Battle Royale: Day 1
~Day 1, 0.30am, the game begins~
Hamasaki Eriko stepped out into the cold midnight air. The cruel game had just started. Where could she hide? What could she do? Where were Ayami and Yamato? Cautiously, she walked on when she stopped seeing Yamato facing Ono Taichi, who was pointing an arrow in a bow at Yamato.
"What are you doing?" Yamato asked. He had to be careful with Ono, who had never been on good terms with him.
"Isn't that obvious?" replied Ono as he tried to shoot Yamato.
Eriko rushed forward and grabbed Yamato's arm and ran off with him, "Baka! Don't just stand there!" As the two of them fled, Ono continued shooting at them. An arrow hit Eriko's shoulder and she stifled a scream. Ono was about to run after them when he felt something sharp pierce through him and saw the edge of a bloodied sword sticking out from his stomach before he collapsed onto the ground. Behind him, stood Takana Hikaru, still holding on to the sword that had just sinned.
~Boys #7, Ono Taichi dead, 40 to go~
Yamato and Eriko finally stopped, breathless, at the opening of a cave along the coastal area of the island. "What were you doing, Baka? You almost got killed!"
"Sorry," Yamato replied. "Are you okay?" He examined Eriko's arm then quickly let go of it when he realized what he was doing.
"That hurt, idiot!"
"Sorry,"
"Nevermind," Eriko sighed. "You really are stupid. Go inside the cave; it should be safe. I'm going to find Ayami."
"No, don't," Yamato held her back. "It's dangerous now and you're wounded. You can go look for her tomorrow. How's your wound?"
"It hurts! Let's go in the cave then. I've got to dress my wound."
Inside the cave, Eriko grasped a rock there tightly with her wounded arm while using her good arm to pull out the arrow. That second was excruciating, and Eriko screamed out loud. Yamato, the 'nerd' he was, only stood there watching as Eriko washed her wound, and ripped off a piece of cloth from her skirt to wrap around her wound.
"You're thinking of Chizuro, aren't you?" she asked when she was done.
Yamato merely nodded his head, before asking, "Why did you save me?"
"Because my brain temporarily went out of order and thus I did a stupid thing."
"You can still be sarcastic at a time like this. You always have nothing nice to say. Can't you be more feminine?"
Eriko made a face, "I have the 'cute innocent' look. Isn't that enough?" Yamato pretended to puke. *** "Yanagi, don't run so fast!" cried Recca. "Where are you going?"
Yanagi did not stop until she reached a cliff facing the sea, "Recca-kun, I don't think I can kill anyone, nor do I want to see anyone get killed. I don't even want to play this game. Recca, I hope you will survive this game." Finishing her words, Yanagi jumped down where the waves crashed intensely upon her and on the rocks.
"Yanagi!" Recca shouted, before he reached into his bag for his knife, "Let me join you, Yanagi." Recca then slashed his stomach open with the knife. His last words were "Forgive me Yanagi, I won't survive this game."
~Girls #15, Sakoshita Yanagi dead; Boys #5, Hanabishi Recca, dead; 38 to go~
"Who's there?" Murai Natsuki asked as she heard a rustle of leaves behind her and pointed her gun at the unseen intruder. A girl stepped out from the trees. Natsuki heaved a sigh of relief, "Sakura, it's so good to see you."
Morishima Sakura smiled, "Natsuki, you alright? That's your weapon? You're lucky!"
Natsuki shook her head, "What's yours?"
Sakura took something from her jacket as a piercing scream rang through the air. Natsuki dropped her gun as she clutched onto her right arm, which was bleeding and feeling from the wound inflicted on her. Opposite her, Sakura stood smirking, holding the chained battalion (I don't know what that sort of weapon is called and I don't know how 2 describe it) she had hit Natsuki with.
"Why?" Natsuki stuttered in disbelief. Sakura strode over and picked up the gun, pointing it at Natsuki's forehead. "I thought we were best friends," Natsuki pleaded.
"Why?" Sakura's tone was icy, unlike her usual angelic tone. "Because I want to survive. I'm sick of acting so good and obedient all the time. In the end, I get nothing and I have to play this game. So I decided, I won't be good anymore; I'll survive, even if I have to resort to underhand means. Die, Natsuki-chan." As she pressed the trigger, a teardrop slid down her cheek and she whispered inaudibly, "Gomen, Natsuki, I don't want to die."
She kept hers and Natsuki's weapon as she walked off and passed the bodies of Yamashita Midori and Yamada Tomoya, who had hung themselves together. I won't allow myself to end up like that, she thought.
