"Drop dead, you Angel of Death!" His voice rings through out the small, worn out, shacky, cabin.
I shake in fear. I'm here again. The smell of smoke and alcohol burns my nostrils.
"You brought this upon yourself! Everyone you touch, dies!" The man kicks me in my stomach, knocking the air out of me.
The whole house suddenly gets darker. I looks over at the door and see Neko and Shiro standing there. "You never warned us. You never told us anything. No wonder I died... It was because of you!" Shiro speaks, his words piercing through my heart.
Neko stands behind Shiro, hugging his arm. "You really are the Angel of Death!" She looks angry.
Tears fill my eyes. I cover my head with my arms, trembling. "No... What happened... It wasn't my fault!"
Shiro scoffs. "You left me to die."
I stay silent. "..."
"Do you really think that it is just an accident that everyone who takes you in dies?"
"Shiro..." I look up.
I see Ichigen walk in, he stands in between me and Shiro. He puts a hand on my shoulder. "Kuroh, wake up. It's just a dream." He smiles warmly.
I stare at Ichigen-Sama.
"Kuroh!" Ichigen says sharply.
~.~.~
My eyes jolt open, I see Shiro standing over me, shaking my shoulder. He looks concerned. "Are you okay?!"
I sit up, wiping sweat off my brow. "Uh, yeah. Why do you ask?"
"You were talking in your sleep. You were saying some weird stuff... You said what happened wasn't your fault." Shiro explains.
I am silent for a moment, then I open my mouth. "... It was just a dream."
"May I ask what it was about?"
"One day, when I'm ready I'll tell you all about it." I sigh.
"Alright..." Shiro nods.