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"Heheh," A small child in a red dress approached Ayumi with scissors, opening and closing them. They squeaked, blood and rust flaking off like dandruff. Ayumi wanted to scream, but she couldn't. She felt paralyzed, her breath catching in her throat. The child's greasy, long hair parted slightly, revealing a small mouth. She opened it, letting blood drip out. Ayumi couldn't move and it was like her eyes, were being kept open by a powerful force. The girl moved at a slow speed, but she was coming too quick in the eyes of Ayumi. Though the girl was small, her footsteps felt like an earthquake, descending upon her. The girl let out a manic giggle, "HehehehehehHEHEheehe," it echoed into the room. Her scissors opened and closed, never stopping. And then the girl was right in front of Ayumi, the point of the scissor's blade, pinpointed on her pupil. "Bye, Bye, Bye!" The child snickered, and only then was Ayumi aloud to let out a high pitched scream as the scissors plunged into her eye.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeaaaah!" Ayumi opened her eyes, letting out a strangled cry as she took in her surroundings. As she did she placed a very confused looking Yoshiki. Her cheeks flustered as she remembered how she stayed over. "Uh what time is it?" She mumbled, not wanting to explain the scream she had let out moments before.
Yoshiki eyed her curiously, leaning up against his kitchen counter. "It's 5:30 in the morning. Why were you screaming? I mean you screamed a lot," He brought up the subject rather bluntly, but that was Yoshiki. Always short and blunt.
Standing up, Ayumi looked at the floor, taking notice of the small scratches. "I-It w-was nothing!" She demanded, wanting to let the subject go. It was just nightmares, and at this point in her life they were expected. She really didn't want to explain herself, because she'd seem like a freak.
He walked closer to her, almost a breath away. Using his finger to move her chin up, he smiled gently. "You don't have to tell me, but I'd appreciate if you did. It's only fair, I mean you kept me up the whole night," He chuckled in a joking manner as he stared into her stormy blue eyes.
Ayumi felt she was in a trance, her mouth slight ajar, and her eyes big and wide. She struggled to find words, but eventually came up with a measly explanation. "S-sometimes I have really bad nightmares. That was probably the worst one…"
Yoshiki nodded sympathetically, before pulling her into a warm hug. It was purely friendly, but Ayumi felt herself melt into his arms, closing her eyes. She sniffled, trying to hold back the tears that pricked her eyes. She was telling the truth when she said that it was the worst nightmare she'd ever had. It had genuinely scared her.
Pulling out, Yoshiki gave her an awkward half smile. "I'm going to go shower, feel free to help yourself to whatever's in the fridge," Ayumi nodded, and then he walked off into the hallway.
She wasn't particularly hungry, but she was curious. Her eyes went straight to a picture, she had noticed it the night before. It was Yoshiki and a young girl, around Yuka Mochida's age. The girl had dark brown hair, and shared the same gray eyes as Yoshiki. Though hers were more rounded, and kinder looking, she was still a spitting image of him. It was no doubt that the girl was his sister. Engraved in the bottom, in small letters it said, Miki. Ayumi smiled, picking up the picture, and placing it back down.
Quietly tip-toeing through the hallway past the bathroom, Ayumi approached what she believed was Yoshiki's bedroom. Opening the door soundlessly, she walked into the room. It was rather small, with only a closet, a double bed and a night table. There were a few things thrown around, but like the rest of his apartment, it was surprisingly clean. The bed had clean sheets, all black. It looked like it had been just made, which surprised her. After giving the room a quick look over, she turned, but bumped directly into something, someone.
"What are you doing in my room?" Yoshiki asked, looking down at Ayumi who had fallen from the impact. His towel was loosely wrapped around his waist, and like Ayumi had imagined, he was pleasantly muscular. While he didn't have a six pack, he did have a very muscular build. Broad shoulders, toned pecs and stomach. She was practically drooling, hardly listening to his question.
