Chapter 5: Touch my cat and I'll massacre you
Most people would say that I have the personality of a cat while others would say that I have one of a devil. I don't care what they say about me, as long as there is a punk like cat boy near me telling me that I have a great personality, I'll be fine. But if someone else said something about him or tries to take him away from me, they're as good as dead.
"Alice~!" a black layered bob haired girl exclaimed as she ran up behind a light brown hair girl, Alice.
Alice turned to look at the layered bob hair, light blue eyed girl and smiled.
"What is it, Youji?" she asked sweetly.
"Um, could you help me with something? Please?" Youji asked in an oh-so-sweetly tone, as she clasps her hands together.
"Sure, what is it?" Alice asked.
"I can't quite describe it right now! You'll have to follow me in order for it to make any sense!" Youji pouted.
"Oh, alright. I'll follow you to see what it is." Alice laughed as she saw how childish Youji was being.
Youji's cat like ears perked up as she smiled with joy.
"Yay!" she exclaimed.
Alice laughed a little and looked at the little enthusiastic black cat.
"This way!" Youji exclaimed as she pointed towards a direction and walked in it.
Alice simply smiled and followed the eager little kitten.
After what seemed like hours of walking, Youji led Alice to a dark dimly lighted room within the Tower of clover. It looked like it was unused and forgotten.
"So, what's so important that you need help with in here?" Alice asked as she looked around the dim room.
Youji closed the door behind them and locked it. Alice grew a little worried as she slowly turned around to face Youji.
"There's something that I need you to do for me that no one else can." Youji said with a wicked smile on her child like face.
"A-and that would be?" Alice stammered.
Youji's smile grew wider as she giggled at the mere thought. She raised her head towards Alice, whose eyes grew wide with fear.
"I need you to 'disappear' from this world. If you know what I mean." Youji said, her eyes were a blood red color instead of a light blue color.
"No! I don't know what you mean!" Alice said as she backed up to the wall.
Youji frowned and magically appeared in front of the trembling Alice. Alice grew more scared as she realized that she was chained to the wall.
"I want you to die, that's all I'm asking. It's not much; all you have to do is stay there while I cut you up into tiny pieces of yourself! Ain't that fun?" Youji said as she picked up a scythe that was somehow lying on the floor in front of Alice.
Alice's breathing hitched as she saw the weapon that Youji was holding in her hand. Youji lifted it up behind her and swung it across Alice's chest. Alice let out a scream of pain as crimson red liquid poured out from the wound; some clinging to the blade.
"Ichi," Youji counted as she smiled with joy at the sight of the mind madding substance.
Alice looked at Youji, terrified of what Youji might do next. Youji lifted the scythe up behind her again and made a horizontal line across Alice's once more. Once again, Alice screamed and blood came pouring out and clung to the blade.
"Ni," Youji said as she continued counting in Japanese.
"Why are you doing this?" Alice asked in panic, which made Youji stop before she made her third attack.
"Why?" Youji repeated as she looked towards the ground.
Alice relaxed a little but quickly screamed in pain as she was cut again by the scythe's blade.
San,
"I'll tell you why." Youji said as she made another wound on Alice.
Yon,
"It's because you're slowly taking someone from me!"
Go,
"And that someone is the only one who can comfort me!"
Roku,
"Whenever my friends are busy with their guys, he's the only one who can play with me!"
Nana,
"Whenever I'm sad, he's the only one who makes an effort of cheering me up!"
Hachi,
"And you're slowly taking away Boris from me, you ikeike!" Youji screamed at the top of her lungs as she uncontrollable started slashing Alice mercilessly.
Tear were streaming down Youji's eyes as she thought how when Alice was around Boris would only focused on her, or how Boris would make a fool of himself for her. Why was she so important that people would make fools of themselves for her? She didn't understand and didn't want to. She rather be stained in Alice's blood than accept her as an equal, no one was an equal to her. No one.
As Youji finally clamed down, she saw the 'work' that she had done. The Alice that she once knew was no more, all was left of her was a bloody pile of guts, flesh, and bones that slowly let out the madding red liquid that was the giver of life and the sign of death.
Youji stared at the pile wide eyed for a moment before slowly laughing with joy. The person that was at the center of her problem was dead, and she was the one that led her to that wonderful ending.
"Youji, you're covered in blood! What happened? Has Ace been killing people in front of you again? And what's that on your face? Tear stains? Have you been crying? Youji, please tell me, has anyone picked on you? Has anyone hurt your feelings? Hurt you? Anything!" Boris asked as he examined the cat eared girl that was standing in front of his doorway, looking soullessly at him.
Youji shook her head and hugged the cat eared boy.
"I just happened to be at a wrong place at the wrong time, that's all." Youji said in a quiet voice that almost sounded like a whisper.
Boris looked down at the cat eared girl and knew what she meant.
"You didn't, did you?" Boris asked, dreadfully.
"Did what?" Youji asked as she regain her normal childish behavior, the very one that made Boris attracted to her.
Boris looked at her confused while she just stared up at him blankly. She blinked only once and Boris smiled his normal Chestier smile.
"I win!" Boris declared.
"We were having a staring contest? Why didn't you tell me? You could have said something about it! I call for a rematch!" Youji exclaimed childishly.
Boris simply laughed at her and gently led her into his room.
"Later, first we need to get you cleaned up. You're covered in blood and tear stains." Boris said, closing the door behind him.