Enma held tightly onto the body of his fiancée, who had long since stopped breathing. As he gently stroked her face he noticed a cold feeling to it. Gazing down at the red stain on her shirt, he buried his face into her hair.
'I'm sorry, (Name)...I'm so sorry...'
"Enma."
'Please forgive me.'
"Enma!"
The red head opened his eyes and let out a sigh of relief. So his fiancée wasn't dead after all.
"You okay? You looked like you were having a nightmare."
"I'm fine."
She frowned, knowing full well that he was lying, but didn't pry and went back into the kitchen to resume cooking. Enma finally got out of his dazed state and followed her, feeling uneasy of the thought of her being in there by herself. He leaned against the wall and quietly watched her cut a cabbage.
"B-be careful (Name)-san."
She smiled. "I will. And Enma, you don't have to use '-san' now that we're engaged."
He began to fidget with his fingers. "Sorry, I guess it's a force of habit."
After cutting up the cabbage (Name) turned the stove on, this caused Enma to panic yet again.
"Don't burn yourself!"
"I won't."
Most of the day went on like that; (Name) would try to do something that hardly seemed dangerous, like blow drying her hair, starting the car, and even filing her nails.
"(Name)-"
"I know, I know, 'be careful'. Is there something wrong, Enma? You've been acting like this all day."
He looked at the ground, debating on if he should tell her about the nightmare he had. To him, it seemed liked something small to get upset about. But mostly it was what had happened that gave him paranoia.
"Well...I did have a nightmare..."
(Name) nodded. "Okay. What exactly happened?"
"I was holding you...your body was ice cold and your stomach was bleeding, like you were shot or something."
(Name) sighed and gave Enma a kiss on the cheek. "I can see why you were so jumpy."
"I'm really sorry (Name)..."
She wrapped her arms around him. "There's nothing to be sorry about. But there is one thing I want you to do."
"What?"
"Stop watching Final Destination."
A/N: :P No megusta, but I tried. Sorry for the wait, school is kicking Onee-chan's butt (especially math x_x).