The Hagane slammed the beer bottle on the coffee table, putting his face in his hands, quiet and still. His sound system playing out horrendously loud, in a futile attempt to drown out his mind. They screamed and called, induced by the deepest drunken stupor Yuune Kaito had ever felt.

The image of her, or the thought of her, materializing in the back of Yuune's mind. The small smile of the almost shapeless, yet familiar figure tempted Yuune to reach over for another drink. He has yet to drink out the memories of her, and only more loomed over him, bringing in others unwanted.

_{This is our reckoning}

Growing tired of the taste of bland, cheap beer, Yuune searched through his refrigerator, taking out an armful of an assortment of expensive drinks that he had saved up.

"God dammmit!" Yuune hissed to himself while he stood at the coffee table, leering at the rife of beer bottles at the coffee table. Swiftly out of sheer frustration, he kicked all the bottle off, hearing some shatter against the floor and wall. He agressively slammed each of the new bottles on the coffee table, slumping back onto the couch.

_{Spiraling! I've Lost my footing once again!}

Downing the bottle like a savage, the mocking grin of the crimson-eyed boy pierced through everything in his mind. Yuune growled, downing the bottle even more. The boy's chuckle echoed through his mind. Oh, how Yuune wished to have his hands around his puny little throat!

The very thought drove him deeper into rage and sadness. "FUCK YOU!" He yelled out, throwing the bottle at the first thing he saw that was black. The TV fell back with shattered screen with broken pieces of glass of the bottle lodged in it.

_{Gorilla suffocate! Gorilla Maim!}

Grabbing the next bottle, Yuune leaned forward as he broke off the neck of the bottle against the coffee table. He stood up and poured the bottle into his mouth. Flashes of seeing her, dancing with another man at the masquerade ball. Her with another man

"GHAAAAAAAH!" Without even finishing the bottle, he threw it at the wall.

Grabbing another bottle, he threw it down at the glass coffee table, shattering at the point of impact. Yuune flipped over the coffee table and stormed to his room.

Did it really mean nothing? NOTHING?

_{I'm flailing in a tantrum of disgust.
When life holds nothing sacred.
When the loveless turn to loathe.}

The boy. The woman. The man that is stealing one of the only things he held dear, painfully coursed stinging tears down Yuune's cheeks. He grabbed a guitar, beating it against the wall until it broke through a hole into another unoccupied apartment.

He yelled and screamed, breaking off everything that hung on his wall.

_{(This) This juggernaut of bronze and alcohol,}

Yuune flipped over his bed, breaking off one of the metal supports and charging into his bathroom. Wildly, he swung at everything near him, stopping when he heard the mirror shatter.
The music. The music only drove him on. The Hagane only wished this was everyone he hated.

_{Machines of vengeance are now born.}

Moving back into his bedroom, Yuune continued to break his guitars, throwing one out the window. He stormed out, going into kitchen. Anything glass in the kitchen, either shattered against the ground, or sliced through the flesh of his hands.

His howls and screams drowned out by the music, continued on, until everything came close to resembling what stormed with in him. Even then, he continued to scream into the night, romantic air that carried on from the ball.

_{OH! Oh mother war! Sleep in your arms tonight, I'm burning! I'M BURNING! I'm burning for you love!}

[[The link is at the bottom for those who want to listen to the song Yuune's listening to]]