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When love comes knocking at Zaibach's door, Part 1

By D.S. Senshi(cheyofthetorrent@japan.com)

Boots clicked on the cold stone floor as Miguel Lavariel made his way though the corridors. It was his turn for ‘graveyard’ duty. He patrolled the halls and as he started to pass a balcony door, the dragonslayer was inclined to open it and step outside.

The cold autumn night wind blew in his face, causing his long bangs to flutter. The Mystic Moon and it’s partner hung faithfully as always in the deep, star-streaked sky above.

Miguel didn’t know what made him open the balcony door. As he pondered, something rustled against his leg. Looking down, he noticed a small, crumpled piece of parchment. Curious, he bent down and smoothed it out. There was writing on it.

Someone had been in an awful hurry to write the message; the writing looked like chicken scratchings. Miguel could barely make a word out. But something that looked somewhat like his name made him peer closer.

If anyone sees this, I will die, literally. But not before I kill whoever reads this. Especially him.

The way his long bangs shadow his eyes, how his eyes glow that beautiful blue. Miguel tells me I’ve been so distant lately, and I know it. I don’t think this is right, but it feels right. However deranged I am, or people say I am, I know when love comes knocking, and it’s my turn.

Dilandau paced the halls restlessly, absentmindedly wondering why the hell were there so many corridors. Growling silently, he made a mental note to complain to Folken tomorrow morning.

A balcony door stood open in front of him. Looking outside, he was startled to see a lone figure standing there. He was just about to snap at Miguel when he caught sight of the paper in the slayer’s hand. Dilandau’s breath caught in his chest.

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