~Girls #12, Murai Natsuki dead; Girls #10 Yamashita Midori dead; Boys #15 Yamada Tomoya dead; 35 to go~
"Hey, aren't you the transfer student?" asked Kitano Namiko as she spotted the tall, cool guy. "Can I follow you around this game? It's comforting to have a suave guy by my side." Namiko put on a sexy voice, "Please? Btw, what's your weapon? Let me have a look."
Without his consent, Namiko snatched his bag and took a look and laughed, "A rubber duck? Why don't you use mine? Here, it's a machine gun; pretty cool, huh?"
Aizawa Koichi looked at her coldly before he took the machine gun from her hands and shot her. Namiko fell backwards as she screamed, "What are you doing? You can't be that heartless! I gave you my weapon!" Aizawa remined silent as he walked over towards her, and tilted her chin up, his grip on her chin tight. Then, he aimed the machine gun at her mouth and shot her once more. The sounds of the bullets drowned Namiko's screams of fear and pain at the last moments of her life. Aizawa then took her machine gun and walked off.
~Girls #17, Kitano Namiko dead, 34 to go~
Day 1, 6.30am
The loudspeakers blared Minamoto's voice all over the island, "Rise and shine all of you out there. Here's the death toll so far: Boys #7, Ono Taichi, Girls #15, Sakoshita Yanagi, Boys #5, Hanabishi Recca, Girls #12, Murai Natsuki, Girls #10 Yamashita Midori, Boys #15 Yamada Tomoya, Girls #17, Kitano Namiko. Total of 7 dead. Now for the danger zones."
Fuuko gasped from where she was. Yanagi and Recca were dead! Impossible! They had braved so many battles together. How could they just die like that? Beside her, Domon was also looking stunned. *** Ayami heaved a sigh of relief! Neither Eriko nor Keisuke were dead yet! She lunged for the door of the small hut. "Where are you going?" Imai Kyoko asked her. The two of them, with a few other gals, had formed a group of allies and were now at a small house on the island. "I'm going to look for Eriko and Keisuke! Don't worry, I'll be back soon!"
She had not gone far when she heard a sound behind her and spun around. "Sakura," she smiled. Sakura also smiled back at her as she removed her hand from her pocket and pointed her gun at Ayami. Ayami gasped as she realized Sakura was serious on the game and ran off. Sakura shot at the dodging Ayami several times and managed to hit her in the chest before Ayami disappeared round a corner.
Bearing with the burning pain in her side, Ayami continued running at top speed until she bumped into someone. "Keisuke-kun!" she cried as she hugged him out of relief. "Ayami? What happened?" asked Manno Keisuke. "I was looking for you and the other girls to tell you to join me and the other guys at the other side of the island. We're thinking of a way of escape now!" He then noticed the red stain in Ayami's uniform, "What's this?"
Ayami sat down then said, "Sakura, she shot me. Be careful. She's no longer the innocent girl we know. I'm afraid you'll have to pass the message to the other girls yourself. I won't make it. please help me find Eriko and tell her to join us. Keisuke-kun, have you ever liked anyone?"
Keisuke shook his head, "I treat everyone as friends. Why are you asking me that now?"
"Accompany me just for a few more minutes. I like you. You're always so nice and friendly and kind to everyone. I really like you. Arigatou, Kami- sama, I can die with no unfulfilled wishes or regrets. Keisuke, I'm really happy to have met you. Can I please have your company for a while? I've finally let you know of my feelings," Ayami stopped abruptly as her hand holding onto Keisuke's went limp.
"Ayami, Ayami!" Keisuke tried to shake her awake, but her fingers did not even twitch. "Ayami," Keisuke whispered as he held her body in a peaceful eternal sleep close to him. "You're one of my best friends, always helping and supporting you. Though I never loved you, you will always be a sister to me."
~ "Arigatou, Kami-sama, I can die with no unfulfilled wishes or regrets. Keisuke, I'm really happy to have met you."~
~Girls #11, Oka Ayami dead, 33 to go~
"I hear someone coming!" Shuya yelled excitedly. "Keisuke must be back!" Shuya raced downstairs to open the door. There was silence. The other two boys and one girl went downstairs as well. Instead if Keisuke, there lay Shuya, eyes wide open with a knife in his forehead and Aizawa Koichi standing there. Without a word he used his machine gun and shot the three people in the house. The two boys were shot dead on the spot. Hiromi was shot on the leg and fell backwards. "Don't come any closer," she cowered, frightened to tears, and at the mercy of Aizawa. The tall bishounen with dyed blonde hair did not blink as he shot the girl too, then moved to collect their weapons - two guns, an axe and two grenades.
