The Nightmares Of Sukai: Bookisode #02: Wake Me Up Early…
By: Sukai Todd/DeVera Moon/Skye Tsukino
FOR: NON-PROFIT, EDUCATIONAL PURPOSES!
Wake Me Up, Early…
#04:
Horror Show… : Immortals!
Picking up where we left off, in Aurelia's apartment: Arthuor was playing with a Rubix cube that had black, red and silver blocks while thinking deviously to himself… "She called me, Tate. You think she likes Junji Ito? And other horror stuff, like that?" Arthuor wondered, "Perhaps… It's not clear, right now though." Kaneki Ken nodded sitting on the couch opposite of him. "So, do you think we should meet her again?" Kaneki asked, popping his knuckles… "You think, she'd date me? I heard she only likes brunettes…" Arthuor insecurely thought aloud. "Of course, she'd date you… Besides, you can find that I can be very persuasive…" Kaneki grinned as Arthuor solved the Rubix cube and it glistened in the dim light, with a Moonlight-white shimmer… "Then, let's make her mine! She can call me monster…" Arthuor agreed, sitting up with a spark in his heart. "In bed…" Kaneki chuckled cockily. "Yea, thanks Mr. Hide…" Arthuor rudely joked… "It's actually Dr. Jekyll, so yea…" Kaneki snapped as Arthuor unzipped his jacket more and Kaneki's ghoulish spirit was absorbed back into his body with disturbing purplish rays of lights that had sparks of reds of them… "Ohh… Uhh…" He (Arthuor/Kaneki) groaned, feeling the scars on his hands forming and the hunger for Sukai's flesh suddenly overcoming him. "I need her body, na – na – now!" Arthuor felt the strangulation from inside him, by Kaneki… Be patient, you idiotic bitch! We'll get her, all in due time… Besides, we're a lot her ex. We'll meet her at her next anime convention! Kaneki's voice with all its special effects [Sukai: That blew the budget for this fanfic…] hissed in Arthuor's mind…
All the whilst, as Sukai was heading out of the movie theatre after watching "Harry Potter & the Chamber of Secrets…" She thought aloud, sniffling a little bit… Only as she watched other people exiting the theatre, she was hearing something. "Huhh?" Sukai asked, hearing what sounded like Parseltongue being spoken against the walls leading to very back of the theatre, into the restricted/employee's only area… "I must be hearing things." She told herself, yet she couldn't stop herself from following that inexplicable, inextricable urge to follow that voice she was hearing. They must be showing the movie, again… I'm sure, that's all it is! Sukai thought following the voice, against the walls of the theatre and as she came closer and closer to the restricted section of the theatre where she saw a closed popcorn stand… She suddenly paused, "Excuse me, Miss." A young man, clearly a university student, with a British accent who had a striking resemblance to Tom Riddle in the Chamber of Secrets stopped her. "Huhh?" Sukai blushed, backing up immediately. "Was there something, you needed? This section is for employee's only…" The cockiness of this guy, however annoyed Sukai. "I… Well, do you guys have another screening of the Chamber of Secrets going on, in that section?" Sukai asked, thinking aloud… "That's for employees to know and only employee's need to know that. Why, do you ask?" Timothy Marvel smirked, flirtatiously. "It's – it's nothing… I just thought that employee's only screening, is pretty loud… I mean, I could hear Tom Riddle's summoning of the Basilisk through the walls." She played the confident yet innocent girl, she was best at playing in odd, awkward situations like this! Even though, he's rude, he's definitely cute… And he's brunette! Sukai thought silently, waiting for Tim's answer. "You're the perceptive type." Tim admitted, with a cocky grin… "Obviously…" Sukai nodded, blushing sheepishly. "Look, if there was a Chamber of Secrets in this