The days went by and Akira and Ryou became good friends during that time, were almost inseparable and did almost everything together. But the more days passed, the sadder the white haired man became. Because Akira would soon have to fly back to Germany again... it was late afternoon when they sat together on a bench and ate the ice cream they had bought earlier in an ice cream parlour. The red blonde had picked up a ball of yoghurt ice cream and woodruff, while Ryou had picked out a chocolate ball and one with cherry.
It's a real pity that you have to fly again soon, Akira,"the boy remarked quietly, licking something away from the bullet, whereupon the young girl lowered her head slightly sadly and held the ice-cream cone firmly with both hands.
"I know, but if it works out, maybe next year I'll come back and do it as a high school student."
"Really?Ryou shouted out in surprise immediately afterwards, almost dropping his ice cream. "That would be really cool, Aki!"
"Do you think so?", the red blonde poked her hand and the white hair could only nod.
"Yeah, sure - hey, that would be so awesome if you came back next year. Maybe they'll even be at the same school!"
She nodded with a smile after the enthusiastic statement of her new friend and continued to hold her ice cream in her hands. "Yes, maybe"
Ryou would be really very happy if this would work out, if he would see Akira again next year, because he had grown fond of her within the few days. Never before had he met a girl with whom he could talk about ancient Egypt, about games, books - there was almost no topic in which they could not communicate with each other.
"Okay, what are we going to do today?", the boy asked his opposite number with a smile, and the young girl only shrugged her shoulders briefly.
"Don't know, do you have an idea?"
He, too, shrugged his shoulders. "Not really, to be honest."
"Say you like to play Monster World, don't you? You told me that,"Akira asked her new boyfriend again, who nodded and smiled at her again. "Shall we play together?"
He shouted out "NO!" out of the blue with a clearly panicky voice, raising his hands to eye level, then waving them around. "B-B-But NOT!"
A-but why not?", the red-blonde wanted to know, trying to suppress her tears, because she always reacted a little sensitively when someone raised her voice to her. "I thought you'd like to play that."
"I'm sorry, too, but I think it's better if I go now," he quietly gave her back, just wanted to get away from her when she called him back.
"Ryou, wait, I'm sorry, okay? I don't suggest that anymore, but please don't leave me here alone! I barely know my way around here! Please!"
Fighting internally with himself, he bit himself briefly on the lower lip when he had turned his back to her, briefly grasped at the neck and then turned again to the red-blond whose eyes glittered treacherously.
"I - all right, Akira, I won't leave you alone - promised"
She smiled. "Thank you, Ryou"
"It's all right," he said quietly, sitting down again and playing briefly with his fingers. "I - you know, lately something bad happens when I play this game with someone and I - I don't want to risk putting you in danger too!"
The young girl could not really make sense of the statement of the white haired man, tilted her head a bit to the right, looking at him questioningly. "What do you mean?"
Becoming aware of what he had just said, he waved quickly and panically with his hands, waving off his just made statement. "v-fuck it! I - that was just nonsense, forget it!"
Slowly Ryou Akira became creepy, didn't know how the red-blond would react to how she should answer. "I - but."
"I told you to forget it," he got louder and more panicked, grabbing her by the shoulders. "Please!"
"You, you frighten me," she said trembling, swallowing heavily and looking at him begging. "Let go of me, please. I'd rather go now.
Now you, too, looked at his girlfriend begging, was more than perplexed, left off the red-blond, grabbed his neck again and then turned his head away from her. "Sorry"
The young girl would love to leave now, but somehow she couldn't, had the feeling as if she wasn't supposed to leave now. "What's the matter with you, Ryou?"
Akira, I - should we go for a walk?", he suggested, hoping that she would agree to this now, was more than relieved when the young girl nodded.
"Okay..."
They walked along the park for a while, slowly it became dark and the two of them decided to leave the park, then the lanterns lit up the streets, and they barely spoke when Akira broke the silence.
"I know I should forget, but what exactly did you mean by that? I mean, you don't want to put me in danger?"
It was hard to sigh that she proved to be quite stubborn in this respect, he looked briefly forward, then back at her. "Akira, I really don't want to talk about it, please understand me."
But Akira shook her head and narrowed her blue-green eyes. "I can't, Ryou. I can't understand why a game should be dangerous,"she said quietly, lowering her head and turning her gaze away from him. "I-I must have been wrong about you... better I leave now."
"What? No, please stay here!"he called and looked at her begging as the red blonde was about to turn her back on him. No, he couldn't just let her go... he had to tell her! All right, I'll tell you - I'll tell you,"he suddenly broke off in his words, grabbed his head, the ring lit up easily, as Akira could see, got increasingly scared and was now more than perplexed as to what she was supposed to do.