~Boys #10, Kawamura Shuya dead; Boys #2, Nonaka Soichiro dead; Boys #21 Kiriyama Hideaki dead; Girls #21 Sakurai Hiromi dead; 29 to go~
"Yamato, come on, let's go, we can't stay here," Eriko pulled at the still- dazed Yamato's sleeve.
Yamato did not move, "I can't move on. I miss Chizuro. I don't want to carry on this game. It's so frightening and scary. All of a sudden, our familiar classmates have become murderers and I don't know who to trust."
"Except Chizuro if she was still alive,right? She will always be in your heart. You don't even trust me, that's why you kept a distance from me and stayed awake the whole of last night." Eriko's tone had a tinge of sarcasm and bitterness.
"Gomen nasai, I."
"Forget it," replied Eriko. "Let's go. If you loved Chizuro, carry on with the game and survive. She wouldn't want to see you in this state. She loved you too. Didn't you notice her move back when you tried to help her? She didn't want you to get hurt. I understand how she must have felt, on the brink of death, having to bid you a sudden and painful farewell, and not being able to do so properly. But she still wanted you to continue. I've always respected and liked Chizuro. She was so refined, beautiful and such a nice person. At times, I envied her, but I never hated her, so I'm also upset about her death. Still, we have to look ahead and go on."
Yamato finally got up and nodded as they proceeded on.
Day 1, 12.30pm
Loudspeakers once more blared the 'cheerful' voice of Minamaoto as he carried on the six-hourly announcement, "Death toll stands at five people dead, who are Girls #11, Oka Ayami."
"Ayami!" Eriko suddenly stopped in her tracks as she heard the announcement, and fell to her knees. "Impossible! She can't be dead!"
"Eriko," Yamato pulled at her. "Let's go."
"Tell me that Ayami was not on the death list and I was just hearing things," Eriko's worried voice and pleading eyes tore at Yamato's heart, but he knew he could not lie.
"Eriko, Ayami is dead."
"No!" Tears suddenly came rushing out of Eriko's eyes. "It can't be! It's all my fault! If I had looked for her last night, then maybe this would not have happened. I caused Ayami's death! I didn't even have the chance to last see her again."
"Eriko," Yamato held her shoulders firmly. "Get a grip on yourself. You told me to go on when Chizuro died, so now it's time for you to go on."
Eriko looked up at Yamato for a while, before she suddenly held on to him and started sobbing uncontrollably, burying her tear-stained face in his chest. Yamato was at a loss of what to do and could only awkwardly comfort Eriko. *** "Argh! Fuuko! There's a corpse over there!" screamed Domon as he hid behind Fuuko.
"You're embarrassing, Domon!" chided Fuuko. "Where? Let me see."
Fuuko gasped as she muttered, "Domon, it's Recca."
Fuuko and Domon both rushed over to Recca's body, his stomach open and bloody. "Recca," Fuuko stuttered as she reached inside his jacket and found the photo they had taken on the bus. They all had looked so happy then. Fuuko pressed the photo to her chest, kept it, while restraining her tears, and muttering a "Rest in peace, Recca and Yanagi." Turning, she faced Domon, "Let's go." *** The evening sun bore down on the struggling game players on the small island. The usually gentle sunset rays now seemed to be strong and harsh, beating down their weary backs. Another six hours had passed, this time with no one dead. yet.
"What's wrong, Eriko?" Yamato asked when he saw Eriko staggering behind, struggling to keep up with him.
Eriko forced a weak smile, "I'm okay, just a little tired." she had barely finished her sentence when her body gave way and she fell forwards, fortunately, landing in the hands of Yamato.
"Eriko, you're hole body's so hot!" exclaimed Yamato.
"Is it? I feel fine, I can walk, Yamato, let go of me."
"Fine," Yamato shrugged and let go off her immediately, causing Eriko to fall down.
"Idiot!" shouted Eriko. "Why did you let go?"
"Didn't you ask me to let go off you?"
"Couldn't you do it more gently? You really are a stupid nerd!"
"You two are really great; still being able to argue at a time like this," broke in a familiar tomboyish voice.
Eriko did not have to turn around to know who it was, "Got a problem with that, Fuuko? Don't you always quarrel with Recca and Domon?"
"Hehe." Fuuko grinned mischievously. "You guys mind if Domon and I follow you about?"
Eriko shrugged, "I'm not against it. At least if anyone attacks, I can use you as a scapegoat."