theatre; I wouldn't be working here. Besides, you seem a little crazy to be believing in such a fantasy about a Basilisk haunting a movie theatre… And crazy and cute, don't always go well together." Tim smirked, flirtatiously holding his broom and dust-pan. "Tell that to Harley Quinn…" She snapped, getting tested… "Well, to each their own, Mrs. Blunt…" Tim figured Sukai wouldn't know, that slang. "Same to you, James Blunt…" Sukai's British accent caught Tim off-guard, ever-so-slightly! "Go home, Miss. It's getting late…" Tim rudely smirked at her, standing nose-to-nose with her… "Well, if there really is a chamber of secrets here… Don't come crying to me, when you get petrified." Sukai agreed, with a confidence that was a bit broader than the attitude she had once shown him. "I won't…" Tim chuckled, watching her leave. "Sailor Moon…" He whispered, with an evil chuckle… "Huhh?" Sukai paused, turning back to see Tim still standing there watching her leave. "Whatever." She thought aloud, exiting the theatre and heading home for the night…
"She's a problem, certainly…" Tim told the small, harmless snake sliding down the old popcorn stand. "Tsss…" The snake nodded and slithered back into the employee's only section… "I guess, we have someone new to petrify…" He thought aloud, walking into the restricted section of the theatre and seeing all the bodies of the former employees who had bullied him; covered by snakes… Some of which were eating these employees from the inside out! Yes, it's gruesome, isn't it? I told you, we'd have some carnage… But did you LISTEN?! Lolzness… "What a jerk! And I didn't even get his name…" Sukai rolled her eyes, as she headed into her car and began driving home safely. When she noticed her the old theatre, where her drama camps once were and all the horrid memories lie within those rooms of that slightly ghetto, ratchet-ass, definitely haunted theatre! "Hmm? I wonder…" She thought aloud, deciding to visit her old haunt, just for the hell of it! So, she pulled up into the mostly empty parking lot, noticing a nice Ducati near parked in one of the middle spaces across from her and got out of her car full of curiosity…
#05:
Boing…
"Hmm… Huhh… Huhh?" Sukai thought aloud, trying to open the door to the entrance to the theatre hall… "It's locked… Oh, well… Just my luck." She shrugged, heading back to her car only to hear the doors creaking loudly open. Ughh… Those damn theatre ghosts! I honestly don't care, if I sound crazy to anyone at this point… Sukai thought, "You do realize, it's still early in the evening, right?" She snapped, to whoever that Phantom was in annoyance… "Huhh…" Sukai sighed deeply, as she walked into the hall and headed to find the main theatre only to hear the doors slam closed! "Oy vay…" She rolled her eyes at the Phantom's obviousness… "Wow…" Sukai gasped, as the doors to the main theatre creaked open and she realized how beautiful the dusty stage was. She then set down, in the front row and gazed yearningly at the center of the stage… "Why not?" She shrugged, walking onto the stage and standing in front of the microphone, that just so happened to be there, oh-so conveniently… "Think of me… Think of me, fondly! After we've said goodbye, remember me… Once, in a while? Please, promise me, you'll try-iii-eee…" Sukai began singing, as she realized the amps for the microphone were turned on and the rhinestoned microphone, was turned ON! "Think of all those times, think of those dreams, think of all the things we'll never do-ooohh… Because there will nevahh be a day, that goes by where I won't think ohhh-of you-ooooh!" She continued singing, as the memories came flooding back to her… All those times, she had been typecast for her blonde hair and the cruelties she faced at all the other drama camps she had been in!
