Author's Note: We check in on Kiku and Sena for the first time this season. I really need to change it up for my dear Kiku and his misery. We're just pretty much going in a circle at this point. Luckily, I will get that chance this season. You will just have to come along and see. Already, I know what I am doing next week. I will try to make these longer. Wish me luck next week.


Match Three: Enenra:

He just stares out the window all day. This was the only time he ever got out of bed. Sena sat by Kiku's side and rubbed his shoulder.

"You'll be okay, honey," she whispered. Her words meant nothing to him. Sena to have known that by now. Whether she did or not, she would not say. She turned her head when she heard a knock on the door. A nurse stood in the doorway.

"Oh, is this a bad time?" she asked. Sena didn't say anything. The nurse shifted in place for a moment.

"Uh… I am just here to take his tray away," she said. "I could come back later if you like."

"No, it's fine," Sena said. The nurse still looked confused.

"O… Okay," she said. Sena turned back to her husband as the nurse started cleaning up. She didn't know when or if he would ever come back. The black marks started to spread down to his feet. He had perpetual red scratches down his back. Little nixes covered his forehead. The doctors couldn't figure out where they were coming from. They asked Sena questions and she didn't have an answer for them. She began to despise the judgmental looks the hospital staff gave her.

"I am not abusing him," she told one of the physicians last night.

"I didn't say you were," he told her in a calm voice. Sena folded her arms across her chest and frowned.

"You were thinking it though," she muttered.

"I can promise you that we aren't," the doctor said, still sounding like he was calming down an upset child.

"I can see it in your eyes," Sena said. "All of you!"

"I understand how you feel," the doctor said. "You are just tired." She shot him an ice-filled glare.

"Don't patronize me," Sena hissed. She turned and walked down the hall. They didn't understand. How could they?


Right now, Sena sat on the floor of the bathroom in Kiku's room.

"I don't know what to do him," she said on her phone. "He's getting worse. I can't reach his therapist. The staff doesn't know where he is either." Sena sighed and pushed her bangs upwards.

"He's much calmer now. He just looks out the window all day. No, he doesn't eat all. He doesn't move at all. It's been going on for weeks." She looked out into the room.

"Hm? I did get some sleep last night. I'm fine. You don't need to worry me. It's Kiku you need to worry about." She dropped her hand by her side.

"I understand. But I can't leave him. These doctors and staff are that stupid. They won't believe me. I don't even know how to explain it. Okay, okay. I understand. I will keep you posted." Sena looked down at her phone. She could feel herself shaking again.


Time was about to run out. Only one more gate left to open in Ikebukuro. That damned woman wasn't the only one visiting him now. The other day, he heard the door opening behind him. Sena wasn't supposed be here for another three hours. Kiku slowly turned his head.

A woman dressed in a lacy black dress with a big matching hat stood in the doorway. The site of her tied up Kiku's stomach in knots. Every inch of his body froze.

"Good morning, Honda-san," the woman said. Her voice sounded sweet but dripping with acid. She walked over to him on his bed and circled to the front. This woman gave off a low whistle.

"My, my, my," she said. The woman took him by his cheeks.

"Poor poppet," she said in a low voice. "She calls you every night, doesn't she? Must be exhausting, isn't it?" The woman let go of his cheeks and chuckled to herself.

"There, there," she said. "It will all be over soon. After all…" The woman leaned in close to his ear. Her toxic words made his eyes widen. Kiku's body shivered as the color drained from his face. The woman pulled away smiling as he broke down screaming.

"Yes, let it all out," she hissed.

"What's going on in here?!" another woman asked. The woman in black looked up to see Sena standing in the doorway, glaring at her.

"Oh, you must be the wife," the woman in black said. "Nice to meet you. My name is Hecate Mayfair."

"I don't care," Sena said. "My husband is not supposed to have any visitors in here. Get out of here or I will call security on your ass." Hecate put up her hands.

"Fine," she said. "I was done here, anyway." The nightcomer walked by with a smile on her face. But not before adding one more thing that only Sena could hear.

"We will see each other again during the end, dear Okinawa," Hecate whispered. By the time Sena turned around, the woman in black was already gone. She shivered but then shook her head to herself. Sena muttered something to the effect of how this hospital needed better security.


Hecate already did her damage to Kiku on her visit. Through his fragile mind, he recognized who she really was.

It was her!

Kiku could feel every time a Gate of the Apocalypse was being opened. Invisible claws dug into his back, the tips inching closer to his heart. With each opening, Kiku grew sicker. He didn't want to sleep anymore. Trays of his food started piling up in the corner of the room. Sena had to be the one to wash him in the morning. He looked so pale, so thin. It was a miracle that his hair didn't start falling out. Sena was starting to look worn out for caring for him. When was the last time she got any sleep?

For now, everything felt calm. But he knew better.

It's coming.

Kiku held out his wrists. He hadn't heard her voice in his head as of late, but he knew that she was still there. He could feel her eyes on his scratched up back.

The poor man shut his eyes.

Screaming and flaring danced around his ears. There she was again. The Woman in Red stood before me with no emotion on her face. Every inch of Kiku's body screamed, "run." But he couldn't move. The Woman in Red moved her mouth as if to say something. He narrowed his eyes.

What are you saying?

Though he could not hear what she was saying, he understood her words. He had an idea of where the last target was on his body. The Japanese man grabbed at his head.

"No… No… No!" he said. Only, no sound came out his mouth. It choked him to scream. A graceful hand rested on his head. He couldn't even bring himself to look up. Her eyes never left him.

Then she said something that sealed what was coming next. Those were the same words that Hecate told him. There was no sound but he already knew what was coming next. When the Woman in Red finally said, Kiku's hand went limp by his side.

It would only be a matter time before act one was over.


Hours later, Sena came back to check on her husband. To her horror, she found Kiku lying on the floor, shaking.

"Baby? Baby?!" she screamed as she ran over to him. She grabbed him by the shoulder and shook him gently. His inky eyes looked so empty. The man tried to speak but his words came out choked up.

"Kiku? Kiku?! Somebody help!" Sena shouted. She reached over and hit the panic button. The whole time, her husband could hear everything albeit feeling like he was underwater. He began to remember what Hecate and the Woman in Red told him on their unwanted visits in the hospital. Could it be that this moment has started now?

"Tiger, tiger burning bright in this dying world. I cannot wait to be your bride on the sea of corpses."