Atashi wa Shiru-chan
Chapter 3
I could feel a thick shadow cloud over me. My body felt numb and heavy, I felt like I was drowning. My eyelids weighed a ton, but I still tried to open them. The room and the sky outside were dark. It was night I think, and I'm in a small room. There is only a single bed which I'm on, a small wooden desk with a wooden chair and a door to the washroom. My body ached of pain and my head was ringing like church bells. I felt so crappy.
I got up from the bed and twitched at the pain. I dragged myself to the washroom and looked at my reflection in the mirror. My skin and face were so pale and cold. My hair was a disaster and there were bruises on my neck. My knee killed and I realized it was bandaged. It was only a scrape but it hurt much more. I wonder if that guy fixed my knee. I sat on the floor and un-bandaged my knee, it was bleeding much more than it was before. It was as if the cut got bigger and it throbbed painfully. I put new bandages on and walked out of the washroom then sat on the bed.
I didn't know where I was or why I haven't been killed yet. I had so many questions running through my head and yet none were answered or even made sense. Why was this guy trying to kill me anyways?! I don't even know him (=3=). Suddenly, I felt the bed shift weight on one side and I turned to see who it was. The guy the tried to kill me was sitting right behind me, mask on, tattered clothing, everything. He said is a low whisper," Don't move." I didn't move an inch and I held my breath. I let out some air and looked at his eyes.
"How come I'm not dead yet?" I asked him. He didn't say anything so I asked something else. "Why are you coming after me? What do you want? Who are you? Where are we and can you stop bothering me?" He just stares at me with his cold eyes. I feel my spine shiver. Again in a low whisper, as if he isn't trying to wake up a sleeping kitten, he asks," How did you make that gun appear?" I couldn't believe him, I was the one asking questions here, not him!
"Why do you want to know?" I ask, getting really annoyed. Then he replied, "If you answer me first, then I'll give a few answers to your questions..." I sighed and said," Fine." I turned my whole body to face him and began to say," I can make things come into reality if I focus my powers on what I imagine. I have a lot of spiritual powers, so I can create things by compressing my powers together. It only works if I can concentrate well and I don't have a huge amount of spiritual power so, I can only do so much." I take a breath from explaining my confusing weirdo powers. He looks at me, and then shifts his eyes off to the side and what looks to me as thinking. "Okay now it's your turn to answer my questions."
He says, almost as if he is mocking me. "All of them!" Seriously, this guy is a huge mystery to me. "I'll only tell you what I want." Oh my god, he is so annoying! I want to slap him and leave, but I don't think he'll let me. "Okay fine, just start talking." He gets up off the bed and sits on the wooden chair, facing me. "You aren't dead because I didn't kill you." Ok I think I know that much Mr. Obvious. "My name is Hiro, just Hiro. I'm an assassin who was sent to kill you. Reason is beyond my knowledge. We're in an abandoned house."
"Wow, that's soooo descriptive...so you just come to kill me because you're told to. Well if you're supposed to kill me, why haven't you then? You could've killed me before." He looks out the cracked window and says," Because I have my reasons." I'm going to rip this guy's head off! Assassin my butt, they're so back in the middle ages. I got off the bed and headed towards the door out. He moved in front of me, blocking my way. "Move, if you're not going to kill me then can you let me go?! You're really annoying, please leave me alone." He doesn't move and I try to push him away even though I know it's useless. He grabs one of my wrists and I struggle, trying to break free. I push his face away and grab his mask. He throws me to the floor and I remembered how much my body ached. I bit my tongue when I feel to the floor. I looked up at him and my eyes widened. I seem to have taken off his mask...
His face was...was... beautiful. His face was smooth and well shaped. His lips curved in a way where anyone would think, Oh my, what kissable lips you have. His jet black hair and amber eyes matched his face well as if they were all meant to be together. He opened his mouth slightly to say," I didn't say I wouldn't kill you. It's just; you're very different than most people I've killed." I could hear his voice clearly now. His voice was soft yet strong, it was deep in a very attractive way and his words flowed like sweet vanilla. "T-then what do you want from me?" I stuttered on my words, still mesmerized by his face and voice.
He didn't say anything for a while..."I want your blood..." He bent down so we were on the same eye level. He leaned in closer to me and my heart throbbed faster. Up close he was even prettier, I could hardly breathe. His hand slid up from my ankle to me knee, then unwrapped the bandages. I managed to say," W-what are you doing?" The bandages fell to the floor and my cut was exposed. Slowly, he put his fingers on the cut and suddenly, I felt cold there. I watched where he touched me and could see blood was dripping out of me. It was being absorbed through his fingers. I wanted to scream but my voice wouldn't come. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He was draining me of my blood just by touching my cut. The blood felt tingly as it flowed out of me.
I had to do something or else I won't have any blood left to live! But before I could do anything, he took his fingers off me and moved away. I breathed heavily, trying to understand everything I just saw. Hiro...who is he? Or more, what is he? He picked me up and laid me on the bed and hovered over me. Hiro cupped my chin and leaned in closer to me. His lips touched mine and they were so warm. Then, he stuck his tongue into my mouth! He stuck his tongue in!!! Then I remembered, I bit my tongue when I fell... Oh no.... My body started the heat up and I could feel him bring himself closer. Gah, he doesn't even like me, he just wants my blood! His hand was on my knee as well and I could feel my body become numb. Ugh I'm going to die from loss of blood and too much excitement!!!
I tried to say something but his mouth on mine only made me make a mumbled sound. His tongue wrapped around mine and I could taste more blood in my mouth. I pushed him off me and his body went away from mine. I guess he didn't mind stopping. I breathed trying to get air in my lungs. I sat up and looked at him with an angry face. "How dare you!! Ugh I feel so sick and weak now... I never even kissed a guy before...What are you doing to me?!"
He made a smug looking smirk and said," Taking your blood."
