Bloody red tears

by rosen-grace

Yuki meets a man that has completely changed his life in a course of a very short period and is now breathing in his new realization and that trauma that has come over it.

5. Chapter 5

Masashi walked through the corridors of the apartment complex passively as he searched for Yuki's apartment. The boy had a certain scent to him so it was obvious that none of these sets of doors was his. As he was just about to give up, he saw a small color of Burnett hair pass by around the corner,

'Where's Yuki going at this time of hour?' he checked his watch, 1:43am, 'This is certainly an unhealthy hour to be walking about.'

He peeked around the corner; it was Yuki for sure; Masashi couldn't help but grin, he was highly curious on what Yuki could possible do.

~Yuki~

He pulled his coat over him at a feverish state, he knew very well that it wasn't best for him to be walking around at this late at night. Yuki couldn't sleep at all, the fever made him uncomfortable at his heated state.

'A walk should do.' he said softly to himself, help him both cool down and settle his mind at a more calmer area to sleep.

Yuki walked towards the small set of elevators near his apartment, not wanting to take the steps even though they might have been a quicker trip. He pressed the button, the elevator made a reassuring sound that it censored its command. It didn't take long until the doors slid open; as he walked in, he couldn't help but notice a dark figure at the corner of his eye. He looked up to see who it was, but there was no one there. He continued inside pressing the first floor button were he usually got out for work. As the doors slid close, he couldn't help but look at the same spot again, this time he saw a figure standing near the shadows, the outline of its body looked familiar,

'...Masashi..?' He tried squinting to see if he could get a better view but it was too late.

The elevator jolted down,

'No, I must be imagining things...' he touched his forehead to make sure the fever wasn't getting any worse.

He decided to make a small trip to the store to buy some more medicine for the fever once he heads back home from his walk; he was running short anyways.

The doors slid open once more and Yuki immediately stepped out, it was cooler in the first floor, the corridors howled as the the wind whistled through them. He took the left, the same place were Masashi had dropped him off eariler; he was greeted by large street lights that flickered and glowed through out the numbered parking lot, the place was surrounded by various apartment buildings, each with it's own view of a balcony and whatever belongings that a person left on the balcony, the buildings made a partially complete square except for a large, gated opening that was meant for residents only to enter through.

Yuki walked across the parking lot, very few cars entered this late so he decided to go through the gates; there was a keypad above the knob of the smaller gated door; conveniently made for those who walked, he took a moment to remember and entered the digits,

'1965...' the door buzzed and he finally opened it.

The streets of downtown were empty except for the occasional car, the street lights flickered from green, yellow, and finally a brightly colored red, the street signs buzzed their names and some neon lights from the store were carelessly on. Banners, posters, and a flyers that littered the street. He gazed the dark buildings that overflowed the streets, as empty as they are, they still presented their own presence in some way, how they always loom over the night seemed acknowledge them.

Yuki stopped near a crosswalk, not bothering to push the button that notified him that it was safe to walk, it was still empty through out the streets and he didn't even see any headlights coming up. He tightened the jacket around him, feeling the slight cold through his skin and started walking across. As Yuki continued to walk ahead, he saw the slight glimmers of the lake nearby; not so far away anymore, as the shops started to dissipate at the right side of the sidewalk and starting showing more of the other side of the city from across a bridge. The lake shimmered it's intensity in the late hours of the moon and stars and Yuki started to sigh in a slight sense of calmness. The waters wavered throughout the area, its grasp of the moon pulled through its waves, making them jump and quiver. Yuki crossed the street once more, and headed towards a small city park; it's many decks bounced with the waters. Yuki took a small step onto one of the decks, settling his body to balance with the flow of the moving deck. He then started to slowly walk down the deck and onto the edge where he sat down, cross-legged for a moment, enjoying the soft whispers of the waves.

Yuki stood up, knowing that he's tooken longer then he intended to stay at the park and turned around to head back home and pick the medicine up. When he did, he felt his foot unsteady and slip on one of the puddles that the deck had and fell into the lake. He felt the shimmer of cold water bite at every part of his body. He felt himself stiffen from the sudden temperature change and tried to swim back up but as he did so, Yuk felt himself being pushed back down by the waves. His eyes lurked at the surface of water, seeing the large shadow of the deck above,

'Come on Yuki, you can reach for it, just push through!' he tried swimming up again, his lungs started to burn from the lack of new air. He felt his hand break into the cold air but immediately going back down again. He could hold it in any longer, his lungs started to ache and Yuki couldn't stop himself from taking in a breath of water. Yuki's nostrils burned and gaging in the water that his body couldn't hold. He tried once more into getting a hold of the deck to push through and only pained himself into breathing in more water.

As his vision started to blur as if from the lack of sleep, he felt a wave of water break near him, until he finally passed out.