2. First Fatalities

"Hey, where's Kaorin?" Yomi asked, holding the last can from her run to the stand. All eyes immediately turned to Sakaki.

"Why are we looking at her?" Torako whispered to Tomo.

"Kaorin's usually hanging around Sakaki. She's obsessed with her."

Torako nodded. "Ahh."

"Why are you all looking at me?" Sakaki asked.

"I think I heard her say something about grabbing something from the house," Kagura said. "But that was kind of a while ago."

Nyamo stood up and began gathering her things. "Well we'd better head back anyway, let's see what the hold-up is."

As they all headed back Tomo nudged her sister with her elbow. "I _told_ you Sakaki was taller than you."

"Okay."

"And that her boobs were bigger."

Up ahead Sakaki blushed and covered herself with her towel.

"Shut up," Torako said.

"Tora-chan's one of us though." Osaka was staring at her chest.

"What is _with_ you?" Torako had met Osaka a couple times before, and every time that girl acted weirder and weirder.

"What the hell?"

They all looked towards the front as they reached the beach house. Nyamo was walking up to her car. "Somebody slashed my tires!"

"Oh, hell." Torako took off towards her parents' vehicle. When she saw it was resting on the rims she pressed her hands to her forehead and swore. "Where's Kaorin? I'm going to kick her _ass!_"

"We don't know she did this," Yomi pointed out.

"Well the list of suspects is pretty short," Kagura said. "And Kaorin's the only one of us without an alibi."

"How about we _find_ her before we go laying blame." Oikawa was looking at the open front door of the beach house.

As soon as they stepped inside they knew something wasn't right. Bags had been dumped out, and smashed cell phones littered the floor.

"Wha . . . what happened here?" Chiyo began backing out of the doorway.

Osaka stepped forward and picked up an orange piece of plastic. "Tomo-chan, I think this one's yours."

"And here's mine," Kagura said.

"I'm starting to regret coming along with you guys," Oikawa muttered.

"Everyone stay here," Nyamo said, motioning for them not to go anywhere. "I'll check the rest of the house."

A moment later they heard a blood-curdling scream.

Kagura arrived in the room first, followed by Yomi and Torako. As they all froze in the doorway the others crashed into them from behind, knocking them forward into the room. They were immediately hit with the coppery reek of blood; it was pooled on the floor, splattered on the walls, and even splashed on the ceiling. There was so much of it that it couldn't possibly have come from the one person laying under the window with her throat cut to the spine.

"COACH!" Kagura screamed and ran to Nyamo's still-squirming body, slipping in the blood and crashing to the floor before scrabbling to her side. "Coach!"

Chiyo screamed as Sakaki pulled her out away from the bedroom-turned-abatoir. Everyone else simply stared, too shocked to say anything. There was a brief sizzle as Torako's cigarette fell from her lips and hit the floor. As Kagura held her in her arms Nyamo made a croaking, gurgling sound before finally dying.

Yomi tried unsuccessfully to comfort a sobbing Kagura as they all left the room and closed the door. In the hall Sakaki was on her hands and knees, looking like she'd just finished throwing up.

Yomi was the first to speak. "We need to get out of here."

Tomo looked close to panic. "How? Our tires are slashed!"

"So we walk," Torako said. "There's a town not too far from here."

"And get killed on the road?"

"Haven't you ever heard of safety in numbers?"

Chiyo spoke up. "We can't leave, we need to find Kaorin!"

"You saw all that blood!" Kagura said as she wiped her eyes. "She's probably dead too."

Oikawa just stared ahead.

"We don't know that," Sakaki said, getting to her feet. "She might be hurt somewhere."

"Or she might be the killer," Osaka said.

Yomi scoffed. "Are you kidding, Kaorin's a kitten."

"It's always the one you least expect," Osaka insisted.

"We can't stay here," Yomi repeated. "If Kaorin is still alive we can send the police once we get to a phone."

"She might be dead by then!" Chiyo sobbed.

"She might be dead _now!_"

Torako spoke again. "We can't do anyone any good if we all stay here and get picked off."

"I'm not leaving," Chiyo said firmly between sobs.

"If Chiyo's staying I'm staying," Kagura said. "Besides, I want to kill this bastard myself."

"I won't run away," Sakaki said.

"It's a battle!" Osaka proclaimed with her usual dead-eyed smile. "I'll stay to assist the forces of justice!"

Torako and Yomi looked pleadingly at Tomo. "I'm staying too," she finally said.

"You're all idiots," Oikawa said. "Torako, please tell me you're getting out of here."

Torako looked defeated. "I can't leave Tomo," she said quietly. "If she's staying, so am I."

"Great, we're all going to die here."

"I suggest we arm ourselves," Yomi said. "There's knives in the kitchen."

**-Author Notes-**

Bye-bye, Nyamo and Kaorin.

Ah, such terrible judgment, so detrimental to life and limb but so essential to there actually being a story after the first murders. I salute you, Slasher Movie Dumbass Logic, and your ability to render even the most rational person too stupid to live.

Also, I'm finding Osaka to be a bit of a pain in the ass to write. Don't get too attached.

(Will all this story's chapters be so shamefully short? Maybe. I don't know, I'm just writing this for shits and giggles.)