Under the Microscope

By: Late-Sleeper

Disclaimer: I don't own a thing…

Prologue

Have you ever felt that someone is watching you? That someone is observing every little things you do. Have you ever felt someone's presence but when you look around you see no one?

I do.

No, nit a supernatural sort of thing. It's not a ghost. I know that for sure. I don't have a clue, nor a hint, but I know it's alive, a breathing person.

I felt it the first time when I was writing my lyrics at work. I felt this ominous presence watching me. I felt goosebump. I looked around but saw no one. I shrugged then thinking it was just me, imagination running wild once again. Then it never stop, the eyes though I never seen it was constantly watching.

I began being paranoid whenever I was alone. I often begged Hiro to stay with me as I was force to write lyrics before going home. Although even with Hiro by my side I still felt those eyes on me. That thought made me scared the most.

It was haunting me. in my sleep, in my dreams, and even in my fantasy. There's no way out. I felt caged and alone. So fucking scared out of my wits. Then one day I felt the presence inside our house.

Our house. The one place anyone should feel safe.

Then I knew then and there I was in danger.

I felt him watch me as I eat. Watch me as I watch T.V. Watch me as I sleep. Watch me as I take a shower and I felt violated.

I see myself draining down paranoia as I catch myself looking every now and then at my back expecting to see someone. Freaking at every touch.

I never knew how fucked up I became until the paranoia resulted in me and Yuki fighting continuously. I told him once about my dilemma and he just sneered at me saying I was indeed a wacko and I should just drop dead.

That hurt…not because of the words…but because he didn't care. Then again, I have no proof of what I am sensing.

Maybe it was just paranoia.

I then psyched myself that it was just a phase in my career. That I'm getting all jittery in the fame I was receiving. There's no stalker, no obsessed fan. There's no way anyone could go to our house without us knowing. This is Yuki's house were talking about! It's one hundred percent secured in and out. Even if there's a fluke that somebody did pass security, Seguchi-san would be at his throat by now.

Yes, this was indeed just paranoia.

Fame just getting inside my head.

Then something bone chilling ended it all for me. I saw a face that look familiar on T.V. The man was murdered…savagely.

Then the horror runs its course once more. Paralyzing me with cold terror.

::TZUSUKU:

LateSleeper: Yes, finally the sequel to my subject, ? and ?.

Question: What are the two stories of mine connected to this sequel? When you've guess what are these fics it would give you a clue who is/are the antagonist on this fic.