Chapter 18- Trapped

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A/N: Blaaaaaa. Still ALL IN THE SAME DAY. *falls flat onto face* Shoutout to Yami for giving me some Gumi songs.

Thank wuu for doing that and not punching me in the face.

Enjoy.

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When I came to, I was still in the cell.

They think you're partial possesed. So they locked you up with me.

Well, that's a plus. I can enjoy being with you.

He snorted.

"They had to wrap the both of us up because it was so bad, they tried doing just you at first, but then it wouldn't stop because mine were still out in the open, so they did mine, which stopped your bleeding."

I thought it over.

Any cuts on my body were put exactly in proportion to Piko's size.

Any cuts on his body were put in proportion to my size.

Any pain I felt, he felt, which was then thrown back to me, and vice versa.

I'd never heard of something like this before, except in fantasy books.

It's highly amazing.

And at the same time, more pain and more blood in all.

I looked back at my blankets, which were clean.

"They did that just after they tied you up."

I nodded, pulled out a nice grey one, and wrapped it around me, sleepy.

Then..

They also revealed that they've had a security camera in here for ages.

I blinked.

Yep. That's what it means.

They had seen it all...

Well, there's that secret out.

I'm screwed.

We're screwed.

Well, there goes any hope of privacy.

I sighed, then, not really caring, I snuggled down in a nest of fluffy blankets.

Piko covered me again.

Then, I fell asleep.

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"It's not that hard, you know."

"I know."

"Just do it." I smile.

Then, a boom echoes throughout the area.

The scene changes...

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"You must be crazy, Gumi, to have done that!"

"Well, staying locked in a cell to have horrible pain sort of induces insanity."

"Still! It was ill considered-"

"Forget about it. It's done now. You can't do anything about it."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Positive."

"I beg to differ." His cold voice made me scared sometimes.

And now was not one of those times.

"You'll see, I'm not going to be wrong."

The scene changed...

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"Gumi-"

"It's all my fault! I wish I'd never hurt you like this!"

"You're hurting me more by saying that you're leaving."

"It'll be worse if I stay!"

"Gumi-"

Then, I ran.

"Gumi-" A crash. I whipped around...

..to see my nightmare come true.

Again it changed...

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"Can I have this dance, Miss Nemanon?"

"Certainly." I took his offered hand, regally holding myself up, head high. My face was of the sort that I considered everyone beneath me- one I'd seen enough on Neru Akita.

"So, you've already finished the next picture?"

"Yes. I'm nearly done on the twenty-third, too."

"For such a brilliant artist, you sure work fast."

"It's all about shortcuts, and how you use them."

The music washed over us as we began to waltz, my dress swaying with the beat of the music.

"Well, I would like to learn."

"I'll show you one day, just for the sake of it."

"Good."

Again, the music flooded over the lull in our conversation. I wanted to scream, to tear my hair out, to bloody my dress and cry in the corner.

But this was public, and I needed to seem like I'd changed.

At least to decency by their standards.

I was turned around, then I spun in a circle, my gloved fingers still in his.

We reconnected, then continued.

"I'm nearly done with the sixth chapter of the past story. It'll be done tomorrow."

"How many chapters will be in it?"

"I'm guessing around twenty."

Then, it all swirled into the dark unconsciousness I was so familiar with.

(((-)))

I awoke to pain. I winced, then reviewed my dreams.

Piko, who was still awake, also saw them.

That's odd. You've had ones like this before... and only one of them was fake?

I nodded, then stretched carefully, trying not to crack open the scabs that were already formed.

"It's almost as if you were seeing the future..."

"I know, it's really freaking me out... it's one twelve AM."

"I slept a bit, but not much."

"Then sleep, I'm wide awake."

"Well, because you are, I am, too. Remember."

Remember the security camera, I muttered to him. He snorted.

"Well, this just reduces our time in here. I really want to get out of here."

"So do I. And this will likely increase it."

"I don't care."

"Well, I do. I won't have you being tortured just because I was the idiot who made another mistake. Really, I'm screwed."

"So am I."

"Because of me, like-"

"Not like always. You're right and you take amazing paths a lot. For instance, stalking me a few months ago was an amazing choice." He shut his eye and laid his head down next to me.

"How? You wouldn't be here."

"No... I'd be dead, likely. I would have went anyways, and at one point or another I'd have ended up here all the same. So, now I have you to cuddle when I need someone small and sweet to hold."

"I'm neither small or sweet."

"To me, you're both."

"Well, I'm still not sweet."

"Your name betrays your ignorance. Sweetness is hidden somewhere within you. I'm digging for it."

"I doubt you'll get it."

"Well, I don't."

I sighed, then rested my head on his.

"You really are a persistent, cute jerk. Usually I don't put up with people like that, but because you're cute, I make an exception. Like Rin and Miku."

"Your shopping friend fanatics."

"Yeah. Both of them are stubborn, rude, and adorable, so I made exceptions. I have a weakness for cute things, like cats."

"I like cats too. I used to have this friend who absolutely adored cats. Her name was ironic- or maybe just intentional- Nekomura Iroha." I snorted.

"Seems she was destined to be a cat lover from the day she was born."

"Indeed, it does."

Silence, as we just rested and felt the warmth of the other.

"You know..."

"What?"

"I'm really worried that if I don't get you out, then you'll be stuck in here forever. I can't bear that."

"Neither can I. You're leaving at six."

"But..."

"No buts. If you try to come back in, I'm going to block the window so you stay out."

I sighed. "Alright. But if you get so much as a scratch, I am coming with a grenade, a P90, and a Desert Eagle. Don't think I won't."

"I'm sure you will."

Then, we sat in the dark cell, silently awaiting six, when I would have to leave.

I wished that it could never end.

So do I, Gumi. So do I.

Too bad...

"That all good things must come to an end," we finished aloud in whispers.

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