Hi again! :D I've been getting Reviews on how short my first Chapter was. I'm sorry for the mess up.

It's just that I have 4 hours to be on my computer, not including the time for supper/dinner. c:

Anyways, I'm giving you a longer Chapter this time, way longer than my first.

So, enjoy! ***I do NOT own the BRS series. This was made by Huke, or whoever.***

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Another friend...

Yomi blinks, staring at the beaming young girl, with light brown hair. She could already feel Dead Master's greedy claws envolope her soul. "Uhm, Hi." She sounded like she felt, which made Mato frown."Yomi...what's wrong?"

The new girl beamed larger. "Names Yuu! Koutari Yuu! Not as in yourself, but as in Y-U-U!" She giggles. Yomi blinks once more. This was wasting her and Mato's hang out time.

"Right...uhm..." Yomi peered at Mato, who was frowning deeply, staring at Yomi with fierce worry. The bell rings. Great, just great! No time for Mato!

She felt her arms tense as she turned to her classroom. "Yomi!" Mato calls after her as Yomi opens the classroom door. Mato gasped, seeing a bit of depression in Yomi's emerald optics. Yomi shut the door, walking to her desk. Gym was close.

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Wind flows by a warrior, the pale girls neon blue optics staring into the distance. She heaved a sigh, grasping her rock cannon hard. She had just fought Black Gold Saw, who seemed not real pleased with how she fought. Rock rolled her eyes. Gold Saw always had that expression.

Hmm, looks like I'm needed soon. Well, let's not fret now. It's gonna happen a little later.

Neon green optics stared down a deep green corridor, nothing showing movement. The only sound in the hallway was the tap of her scythe, and the moaning of her black skulls, with glowing neon green eye holes and mouths.

Dead Master could feel the stinge of jealousy in her other self, making her greedy. Don't worry, Yomi. Your stinge of jealousy is gonna be gone soon enough. You are going to be MINE.

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Don't worry, Yomi. Your stinge of jealousy is gonna be gone soon enough. You are going to be MINE. Yomi knew that voice.

Stress filled her as she got hit in the face with a volleyball. "Ow..." She mutters.

"Yoomi!" The coach called, catching Mato's attention. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Yomi mutters, rubbing where the ball hit. She narrowed her eyes and went back to playing. Once she was done, she walked to the bench where Mato would meet her. But, there was a guest.

Koutari Yuu...

The two were chatting, waiting for Yomi. They were talking about basketball, which Mato always spoke to her about. She narrowed her eyes, heaving a sigh, catching their attention. "Ah, Yomi!" Mato got up and ran to her friend. Yomi felt the sting of Dead Master's greedy claws get tighter as her jealousy increased.

Soon they were walking to the train station, Mato and Yuu still talking. Yomi lingered behind, watching the concrete. Why...? She narrowed her eyes more, clenching fists. Me and Mato are good friends, alone. I like being with Yuu, but she takes Mato away...Mato...why...?

Mato looked back at Yomi. "Hm, Yomi...?"

Yomi didn't listen. Her arms ached from Dead Master's greedyness. "Yomi!"

"Mm." She hmmed. She wasn't paying attention. She looked up at Mato for a second, then looked down. Mato watched Yomi with worry.

"Yomi..."

Yomi. Don't listen. She'll just abandon you over and over again. Come with me. I'll help you.

Yomi stopped, making Mato and Yuu stop as well. "Yomi?" Mato squeaks.

"I'll take a shortcut." Was all she could bear to say as she turned away, walking down into the grass.

"Yomi! Why?"

Why why why. That's all she ever asks.

Exactly.

Yomi kept walking. She ignored it when Mato called after her. She just kept walking. Her emerald optics stared before her. She stopped when Mato finally chased after and linked her cold hand in Yomi's warm one.

"Yomi! Please, walk with us! If you want to talk-"

"No." Snarls Yomi. Mato tightened her grip on Yomi's warm hand. "W-What?"

"I said no." Yomi looked back at Mato. "I'll give you some peace to talk with Koutari." Yomi walks off again, Mato started to cry as Yomi's hand slips out of hers.

"Yomi..." She squeaks, watching Yomi's silhouette disappear.

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Long? ewe

I'll do a double chapter today. I feel like typing stories. owo