Disclaimer: I don't own Wallflower. Thanks to Morncreek for beta-ing. Dedicated to our family dog Hoss who passed away, may your tongue flick in and out in peace.

Kyohei's Point of View

Sunako has not come out of her room for three days. Not that I care, it's just no one else knows how to cook and clean as well as she does. I mean, what is so important that the rest of us have to suffer eating convenience store food and having the house a mess just because she thinks that she is going to melt, or whatever nonsense is going through her head. It is not that I miss seeing her or anything. I just want decent food and a non-moldy house so there, nya. Well if she thinks she can get away with this, she has another 'think' coming. …Man, my palms are sweaty—not because of her or anything, it's just hot out today.

Sunako's Point of View

I have had enough of these creatures of light especially the head creature of light. It is extremely weird; it seems like his radiance has grown bigger lately. My heart used to only beat faster when he was in the room with me but, now it beats whenever my mind wanders to him. My mind is not on him too often—he is still a creature of light after all—but, anyway, every time I think about him my body feels like it is getting hotter and hotter. Until it feels like I am going to melt any second. Finally blood from my nose starts to trickle down the contours of my body.

The first time this happened it surprised me so much the trickle turned into a full nose bleed. I need to think of something to help me be around the creature of light so I can let my thoughts wander without getting nosebleeds.

The nosebleeds are only one problem. Another dilemma started after I asked Hiroshi about the nosebleeds. Hiroshi's mechanical eye had glared at me in criticism. With his thoughts, he told me that I shouldn't lie to him. I looked at him at him with disbelief. What could I possibly be lying to you about, I had asked, drawing my knees to my chest as some sort of comfort from the uncomfortable conversation this was starting to become. That was the last time I heard my poor Hiroshi speak to me, and that was a week ago.

Last night I was lying in bed, gazing unseeingly at the ceiling, while trying to think up a way to solve my problems when it came to me. Maybe if I made Hiroshi into a real person temporarily instead of him being just my doll. I could use him to help me radiate the brightness of the radiant creatures. Hiroshi being an ally would give me someone who understands the darkness instead of the creatures trying to make me into a being of light.

When I think everyone was safely asleep, I set out to a bookstore and buy a book called "Resurrection For Dummies." After returning from the bookstore, I travel into the living room—where I promptly see Kyohei waiting up for me to come home. My weight shifts from one foot to the other, waiting for the lecture I am certain I am going to receive.

"Where the heck have you been? I was sound asleep until I heard the front door slam. Do you think you can just leave without telling us?" he shouts as his hands show his immense frustration by shaking in anger.

"Look," I mumble, my arms crossed in front of me in a defensive gesture. Oh no, my body is beginning to feel hot and my heart is starting to pound that's it I have to get away from him! "Whatever." I walk out of the room as fast as I could with the dwindling hope of stopping the nosebleed that I feel for sure will come.

"Hey," the creature responds, shaking his fist at me. "I am not done talking to you yet." Kyohei yells, but the effect is diminished by his uneven breath from trying to catch up with me.

"Can't you just leave me alone," I protest. When I turned around to face him, I immediately wish I hadn't. The look on his face from what I had said appears like I had shot him with a gun. Before I can even get the words out to apologize he facial expression changes from hurt to the mask of a tough guy that he often wears.

"Fine," he sighs. Shaking his head in annoyance, he went back to his room and slammed the door shut.

That's it. I have to make Hiroshi real to help me fight the light before I hurt Kyohei (and the others) even worse then I just did.