"Erm. guys," Yamato broke in. "Can we first find a place to stay for the night, before you two continue bickering?" *** "Wow!" gasped Fuuko, amazed at the shelter they had just found. "I didn't know there was such a nice house on this island." In front of them, was a two-high small-sized bungalow, which had nice decorations, fresh paint and clear glass windows.
Fuuko was just about to step in when she felt the point of a rifle behind her and a cold voice speak, "Get out of here; this is my territory. Unless you want to die, leave behind your weapons and scram!" Fuuko turned her head slightly and saw the female transfer student, Fuyukawa Miyuki behind her. The only difference now was that instead of her uniform, she was wearing a female ninja costume (you know something like what Kagero wore when she was a Ninja).
Fuuko and Domon reluctantly took out their weapons - throwing daggers and an axe respectively, knowing that to fight back without their madougus would be no simple task. Yamato and Eriko then realized that they had not checked what weapons they had got. Eriko started laughing when Yamato took out his weapon, "Hahaha! How do you fight with a pair of chopsticks? I bet I got something much better." Eriko stopped in her words when she saw in her hands her weapon, a pack of cotton wool. Yamato was trying hard not to laugh lest he got beaten up by Eriko, while the transfer student had an 'amazed' look on her face, and was sweatdropping furiously.
"Forget it," she sighed. "I'll let you stay here only for tonight. And you can keep your weapons as you'll need it having a sick person amongst your midst." Pointing to Eriko, she continued, "Your breathing is rugged and irregular, your face is flushed, and you are having a high fever and on the verge of fainting any moment, though you are struggling to put on a strong act."
Inside the house, Eriko queried, "How did you know about my fever?"
"I study all aspects of advanced Ninjutsu," replied the student coolly. "This includes observing the breathing of people from far way to monitor their movement. Of course my fighting skills are much higher than the average. This suit is much easier for movement, and these shurikens, which I got for my weapon, are what I use best."
"Then why do you have so many weapons?" Domon freaked out, pointing at a metal whip, a few guns and daggers, and some other weapons? Did you kill anyone? Are you planning to kill us?"
"I take no pleasure in killing weaklings like you people (Fuuko steamed when she heard this). This weapons were taken from other people only. And don't worry, I haven't killed anyone here yet. though I did kill someone and cause the death of someone else a year ago, who were the two most important people to me."
~Flashback~
Miyuki is seen escaping and hiding from unknown enemies in a thick forest, similar to the island Fuuko and the rest are on. Sounds of running are heard, and Miyuki is running away with another girl and boy her age. Some scenes of killing and dead bodies are seen. Miyuki is attacked and injured. Miyuki witnesses the killings of her classmates. The boy earlier seen is advancing towards Miyuki. Miyuki presses the trigger of her gun and the boy falls down dead. Miyuki and the other girl's necklaces start beeping. The other girl seizes the gun from Miyuki and shoots herself.
~End Flashback~
"My class was chosen to play Battle Royale last year. Only in our first year in high school, we were sent to play this cruel game, where I emerged the survivor, but at a price. Together with my boyfriend, Shinji, and my best friend, Natsumi, I managed to avoid any direct clashes with my classmates. But one by one, I witnessed them being killed and saw my once trusted friends turn into enemies. Yet I could not bring myself to kill them, and Shinji would always protect me and help me. However, when only the three of us were left, Shinji tried to kill Natsumi and I. I was only pointing the gun at him in an effort to stop him, but he advanced closer and tried to harm Natsumi, my finger unwillingly pressed the trigger and killed him. I had killed the person I really loved, and had learnt that he had never really loved me. I thought I still had Natsumi, when she suddenly took my gun and shot herself. Before she died, her last words were, 'Miyuki-chan, please continue living on after this. I don't regret doing this at all and I hope you will not regret what ever you do next in life' before she left me with a smile on her face," Miyuki finished her story as her voice wavered, but her cold emotionless face was careful not to betray her feelings. "What for am I telling you this?" she suddenly laughed cynically to herself. "I must be too bored with this game. Go and rest, I want all of you out of here by tomorrow, or I'll change my mind about taking your lives." *** Miyuki suddenly woke up from a heart-wrenching dream of seeing Shinji and Natsumi again. She could sense someone's presence outside. Someone unwelcome. ~~~ Second chapter finally up! I'm sorry for updating so late but I was really busy this week. I had to stay back almost everyday in school and also had four tests! Still, I'll try to continue the moment I have time. So how's this chapter? Does it suck? Whatever it is, please R&R. As for some of your requests, I'll try and put Mikagami in if I can figure out how to put him into the story. I love him too, that's why I could not bear to make him play this game. Also, many thanks for your reviews, and please continue to read my fics and review. Arigatou Gozaimasu!!!!
