Makato knew that he had a problem, but he did not like to verbalize that problem much and that was...he was addicted to the rain. He loved to wander around aimlessly in the rain and he got most of his thoughts straighten out in the gloomy weather. The rain came down in a light and chilly fashion and it woke his sense up, with every drop on his warm skin. He had to get out today, it was another one of those days. He grabbed a jacket before he went out and was glad he did because he was no fan of getting sick especially if he could avoid it. He had gotten in a fight with his uncle again about practicing magic in the house, this time he managed to blow up the entire living room. In Makato's eye it was a simple mistake of a wrong incantation. Yet his uncle stil found the need to yell at the top of his lungs, Makato stormed out after the fight to help clear his head.
He was walking not really paying attention when someone walked into him which made him lash out "Hey watch were you are going!!! I am walking here!" Makato snarled. It was only then that he looked up and realized it was a girl, Makato blew out a sigh of frustration at himself for loosing his temper. He counted to ten and then with a soft smile "I am sorry are you okay?
