The chilly breeze raked away the dry leaves as Yukito pedaled in a rush. He pierced the wind swiftly on the bicycle, "The barriers will close any minute now!"

A single thought darted through his mind.

He zoomed past a few other students tall and short, dressed tidily in olive green coats and pants with brown striped ties round their necks. A tall brown haired boy glanced at Yukito's similar coat and called out,

"Hey slow down! You're going to hurt someone!"

The rubber tires burned upon the road as he halted with a screech of his bicycle. He tightly shut his eyes, sliding a black dust mask down his face. "Uh-oh. Here it goes." He muttered under his breath, longingly gazing at the barriers of railroad waiting for him to cross, yet so close in front of him.

The tall boy tapped on his shoulder, "Yukito-kun?"

"Good morning! senpai."

He smiled nervously as he turned towards the tall boy with broad set shoulders adding to his athletic and grown up stature.

"Morning!" He replied.

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“Let me guess, you were racing to cross the railroad before the train, again?"

"Yeah..."

Yukito lowered his head.

"You don't learn, do you? I've told you many times by now, it's dangerous! You shouldn't be ...”

It was no longer a conversation but a road safety lecture.

"Okay, okay. There won't be a next time." Yukito made a failing attempt to escape the situation. The barriers closed. The upperclassman continued talking yet it was indifferent for Yukito, nothing more than a static noise, for he had only known him for two days.

The train passed by. "Let's walk together." He proposed and brushed his hand over Yukito's white fluffy hair.

"Um... sure." Yukito screamed within. As it turned out, what he really wanted to outrun, wasn't the train.

Yukito's eyes widened as the barriers lifted up, the dwarf appeared in an obsidian trench coat and that same fedora hat on his head.

"He won't cause a massacre. That would not mean killing without a trace."

Thinking the man will live up to his word, he gulped as the dwarf greeted with a bow,

"Today is the third day, young man!"

He blankly stared at the stout old man's grinning face for a second or two, until he finally responded,

"G-Good morning!"

"Do you know this old man?"

The dark haired boy whispered with a slightly raised eyebrow. The old dwarf laughed as he patted Yukito's shoulder.

"Well..."

Yukito scratched his left ear.

"Hope you've found the answer or tonight could be your last."

The old man trotted away with his cane ahead.

Like a spider, a pint-sized chip crept over Yukito's shoulder to the back of his neck. Slinging out it's minute claws and stapling them them to his flesh.

The dwarf glanced back with a smirk.

To be continued.