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TRUTHFUL DREAMS
It's black pitch black. "Help me." I hear.
I turn around to find the voice. It's a boy. Around sixteen. His green eyes are striking in his pale face. "Help me", he pleads.
hen suddenly, hands reach out of the darkness and pull the boy in. "come, my puppet."
With this voice I woke up. I had been having dreams about this boy for some time. Each one was different, except for that voice. That voice that sent shivers down my spine. The low melodic voice that at hearing it you could tell that the speaker was smirking, I look at the clock. It's bright light glares 5:30 at me. Two and a half hours to work.
*~*~*
My eyes tear up as the darkness swallows me. I look around the bare room. Nothing but a bed and cold cement. A crack of light escapes into the dark room. I could hear the sound of footsteps as well-shined shoes traveled across the room. My jade green eyes widened in terror. "Hello, bouya".
e was back. He smiled at me. A dark smile on his moonlight lit face. "Lets have some fun."
He said as he pinned me against the wall. Iya… my mind yelled, unable to speak. Tasukete…Tasukete!!!!! * SMACK * the sound echoed off the stonewalls and the uncarpeted floors. "Stop it" he commanded. "Did you hear me?" he said grabbing my chin and pulling my face harshly so I looked at him. "Stop it…Goodnight, my puppet."
And with that he left the room. I could hear his footsteps behind the door as I sunk to the floor. My eyes watered and I tightly shut them, trying not to cry but failing. The blood-red moon glared at me through the single window. Please, I thought, please let someone out there hear me.
Thinking that I fell asleep on the cement floor, face lit by the bloody moon.
*~*~*
"Daijoubu?" Watari asked as I entered the office. There where bags under my amethyst eyes. "Sleep." I murmured as I collapsed tiredly onto my desk, closing my eyes. "Oh, well, there's apple pie in the fridge."
This is all I need to hear to wake me up. I jump onto my feet and race down the hallway to he fridge, where a piece of pie awaits my presence." I thought that would wake you up", Watari says as he enters the room to find me finishing off the pie. "Sankyuu, Watari!" I say smiling, he smiles back.
"We should probably get back to paperwork before Tatsumi-san yells at us", Watari says. My eyes widen. I had forgotten about Tatsumi. The shadow using workaholic was going to kill me if I didn't finish that pile of paperwork that was lying on my desk. I rushed back and started the paperwork just in time because (speak of the devil) Tatsumi-san popped in five minutes later. "Kanoe-kacho just called a meeting. We're all supposed to be there in five minutes.," he declares. Knowing Tatsumi he'll be there five minutes early. I follow Tatsumi and get there early. "Trying to actually be on time for once?" Tatsumi asks me. "No", I answer. "I just don't like paperwork.
At this, Tatsumi just falls out of his chair. Watari walks in just at that time and bursts into fits of hysterical laughter. Of course Konoe-kacho walks in at just that moment. He coughs to get everyones attention. Watari's giggles are silenced and Tatsumi picks himself off the floor.
"Well," Kanoe starts off; trying to figure our what exactly was going on before he entered the room. Ignoring the fact Konoe-kacho starts again. "We've detected an increase of deaths, all in one area. Nor only are the victims killed but their souls are… well, butchered and their spirits broken. We've found several of these types of cases and we think that this could be the work of a serial killer." Kanoe informed us. "Do we know anything about the victims?" Tatsumi asked. "Gushoshin is working on it. All we know is that all the victims where killed at night underneath the red moon. All were between the ages of 17-21." Kanoe answered grimly. "Because of the circumstances, I'm assigning all of you to this case."
How bad could this serial killer be, to have three of Juoucho's shinigami on the case? I thought as I walked back to the office. "Tsuzuki-kun!!!" I heard from behind me. I turned around to see the hyperactive scientist run down the hallway, orange-blond hair flying behind him. "So, how do you feel about the new case?" Watari asked me. "I don't know. Hopefully Gushoshin will find something else." I answered. "Knowing Tatsumi we'll all have to share a room." Watari stated.
I hadn't thought about that. For the short time when Tatsumi had been my partner he had been obsessed with money saving and was a severe workaholic. "Anyways I came to tell you that we'll be leaving tomorrow morning so you should go home and start packing." Watari says.
"Sankyuu, for telling me." I say as I walk out the door and start walking home.
*~*~*
It hurt so much. All I could see was red. Even when I closed my eyes. And he just laughed. Cackling at my pain. Telling me how beautiful I am. Carving the symbols into my body. They glowed red as they bled. "Now your mine…" he said with satisfaction in his voice. "Forever." After that statement he left me. Leaving me sprawled on the hard cement. Broken and used, bleeding and crying in pain. When is it going to end? With that thought I just lay there trying to escape the pain, until sleep overcame me.
*~*~*
" I call one of the beds!!!!" I yelled as I entered the room. There where only two beds and Watari was already sitting on one, claiming it as his. Tatsumi looked around. "I guess that leaves met to…the couch," he said swearing that he would get both of them back somehow. "Well then, everyone, get a good nights sleep and we'll start woek in the morning. I lay down staring at the moon outside the window, all most full. And with that I fell asleep.
I was in a field. A bunch of sakura tree's where lining the path. Under the sakura, right in front of me was a boy. He was watching something. I followed his frightened gaze to another sakura. Under that sakura were a man and a woman. I looked closer. It was a man and—the corpse of a woman. The man just laughed, cackling. That voice. Suddenly the boy turned around and I caught sight of his face. He was skinny. Jade green eyes wide and frightened in his pale face. It was the boy, the boy from my other dreams. And that…that must be the other. The owner of the voice. The man ran, trying to catch the boy. He had seen what he'd done and would tell others. He had to do something. The man caught up to the boy and he held him. One arm around his waist and one over his mouth. The man's silver eyes lit up as he saw how the boy was.
"You'll be mine."
At this comment the boy's eyes widened even more. The man's pale hair flashed silver and red. Red? That was an unusual color for hair. I looked up. My eyes widened. His hair wasn't red. It was a reflection. The reflection of the bloody moon.
I woke up to unfamiliar surroundings. I was confused until I remembered that I was working the case and that I was in a hotel room. I could still her the boy's screams in my ears as I looked out my window.
*~*~*
It hurt to move. It even hurt to breathe. I hadn't moved from the spot I was at before. I just lay there. I couldn't remember much, but I hurt all over. I can't ever remember what day it is. I was so distracted by the pain that I didn't hear the door open, or the footsteps that approached.
"How does it feel, my puppet?"
"To be dying so slowly that it's drawn out in pain until the very last moment."
My eyes widened in shock. I was dying.
"How long do I have?" I asked in a voice hardly above a whisper.
"Three years"
"You will switch between feeling perfectly fine sometimes and fell like you are on the verge of death other times. Anyways, get your rest. Today's a red moon."
With that he left. I shivered. This was too much to handle. I'm dying. I only have three years. Not to mention that it was a red moon. The only reason he would tell me was that he was going out. "Get your rest", he said… That meant… that…he was going to take me with him.
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This took forever to write. It's my first Yami no matsuei fic::::dodges rotten vegetables:::::um well… I tried to make it longer. And I don't know how long this is going to last. My plot didn't really stretch that far. So it might only be a few chapters long.anyways. Can you please review? I've been up for a few months and I've only gotten one review that isn't written by someone I directed to my work. -sotty-chan