Yoriko walked along the pathway, effortlessly avoiding passers-by... which had become pretty much a habit, considering how busy the streets of Tokyo were constantly, no matter the time of day. In fact, she had become so accustomed to the crowded situation that she was able to pull out her phone, tapping at her keyboard.

》From; Yoriko.
》To; Mother.

"Hey mom ^^; Sorry that I'm late... again. I was with Touka. No, she didn't want to stay. Again. Maybe next time? Haha! Xxx"

After she had finished writing the words on the screen, she slipped her phone back into her pocket, staring up to the night sky in which her breath was escaping and fading.

The thought honestly always had Yoriko thinking... What was Touka hiding? Did she have some sort of sleeping disorder? She knew when Touka was trying to make her feel better- or at least she thought she did- and her comment that she always used... you know me, I like my own bed... Always triggered alarms in her head. She was so worried about her.

But was that anything different?

She always seemed to worry about her! Even if she was right there before her, she wanted to wrap her in a hug and tell her she would protect her as much as she possibly could! She deserved it! She deserved to be protected! After all, she did it often enough for herself.

... She shook her head as she began to reach the living areas of the city, her brow furrowing as she stopped in her tracks... staring at...

... construction work?

"What...? Since when was this happening? Geez..."

She began to scout around the closed road, looking for an opening pathway to... no avail. Damn it. It was the only way she had to get home! Why couldn't they have put a notice through doorways and such like usual? Was it really THAT hard?

She shook her head, turning it to face an alleyway. That... was always a route. It went around the backstreets and right into her own... but it was so dark. Dangerous, even. But what could she honestly do? It was her own fault for taking so damn long to go home... right? Damn it damn it.

With her heart in her throat, she took out her phone and put on its flashlight, following the spotlight it had created into the previously dark abyss that was the alleyway. Her steps echoed through the area, her innocent eyes gazing at the buildings surrounding herself. Damn it... what had she gotten herself into? It was so dangerous in here... she didn't know what she could turn the corner to see... what was waiting for her in the soon to be illuminated abyss.

"... I-I should... have called Touka..." She whimpered out, looking around herself as she turned a corner, tears beginning to well in her hazel coloured eyes. She had to focus on something other than the darkness... so she kept her gaze glued upon the white light glaring at the floor below her, wincing at the crunching sounds that her school shoes created with and every small, agonizingly slow steps that she took.

Just... 2 more turns. Two more turns and she was free from this dark hell. Just... 2...

She followed the path around a corner, her eyes gazing around before...

CRASH

She released an eardrum piercing scream as a cat suddenly scurried from behind a trash can, running into the dark night as Yoriko held her chest in shock. God- a cat? She honestly just got scared by a cat of all things in the world... how... like her.

She shook her head and turned another corner, smiling as she saw the exit to her hell.

She shut off the torchlight, smiling to herself as she released a shaky sigh. "Nothing to worry about... I got myself worked up over nothing-"

Right as she said those words...
As soon as she muttered even a hint of hope...
Something... slid around her waist. Red... glowing... about the length of an arm.

Her body froze... unable to move... unable to breathe. She just... remained there... bathing in goosebumps... cold sweats... tears.

No.
What... what was this?

"This won't hurt, sweetie..."

Those words. They were sickly... sickly sweet. Something that she could only imagine hearing in a horror movie that she would sit and occasionally watch with Touka, only to turn it off a mere 20 minutes later because of this exact fear... this tone of voice... this... horrific possibility.

Suddenly, her thoughts left her, to become a dark mess of screams. She was roughly gripped, tugged, shoved, stabbed, let it be named. All she could do was release sounds of agony as her blood dripped onto the ground below herself- Oh God- below- oh so below- she was hanging. The red... THING had somehow slipped around her neck.

Tightening.
Tightening.
Tightening.

She could see stars- purple spots of an unidentifiable kind were polluting her sight- ruining her vision- making the look of her attacker completely unknown to her...

... was... was she going to die?

She could feel it- she was slipping. Blood. Tears. Fuck. Fuck. She was so close to ending.

But... suddenly...

Breath. Sight- breath. Breath. Breathing. She was breathing- pain... overwhelming pain all over her body...

And... she was on the ground.

She gazed up, her blackening vision catching a glimpse of what was happening... her ears finally working enough to hear voices.

"YOU BASTARD!"

Fire. Flames- something indescribable. A burning beauty. A warm, red glow infecting the area around them... wrapping around Yoriko like a warm embrace.

The woman in which the voice had escaped from wore a black trench coat...boots... and a rabbit mask. As well as having pastel pink hair. What in the world was happening?

"HOW DARE YOU!"

She watched as the rabbit masked stranger suddenly leapt into the air... spinning through it as fast as a bullet and slicing into him like a knife through butter.

Her first thoughts were... traumatic. She just... watched someone get sliced up. Oh, God. Oh God oh GOD. what was happening?!

... but...

It... it was over? No more hurting- asides the injuries she had already achieved?

She stared up toward the woman in the mask, seeing her turn her head and walk toward her slowly, causing her to wince and close her eyes in fear.

... but... no pain. She felt her arm slip under her knees; her other hand holding her up by her back as she sluggishly opened her eyes, gazing into the eyeholes that were cut into the top section of her white rabbit mask, which had been splattered in the blood of the that lay on the pavement below herself.

Deep crimson eyes. Glowing crimson eyes...

"...Beautiful..."

And that was the last word she breathed out... before passing out in her arms.

... then she was in the hospital.

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Heya! As a disclaimer, the reason this fight wasn't described very well and isn't being planned to is that this chapter is purely set from Yorikos eyes. If this was Toukas chapter, you would have seen it. But please respect that you didn't see a full fight. More information will be provided in future chapters, further explaining the fight... but that is all.

Thank you~!

~ Kayleigh.