Ayumi's stomach hurt a lot. It turned out days and days of not eating could wear a person out. She always thought she knew what hunger was when she didn't eat anything between breakfast and dinner. Damn, she was so wrong. Her limbs felt weak. The only energy in her was from the water, which was empty of everything but the actual hydration factor. Also, as pathetic as it was, she had already begun to lose count of the days. No way it had been more than a week, right? She was so worn out... next time he presented food to her... ugh, she may just have to accept. Her dulled blue eyes traveled to the new form beside her. How often was this going to happen? That some new, scared, innocent person would be dragged in here to suffer? Could she even begin to explain to them what may happen to them? Or was it kinder to leave them ignorant? Maybe she should just play dead.

"W-why am I h-here?" the girl cried. Ayumi couldn't specifically guess her age. She looked older than her, but most people did. Maybe she was a senior too? Although, it had to be for a different high school.

Ayumi bit the inside of her cheek, her eyes shifting towards the floor. The crimson stains have faded but were still visible. The girl stared at Ayumi, following the gaze to the red floor. This caused the girl to let out an awful, gut-wrenching wail as she buried her face against her hand. Ayumi watched the girl sadly, thinking to herself: 'You're here to die.'

The next day was a weekend, so Yuuya came in much earlier. Today, he'd get to have even more fun... He walked in with a bundle of wood he had collected from outside, along with some flammable liquid. "Good morning ladies... How are you doing?" he asked casually, his natural curled smile on his face. He approached them and took the girl from her place next to Ayumi. He wasn't sure which he liked best... A girl's scream or guy's... He guessed it would have to be a tie! After all, everyone's guttural screams were so pleasurable to him, he simple couldn't pick a favorite. "Today will be quite fun," he mentioned to the two, humming with a care free tone.

Ayumi stared at as he came in, confused initially. Then she remembered weekends and mentally cursed. How long with this go on for? Asuka's had taken forever, but he had said he had to cut it short. Would this be an all-day thing? Ayumi didn't think she could handle it. Especially since this girl had talked so much. She was a senior at Seisei Academy, her name is Kaidou Nori the oldest sibling of three, had just started going steady with this boy she met at a concert, and her parents were divorced. The information was unwanted, but the girl had been rambling. The intense dread in Ayumi's stomach made her feel like she was choking. She wanted to go home so badly.

"Please, my parents have money! They'll pay you whatever you want!" Nori began to beg as he moved her. Pride wasn't something most indulged in when their existence was hanging over their head.

Yuuya just smiled down at the girl, chuckling darkly as she began to talk about money. "If I wanted money, don't you think I would've already requested it?" he asked her with a cruel smile, pushing the girl onto her stomach and pinning her down at her back, "No... what I want is something far better." Today, he was only using one method, but it'd still take a lot of the day, and probably be even slower and more painful than his last project. He grabbed a rope he had placed to the side the prior night, tying her hands together behind her back. Even with that down, though, he still had his knee on her, to assure she didn't try to get away in any form. He grabbed her leg and removed any clothing from it, so the skin was bare, then repeated the process with her other leg. He grabbed the jug of flammable fluid, first pouring a little on the wood, and then a small bit on her feet, ankles, and a little ways up, but not to her knees. "I want your screams."

Ayumi watched with a pale face as he began his torture. Nori was squirming and flailing whatever body parts she could in a small attempt to fight against what was about to happen. She watched voicelessly as he stripped her of any clothes on her legs. Ayumi's heart began to pound so loudly in her ears, she couldn't hear anything. She just watched in absolute horror as the what she assumed was gasoline was poured onto her. But, only a small part of her body. Ayumi was pretty sure she knew what was going to happen, and Nori's screams and hysteric cries told her that the other girl probably knew as well.

"Please! Don't! I don't deserve this! I'm a good person!" Nori choked out between sobs. Ayumi tensed, eyes looking down at the ground in front of her. There was no way to talk yourself out of this. The killer was in it for the killing, nothing else. He wouldn't care about morals and all he aimed to gain was the satisfaction of his cruel acts.

Yuuya pulled out a lighter from his school bag, eyes gazing at the metal with an excited spark. "That's good to know... The nice ones usually have better screams," he mentioned, lighting the fire on the wood. He lifted his knee for a short moment to slide Nori across the floor, then placed it back onto her. His hand held her legs just out of reach of the licking flames, just taking in the pleasure of her cries and begs for a moment longer. He gave a small laugh, eyes drawn to the orange flames as he let her legs drop across the flame, the fire grabbing at her skin quickly with the small amount of gas that her skin had latched onto.

Ayumi typically loved fire. Only, in very small quantities and in a controlled environment. It was something she associated with horror, of course, because her scary story times were always illuminated by the candle's dim light. This fire was something completely different, a raging beast feeding on the girl's flesh. Nori's screams increased, her begs becoming inaudible as the pain wiped away her ability to form words. Ayumi looked away once again. It seemed sick to watch, and she didn't want to see the charred flesh or exposed bone. Although, as it was last time, it was impossible to ignore a person's most pained cries. The smell of burning flesh hit her hard as well, turning her stomach inside out. Her hand clutched her mouth as the smell quickly made the room smell toxic.