"Ryou, what is it?" she asked in panic, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You?"!"
"Well, what do you two handsome girls do so alone?" asked an unknown deep voice from the shadows, then stepped into the light of the lantern and was not alone. There were three more guys who made a dangerous impression, with the cunning stuff that was mostly black. One of them came forward with long purple hair and a part of the pony hiding his face. "Hey, kid, is your friend in pain? Shall we help you?"
Akira's heart beat faster, could hardly bring her to rest, noticed how she became more and more restless and didn't know what to do. "I' ll, no, it's okay."
"Oh, come on, baby girl," he came closer to her, grinned,"We just want to help you, so come on, let's go get help together now.
N-no,"she looked to Ryou for help, but he still seemed to be in pain, holding his head. "P-please, I don't want any trouble."
"We're not, either, sweetheart," the boy replied to her, only a few centimeters away from her. "Just having a little fun with a cute little thing like you."
With her eyes now wider, she was frozen, could not resist when he just wanted to grab her, but then someone stood in between. A boy with white hair. Scared, she saw Akira immediately to the place where Ryou was, but he was no longer there, then looked over to the boy with the white hair again. /Ryou? /
"Sorry, boy, but the little girl is mine, so you better get lost before you end up sorry."
Unimpressed, the lila-haired man looked at his opponent with his dark eyes, then put his hands in his pocket and laughed disparagingly. "You better forgive yourself, kid and don't stand in our way or we'll get angry"
"Ryou", Akira now registered for the word of Akira, looking at the white haired one as she stood next to him, begging. "Please let us go - please, Ryou"
Immediately the boy turned to her, looked at her with his suddenly much colder brown eyes and his hair looked wilder than before. "Just shut up and don't mention the name of my host ", he said with a now deeper voice, touched the girl's chin and grinned at her disastrously. "And don't you dare run away from me."
Shaking, she saw the white haired man in the cold brown eyes, then let go of her and turned to the four before him. /Ryou, what's the matter with you... /, she thought worried, could hardly suppress her fear, soothe her furious heart and would have liked to run away, but something hindered her, couldn't move a millimetre.
"Well, you're still here, aren't you longing for death, mortals?"
While the other three walked back a few steps in intimidation, the one with the purple hair did not let himself be unsettled, grabbed the white hairy at the collar and pulled him closer to himself. You know, if the girl here hadn't called you Ryou, I would have thought you were a woman,"he said smiling, pulling the boy even closer to him so that he could feel his warm breath on his skin. "Too bad you're a guy - it's not gonna end well for you, boy"
The white haired man laughed mockingly, grabbed the assailant's hand, loosely freed himself from the grip, thereby consolidating his own, on which the lila haired man with a painfully distorted face was forced to the ground, and then looked angrily upwards as it happened. The now changed Ryou kicked the boy directly in the face with his knee, didn't leave it in one fell swoop, didn't stop when the boy was splashing blood and didn't stop when he stopped moving. Akira screamed in panic, but was still unable to move. "PLEASE STOP -RYOU!"
With a crazy smile, he looked straight at the other three when his first victim didn't even move a muscle. They tried to run away, but they couldn't escape the demon with the white hair. Only one was left and he also wanted to kill him when Akira interfered, hooked himself into his arm and tried to pull the white haired man away from the boy left over. "STOP IT!"
He shouted at her, hurled her away, then was more than angry that the other could escape him and decided to take it out on the red blond. "He got away because of you, baby girl! You'll pay for that!"
Akira was frozen again, looked at her boyfriend's blood-stained clothes, trembled and struggled with tears, then tried to move in front of him, but the white haired grabbed her by the back of her hair, dragged her back to herself, and the red-blond grasped at her grabbing hand, and this pulling pain only got worse. "Ouch, you're hurting me, stop it, Ryou!"
Stupid little girl,"he whispered in the dark, put his arm around her neck like a noose and breathed against her hair. Comparing me to this weak mortal should be punished...", he looked at the whimpering, trembling in his grasp, could not resist a diabolical smile. "Are you scared, baby girl?"
She didn't say anything about it, continued to tremble, noticing how the fear tied her throat, grabbed the boy's arm and once again didn't know what to do. "P-please let me go, please."
"Remember one thing, little girl," he breathed darkly into her, tightened his grip and pulled her to such an extent that she could hardly hold her feet to the ground. "You better not mess with me and try not to understand what's going on here. She could only hear the last sentence distorting, because in the middle of it she lost consciousness, now unconsciously hung in the boy's grip, who immediately drained it off and dropped it to the ground. Sleep tight, girl.
