Red: Don't know what had possessed me to finish this chapter so quick that I even surprised myself. Then again, "Days" chapters are shorter than other stories. I wonder why I didn't finish this story already....?
Koromon: Don't know, don't care. The disclaimer and everything is on the prologue chapter. Go and read it if you want.
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A low voice asked. "Are you sure?"
"He was speaking directly to me so…yes." A faint voice answered.
"But shouldn't it be impossible? I mean, a normal man shouldn't be able to…" The third voice stated nervously.
"It's not really always impossible." The fort voice said, making all eyes focused on him. "It could be a rare case. What's his name?"
"Yagami Taichi."
"Yagami Taichi…Yagami Taichi…what about him?"
"He seems to be a friend of my client."
"Oh?" a grin. "It's going to be interesting, isn't it?"
A glare. A shrug. Noises stopped. A hum.
"Interesting indeed," the forth voice finally said, ending their discussion. "In fact, my friends, we might get to welcome a new company."
Chapter 3: Shinigami
That girl was gone. Again.
After realizing that, Taichi ran around to scan the area for the girl for a moment. But she was no where to be seen.
The brunet released a gulf of breath he didn't know he's been holding.
He tried to calm down his nerve. Maybe she's a fast runner, a really fast runner. Yeah, that must be it. He concluded as he walked toward the stairs to his friend's apartment.
A little voice in his mind told him otherwise.
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It had been weeks since the incident. Taichi, while still wondering, completely put it past him, and tried not to think about it much. He did his routine diary life; wake up, eat, go to school, homework, friends, soccer…etc. It helped getting his mind out of things.
Well, maybe not everything helped. For one, the lecture was boring. He couldn't help but stared at the scene beyond his window while his teacher hadn't finished his intelligent but useless speech. The sky was clear today. It's a shame that they had to be imprisoned in the school building while he wished to be anywhere but in this class. He wanted to, at least, run around or slack off in the field. He wanted to be outside. Yeah. Like that girl in black was doing.
Breath caught in his throat. Taichi did a double look, and almost didn't believe his eyes. There she was. Standing still. Looking up at the building. As if waiting for something. As if expecting someone to notice her.
Him.
The brunet nearly broke a sweat. He closed his eyes then reopened to make sure it's not a trick his mind pulled. He met her eyes. Still empty and eerily lifelessly as he remembered. She turned around, and started to walk.
Taichi immediately sprang up from his seat, startling everyone in class and halting the lecture. He watched the direction she's going and didn't hear his teacher telling him to sit down. The teacher, annoyed, came to see what was wrong. But before he reached his desk, Taichi turned and ran out without a word. His fast footsteps echoed in the hallway. A minute later, he was out of the school building. The teacher and the classmates could only stared at the opened door, dumbfound.
One minute she was around the corner and he almost caught up with her, the next she was gone. When he thought he lost sight of her again, she would be appearing around one corner. It's like a kind of game. Taichi started to suspect if she did this on purpose—to make him follow her trail…to lead him where she wanted him to be.
The chase kept going for thirty minutes until the girl finally stopped in front of an under constructed building. The construction site was pretty busy with many workers around. Many working machines proceeded loud noises that turned off all surrounding sound.
Taichi was about to walk to her…to demand, to ask for answers whatever bugging his mind. The girl suddenly turned to him, eyes so hard and cold that Taichi halted on his step. Then she looked up, just like when she did in his school ground. He followed her sight, and stood frozen.
An echo of wail fell from the sky, seemingly louder than any machine produced, stabbing deep into hearts. He heard an enormous crash, heard a dead silence, felt the stillness of all things around. Like someone pushed the pause button to observe the caught scene, then pushed the play button when satisfied and things became clear again. Much, much clearer.
Cries were every where. People shouting and bawling and yelling. Everything was abruptly mixed up that he couldn't distinguish one word from words, one cry from cries, one scene from scenes, one thing from another. He could only watch and let them pass by.
A flick of moment was caught in the corner of his eyes. He looked at the girl. Only to find that she's now not alone. There's a new company standing beside her. A new black people. It was a tall man with hair as red as burning fire. He was lifting a hand, in a gesture of beckoning someone.
A man in jumpsuit walked toward him as if enchanted. His face was down so Taichi couldn't see. But he didn't miss the trail of rusty smell liquid on the side of his face. When he turned, however, the brunet could clearly see his opened head. Like a watermelon. All red and mushy and sloppy.
He heard a siren. An ambulance, he guessed. But it was useless now. They could never help that guy.
He's already dead.
A realization made his stomach twist and turn in an unpleasant way. It made him feel sick. So sick he wanted to throw up. And he did without minding the waste of whatever left of his lunch.
What…did he just witness?
He eventually looked up, to see that girl standing before him now. He should be wondering about why there wasn't any sound in her movement, but for a moment he didn't care.
She looked down at him, examining, observing, with those cold, lifeless eyes. She didn't say anything. Then she closed her eyes as if she had enough to see. As she gestured to walk away, Taichi shout.
"Wait!"
The girl glanced over her shoulder, waiting as asked. Her black company was nearby, with the guy chained and linked by the hands. The black guy watched them; an amused smirk appeared on his face as if enjoying the show.
Taichi finally gained courage to ask her the question he's dying to know since the beginning.
"Who…no, what are you?"
The black guy looked even more amused while the girl's expression didn't change. She moved her mouth. No voice came straight out. It echoed from every direction, one by one.
We. Are. What. You. See.
A blow of wind. An unfold sound of wings. They were gone. As expected.
All Taichi could think of, as he unconsciously walked back to school, was that he just saw the Death.
No one was going to believe him. Which was just fine.
He wasn't going to tell anybody anyway.
TBC.
Koromon: Reviews would be nice, you know, at least they tell Red that someone's still read this crap. Or else Red's going to mope in a dark corner again.
