It was cold. Freezing and I could see my breath, puff up like smoke. I covered my naked neck tight with my scarf, and I stuffed my hands in my pockets, trying to keep myself warm. In this dark and cold winter, I walked on the soft snow, with no light except for the bright moonlight. My boots sunk deep into the snow, with each step, slowing me down.

'I'm finally back.' I murmured.

I opened the rusted door, into a small, dark room, with lots of worn out books, and my old bed. I wiped the snow out of my dark blue hair.

"Guess he forgot to clean for a while" I thought.

Too lazy, to take off my jacket, and scarf. So I just fell to the bed, and closed my eyes.

"I'll see him tomorrow."

I lay on my bed for a few minutes. Unable to fall asleep, I get back up, and try to think of something to do. I started wiping dust off of my books, and I smiled, as I picked up the book, "Hamlet". Without a second thought, I left the room, and ran to lost town, to where he was. Excitement rushed through me.

"What should I say?" "Should I start with "Hi! Long time no see!"?Or...just give him a hug?"

Before I knew it, I was standing in front of his house." Shouldn't he be asleep by now? Maybe I should come back tomorrow..." That's when I saw the door ajar. Out of curiosity, I let myself into the house. All the lights were turned off, and I could barely make out a woman sitting on a chair, looking out the window.

'That must be his mother' I whispered.

And that's when I saw, a tear stream down her cheek. I shut the door, and leaned back. "Why. Why was she crying...?" without even knowing the answer, I felt sharp pain in my heart. Afraid of the answer to my question, I ran away from the house. Far, far away. Running away from the answer. My guts tell me that I didn't want to know. So, I ran away. Huh. Me...run away... It's laughable.

"Ouch..." One second later, and I was seeing black, and felt something cold against my face. I got up and wiped the snow stucked to my scarf. As I looked back, I saw a stone, buried. Buried deep into the snow. I wiped away the snow, of the top of the stone, and saw a name carved into it. The name of the one I longed for. The truth I didn't want to face was right there in front of my eyes. I wanted to run away from it all.. But the truth caught up to me. I covered my eyes, to stop my tears from flowing out.

But, even though I could stop my tears from flowing out of my eyes, I couldn't stop my heart from crying. It hurt, more than any amount of bullet. I didn't want to believe the truth. Even though, the truth was right there, I continued to run, and hide from it. I forced my legs to move. I couldn't bear to face the truth anymore. Staying near that place, felt like the darkness was torturing me.

So I ran away.

'I'm...Such a coward.' I thought.

I ran back to my place, closed the door, and locked it.

"Locked it"

Not because of the dangers of this world...but because of my fears of reality. Locking the door, gave me a sense of protection...from the answer. I turned around slowly, expecting a dark and empty room. When I saw a figure. Sitting on my couch.

It was a boy with white, silver hair. He was talking to Hamlet. Unconsciously, I ran to him, and reached out my hand to grab him. But then, I returned to the real world, and saw myself reaching for nothing. I'm going crazy. I've got to forget. Forget.

"Nezumi! You're back? Open the door!"

I walked towards the door, and undid the lock. Then the door swung open in front of my face. I saw a short boy with long brown hair.

"Inukashi..."

"Nezumi...so u are back...Sion...he-

"SHUT UP!"

I can't look into his eyes...if I did, I'd see my reflection. I don't want to see how pathetic I looked.

Suddenly, I'm grabbed at the collar, and screamed the 2 words I never wanted to hear. "He's dead!"

Those 2 words echoed in my head like curses thrown at me. I felt like the truth, was back to torture me again...

Words wouldn't come out, so I stayed quiet... I could feel myself burning up from the pain that I was feeling. A pain, which I couldn't comprehend. A pain, which I've never felt before. But, I wanted it to stop. My heart stung, like it was bleeding. I didn't like this feeling one bit. That's when I made the mistake of looking into Inukashi's eyes. From the shock of seeing myself, I pushed Inukashi back hard.

My own reflection scared me. What...what happened to me. To think, the death of an elite could change me this much. I looked at inukashi. He was glaring at me. His glare...stung. Like it was blaming me. Like It was stabbing me. Telling me that it was my fault. Telling me...that I was responsible.

"Whatever...I should never have cared. I'm leaving!" Inukashi shouted.

I slowly fell down, with my back against the door. I was left on my own again. I didn't want to accept the truth. That I didn't have anyone by my side. I never have imagined that it would hurt this much without him. 'Don't leave me.' I wanted to say this to him. Only if, I came sooner. Only if I never left.

All I felt right now, was regret. In the dark, small room, there wasn't anyone there, except me. I knew that crystal clear. But I couldn't help but feel another person there with me, siting on my sofa. While smiling, at my direction.

That's when I look up to see nothing