Sunday. No class. No practice. Pure relaxation. That was what makes Sunday, Akaashi's favorite day.

Lying down on the couch. Akaashi closed his eyes as he cleared his mind. A day with nothing to think about. It was pure bliss.

That was until his peaceful moments were interrupted by his phone ringing. His eyes twitched as he heard that particular ring tone. It was the ring tone he specifically set for [y/n].

He was very tempted to ignore the call but he knew she'll be whining about it tomorrow if he really did ignore her.

Sighing, Akaashi accepted the call. "Yes, [y/n]-san?"

"Keiji-tan! Help me!" she cried over the phone.

Akaashi sat up. She sounds like she was on trouble. "[y/n]? What's wrong? What happened?"

"I'm going to die! She's coming for me!" she was panicking.

"Calm down! Who is she?! What was going on?!" Akaashi was also beginning to panic. He heard about some serial murderer who just enters someone's home. He knew that [y/n] was alone. Bokuto were living on the university dorms while their parents were out of the country. Akaashi couldn't really understand how they could leave someone like [y/n] alone. Her mindset were almost the same as a child. Do they really think she was capable of taking care of herself? He do know that they hired someone to come over to clean the house and cook for [y/n] but that person leaves after all her work was done and just come back the next day.

"Come! Please! Help me! She'll come here! I'll die!" she screamed.

Akaashi stood up and run out of his house. "I'm coming! Go out of the house if you can!"

"I'm scared! I can't move from where I am right now!" she sobbed.

"Alright. Find weapon or anything." Akaashi said. "And relax. I'm coming. I'll call you later. I have to call the police first." Akaashi said and ended the call, not even waiting for [y/n] to reply. He dialed the emergency hotline. "Hello? I need help."

[y/n]'s body shook as she sat at the corner of the bathroom frozen. One of her middle school classmate sent her a video tape with a note saying 'Help me! Watch this please!'.

Curiously wondering what the tape was all about, she watched it only to see a very disturbing video she has ever seen.

There were different scenes on the video. The first scene started with a man looking down from the top of a well. It was followed by a creepy woman combing her hair in front of the mirror and a lot more creepier girl walking to her. Then, some newspaper clippings with a kanji of 'eruption' floating on top of the clippings. Then comes some people crawling. The shot became more disturbing as the scene changed into man with a towel covering his face pointing at something. Then it changes into a scary eye with a kanji of 'sada' reflected on it. And then, there's a well. Just a well.

[y/n] hastily turned the TV off. She knows that video. She was sure she heard something about it back on her middle school. A video that will kill you in one week.

She was scared. She tried contacting her parents and her brother but no one were answering. So in the end, she decided to call the one who will most likely rescue her, Akaashi.

"Keiji-tan... Hurry..."

Akaashi finally reached the Bokuto household. He has been there before once (although he didnt get in, he just hand the note to Bokuto's mother at the door and left) when Bokuto got sick and he was tasked to bring some notes to him.

The cops were still not there. With no other choice, Akaashi pulled the cutter he brought and check whether the door was open. Not an ideal weapon but on his panic, it was all he managed to grab.

Je felt his heart quickened as he realized the door was open. [y/n] said 'she she'll come here'. Does this mean 'she' was already there?

Careful not to make any sound, Akaashi opened the door and entered. It was quiet. The whole place seems fine. No mess or any sign of struggle. He looked around. His first priority was to get [y/n] out of that place.

Slowly, he head to the kitchen. The place was empty and everything were on place. Akaashi turned and checked the other part of the house. He was beginning to worry more as he couldn't find any sign of [y/n]. Just then, he heard a sound coming from the bathroom. Holding the cutter tightly, he creeped towards the bathroom. He pressed his ears on the door and heard soft sobbing.

"[y/n]!" Akaashi threw the door open as he confirmed that it was [y/n].

"Keiji-tan." she sobbed.

"Are you alright?! What happened?!" Akaashi asked as he kneeled in front of her.

"I'll show you..." [y/n] said and took Akaashi's arm. She then lead him out of the bath room to the living room.

"This is..." Akaashi stared blankly at the video tape she handed him. [y/n] told him not to watch it because 'he will die'. She was so desperate and were begging him not to watch it, so even though he wanted to see what it was, he decided not to and to just ask her what was in there. But as she explained, he remembered the movie Bokuto brought to his house one Sunday and watched it with all the Fukurodani members. "...the ring."

He turned his eyes to [y/n] not sure whether to be angry or what. She do looked scared and she wasn't joking or anything. She was also shaking badly.

Just then, a knock sounded on the door. [y/n] clung to his arm. "Was it her?" she whispered.

Akaashi sighed. He knew who it was. He was on a serious trouble. He head to the door with [y/n] following him.

As expected, they got in trouble. The police man was on his phone, talking to [y/n]'s parents who finally answered their phone.

On the couch was him and [y/n] who was now sleeping, still clinging on him.

After a short while, the policeman ended the call and turned to him. He looked down to [y/n] with pitying look making Akaashi wonder what's wrong.

"I talked to her mother. The girl actually has DPD."

Akaashi looked up to him wideeyed. He read something about DPD before. Dependent Peraonality Disorder. He knew [y/n] was strange but he wasn't expecting she actually has a serious disorder.

"She has a bad case of immaturity. It was a subtype under DPD." the police sighed. "I'll let this incident go and I'll contact this 'old middle school friend's' parents who sent her this."

"Thank you. I'm sorry for the trouble." Akaashi apologized.

The police man smile. "Nah, it was okay. It was actually quite funny how she fell on this prank but it wasnt funny seeing how this trauma would affect her." he shook his head. "Anyway, her mother said she contacted her sister. The aunt of this girl will be here any moment now. Is it okay for you to stay here until she arrives? I could stay but I seriously needed to return to the station. We lack people these days."

"Its fine. I'll stay here." Akaashi, unable to stand thanks to [y/n] clinging to him, just bowed his head. "Thank you again."

"Okay. Goodbye." the police said and left.

Akaashi sighed as he heard the front door close. He turned to the sleeping [y/n]. He kinda feel bad for all the times he thought of her as an annoyance.

He reached up and gently stroke her head. He has a feeling she has found him as someone to depend on. From what Bokuto, the older one, said, their parents cares a lot more on their business than any other thing. He doubt, [y/n] would depend on people like those. Even if she do, she might only end up lonely if they decided to put their business on top priority than her.

Bokuto wasn't exactly someone you can depend on. Actually, it also seems that Bokuto Koutarou has the same disorder but not too much, after all, he was still capable enough to take care of himself. [y/n] however...

"Sorry." Akaashi whispered. "I'll take care of you. So you don't have to be scared anymore..."

TO BE CONTINUED