~Day 1, 0.30am, the game begins~
Hamasaki Eriko stepped out into the cold midnight air. The cruel game had just started. Where could she hide? What could she do? Where were Ayami and Yamato? Cautiously, she walked on when she stopped seeing Yamato facing Ono Taichi, who was pointing an arrow in a bow at Yamato.
"What are you doing?" Yamato asked. He had to be careful with Ono, who had never been on good terms with him.
"Isn't that obvious?" replied Ono as he tried to shoot Yamato.
Eriko rushed forward and grabbed Yamato's arm and ran off with him, "Baka! Don't just stand there!" As the two of them fled, Ono continued shooting at them. An arrow hit Eriko's shoulder and she stifled a scream. Ono was about to run after them when he felt something sharp pierce through him and saw the edge of a bloodied sword sticking out from his stomach before he collapsed onto the ground. Behind him, stood Takana Hikaru, still holding on to the sword that had just sinned.
~Boys #7, Ono Taichi dead, 40 to go~
Yamato and Eriko finally stopped, breathless, at the opening of a cave along the coastal area of the island. "What were you doing, Baka? You almost got killed!"
"Sorry," Yamato replied. "Are you okay?" He examined Eriko's arm then quickly let go of it when he realized what he was doing.
"That hurt, idiot!"
"Sorry,"
"Nevermind," Eriko sighed. "You really are stupid. Go inside the cave; it should be safe. I'm going to find Ayami."
"No, don't," Yamato held her back. "It's dangerous now and you're wounded. You can go look for her tomorrow. How's your wound?"
"It hurts! Let's go in the cave then. I've got to dress my wound."
Inside the cave, Eriko grasped a rock there tightly with her wounded arm while using her good arm to pull out the arrow. That second was excruciating, and Eriko screamed out loud. Yamato, the 'nerd' he was, only stood there watching as Eriko washed her wound, and ripped off a piece of cloth from her skirt to wrap around her wound.
"You're thinking of Chizuro, aren't you?" she asked when she was done.
Yamato merely nodded his head, before asking, "Why did you save me?"
"Because my brain temporarily went out of order and thus I did a stupid thing."
"You can still be sarcastic at a time like this. You always have nothing nice to say. Can't you be more feminine?"
Eriko made a face, "I have the 'cute innocent' look. Isn't that enough?" Yamato pretended to puke. *** "Yanagi, don't run so fast!" cried Recca. "Where are you going?"
Yanagi did not stop until she reached a cliff facing the sea, "Recca-kun, I don't think I can kill anyone, nor do I want to see anyone get killed. I don't even want to play this game. Recca, I hope you will survive this game." Finishing her words, Yanagi jumped down where the waves crashed intensely upon her and on the rocks.
"Yanagi!" Recca shouted, before he reached into his bag for his knife, "Let me join you, Yanagi." Recca then slashed his stomach open with the knife. His last words were "Forgive me Yanagi, I won't survive this game."
~Girls #15, Sakoshita Yanagi dead; Boys #5, Hanabishi Recca, dead; 38 to go~
"Who's there?" Murai Natsuki asked as she heard a rustle of leaves behind her and pointed her gun at the unseen intruder. A girl stepped out from the trees. Natsuki heaved a sigh of relief, "Sakura, it's so good to see you."
Morishima Sakura smiled, "Natsuki, you alright? That's your weapon? You're lucky!"
Natsuki shook her head, "What's yours?"
Sakura took something from her jacket as a piercing scream rang through the air. Natsuki dropped her gun as she clutched onto her right arm, which was bleeding and feeling from the wound inflicted on her. Opposite her, Sakura stood smirking, holding the chained battalion (I don't know what that sort of weapon is called and I don't know how 2 describe it) she had hit Natsuki with.
"Why?" Natsuki stuttered in disbelief. Sakura strode over and picked up the gun, pointing it at Natsuki's forehead. "I thought we were best friends," Natsuki pleaded.
"Why?" Sakura's tone was icy, unlike her usual angelic tone. "Because I want to survive. I'm sick of acting so good and obedient all the time. In the end, I get nothing and I have to play this game. So I decided, I won't be good anymore; I'll survive, even if I have to resort to underhand means. Die, Natsuki-chan." As she pressed the trigger, a teardrop slid down her cheek and she whispered inaudibly, "Gomen, Natsuki, I don't want to die."
She kept hers and Natsuki's weapon as she walked off and passed the bodies of Yamashita Midori and Yamada Tomoya, who had hung themselves together. I won't allow myself to end up like that, she thought.
