Shadow-The-Knight

The snow-colored boy walked silently in the falling winter substances, barely looking at where he was going. His mind was racing, and after awhile, it had wandered to his old rival, now dead and buried. He was just a rival, right? There was no real reason for this boy to be walking around, his safety a piece of information that he, for once, was paying no attention. Shouldn't he have been more worried about the Kira investigation? But no, he was focused on the boy, who he dared call friend in the blonde's absence. His mind wandered towards the way that he would always get so hot-headed over the simplest of things, the way he would always yel