Then, as the orchestral background music began playing… "Can it be? Can it be, Skye?" Mamoru sang aloud, finding her in the theatre. "Think of me, think of me fondly when we've said goodbye… If you have a moment, spare a thought for me! Think of me, think oh… Ohhh-ohhh-ahh-ohhh-ahh-aahhh-ohhh-ohhh-aaahhh-ohhhhhh-aahhh-OOOOOHHHHHHHH-OF Me-Eeeeeeeeeeee!" Sukai sang, the final lines of the song PERFECTLY! Whilst tears streaked down her cheeks and she held onto the microphone, to keep her knees from hitting the stage floor… "There's not a day that goes by, that I haven't thought of you…" Mamoru revealed himself, sitting in a theatre chair in the very front row! "Huhh?" She asked, confounded and blushing… "What are you doing here?" Sukai snapped, noticing his eyes sliding sideways and the book in his hands… "I wanted to see you perform, again…" He explained, gazing up at her. "Oh, really?" She demanded, releasing her grip on the microphone only to catch it before fell! "I thought you're the one who wanted me to be running back to you?" Sukai asked, sharply after safely adjusting the microphone back in its original position. "Sukai… You know, that I didn't mean that!" Mamoru exclaimed, in a loving but loud tone as she walked down the stairs of the stage and began racing away from him… "Prove it!" She shouted, holding back tears… "Sukai… Sukai! Skye, wait!" Mamoru finally caught her, by gripping her wrist outside of the theatre's main entrance… "Huhh?" Sukai demanded, tears pouncing out of her eyes and her cheeks reddening intensely. "What do you want?" She sniffled, putting on a brave face as her tears quickly turned into a rage filled set of flames burning brightly in her eyes! "Skye… I'm sorry. That's why I'm here, I'm here for you! I just wanted to apologize…" He explained, clearly having been ruined by life and karma, in general! "For what?" Sukai snapped, getting tested with his pathetic tones… "For everything, for what I said, for what I did, for what happened between you and my exes… I'm sorry, for everything! I honestly am… And I know, you hate me. And I know, you'll never forgive me… But if I could just have another chance, to be your friend…" Mamoru's apologies were legit, although Sukai's irritation was painfully obvious! "My friend?" She asked, softening her tones. "Yes. I just want to be friends, with you… I want us to be friends. I want us to be able to support each-other, to have a fresh start! I want to us to leave the past behind…" He explained, his eyes glistening with tears as his voice kept breaking. "I want a second chance… I need a second chance! I need you, Skye… I need you, more than anything! I need you, more than anyone! I need you, more than you'll ever realize…" Mamoru's pleas were pathetic, depressing and heartbreaking… And I'm loving every millisecond of this! Because… "We can be friends." Sukai smirked, with a devious plan in her heart; seeing as she finally got her revenge… "And I know, you truly despise me… Wait, what?" Mamoru was starting to sob, when he heard that. "We can be friends, but nothing more…" She smiled, deviously… "Yea – yes! We can be friends!" Mamoru jumped on this chance, "Do you want my number? Do you need my card?" He then rushed to pull out his wallet and give her card, although she beat em' to the punch! "Here's my card… And my Facebook is Skye Tsukino, my personal Facebook anyway." Sukai replied, handing him her card. "Oh, Skye…" Mamoru held the card, as if it was platinum! "Skye…" He couldn't contain himself, "I need to hug you!" He blushed, hugging her tightly… "Huh?" Sukai blushed, immensely feeling their hearts pounding in unison. Just like before… Except now, I know where to stab him in the ultimate worst-case scenario… She thought aloud, hugging him back gently only to feel him hugging her tightly and pressing his crotch against hers. "Sukai?" Arthuor's voice suddenly caused them both, to break the hug… "Oh, I didn't you had a boyfriend, Sukai…" Mamoru blushed, feeling embarrassed. "I'm not her boyfriend," Arthuor snapped, "Oh?" Mamoru asked. "Yet…" Arthuor smirked cockily… "Oh, is that so?" Mamoru snapped, icily… "Yea, it is." Arthuor's confident response, made Mamoru's blood boil. "So, Sukai… What are you doing here, at my old theatre camp?" He (Arthuor) asked her, flirtatiously. "You mean, you went to Red Mountain Theatre Camp too?" She asked, confounded… "Yea, it was a few years ago… Before they shut it down, I was a stage manager. I was only 22, then…" Arthuor explained, smirking at Sukai with one of those looks in his eyes… "22? So, how old are you now?" Mamoru snapped, cockily… "26." Arthuor replied, quickly and discreetly giving Sukai the up-and-down! "Well, I'm 24…" Mamoru explained, in a competitive tone. "It's funny, I always thought Sukai liked older men though?" He burned Mamoru's ego, harshly with that one… "How do you know that?" Sukai asked curiously… "Aurelia, told me. She also told me, that you prefer brunettes… But this guy, he looks like