~Girls #12, Murai Natsuki dead; Girls #10 Yamashita Midori dead; Boys #15 Yamada Tomoya dead; 35 to go~
"Hey, aren't you the transfer student?" asked Kitano Namiko as she spotted the tall, cool guy. "Can I follow you around this game? It's comforting to have a suave guy by my side." Namiko put on a sexy voice, "Please? Btw, what's your weapon? Let me have a look."
Without his consent, Namiko snatched his bag and took a look and laughed, "A rubber duck? Why don't you use mine? Here, it's a machine gun; pretty cool, huh?"
Aizawa Koichi looked at her coldly before he took the machine gun from her hands and shot her. Namiko fell backwards as she screamed, "What are you doing? You can't be that heartless! I gave you my weapon!" Aizawa remined silent as he walked over towards her, and tilted her chin up, his grip on her chin tight. Then, he aimed the machine gun at her mouth and shot her once more. The sounds of the bullets drowned Namiko's screams of fear and pain at the last moments of her life. Aizawa then took her machine gun and walked off.
~Girls #17, Kitano Namiko dead, 34 to go~
Day 1, 6.30am
The loudspeakers blared Minamoto's voice all over the island, "Rise and shine all of you out there. Here's the death toll so far: Boys #7, Ono Taichi, Girls #15, Sakoshita Yanagi, Boys #5, Hanabishi Recca, Girls #12, Murai Natsuki, Girls #10 Yamashita Midori, Boys #15 Yamada Tomoya, Girls #17, Kitano Namiko. Total of 7 dead. Now for the danger zones."
Fuuko gasped from where she was. Yanagi and Recca were dead! Impossible! They had braved so many battles together. How could they just die like that? Beside her, Domon was also looking stunned. *** Ayami heaved a sigh of relief! Neither Eriko nor Keisuke were dead yet! She lunged for the door of the small hut. "Where are you going?" Imai Kyoko asked her. The two of them, with a few other gals, had formed a group of allies and were now at a small house on the island. "I'm going to look for Eriko and Keisuke! Don't worry, I'll be back soon!"
She had not gone far when she heard a sound behind her and spun around. "Sakura," she smiled. Sakura also smiled back at her as she removed her hand from her pocket and pointed her gun at Ayami. Ayami gasped as she realized Sakura was serious on the game and ran off. Sakura shot at the dodging Ayami several times and managed to hit her in the chest before Ayami disappeared round a corner.
Bearing with the burning pain in her side, Ayami continued running at top speed until she bumped into someone. "Keisuke-kun!" she cried as she hugged him out of relief. "Ayami? What happened?" asked Manno Keisuke. "I was looking for you and the other girls to tell you to join me and the other guys at the other side of the island. We're thinking of a way of escape now!" He then noticed the red stain in Ayami's uniform, "What's this?"
Ayami sat down then said, "Sakura, she shot me. Be careful. She's no longer the innocent girl we know. I'm afraid you'll have to pass the message to the other girls yourself. I won't make it. please help me find Eriko and tell her to join us. Keisuke-kun, have you ever liked anyone?"
Keisuke shook his head, "I treat everyone as friends. Why are you asking me that now?"
"Accompany me just for a few more minutes. I like you. You're always so nice and friendly and kind to everyone. I really like you. Arigatou, Kami- sama, I can die with no unfulfilled wishes or regrets. Keisuke, I'm really happy to have met you. Can I please have your company for a while? I've finally let you know of my feelings," Ayami stopped abruptly as her hand holding onto Keisuke's went limp.
"Ayami, Ayami!" Keisuke tried to shake her awake, but her fingers did not even twitch. "Ayami," Keisuke whispered as he held her body in a peaceful eternal sleep close to him. "You're one of my best friends, always helping and supporting you. Though I never loved you, you will always be a sister to me."
~ "Arigatou, Kami-sama, I can die with no unfulfilled wishes or regrets. Keisuke, I'm really happy to have met you."~
~Girls #11, Oka Ayami dead, 33 to go~
"I hear someone coming!" Shuya yelled excitedly. "Keisuke must be back!" Shuya raced downstairs to open the door. There was silence. The other two boys and one girl went downstairs as well. Instead if Keisuke, there lay Shuya, eyes wide open with a knife in his forehead and Aizawa Koichi standing there. Without a word he used his machine gun and shot the three people in the house. The two boys were shot dead on the spot. Hiromi was shot on the leg and fell backwards. "Don't come any closer," she cowered, frightened to tears, and at the mercy of Aizawa. The tall bishounen with dyed blonde hair did not blink as he shot the girl too, then moved to collect their weapons - two guns, an axe and two grenades.
