Rinkage Clan Compound

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Rinkage family live in one big house. The Head of this clan is Madara Rinkage. He is incharge of the household for now in his long life span. The Rinkage family is a Noble family, highly respected in the Crusnik society.

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Elena grabs him hand keeping her eyes closed. "Where are you going?" She asks in a soft tired tone.

''I'm just going to wash my hands.'' He knew he had Crusnik blood on his right hand, yet didn't say it to Ele. ''I'll be only in the bathroom, just over to your left.''

"Okay." She says lets her hand slide off of his to her side. She opens her eyes and watches him.

He feels he letting go off him, He walks to the bathroom and closes the door behind him he walks up to the tap turning it on, he watches the water for a few second then to his right hand at the blood. 'It's not the first time I've had my own kinds of blood on my hands.' He looks up at his mirror and glares at the mirror while washing his hands in thought. In his mind he's having flash backs of the 'incident' what happened.'Timing..' He when thinks about his mother, when she appeared in the room 'Timed perfectly...' He rubs his hand with soap while thinking.

Elena closes her eyes again, letting her head fall to the side, she thinks to herself about what had happened today.

He washes the soap of his hands then turns off the tap and dry's them on a small towel in his bath room. Madara then walks back out walks silently too the bed and looks at her then he sits down on the side of the bed, on the edge.

Elena opens her eyes and silently sits up more, placing her feet on the bed and leaning over a bit with her elbows on her knees and her hands on her head.

He catches her movement from the corner of his eyes. ''You should be resting Ele.'' He says not looking at her but knowing that she'll probably hear him.

"I dont care about resting. It would take alot or forcing to get me to rest without wanting to." She says and stares down at her feet.

''I'm apologising to you before my mother does, My people can be much like... fiends, dumb and always wanting blood.'' He says looking forward at the wall.

"Its okay. What has happened has been done and wasnt your fault. And dont try to argue with me because you just wont win." She says with a smile, getting up and walking over to sit close to him, placing her head on his shoulder. Whispers to him softly. 'Its okay."

His shoulders fall, to enough for Ele's head to fall of but the muscles in his back relax. ''I'm but it wouldn't stop me thinks.'' He had it truthfully softness in the whisper.

Elena sighs a bit and lays on her side on the bed, facing a chair.

Madara turns his upper body seeing she's laying down. He gets up then walks around the bed and crouches down infont of the chair looking at Ele. ''You seem... down?'' He pauses not quiet sure if he choose the right word to describe hows she's acting. He rests his c
hand on her cheek with a frown across his face.

Elena slightly moves his hand away with hers then looks at him. "I'm fine. Just a little...Worn out."

His frown deepens. 'Too many people seemed to be doing this to me. not really telling the truth.' He sighs removing his hand away from her completely and raises up. ''When sleep.'' He said still holding the frown. He turned and walked over to his desk in the room.

Elena gets up and walks over to him silently, standing behind him. "I'm sorry Madara."

His face seems to turn blank. ''You should be resting Elena.'' He sates yet again, he pulls out the chair from the table and sits down in it.

"Fine!" She say and she walks back over to the bed and lays back down on her side and sighs.

Madara seems to just sit there silently then picks up a piece of paper of many on his desk, he glances over them picking up his pen to write corrections or in need of improvement or his signature.

Elena pulls the covers over her and finally falls asleep after being told to.

After awhile Madara decides to stop and gets up silently not causing an noise, he walks over to the bed a crouches down next to it, he looks at Elena's face. He rests his un-gloved hands against her cheek. He whisper quietly holding softness. ''Don't lye to me in future Ele.''

He allows his lips to kiss her forehead lightly. Then Madara gets up and walks to the other side of the bed and takes his shoes of and lays on top of the covers, laying on his back with his eyes closed allowing sleep to enter his mind.

Elena remains in that spot, sleeping, dreaming of the incident. a few minutes later. Elena wakes up and sits up quickly, breathing heavily and holding onto her neck.

Madara just stirs, his eye tighten in his sleep, when his face relaxes seeming as it's in peace.