It seemed as though Tanglewood couldn't just have one normal day, could they? Aurum had been hoping that today would be pleasant, with people all around happily in love and enjoying their Valentine's day. Perhaps he was a little upset he couldn't be quite so hopelessly smitten with someone – although he was, with Crowley, it was just a complicated situation – but that didn't mean he intended to bring anyone else down. It just meant that he needed to occupy his own time with things, deciding to focus on decorating his new house again, since the last time had ended with him collapsing down his front stairs. He had thought things were going pretty well, a smile on his face as he moved the contents of one of the bookshelves to shift it to the left. Things were beginning to look nice and truly lived in, and he could hear the faint sounds of cheerful laughter and young love outside. Everything was great, right up until it wasn't. Because, as the proxy leaned over to grab the last few knick knacks from one of his little moving boxes, he found himself tensing up at an unfortunately familiar scent. Something was burning, and it wasn't something within his own home.

He wasn't even really thinking as he went stumbling out of his house, rushing down the front steps of the porch in a hurry. All he could think about was Beck's boathouse, and how by the time he had gotten there, the flames had been too big and too strong for him to even try and combat. He wanted to prevent something like that from happening again, if he was able to. Unfortunately for him, by the time he pinpointed the source of the flames, they had already engulfed the grand majority of the building. Aurum's hear sank when he realized whose home it was, and he was rushing forward, entirely ready to leap into the flames in order to save Kaito. However, he didn't need to, because Kaito was right in front of him, on the ground and laughing. The lion stared in horror down at Kaito for a moment before he moved forward, wrapping a paw around the small thief. His large paw pulled Kaito upward and back into his chest, half hugging him and half just providing him with a solid surface that wasn't the ground. As he held Kaito, he rumbled softly, "Kaito... Kaito, are you okay? You didn't get burned, did you?" He knew there was still a fire to worry about, but people were already hustling around in that particular area, rushing to get water and people with elementals. He would help once he knew that Kaito was alright... if he was alright.

Aurum wasn't really sure what he had been expecting. Perhaps he had hoped that, for once, emotion would trump everything else for Kaito, and the other would end up accepting his comforting gesture. For a moment, it even seemed as though that was working, with Kaito faintly leaning into his grip. However, soon enough the boy was wrenching himself away, and Aurum let out a gruff grunt at the shoved against his front, a sigh leaving him. The briefest flash of hurt bolted across his one blue eye as Kaito forced a smile and said he was fine, disappointment and pain filling him. Once this was all over, he definitely needed to talk to Kaito further. Make it known that he was safe to actually talk about his pain. For now, however, the lion just followed Kaito over to where Kaz was, a scowl on his face as he glanced back at the flames. His mind was churning, trying to figure out what could've caused it, when suddenly a figure emerged from the wall of red and yellow. The proxy instantly felt a snarl leave his throat, his ears flattening down against his head and his entire body going on attack mode. Immediately his elementals began to work their magic, lava steadily dripping forth from his jaws and staining the ground below a charred black. Aurum hardly waited for Corbeau to finish before he was roaring, "You bastard! I don't give a shit who you are, you set my friend's house on fire! You're going to pay." He had hardly finished talking before he launched himself forward, rushing at Corbeau and attempting to dig his flaming fangs into the male's shoulder. If successful in grabbing him, he would slam him against the ground. He knew the all out attack wasn't the smartest move, but he was pissed as fuck.

Aurum could feel his rage building with every word that fell from Corbeau's muzzle, especially when they were accompanied by that painfully familiar but horrendously infuriating little smirk. More magma dripped forth from his mouth as he came to a hasty stop, his claws digging down into the earth as he swung around to face Corbeau again. He was hardly listening to what the other was actually saying, unable to hear anything but the roar of his own fury in his ears. After all, this was the bastard that had just burned down Kaito's house, and Kaito was like a son to him. He was entirely ready to throw himself forth again, Kid the Phantom Thief-sama be damned. However, he was forced to stop when the frantic sound of Kaito's voice interrupted the static buzz of anger. Lifting his head from its downward, lunging position, he looked at Kaito in confusion, rumbling, "Wh... What? What the hell are you talking about? Why would he set your house on fire?" Aurum's voice was incredulous as he questioned Kaito, his body primed and ready if Corbeau decided to take the opportunity to leap at him while he was distracted. He wouldn't put it below the cowardly fuck that had decided to set Kaito's house ablaze while he was gone, only to come out now and laugh about this. If this was indeed Oyaji, then Aurum could certainly see where Kaito got his penchant for drama from.