A/N:

Hi! It's me along with a brand new AU fic for Gods Eater Burst.

Before you read this story, I have something to say.

This story has absolutely zero connection the story I wrote for 'The First Snowfall during Winter'.

I just merely used back the same female protagonist along with one or two minor OC for this one.

The setting of this story will be in our timeline, no monsters will be sighted and there will be more humor compared to my previous sad ones.

I got the inspiration for this story a few days ago after stumbled upon a drama, and I guess some readers might want to read something different in GE fanfic, so… voila! Here comes the 'New-Type' Fanfic for GE!

Warning: AU fic, Soma x Female Protagonist

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for my OCs and the plots.

Enjoy! :D


"Damn it..." a young platinum blond man panted as he struggled to support himself by leaning sideway against the brick wall, used a hand to press the bleeding wound on his left arm. The right side of his abdomen was bleeding as bad as his arm, but he could barely think straight in his head anymore due to blood lost.

Blood continues to drain from his bodies like a broken water-tap, body temperature starting to drop and the chilly wind in the winter night have only worsened his conditions. He occasionally shook his head now and then in order to clear away the drowsiness he felt, knowing the fact that if he passes out right now without his wounds stop bleeding and tending, it will be the end of him. So he forced himself to keep moving, dragging his own legs on the snow piled floor in the process.

He eventually made it out of the dark remote alley and slowly limped on a lifeless street. Strange. Even though it had long past midnight, there should be people still wonders around in this lawless district since there're many night clubs and pubs in this area. And yet there's no other human other than himself still wondering around in the street, all beat up and cold.

Ah, screw the wounds. How he wanted nothing more than crashing himself onto his comfy bed at his apartment.

But he was at least half an hour away from his apartment by vehicle. He doesn't have his bike with him right now, walking would be painful and it could take hours with his current condition. He might be already lost consciousness by then, or worst, dead.

The snow started to cascade from the dark sky, the wind is starting to pick up as well. He has to be quick, at very least reach to the residential area, where there might be the slightest chance a night person would spot him by the time he blacks out.

"Tch could've just gone to the so-called blind date set up by the annoying duo instead of running an 'errand' given by that bastard..." he muttered. He supposedly had a blind date set up by his two friends- scratch that, set up by the two good for nothing to go meet up with a girl during the evening... What's her name again? He doesn't remember. Bah, who cares...

He could've gone and given a brief "hello, goodbye", and then just spent the rest of his evening doing his own stuff, but no. He just has to call it off over the phone and received endless ranting, dozens of harassing texts in return from the irritating duo, and went out after received a request from the last person he wants to see on the surface of the earth for some reasons. Then now here he was...

"Argh..." he winced at the throbbing pain from his abdomen, tasting a mouth full of liquid iron in his mouth, his visions are beginning to blur, eyelids are getting heavier and heavier on him, threaten to close on him anytime soon.

The young man started to frantically look around his surrounding in desperation, the whole world was spinning in his eyes, he could no longer remember where he was now, he just followed the single dim light he saw few blocks away from here, letting his own body do the rest of the job as his mind was shutting down.

He didn't realize that his body has given up on him, he didn't know he has already slumped on someone else doorstep, all his senses have gone numb...

Before the world in his eyes sunk into the dark, he saw something...

He saw something... Or someone... Warm hands frantically tapped on his face, urging him to stay awake…

What he had said to this person, he doesn't remember…

He felt the person who shifted him was a head shorter than he was and soft…

So this person who helps him is a girl?

Whoever she was, she sure is snappy… Who on earth would slap an injured man on his head just because he want to sleep?

Whatever... doesn't matter, he's too exhausted to care what had happened later…

All he wanted to do was sleep...


Here ends the prolog.

Reviews are most welcome. *wink wink* ;)