~Boys #10, Kawamura Shuya dead; Boys #2, Nonaka Soichiro dead; Boys #21 Kiriyama Hideaki dead; Girls #21 Sakurai Hiromi dead; 29 to go~
"Yamato, come on, let's go, we can't stay here," Eriko pulled at the still- dazed Yamato's sleeve.
Yamato did not move, "I can't move on. I miss Chizuro. I don't want to carry on this game. It's so frightening and scary. All of a sudden, our familiar classmates have become murderers and I don't know who to trust."
"Except Chizuro if she was still alive,right? She will always be in your heart. You don't even trust me, that's why you kept a distance from me and stayed awake the whole of last night." Eriko's tone had a tinge of sarcasm and bitterness.
"Gomen nasai, I."
"Forget it," replied Eriko. "Let's go. If you loved Chizuro, carry on with the game and survive. She wouldn't want to see you in this state. She loved you too. Didn't you notice her move back when you tried to help her? She didn't want you to get hurt. I understand how she must have felt, on the brink of death, having to bid you a sudden and painful farewell, and not being able to do so properly. But she still wanted you to continue. I've always respected and liked Chizuro. She was so refined, beautiful and such a nice person. At times, I envied her, but I never hated her, so I'm also upset about her death. Still, we have to look ahead and go on."
Yamato finally got up and nodded as they proceeded on.
Day 1, 12.30pm
Loudspeakers once more blared the 'cheerful' voice of Minamaoto as he carried on the six-hourly announcement, "Death toll stands at five people dead, who are Girls #11, Oka Ayami."
"Ayami!" Eriko suddenly stopped in her tracks as she heard the announcement, and fell to her knees. "Impossible! She can't be dead!"
"Eriko," Yamato pulled at her. "Let's go."
"Tell me that Ayami was not on the death list and I was just hearing things," Eriko's worried voice and pleading eyes tore at Yamato's heart, but he knew he could not lie.
"Eriko, Ayami is dead."
"No!" Tears suddenly came rushing out of Eriko's eyes. "It can't be! It's all my fault! If I had looked for her last night, then maybe this would not have happened. I caused Ayami's death! I didn't even have the chance to last see her again."
"Eriko," Yamato held her shoulders firmly. "Get a grip on yourself. You told me to go on when Chizuro died, so now it's time for you to go on."
Eriko looked up at Yamato for a while, before she suddenly held on to him and started sobbing uncontrollably, burying her tear-stained face in his chest. Yamato was at a loss of what to do and could only awkwardly comfort Eriko. *** "Argh! Fuuko! There's a corpse over there!" screamed Domon as he hid behind Fuuko.
"You're embarrassing, Domon!" chided Fuuko. "Where? Let me see."
Fuuko gasped as she muttered, "Domon, it's Recca."
Fuuko and Domon both rushed over to Recca's body, his stomach open and bloody. "Recca," Fuuko stuttered as she reached inside his jacket and found the photo they had taken on the bus. They all had looked so happy then. Fuuko pressed the photo to her chest, kept it, while restraining her tears, and muttering a "Rest in peace, Recca and Yanagi." Turning, she faced Domon, "Let's go." *** The evening sun bore down on the struggling game players on the small island. The usually gentle sunset rays now seemed to be strong and harsh, beating down their weary backs. Another six hours had passed, this time with no one dead. yet.
"What's wrong, Eriko?" Yamato asked when he saw Eriko staggering behind, struggling to keep up with him.
Eriko forced a weak smile, "I'm okay, just a little tired." she had barely finished her sentence when her body gave way and she fell forwards, fortunately, landing in the hands of Yamato.
"Eriko, you're hole body's so hot!" exclaimed Yamato.
"Is it? I feel fine, I can walk, Yamato, let go of me."
"Fine," Yamato shrugged and let go off her immediately, causing Eriko to fall down.
"Idiot!" shouted Eriko. "Why did you let go?"
"Didn't you ask me to let go off you?"
"Couldn't you do it more gently? You really are a stupid nerd!"
"You two are really great; still being able to argue at a time like this," broke in a familiar tomboyish voice.
Eriko did not have to turn around to know who it was, "Got a problem with that, Fuuko? Don't you always quarrel with Recca and Domon?"
"Hehe." Fuuko grinned mischievously. "You guys mind if Domon and I follow you about?"
Eriko shrugged, "I'm not against it. At least if anyone attacks, I can use you as a scapegoat."
