Updating so quickly, wow. I had nothing else to do, and a lot of free time, so I decided to do the fourth chapter. Hope you enjoy! :) Still don't have a beta, so if there;s any mistakes or the characters are too OOCish, I apologize beforehand.

Choice of Music: The Devil's Trill - Vanessa Mae, Persephone - Lullaby

Chapter 4 - Darkness In Myself

K stood outside the door to his apartment, fumbling for his key to get it. Ever since he had entered the complex, the sounds of screaming and glass breaking could be heard.

'Oh god, oh god, oh god, Vice went on a rampage!' he panicked. He could only hope that Kia wasn't going to be hurt in any way, or worse, killed.

He inserted the key into the lock, and opened the door to see Vice slam his bedroom door shut and jam a chair into it. A loud banging could be heard on the other side, and it didn't sound like it was Kia's fist.

"Vice, what did you do?" K asked, inspecting the damage. One broken window, Kia's bedroom door was off its hinges, there was a good size hole in the wall, and broken glass lay everywhere.

"What did I do? That fucking bitch went psycho on me!" Vice said. When he turned to face K, he saw that the left side of his face was horribly broken up, like he had been struck with something. "She used the shower curtain as a billy club!"

A loud crack was heard, and K's bedroom door was now off its hinges, and Kia stood there. She was in complete dissaray, her hair and clothes a mess, and was holding a dented metal bar in her hand.

"I WENT PSYCHO? YOU'RE THE ONE WHO PEEKED ON ME!" she screamed, swinging at Vice. He used his gauntlet to block her attack, a loud ping echoing in the warzone of an apartment.

"I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS YOU!"

*Cue more fighting*

Kia sighed deeply, wishing she could wring Vice's neck. "Why that little, the next time I see him, its gonna be..." she made a mocking notion of pulling out a pistol and shooting him between the eyes.

K had scolded them both (with Vice yelling back at him, and terrifying her uncle), and Kia retreated to her room while K ran back to the store to get supplies to fix all the stuff they had broken, and wouldn't be back till later. Much later. Where Vice was, she didn't care.

It was already passed nine, and K still had not returned home. Kia looked out for the green douji as she left the safety of her room.

She was just a tad hungry, and wanted something to munch on. After finding a small bowl of instant ramen, she boiled up some water and mixed the noodles.

Plopping herself on the couch, she flipped through the channels on something interesting to watch, and settled on an anime that looked interesting. It was about a kid that had a fake metal arm and had a brother who was nothing but a suit of armor with a soul attached to it. Slowly, she felt her eyelids droop, and drifted off.

Kia ran, hiding from Risa and her mother. "Kia, Kia come back," she heard her mother call her. She ran through the woods, hiding.

Next thing she knew, she was back in her house. It was late, very late. She could hear her sister screaming, and her mother pleading with someone, or something. Kia looked into the living room and saw a creature. It looked like a demon, with a black mane and golden eyes.

Bloodthirsty, golden eyes.

A flash of green, great claws striking down on her mother and sister.

Kia screamed, seeing the Monster grin a sickening grin, like it was pleasurable to it to see them suffer.

Her scream had caught the attention of the Monster, and it turned to face her. Hungry eyes, eyes like that of a predator. Eyes that would threaten to destroy anything and everything it saw.

Kia woke up, breathing heavily. She was drenched in a cold sweat, and was shivering. Not because she was cold, but because she was scared.

She rubbed the sides of her arms, trying to shake away the terror that came with the dream. She thought she had gotten past that, past the Monster that lurked within her mind. The Monster that killed her mother and sister.

When Kia looked around, she noticed that she was no longer out on the couch that she had originally fallen asleep on. She had been put to bed, like a small child. She checked her phone, seeing if K had called her, like he said he would when he left the store.

She didn't remember getting up and walking to her bedroom, and she didn't even feel someone pick her up and place her there. Leaving her bedroom, she saw something that would have been a jackpot for her.

Vice was sleeping. Not just a simple cat-nap, but deep sleeping. He had stretched out on the couch, his feet hanging off the other arm. His face, usually in a permanent frown or glare, was slightly relaxed from its usual state.

Kia sat in the armchair next to him, watching him sleep. The douji's bare chest gently rose and fell with each breath he took, sometimes giving off a deep, contented sigh.

'Maybe he didn't really try to peek on me,' she thought to herself. Reaching out gently, she played with his hair, sometimes brushing his face with it or tickling his nose. He would give a snort, and then resume sleeping. Had she knew he wasn't going to wake up for some time, this would have been perfect for payback.

Instead, she flipped out her phone, and took a picture of her victim. After saving the picture to her phone's memory, she looked around for something that could be used as a blanket. Finding a faded pink torn comforter, she covered him with it. Seeing as how hilarious it was for him to be almost cuddling a pink blanket, she took another picture.

Once she was sure her work was done, she retreated to her room for the night.

-Vice POV-

When sure enough, he heard the door of her room click shut, he opened his eyes. He could tell what her every move was, and wondered why she didn't attack him when he was "vulnerable".

He heard her. Her terrified whimpers seeing her tremble in her sleep. It was almost ecstasy seeing her in fear, and yet, it awoke something in him he didn't recognize, and shoved it down anyways. Pulling the blanket over his head, he closed his eyes once again on the world, and surrendered himself to the darkness.

Please leave your thoughts. It does help if someone reviews or something, because I'm starting to get a little nervous on if the characters are OOCish or not, and so on and so forth. If anything of the sort has happened, I do very apologize.