I'm back!

Sorry for not updating for so long. I was busy with school works and exams.

And GODDAMN! 4 favorites, 8 followers and 4 reviews after a single chapter?! Wow, I didn't expect this to happen, so thank you so much, guys! This gives me even more courage to write.

Now, enough talking. Let's start right away!

Enjoy!

Chapter 2: Trapped

"Osana!"

A black-haired man with black eyes rushed into a room in an abandoned building. As soon as he slammed the door open, an unpleasant scene locked into his eyes.

The room was pitch-black with only a dim light bulb as the only source of light. Dust and small broken pieces of the building are all over the room. But the detail that made him hurt the most was the woman. The orange-haired woman's hands and legs were tied to a column by strong ropes in the middle of the room. Her eyes were tightly shut and her face was down to the ground, as she was in unconsciousness. She was wearing her usual outfit, which was a pink T-shirt with white sleeves and white polka dots, blue jeans and pink shoes.

Seeing her like this made him feel very hurt and want to find the person who did this to her so badly. But his mind reminded him that he needed to get her out of here first.

"Don't worry Osana! I'm getting you out of this building right away! You'll be safe!"

Just right after he finished, a metal bar hit him hard on his head, making everything in his view go black.

"Urg… my head."

He groaned as his eyes slowly opened. His body was aching and his head was pounding like crazy. He raised one hand up to rub it, but was unable to due to something holding his hand back. He tried a few times but failed. When he looked down at his hands, he realized that they were tied tightly to the chair by the same type of ropes. Panicking, he looked down at his legs and saw that they were like his hands, tied up to the chair. He tried to break free, but failed as well.

"You finally came, Taro Yamada."

A female voice spoke up out of nowhere. Although it sounded mysterious and scary, it seemed familiar to him, and he hoped that person wasn't the one he was thinking about.

His fear became true.

Stepping out of the dark shadow was another woman. She has black eyes and matching black hair that is tied into a high and long ponytail. She wore a simple short-sleeves white shirt with golden trim and unbuttoned collar, black jeans and black shiny shoes. On her hand was a knife, which she held dangerously as she approached Taro.

"A… Ayano…! It's… it's really you!"

"Hello again, roommate." She whispered.

"Ayano! You… you… Why are you doing this?! Let us go!"

"Shhh…" She put her other hand on his lips, silencing him. "Quiet… Quiet…"

"Ayano… why are you doing this…? Why…?" He quietly asked.

"I never meant to call you out." Ayano said. "I've always seen behind your smoke and mirrors. I've been watching you and her spending happy time together. Everything, I know everything about you and her."

"J… Just why?! Answer me!" He yelled angrily. "Don't you try to change subject! Answer me!"

"Oh, sweetheart, please don't yell at me."

"I don't care! Just answer me and let us go!"

"Can't you see it, Taro?" She asked as she leaned down so that her eyes were the same level as his. "It really isn't hard to see…"

"See what…?" He asked as his anger seemed to die down at her seriousness and her rather hurtful expression.

"… the truth that's rotting underneath."

Ayano then moved her head away from him and turned her gaze to Osana, who was still in unconsciousness. She slowly walked toward her and stopped midway, standing between the two. She went silent for a while before speaking up again.

"You're blaming me for doing this, right? Why can't you see that it's your fault instead?"

"W… what do you mean?"

She gripped her shirt with her other hand and turned around to face him once again. "It's your fault! Your fault! Why weren't you honest from the start?"

"I…I… What did I do wrong…?"

"You know…" Ignoring him, she continued. "I've always thought that she must have liked you."

"She… she really have, Ayano, and she still does until now-" He was cut off when a smirk formed on her lips, which sent shiver down his spine.

"She's just a temptress, don't you know? She'll say she loves you, even though, she only wants to steal your soul."

"What are you talking about? Stop these nonsense, Ayano Aishi! Osana is not like that! She loves me, and I love her as well!" He shouted in both fear and anger.

Ignoring his words once again, she approached him while keeping the smirk on her face. Once she was in front of him again, she lowered her head down a little before placing a hand under his chin. She looked him straight and deep into his eyes, preventing him from resisting.

"I'll save you."

I think that I did a little crappy in this chapter. I dunno, what do you think? Tell me in your review and I'll see you again pretty soon.

Bye!