"Erm. guys," Yamato broke in. "Can we first find a place to stay for the night, before you two continue bickering?" *** "Wow!" gasped Fuuko, amazed at the shelter they had just found. "I didn't know there was such a nice house on this island." In front of them, was a two-high small-sized bungalow, which had nice decorations, fresh paint and clear glass windows.
Fuuko was just about to step in when she felt the point of a rifle behind her and a cold voice speak, "Get out of here; this is my territory. Unless you want to die, leave behind your weapons and scram!" Fuuko turned her head slightly and saw the female transfer student, Fuyukawa Miyuki behind her. The only difference now was that instead of her uniform, she was wearing a female ninja costume (you know something like what Kagero wore when she was a Ninja).
Fuuko and Domon reluctantly took out their weapons - throwing daggers and an axe respectively, knowing that to fight back without their madougus would be no simple task. Yamato and Eriko then realized that they had not checked what weapons they had got. Eriko started laughing when Yamato took out his weapon, "Hahaha! How do you fight with a pair of chopsticks? I bet I got something much better." Eriko stopped in her words when she saw in her hands her weapon, a pack of cotton wool. Yamato was trying hard not to laugh lest he got beaten up by Eriko, while the transfer student had an 'amazed' look on her face, and was sweatdropping furiously.
"Forget it," she sighed. "I'll let you stay here only for tonight. And you can keep your weapons as you'll need it having a sick person amongst your midst." Pointing to Eriko, she continued, "Your breathing is rugged and irregular, your face is flushed, and you are having a high fever and on the verge of fainting any moment, though you are struggling to put on a strong act."
Inside the house, Eriko queried, "How did you know about my fever?"
"I study all aspects of advanced Ninjutsu," replied the student coolly. "This includes observing the breathing of people from far way to monitor their movement. Of course my fighting skills are much higher than the average. This suit is much easier for movement, and these shurikens, which I got for my weapon, are what I use best."
"Then why do you have so many weapons?" Domon freaked out, pointing at a metal whip, a few guns and daggers, and some other weapons? Did you kill anyone? Are you planning to kill us?"
"I take no pleasure in killing weaklings like you people (Fuuko steamed when she heard this). This weapons were taken from other people only. And don't worry, I haven't killed anyone here yet. though I did kill someone and cause the death of someone else a year ago, who were the two most important people to me."
~Flashback~
Miyuki is seen escaping and hiding from unknown enemies in a thick forest, similar to the island Fuuko and the rest are on. Sounds of running are heard, and Miyuki is running away with another girl and boy her age. Some scenes of killing and dead bodies are seen. Miyuki is attacked and injured. Miyuki witnesses the killings of her classmates. The boy earlier seen is advancing towards Miyuki. Miyuki presses the trigger of her gun and the boy falls down dead. Miyuki and the other girl's necklaces start beeping. The other girl seizes the gun from Miyuki and shoots herself.
~End Flashback~
"My class was chosen to play Battle Royale last year. Only in our first year in high school, we were sent to play this cruel game, where I emerged the survivor, but at a price. Together with my boyfriend, Shinji, and my best friend, Natsumi, I managed to avoid any direct clashes with my classmates. But one by one, I witnessed them being killed and saw my once trusted friends turn into enemies. Yet I could not bring myself to kill them, and Shinji would always protect me and help me. However, when only the three of us were left, Shinji tried to kill Natsumi and I. I was only pointing the gun at him in an effort to stop him, but he advanced closer and tried to harm Natsumi, my finger unwillingly pressed the trigger and killed him. I had killed the person I really loved, and had learnt that he had never really loved me. I thought I still had Natsumi, when she suddenly took my gun and shot herself. Before she died, her last words were, 'Miyuki-chan, please continue living on after this. I don't regret doing this at all and I hope you will not regret what ever you do next in life' before she left me with a smile on her face," Miyuki finished her story as her voice wavered, but her cold emotionless face was careful not to betray her feelings. "What for am I telling you this?" she suddenly laughed cynically to herself. "I must be too bored with this game. Go and rest, I want all of you out of here by tomorrow, or I'll change my mind about taking your lives." *** Miyuki suddenly woke up from a heart-wrenching dream of seeing Shinji and Natsumi again. She could sense someone's presence outside. Someone unwelcome. ~~~ Second chapter finally up! I'm sorry for updating so late but I was really busy this week. I had to stay back almost everyday in school and also had four tests! Still, I'll try to continue the moment I have time. So how's this chapter? Does it suck? Whatever it is, please R&R. As for some of your requests, I'll try and put Mikagami in if I can figure out how to put him into the story. I love him too, that's why I could not bear to make him play this game. Also, many thanks for your reviews, and please continue to read my fics and review. Arigatou Gozaimasu!!!!