a dyed brunette, if you ask me." Arthuor waltzed to Sukai, wearing his jacket zipped up mostly; still showing off a little bit of his chest! "What are you, a hairstylist?" Mamoru demanded feeling enraged by Arthuor's confidence and the spell, he seemed to have cast over Sukai… "No. Are you?" Arthuor stood next to Sukai and slung his arm around her shoulder, in a casual yet protective mannerism. "I was, at one point…" He explained coldly. "Oh? So, what do you now? Do you have any other talents?" Arthuor continued a-rap-tap-tap-tap-dancing on Mamoru's last good nerve! "I'm a cosplayer…" Mamoru explained, "That's for sure…" Sukai thought aloud, once again not really thinking lolz! "Skye?" Mamoru knew she wasn't trying to insult him, but she insulted him, none-the-less! "Huh? Oh, I'm sorry, Darien…" She blushed sheepishly. "There's no need to apologize, he had it comin', from what I heard…" Arthuor grinned, pulling Sukai's hips to his abs… "And I'm sure, he'd seem like a real dumbass to argue with that fact, seeing as he admitted to you directly… And almost made you cry, publicly." Arthuor was being extremely protective or so it seemed! "Point taken!" Mamoru growled, through clenched teeth… "Well, Sukai… Aurelia invited you to dinner, with us; would you like to come?" Arthuor grinned, with his lips shimmering with a bit hot-anime-guy-esque drool! "Oh, sure… Where are we going?" Sukai agreed, rather easily. "It's Hunan Garden, don't worry; I'll drive us there…" Arthuor's kindness seemed off, even to Mamoru! "But I – "So, it's set! Let's go…" Arthuor gripped Sukai's wrist and took her away from Darien/Mamoru rather quickly. "Bye, Darien!" Sukai nodded her head; and followed Arthuor who was pulling her along quickly and was taking control of her sit'chee'ation in a speedy fashion…
#06:
Boing… : No Love!
Finally, as Arthuor stopped pulling Sukai along outside of the theatre and near her car… "Huhh, huhh, huhh… I've never walked that fast, in my life!" Sukai thought aloud, panting heavily. "I'm sorry, Sukai… I had to do it." Arthuor apologized, sincerely. "Huh?" She lifted an eyebrow, at him… "That asshole doesn't deserve you. And I'm assuming he doesn't know, does he?" Arthuor asked bluntly. "About what? Oh? Oh… Oh, right…" Sukai trailed off, blushing intensely… "I don't regret kissing you, Skye… I don't regret touching you, either. I don't regret anything. I could feel it, from the moment I saw you…" He blushed lightly, leaning against her car. "Thank you?" She didn't really know, how to react. "Hmm, hmm… No problem! Well, Aurelia is waiting on us… So, you wanna go ahead and go?" Arthuor asked flirtatiously, with a chuckle… "Sha – Sure…" Sukai nodded, handing him her keys and hopping into the passenger seat. Being sure to buckle her seatbelt! [Sukai: Safety, first! Remember that kids…]… The car ride was rather quiet, as Arthuor drove and the sun began setting; and the Silver, Crescent Moon began rising steadily above the trees. "Are we taking the backway, to Hunan?" She asked, curiously... [Sukai: Girls, take my advice! DO NOT do this shit, in real life… You're just asking for trouble! Take this scene, as a warning…]! "Yea, something like that…" Arthuor nodded, as they reached a secluded, camp area where very campers ever went anymore… "Where are we?" Sukai asked, sensing she was in deep TROUBLE! "A secluded area, that I only know about…" Arthuor smirked, turning on the smooth jazz station on the radio. "Look, if you're gonna kill me, at least do it to some 80's rock music…" She replied, sighing in defeat already! "Kill you?!" He demanded, shocked and astonished! 😉 😉! "What makes you think, I want to kill you?" Arthuor asked, unbuckling his seatbelt… "I've seen enough 20/20's and Dateline episodes to know, how this shit goes down." Sukai replied… "You're stereotyping me, Sukai…" Arthuor snapped, with an annoyed chuckle! "Just because I'm hotter than Evan Peters…" He explained, "You actually look a lot, like Evan Peters in American Horror – "Like I said, just because I'm hotter than Evan Peters…" Arthuor cut Sukai off, with a gentle tone. "Doesn't mean, I want to kill 10 people and rape your mom…" He explained, "For your sake, I hope not!" Sukai exclaimed, immediately triggered… "Relax, relax, Sukai… I'm on your side." Arthuor rubbed her shoulder gently. "Like that's the first time, you've heard that?" He joked, lovingly… "Yea…" She shrugged, glancing at the window seeing the beautiful Crescent Moon above them. "Well, what are we gonna do?" Sukai asked, finally unbuckling her seatbelt. "We could make-out… We could have sex… We could make-out and have sex… We could make-out, have sex and then get Chinese takeout… Any number of things." Arthuor suggested, A TON of options there! Didn't he? 😉 😉 Lolzness… [Arthuor: Don't judge me, Sukai IS hot!]… "How about we just make-out and then go to Hunan Garden?" She asked, shyly. "Fair enough… I can wait, until you're ready." Arthuor began crawling across the car, to sit over her.
