[b]Luca Song[/b]

The sky above was riveting, blue and black cascaded together, creating a masterpiece for raw diamonds to sit on. Now he could see why he forced himself to attend the get together. Being outside with the blaring music in the background left little room for him to think or rest. It kept him up, awake. He let out a breath. Awake was always a good thing for him, even if it did make him a bit cranky. In the long run it was the glue that held him together, the small piece of comfort that pushed the demons away. 

While the Castle was lit behind him, he found himself sitting on a large rock sticking out from the overgrown grass. His hands were cold from the stony surface; he leaned back just enough to feel its edges push against the muscle underneath. The pain drove the encroaching memories back into his slow-beating heart. He didn't want them ruining his night or haunting him on his way home. Sometimes just the thought of sleeping left the feeling of impeding fright at his doorstep, often leading him to staying up all night. He figured this would be one of those nights. 

He turned around when he heard uncut grass and dead stems being crunched. [i]Ah shit,[/i] he thought as noticed two girls approaching. One was dressed up, looking rather doable if he could say so, while the other, in comparison to her friend anyway, was less. Either way, none of them interested him enough for him to stick around. 

Raising up off the rock, he vaulted down the small space and stuck his hands in his pockets to keep the cold from grabbing them. He walked pass without saying a word; no gesture; no friendly smile; no response. He wanted to be a ghost, he thought to himself. Someone that vanished and was okay to forget. That way he wouldn't have to go through the pain his brother must surely be in up-above. Watching a carcass walk about as if alive. Luca spared a glance up towards the dark heavens. 

"Must sucks to watch me crumble for this long," he muttered lowly, coming around the castle and to the front entrance. "You can only blame yourself for this disaster." He sighed and looked up, only to see a girl with chestnut hair falling around her face. For a moment she was all he saw but he quickly shook himself of it and marginally acknowledged the dark haired girl beside her by straightening his slouch. 

Again, he couldn't bring himself to address the ladies. Instead, he rubbed the side of his neck before dropping his hand tiredly and walking off towards the forest. The fresh air and natural noise would do better at quailing his self-pity. He didn't like looking crazy but what else would people think when he spoke to himself and was as moody as a bitch in heat.