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(Neku Sakuraba's POV)

Footsteps were audible from the other side of the street. It was a, quite unusual, quiet day in Shibuya. As if the world lost its volume button, or Neku was going deaf. Or maybe, the street was just one of those rare streets you get in Shibuya. Anyway, Neku was sent here on a mission. A very special one too. He was sent here to retrieve some of the silence he deserved after a whole morning of shopping with Shiki (who knows why he even wanted to go) he just wanted peace.

Suddenly, voices were heard around the corner. Confused, and quite interested, he moved in a little closer. And a bit closer still, so he could hear the unknown voices. Neku was a little bit away from where the street closed, when he finally could make sense of them. From what he could gather, there were two people, both male and not so young, but not so old. Around 30 years, give or take. They were getting closer. Neku could make out what they were saying. 'So, what does it do?' was male voice number 1. 'You idiot!(a noise was heard, as if the man number 2 hit man number 1) Didn't you hear the boss? It's supposed to kill anybody who takes it,' answers man number two.'Without the autopsy report showing any traces of it.'

By the time he had said that, they weren't that far from the corner. Neku looked like he had been slapped straight across the face. As he tried to run, his foot hit a rock, which hit the other wall. He cursed to himself and started panicking as he heard one of the voices silence the other, obviously hearing the rock hit the wall. He looked around and spotted a place to hide. Behind a bin. Great. Usually, he would of faced the people, but not today. Not when they have an object which would kill without any known traces of it.

He ran to the bin, slamming himself against the wall opposite of the back of the green bin and held his breath, making sure he wasn't visible at all. As he was calming his heart down, the men came across the corner.

'Come out come out wherever you are! We know your still here, hiding. So why don't you show yourself?' A voice called out. The men knew where Neku was hiding, as it was the only place to hide. Unless he ran to the other side of the street, which wasn't likely. Neku knew this, and he knew it was all over. Not even a chance at getting in a game. He smiled at himself. "So, this is how it ends. I knew I wouldn't last long." He thought to himself. He heard the men faking to walk away, a basic trick to get others out of hiding. But he stayed where he was.

Knowing their plan didn't work, the men quietly walked away, thinking that there was really nothing there, and they were just imagining things. 'It was probably my imagination, because I was working so hard on these things.' Man 2 said, sighing. 'I really did think we had a guinea pig to use these pills on.'

On the other hand, Neku let out the air that he had been keeping in for so long. Not thinking straight, he slowly rose up. And by doing that, he saw the men for the first time.

There was a skinny one, and the other one was already around the corner. But the skinny one, he had long blonde hair, which curled into one bunch that rested on one of his shoulders. But the only thing that stood out from these two men, was that they were wearing black. They wouldn't be noticeable at dark at all. Not without light shining on them.

Then, the horror struck him straight in the chest. The man had looked at him, and they had connected their eye-contact. Neku couldn't look away. He slowly backed up, getting closer to the exit as the skinny man had said,

'I think we have found our guinea pig.'

Neku didn't care. He turned around and ran for the exit, just as he tripped on something. A trap. Crap. As he tried to make a quick recovery, the men had reached him and one pulled him up. Just before slamming him into the wall. He felt himself feeling weak, his consciousness fading away. Luckily, he could still reach some of his senses. He felt one of the men place an object in his mouth.

It felt like a pill.

Neku felt like he had hit the wall of logic. They're going to kill me. For what? A stupid piece of information? Ha. These guys are really secretive. Then he felt water go down his throat. "This is a very different way to kill someone. And I feel calm. Probably because I have been killed before. But that was by a gun." He thought to himself. Then the grip that held him against the wall loosened. Before he knew it, he was lying on the floor in a crumpled heap. He heard footsteps. The men were leaving. Of course. They didn't want to be in the blame for killing an innocent teenager.

As soon as he thought that, pain pierced Neku like he was a pin cushion. He felt like the floor was on fire, and his bones had started to melt. His heart was harshly pounding in his chest, as if it was going to explode. Twice. "Is this... What... it's like... To be killed... by a freaking... pill..." He thought as he lost all consciousness of his surroundings.

A/N: Hey guys! Second story! YAY! So, what did you think of it? Please Read + Review!