"I… Um…. Was…." She was at a loss of words, standing up quickly and brushing her skirt off. He moved to the side, letting her slip out with a light blush on her face. Her heart was beating faster by the minute, as she sat down on the couch. Stuffing her things in her bag, Ayumi shuffled out of the apartment and ran home.
Ayumi almost completely forgot about the time of day when she walked into in her house and slammed the door. She completely regretted it when she heard the footsteps of her parents, clomping down the stairs.
"Ayumi?" Her father blinked, running a hand through his messy black hair.
Asuka and Ayato made it to the bottom of the steps, dazed, tired, and confused. "Why didn't you tell us you were spending the night at Mayu's? We called you 8 times, and texted you 30!" Asuka said angrily, placing a hand on her hip, as she questioned her daughter.
"Wait, what?" Ayumi pulled her phone out of her backpack, looking at her missed call list. Mayu's house? She wondered why they thought that, but it was better than telling them she'd spent the night at a boy's house. Who lived alone. In the worst part of their city. "Oh… Um sorry, I fell asleep early…" She mumbled, staring at her parents sheepishly.
Asuka and Ayato nodded, heading back upstairs to their room. That was surprisingly easy, Ayumi thought to herself as she walked into their living room. She was completely elated. Her heart pumped furiously as she thought about the previous day's events. He had hugged her, TWICE. She giggled at the thought, laying back on the couch. Yawning she decided she should probably take a shower, to calm her nerves.
"Class! Settle down!" Ms. Shishido shouted over the sound of her students. Homeroom had just started, and they needed to start the newest project. As she got the attention of her class, she smiled happily. "We're starting a new project, that we'll be working on in school only. You and a partner, that I'm picking, will choose a subject you feel strongly about. Together you'll write a small script, and act it out in front of class."
Everyone seemed bored with the idea except for Mayu and Morshige. They were both very good actors, and Morshige even liked writing scripts! It was perfect for the two of them.
"I'll be reading out the partners now. Nakashima and Suzomoto. Shinohara and Mochida. Kishinuma and Morshige. Shinozaki and Aoki…"
The list drowned on from then on forth. Ayumi felt sick to her stomach. Was it some sort of joke to have Mai as he partner? It had to be! As everyone started pairing up, Mai walked up with a sly smirk on her face.
"Hey, partner." The black haired girl snickered at Ayumi's horrified expression. "I say we do the play on female insecurities. Like, perhaps, flat chests?"
Ayumi glared at Mai as she brought up her body. "What about girls with ego's bigger than their brain? That's a subject I'm surely curious about." Ayumi gave Mai a smirk back, trying to prove that she wasn't going to take the girl's crap.
As the two girls argued, across the classroom, two others plotted.
"The mall's so average! I say we invite them ice skating! Then it wouldn't be obvious when we left them alone to skate!" Mayu giggled, thinking about her friend skating with the blonde hair boy. It absolutely joyed her to think that Ayumi had a crush!
Naomi laughed as well, thinking of Mayu's idea as genius. "Perfect! We'll invite them today!" The girls smiled at each other.
Though their conversation was going well, Morshige and Yoshiki's was not.
"What if I want to write the goddamn script!" Yoshiki shouted, glaring at Morshige.
Morshige rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "Alright, genius. What's your script idea?" He challenged.
Yoshiki gave him a blank look, "Okay fine… you can write the stupid script!" He threw his arms up in the air, signaling he wasn't happy about the arrangement.
A victorious smile played on Morshige's features, "Glad we've come to an understanding Kishinuma. Let's get started."
Even though Satoshi and Seiko were right next to Yoshiki and Morshige, they could barely hear their conversation.
"Ah come on Mochi! Tell Naomi how much you love her big voluminous boobies!" A large cat like smile spread across Seiko's face.
Satoshi blushed at the comment, "I d-don't Shinohara!" He demanded, really wanting the conversation about Naomi's boobs to stop.
Seiko clapped, "You're such an awful actor, Mochi! You should do the script writing!" She giggled happily.
Satoshi looked at the ground. This project is off to a rocky start…