"You're gonna be waiting, a long-ass time, Arthuor-Chan…" Sukai responded, with a light giggle… "Oh, really? That's the first smile, I've seen on you…" He gazed at her, as she noticed how thick his scars were around his face. "Arthuor-Chan…" She gently touched his scars; and rubbed his cheek lovingly. "You think, I'm beautiful?" Arthuor was astounded! "Of course! Why wouldn't I?" Sukai grinned, innocently and lovingly… "Ohh, Skye…" Arthuor felt tears in his eyes, holding her hand sweetly. Eat her up, NOW! Kaneki's commands in Arthuor's mind caused him to suddenly make-out with her hard; and begin trailing his lips and tongue all over her neck; and collar-bone… "Hmm? Hmm… Hmm… Kummllomp, llomp, llomp…" She blushed, kissing him passionately! "Hmm… Hmm… Llomp, llomp… Huhh, huhh, uohhh-ohhh!" Arthuor could no longer control the Kaneki within himself; and he continued kissing her neck harder and harder until his fangs finally sprouted and he bit into her neck passionately and of course… Erotically! "KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Sukai squealed, feeling Arthuor gripping her wrists against the seat; as he felt her hands trembling… "Huhh, huhh, huhh… Tate…" She called him, his other nickname! "Baby-Doll…" He groaned, eating her flesh and nibbling on her bone marrow softly… "Uohh…" She moaned, in a high-pitched, Lolita-voice! "Sukai-Chan…" Arthuor passionately, wrapped her arms around the top of his back and felt her trembling fingers sliding through the back of his now, greasy, sweaty hair… "Huhh, huhh, huhh… Sukai…" Arthuor groaned heavily, as he sucked up just enough of her blood to have it streaming down the sides of his chin and he kissed her passionately his fangs retracting enough to NOT hurt her tongue! [Reader: Talk about – Sukai: KINKY-EEHH!]… And as the blood slid down her chin as well, dripping onto her skirt; Sukai felt Arthuor holding her tightly. "Do you still prefer brunettes?" He grunted, "Eehee, heeaa… I'm always open, to trying new things." She giggled, though her body was shivering yet her crotch and her heart were basically on FI'YAAAHH! "Glad to hear it… So, I can be your Frankenstein?" He asked, lovingly. "If I can be your Little Mermaid…" Sukai blushed, giggling lovingly. "Of course, Baby-Doll… You can be anything you want to be, you can be a fucking unicorn, an angel, a devil, a monster… Anything, as long as you're mine!" Arthuor grunted, chuckling in his deep arousal… "So, it's official… I'm your girlfriend?" She asked, only to feel him passionately French-kissing her and playing a rough game of tonsil-hockey with her. "Does that answer your question?" He smirked, watching her nod adorably; then they continued making-out and eventually fell asleep in the car… Which is TOTALLY NOT dangerous, like AT ALL! [Sukai: Which leads us to…] –
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