((hey Guest, your review made me fangirl, thank you! Her name is gonna be the same as the infamous Bonnie Parker, search it up! Maybe it runs in the family kukuku. And here goes nothing))

Yuuya Kizami. His family has strong ties to Japan, apparently. Just like this whole district, actually, lots of japanese mommys and daddys' children. That's why there were a lot of pretty people I think, japanese and american mixes are usually quite impressive. Yuuya was no different, a handsome as hell guy. Oh sorry, handsome fucked up as hell guy.
- Call me Kizami.
- No way. This is America, kid. Once you meet someone, that person can call you by the first name. And I like it, it's intimate - he laughs.
- You want to be intimate with me? - I actually took a few seconds for thinking.
- I don't think it could be any other way for me. Or for anyone that sees your true side, either I send you to a hospice, or I become your best friend.
- You think you've seen the true side of me? - he shook his head - Don't be foolish.
Once again I stumbled upon my words, I didn't have an idea of what the King of Creepiness had in store really, but I was curious and cocky, I thought he couldn't scare me. Yuuya took me to his backyard without explaining a single word, and there he started digging. I sang softly Mr. Grave Digger by David Bowie, he laughed all the way, and a few minutes after the song finished he stopped and got up dusting his clothes and hands off. And looked at me, for a reaction. His forever analyzing eyes were something else, but they didn't hold me for long once I got a little sight of what he wanted to show me. Oh the stink.
- ...Were they all yours?
- Not all of them, no.
- ...How long...
- Some have been there for 10 years, let's say the most recent one has three weeks of decomposing.
- ...Are you aware that's how serial killers start? - My mouth was trembling a bit, I read all about it, and facing it in all its glory now... Dead animals. Dead little animals, and not only dead, there were countless visible marks of a thousand stabs and some organs were hanging out, as if played with.
- Yes. Are you going to vomit?
- Don't be ridiculous... - I finally turned away and took a few steps far from the hole. What was I expecting really? That he had buried flowers? I think honestly, I would feel better if it was a human body - Have you ever killed a human being?
- Not yet. Well, not directly - he was right behind me, as if ready to make me his first victim in case I decided to run screaming. A part of me wanted to leave peacefully making false promises and go to the cops, but...
- Cover them again, we're going back to your room.
- ...How do I trust you're not running away the second I turn around?
- Do you have a knife on you? Want to kill me now? Go ahead - I looked over my shoulder and could see he standing there with his eyes burning my neck.
- Why don't you help me covering them? - I turned around with wide eyes shaking my head furiously.
- Don't make me do that, Yuuya... - he chuckled and sighed.
- You still want to be intimate with me?
- ...I stand by what I said.
- Then help me bury them again before my beloved big sister decides to pop up out of the blue, and she doesn't like me.
- I wonder why. Has she ever seen...
- No - he made a gesture for me to go back to the open graves, the smell was getting here already. I obeyed and fell to my knees, using my own hands to grab the earth and cover those poor little things, they probably put up a nice fight. I made a little pray as I did so, but the pray had no traces of any known religions you see, I made it myself based on what I believed. It cheered me up a bit, and I thought it could make their spirits be a little comforted.
Yuuya was right next to me, using the small shovel they had around, probably for the little garden thingy glued to the kitchen's outside wall. His intense stare on me, he probably never showed this to anyone. Did I say probably? I meant certainly. I wondered if anyone in his life had any idea of this, could I be the only one? Should I feel flattered? I probably did.
- KIZAMI YUUYA - I heard a female voice angrily shouting and getting closer as we finished flattening the earth. He looked a bit nervous at the backyard door, and in a matter of seconds glomped me, holding me close to his body with his long arms and smashing his lips to mine. My eyes went wide, but as the door opened and a startled woman took a glance at us I understood, closing my eyes and sliding my hands across his back and around his neck. We started making out in front of her as if we were doing that for some time now, I couldn't hide how amused (aroused) I was.
- Dear God... Kizami, would you stop for Christ's sake? - his sister even stuttered a bit and we stopped to look at her, he had a questioning look that was pretty convincing. She had more japanese traces than him, though his were quite invisible, and gave him a death glare - Answer me when I call you. And what have I told about getting away from my sight when not at school?
- Oh, I'm sorry sis, did you want to watch us? That's quite perverted - she bit her lip, not trusting him for one second. I passed a hand through my hair and took a deep breath, and tried not to fall from the position he put me in.
- Who are you? - she asked me as if I was responsible for him.
- I'm...
- My girlfriend - he answered quickly still holding me close to his chest, she crossed her arms.
- I'm surprised someone had the guts to be. I wish good luck to you - she nodded at me, I giggled, but the woman was dead serious - Go to your room, I have to take care of mother's garden - Yuuya stood up easily and held a hand out for me, I took it and we walked calmly pass her and into the house, I held my breath until I heard him locking the door to his room and let it out more trauma-induced than relieved.
- Fuck! - I slomped down on the bed, covering my face.
- I'm sorry for attacking you like that - he walked over and stood in front of me.
- That's definitely not the worst issue here, Yuuya! - I felt my mouth being covered by a strong hand and he bent over a bit.
- Don't yell - warning eyes, I nodded and he let go, sitting next to me.
- Shit... You're a psychopath.
- Are you really surprised?
- Yes! I thought you were only a sociopath, but you... That... I was wrong!
- That was the whole point of why I showed you that - soon I calmed my nerves, though having someone that any moment could try to stab me and play with my limbs was not something to be calm about - Something got me curious though, did you really mean it when you said I could kill you?
- ...Yes. But those animals, little hamsters, kitties and puppies, they didn't deserve it dammit - I seriously wanted to cry for them.
- I don't care.
- I know that - I was not accepting the fact they were like little babies, just that, and something told me he felt it.
- They are already dead, there's nothing you can do about it.
- Someone should pay for that.
- I'm not going to let you get me arrested, Bonnie.
- I know that too - I was at a lost really. And it made me wonder if I was going to leave this room alive, and the thought made me wonder if I would really care. I had to resolve it in my head, doubts and conflictions would not let me rest in peace.
- What about... You be my girlfriend? - he asked as if pondering, looking for a way out like me. I looked at him, to know if he really meant that. He looked back and smiled.
- Why? Do you really want one?
- Not really, but I feel that having you around isn't so bad. You make me smarter. As dear sister said, no one else would have the guts.
- And I can help you getting away with your deviant ways.
- I can't say that's not in my mind.
- I'm not gonna help you hide a corpse.
- I can be... Honest around you. You don't seem to mind my deviant ways - what was wrong with me again?
- I'm the Queen of the Creepiness - I stared at the floor, he chuckled.
- I think that would make me the God of Creepiness?
- Something like that. Don't get too cocky.
- I like how you think. I like how you don't mind the idea of me killing you, it's fascinating even. You're not bad to look at, too - he caressed my face with the back of his hand - This is the closest I ever got of... Love.
- I suppose I can live with that. Can you promise me something?
- No. Only if I feel like it.
- Let animals out of this from now on and I'll stay by your side.
- ...Deal - and now I was the girlfriend of a future serial killer. I would probably go to jail as well one day, unless he kills me first, that is. I won't lie, I was not pleased at the moment with how things turned out. But I guess I had it coming and I wanted it deep down, I was not stupid. The King and Queen of their own nasty thoughts. I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed, looking in my pocket for my cigarettes.