Kuroro groaning loudly and just falls back not wanting to get up nor move.

Haruka pulled clothes out of the closet with a sigh.

Stretching out a bit not caring to ask or not. But... whatever. "...Going somewhere?"

"..." He turned to look at him. "Not that you care about what a 'dirty' demon does but I'm cleaning out Hikaru's closet.

"You serious? I didn't say anything to that! I just asked a question... A SIMPLE QUESTION! It's you who's still having the attitude problem.." Kuroro looking away before sighing. "I asked a fucking question. I just want to know where you off too because I saw you get dresss.. what do you want from me?! I'm trying to be nice to keep the only person I can ever trust or keep me safe alive. Without him, I have no one to go too and I'll just kill myself after that." he said scoffing while blowing a bang away. "...But, I know you that you don't care so it's okay. You never cared so just go on to what your doing.." he said, creating a certain knife in mid air and started sharping the blade.

"I have no one to talk too about my problems.. the only person was Lily but now that she's gone, I can only keep them inside and hope not to psychically hurt myself... but I do anyways.." Kuroro mutters on and on. "..I'll just leave and let you have peace." the angel tossing the sheets over about to leave the room with the object in his hand still not letting go.

Haruka sighed, "Young and rash lashing out at nothing." he mumbled. "If he'd been listening he'd heard I'd answered his question." he sighed then took all the dresses and headed to the garden. "..... Give me the strength to do this." he let out a breath.

Kuroro just lays back in bed going back to sleep.

Haruka took a breath then lit the clothes on fire.

Sighing in his sleep rolling on his side trying to rest and just sleep all the time.

Haruka leeft after the fire died out.