Stupid laptop in the sky… I was typing up this chapter when my laptop suddenly froze and I had to 'x' out without being able to save what I had written so I have to start all over again. Once again im on a fudging plane that scares the chiz outta me.
Folders scattered haphazardly across the desk, the papers that were usually safely tucked inside spread out in front of the reader or falling to the floor in aggravation. The young man with spiky black hair picked up the fallen sheets and grimaced at the unusually heinous murders. Yet, the man sitting and going through each individual photo seemed only more and more urked as he flung another set from last week's murder to his feet.
"S-Sasazuka-senpai…what is it that you are looking for in all these photo's?" Asked the black haired man. Sasazuka sighed angrily.
"An image."
"An image, what kind?"
"Something like the one in Katsuragi-san's photos. You remember how I told you I saw an image of Yako's Imaginary Friend in one of them?" he asked after taking a drag from his cigarette. The young man nodded not really understanding.
"If I can find other images like that one then perhaps I can find a clue to who is behind all of the 'Friend' killings. But I'm afraid that if I do find something I could use, then it may cause Yako to become the main suspect…expecially if those images are of that thing I saw with her a couple weeks ago when her English teacher was murdered." The detective explained sadly.
"It's hard to believe someone like that kid could be involved…losing her father to the same strange murders." Sasazuka murmured. He sat back in his chair in defeat, no other photo's had the image of the tall 'friend' that stayed by Yako. The man bit his lip in aggravation.
"Don't worry sempai! I know you'll find some kind of clue!" Ishigaki cheered.
(that opening was a few weeks old now sigh…what to write~)
Groaning in her still groggy state Yako turned to her side on her bed to face the wall her bed was up against. Her head nested in her soft, without acid burnt holes, pillow with her honey brown bed head shielding her eyes from the faint morning sun. School was canceled for the following week due to Kagura-sensei's death, and she was not going to waste her much needed free time stupidly….But for now she really, really wanted to sleep until hell froze over. And the reason for that, her fried nerves what else?
The thought of a murderer sneaking onto the high schools campus and even taking a victim was such a traumatizing thing to know. Especially, if you personally could have been the one laying in a pool of your own blood if you were not at lunch; boy was Yako ever thankful for her never ending appetite.
A shift on the other side of her bed furrowed her brows and a picture of Neuro entered her mind. That's right…it wasn't just her teacher that was killed, but an Imaginary Friend just like the one laying so close to her now. What did this mean? Was it just by chance, or was there someone out to get those with the invisible companions? Something told the teenager she didn't want the answer to her questions.
Behind her the blond man growled, she felt the bed shift telling the teenager he was wide awake. Keeping her honey eyes closed, maybe her 'friend' will wander off somewhere and give her peace of mind. Another grunt on his end told her that she was sorely mistaken about Neuro's hopeful charity.
"Yako, someone is coming to the door." He said with disdain, for what reason she couldn't tell. Maybe he wanted a lazy day too? Just as the blond creature predicted, Yako's ears perked when she heard the sound of the door bell ringing and her mothers' faint footsteps from down stairs. Then the click of an opening door, a muffled greeting.
"So I was right…That detective isn't as stupid as I thought." Neuro murmured and stood up. Yako turned over in the bed and cracked an eye open.
"Detective?" she asked. The green eyed man glanced at her before slamming his hand in her face, the teenager let out a strangled noise before she was lifted up.
"Neuro, why do you have to do this so early in the morning!" she complained.
"No particular reason, its' just your face makes me want to beat you into oblivion." Her Imaginary Friend said simply as he roughly set her down by her closet so she could get dressed.
"I don't know whether that's a compliment or an insult…" Sighing Yako opened the closet door and shuffled through her clothes, many of which were in season thanks to her fashion savvy friend Kanae. Turning to Neuro after picking out a simple black dress made with warm fabric and a multi striped scarf to keep her neck warm she stared at him crossly.
"What?" he asked.
"Get out of my room, I'm not changing with you in it."
Neuro chuckled.
"Don't worry flea, nothing of your low caliber body will entice this body."
