I've been lazy TT I'm sorry…
Well, technically I should be allowed to be lazy, I was sick.
Actually, I'm still sick… but I'm a little better.
Still feel like a dead person though T^T so sad
Anyways, enjoy Chapter Seven written by sick me, physically and mentally! *smiles weakly* Just enjoy!
It was around 12 in the morning. Len was still awake from the events that had taken place a while ago. He sighed, sketching out the last details of his picture. The blonde Kagamine smiled at his work. It was him, carrying Rin out of a burning building. He hugged his notepad, and placed it neatly at the foot of his bed.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Confused, Len walked over to answer it. And who was there?
Yuki.
"What is it?" Len grumbled, edging her inside the room so he could close the door. The little girl looked sad, "I'm sorry, Mr. Kagamine, that you feel I've done something to hurt your sister." He sighed, "Look, I didn't mean to make you feel bad. I just… I'm sad that I don't know who hurt my sister, that's all."
"Well, pardon my interference, but you two are ten. You can't exactly help each other all the time…" Yuki's power floated away near the end of the sentence. She wasn't trying to make Len feel like he couldn't do something. "I understand…" Len muttered. He then leaned close to the little girl, and shooed her out of the room.
"Len…" Whispered a voice.
Len didn't budge from the bed.
"Len…" The voice repeated, getting a little stronger.
The Kagamine still didn't budge.
Something darted around the shadows, calling, "Len… Len…"
And that something jumped on the foot of his bed. This shook the boy a little. He raised his head tiredly, "Huh?"
The 'thing' came out of the shadows at the bottom of the bed. Len, just awakening, could only distinguish shining red eyes. He gasped, "What're you doing?"
"I am hungry…" The 'thing' growled, inching closer and closer to Len's face, "And I need food."
"What do you-"
He was cut off by a howl, and his blood splattered all over the walls.
As the 'thing' began engorging its-self, the red liquid ruined the last lines of Len's perfectly sketched picture.
That was just horrible.
I mean, seriously! I don't even know wtf that was!
Anyways, please R&R this horrible story, and tell me that it's not horrible so I'll feel better.
