Author's Note: The End.
Chapter Seven
All Is Over
Shuichi crawled back until he bumped against the wall, and then was too scared to move. Yuki was smiling in a frightening way, and advancing quickly. He grabbed Shuichi around the neck, lifting him up.
"My name's not Yuki."
Shuichi's lungs were cut off as Yuki squeezed as hard as he could, which was surprisingly strong for someone who nearly starved himself on a daily basis. Shuichi choked, his hands clamped tightly onto Yuki's arm.
This only seemed to egg him on however, increasing the preassure and pain. Finally, Shuichi went limp.
Yuki let him drop, and fell to his knees himself, cradling Shuichi's head and crying. "I'm sorry..so sorry..."
No one should have to feel the pain I feel.
Author's Note: The first fan fiction I've ever finished o.o And it's sad, too, except I have to be truthful: I hate Shuichi. I -might- make a creepy continuation on what happens to Yuki next. Maybe.
Well, sayonara for now!
--The Flamable Fennex