Oh now that was just low…It felt as if an arrow of insults had just impaled her right on the spot. She remembered how Kanae once commented on her lack of curves, but it never really fazed her. She wasn't looking for a boyfriend anyways so why bother with appearances. But the crude and straight-forward way Neuro had insulted her somehow just hit a nerve.
"Neuro…." She seethed. Said man narrowed his eyes in challenge.
"Yes flea?"
"Get the hell out of my room!" She yelled and threw the coat hanger at him. Catching it easily with two fingers the man smirked with malice. Oh shit.
Before Yako could say a thing her body was pushed into her closet. Neuro, how towered over her slammed the door closed. Through the darkness she saw his glowing eyes.
"Neuro I-" A hand clamped over her mouth, the look he gave her telling her to keep quiet…or else. Yako nodded and waited for the reason for the silence. A moment later her mother's voice was heard talking with someone as they walked up the stairs and down the hall to her room.
"…elly is a pleasure to see you again Sasazuka-sensei." Her mother said.
"Yes, your tea is as unusual tasting as usual…" said the strained voice of a certain detective. Yako tilted her head in her 'friends' hand. Why was Sasazuka-sensei in her house? Was something the matter? Her eyes widened what if he found her father's murderer! Wanting to see the man the girl tried to stand, only to be shoved into the wall by Neuro.
"Neuro, what are you doing? What if he has news on my father!" she wrapped her hands around the creatures wrist is attempt to push him off. She wanted to know so badly! Who was is that killed a loving man like her father? He was such a normal business man, he meant no harm to anyone, she just had to know!
Neuro gritted his fangs as a struggle between him and his creator ensued. He grabbed her wrist so tight he knew it would hurt her. But still she insisted on the need to be free and see that nosy detective. Why was she so persistent? Was it really her father's death that drew his creator to him? An uneasy feeling festered in the pit of his stomach; it made him hungry for blood.
"Yako!" he growled and slammed her into the wall in attempt to stun the struggling girl. But the plan backfired; at that moment the girl kicked his leg, sending them both to the dusty floor and gasping for air.
The door to the bedroom slammed open then and hurried footsteps followed.
"What's wrong Detective?" Yako's mother asked. From inside the closest Neuro pressed his chest to Yako in attempt the shut her up, his hand fisted her short hair as precaution.
"Strange…I thought I heard a noise in here." The man said.
"Oh…Yako isn't in here? Maybe she is in the shower," The mother said. "Let's wait for her back downstairs, she takes forever in there."
"Sure, just….just no more tea. IF you don't mind let me make some coffee." The detective sighed. When the door clicked closed Neuro did not bother to move, until a frantic tapping on his arm and a strange tightening feeling in his lungs reminded him that Yako was just below him and suffering from asphyxiation. He grinned with his eyes wide, lifting his chest the human coughed and gasped. It was fun to watch in his opinion.
"Neuro are you trying to kill me!" She complained. Neuro stared at her with the same grin, she sighed.
"Ok…don't answer that. Just…get off." She sighed and let her fingers graze the fabric of Neuro's blue suit.
"Hmmm, but I'm quite comfortable. Maybe I'll start to sleep on you more often flea, now that I found something you're good at." He stated. Screaming in frustration the two continued their closet struggle until the door ended up broken and in two on the hardwood floor. Huffing in anger that she would have to figure out a way to fix it later Yako grabbed her clothes and stormed off to the bathroom to shower and then see what Sasazuka-sensei wanted.
From his position on the floor Neuro watched his meal ticket scamper away. He licked lips then bit the bottom one. He had been so close he almost started to drool. Clicking his tongue he stood up to dust his clothes.
"I knew you would be in here." A dull voice said. Neuro looked up from his suit in surprise, grinning his eyes glowed.
"And to what do I owe to this unwelcome visit…Sasazuka-sensei?" Neuro mocked as the man before him dug for something in his department store suit.
"I want you to tell me what the meaning of this picture is." He said and held out the photo. The Imaginary Friend walked forward and took the evidence, his grin growing to show his sharp teeth.
"I believe this wasn't the only thing you want to ask?"
Sasazuka nodded.
"Did you kill Katsuragi-san?"
Neuro stared down at the photo of himself, vague and transparent, not yet 'born' and continued to grin.