Emo: *In a pool of tears* I'M SO *HIC* S-S-SORRY! FOR MAKING YOU WAIT!

Senri: … *Looks at Shiro* It's not only me right?

Shiro: I can see it to…

Hime: … Emo-Chan-

Emo: *hugs Hime* I'M SOO SORRY HIME-CHAN!

Hime: Emo does not own Seiyuu Ka-!

Senri & Shiro: She doesn't have the mind structure for it

Emo: *GLARES*

Hime: … -_-"

*Hime's POV*

I can't handle this… first I see dad- than I talk? This is all impossible! I go to up from the corner of the room that I was currently sitting on and moved to my piano to press the random keys again, all keys turned out to be all out of tune and dark. I dropped my head on the piano only to find it to be one of the stupidest things I've done. I sat up rubbed my head and thought:

'How the hell do the people in the movies not feel that? It fucking hurts!'

I got up convincing myself that me talking was just one of the wrong pressed piano keys-yeah 'cause you know, nowadays piano keys sound like people's voices-Mine to be exact. God, I'm going nuts over this. I went over to see my phone and the first to see the user 'Mizuki' Shiro and my childhood friend. I looked at the phone and attacked it.

(BOLD=HIME) (UNDERLINED=MIZUKI)

"Yo, mizuki. Wat u up 2?"

'O, hey hime. Nothin' much. U?'

"well…:

I dreamed about dad

I just talked

I think I'm going nuts."

'Honto?' (Really?)

"hai"(yes)

'I think I'll visit you guys after my movie and all. Hang on hime. Txt ya later.'

"3:09" I muttered shit! I'm talking-AGAIN! I sighed and picked up the phone to update Shiro on the news.

*NO ONE'S POV*

Shiro looked at the phone in his car's cup-board and grabbed it to see hime calling?

'Must be Akane' thought Shiro as he flipped his phone and answered. He put the phone on speaker, as well as he put the phone on his lap.

"Hey, Akane. What's up?"

"Um…it's Hime…"

"Haha very funny Akane."

Shiro was about to turn and make his way to home and thought about how he was going to yell at Akane for joking around like that.

"Shiro. I'm really talking, can you believe it?"

"H-H-Hime?"

Shiro's eyes widened as he turned and his hands on the staring wheel slipped as he heard the beeps of a truck. Quickly and sharply, Shiro tried to turn the wheel. It wasn't long until you can only see Shiro's blood stained on the windows near him and the air bag was suffocating the poor boy.

"Shiro? Shiro! SHIRO!"

Emo: Sorry it's short! I'll try updating. I'm really sorry.

I kinda have internet probs and my weak body isn't really helping. (I've been having a few heart pains) Knowing my uncle's death anniversary is just 1 day apart from my b-day is a bit nerve wrecking.

Good news: I'm on the Honor Role (Yay!)