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Fourth Slice:April Showers

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"Watch out Kimihiro-kun. Be careful around him."

Those words ran around in my head as I slowly opened my eyes.

I couldn't remember what my dream had been about exactly....but, I didn't feel threatened by it. I felt as if, maybe, I accepted what was being said to me, but was not concerned by it.

I felt so heavy, sitting up was a strain.

"He'll hurt you, run."

"Who'll hurt me?"

A sad look graced the aged man's face.

"Shizuka."

I scoffed, "Haruka-san, with all do respect, I don't think..."

"Oh, it won't be of his own accord of course, but it will happen. I suggest you stay away from my grandson for awhile."

"But why?"

"It could be, well, fatal otherwise," he said with a puff of his cigarette and a small upturning of his lips.

The water in Yuko's shower seemed abnormally cold that morning, no matter how high I turned the heat, freezing cold pellets continued to spew from the faucet.

By the time I got out, my entire body was dusted with a blush of blue, teeth chattering loudly.

My eyes shot wide. A loud gurgling sound was coming from behind the shower curtain, as if all the water was having difficulty making its way down the pipes. The sound grew and grew, rising from the hollow echo of the bathtub to a more widespread vibration that filled the room.

The sound was angry and so very very distorted. I turned, only to be met by a huge shadow, a flimsy curtain of plastic the only thing protecting me from whatever the hell it was that decided to manifest.

And then, four perfectly rounded spheres shot through my side, ripping through the white skin effortlessly, their exit keeping the same grace.

No sounds escaped my mouth, my brain felt numb as a hand went to grip the wounded area of its own accord. Warm stickiness swept my skin, and I could feel the wet runs make their paths down my left leg. I started shaking, my voice breaking in small chokes of disbelief.

There were tares in the plastic as well, four perfectly shaped circles, but there was nothing behind it.

My knees buckled and I fell, having enough sense to catch myself with a free hand, but the pain it ensued only broke that small grip of strength, causing me to fall completely onto the floor--thankfully on my un-punctured side.

I heard a sharp yelling, a short panicked sound. Than I could feel the blood around my cheek, god I must have been coated in it.

Everything went hazy, and yet, the true pain from where my skin was entered never really registered.

Blue lulled behind white, and all I could see was a terribly deceitful smile and a mixture of Doumeki's skin.

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A/N: Hey guys, Sorry about my lack of updates (for any of my stories) i've been really busy lately and well...uninspired as well. So yeah, I finally got around to writing again and I busted out a new chapter! Hope you liked it, I'm sorry about the gore, but you know, it's probably not going to get much better......

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loves. A-n-B