Natsuno's POV

The sunrise. I saw it. I saw the sunrise and it was beautiful. It's been the first and only first time I've seen the sunset since I was bitten. I keep forgetting I'm a jinrou. A sort of shiki that can walk in sunlight. Apparently I'm suppose to be alive. Human. Have a heart beat. Well I don't feel like I'm alive, if anything I'm just like the rest. A walking corpse. A demon inside of a human shell. There's really only one person that's been able to keep me steady and in control. Tooru. Sometimes I think I've been going mad. A lot has happened since sotoba burnt down. Ever since I saw Tooru lying there; what I thought looked like a hollow body with nothing in it, nothing moving, thinking, breathing, dead with not even a demon inside to fill the void. Ever since I saw him. Tooru with a sharpened piece of wood in his heart, or what I thought was in his heart, I've been hesitant to kill any dead thing that comes out of sotoba with the ability to walk. Sometimes I wish I wouldn't have made it out of sotoba. If Tooru hadn't survived I wish I wouldn't have even made it passed the flames. The one thing that I'm worried about or that has even struck my attention, is the way Tooru made it out alive, and how the hell the stake missed his heart. How did I make it out alive.
I hope Tooru's able to rest through the night. His wounds and flesh burns need to heal, and the thing I'm worried about the most is how are we going to get the blood we need for him in order to heal. The blood he needs in order to survive without murdering a living human soul. I can easily survive from human food due to me being jinrou. Oh how am I going to make it through the night, and Tooru won't wake up until tomorrow night; if he wakes up.