Yuuya laughs increased as Nori's screams grew, and her speech just becoming a jumble of sounds. This continued until her legs were completely charred. He took his knee from her again, untying her hands only to position them again in front of her. He took out a pocket knife, slicing off the long sleeves of her uniform, not really taking care to not cut into her flesh a couple of times. He tore the sleeves from her arms, and poured the gas on them up to about halfway along her forearm. He forced them into the fire, but didn't hold them there like he had her legs. Once they caught fire, and were adequately blazing, he stepped back to watch the show. Where the fire caught next depended on where Nori would flail. He loved using human instincts against them... If he had to bet, he'd guess her torso would catch fire first, and then spread on her clothes after that... Basically, if she moved to catch her clothes ablaze at all, she was dead. That didn't mean it'd come swiftly, though, of course.

It was one thing to kill someone, it was another to do it slowly and tortuously. Ayumi bit her cheek hard, letting herself concentrate on that pain instead of the disgusting smell in the air. She kept believing Nori's screams would have reach the peak of their loudness, but as the girl's arms were drenched in flames, the volume only increased. The worse was the pain and terror behind the ear-piercing noise. Nori was absolutely terrified and in an incredible amount of pain. Ayumi could only sit trembling, eyes glued on the floor. Absolutely useless.

Nori's instinct was to flail, to try the stop, drop, and roll that was so diligently taught in younger years. Not that she had much room to do anything with her movements, but what she could do, she tried. It didn't entered her terrified mind that she was furthering her own demise. She moved, trying to wave the fire off of her arms. The embers licked her hair and top of her uniform. It didn't take long for the flames to eat away at the flammable parts of her to reach the skin.

Yuuya watched in utter delight as her body slowly became engulfed in flames. Her hair, scalp, clothes, torso... It was all under the gorgeous orange-red flames. His eyes lit up with joy at Nori's pain, and occasionally flicked over to Ayumi to revel in the emotional torture at the same time. Having an audience was so much better than just hearing a person's scream by oneself... He found that he equally enjoyed damaging Ayumi's mind as much as he enjoyed damaging others' bodies.

Ayumi wasn't sure how long the burning took. She could feel the smell of burning flesh cling to her as Nori's body was eaten away at. The screams eventually died away, but that wasn't because the girl was dead. Even as the flames flickered away, her charred body was desperately trying to take in breaths. Ayumi's eyes move up for a split second but shot back down to the ground just as quickly. Her body was unrecognizable. The barest form a human, almost. Was she dead yet? Ayumi wasn't sure. The fire had to have damaged everything in her, but she was just withering away slowly. Ayumi pressed her hand against her mouth as a stray sob escaped her. This was disgusting and cruel. No one should be put through these types of atrocities.

Yuuya was satisfied after her screams died out. That was quite the show! Now... what would he do for the next victim? He used his foot to turn her body onto her back, examining her closely. She seemed to still be trying to breath... He guessed he could leave the body here until tomorrow. This time, there was no blood, so it would be an easier mess to clean, no matter how long he waited. He stepped away from her body, kicking out the flames on the wood. "That was much more fun... I hope it only gets better," he chimed, more talking to himself than Ayumi. He glanced to Ayumi at her sob, his smile ever growing. "See you tomorrow, little sister..," he told her with a sly grin, turning to leave the building, exiting the door with a loud clank.

Ayumi looked at him with frantic eyes as he stepped over the body, bidding her farewell and leaving. Her voice had caught, the plea for him to take her life lost. Ayumi blinked quickly as she tried to fight back tears, but she couldn't stop them from slipping out. She wiped the tears as they fell onto her sleeve, her breath becoming ragged. "No, no, no," Ayumi began to whimper as she looked at the burnt body. He was leaving her here with Nori like this? Her hand clenched into the fist, punching the ground as she tried to relieve the boiling frustration. She shifted, trying to move as far from the body as possible. It smelled awful and it would only be a matter of time before the flies got to it. She buried her head between her knees and chest, curling up as she sobbed. She hated this! But more so, she hated him. She had never wished so much ill will on a person before. She had never wished death on someone before... but for him, she had no kind thoughts.

Yoshiki only felt like he was dragged further into the pit of depression each day Ayumi was missing. Her body still hadn't been found, though that made him feel no better. It may even be worse than death... Every time he had thoughts like that, his stomach turned horribly, to the point he felt like he'd have to excuse himself to throw up. He was closing himself off to everything in reality. He came to school, but didn't study, didn't listen, or do homework. He didn't talk to his friends, or hardly anyone for that matter. During lunch, instead of joining in to bring up their spirits with false hope, his eyes were focused on that third year. He stared at him ever since he had made eye contact, his face expressionless, but his insides were burning with some unidentifiable emotion.

After school, today in particular, Yoshiki paused on the desolate road that led from the school to the train station. This had to have been where Ayumi had last been... This was the only place he felt closest to her... Well, he didn't really go on such a superstitious feeling, but rather used logic as well. Ayumi may have left school later, but the student council never stayed after dark... It would've had to been daylight, and this was the only place she could have been taken without anyone else noticing. Then, where had the killer taken her after?... He struggled to figure this out every time he walked out here to and from school, his chest tightening painfully. He wanted to save her... and if he couldn't, he at least wanted to see her again... alive. He needed to...

Yoshiki turned his head at the sound of several footsteps behind him. It was that senior... He was among other friends, but the two actually exchanged looks. Yoshiki held a suspicious glare at the man, though the third year's face remained stiff and cool. After that small exchange, the senior turned his head to continue talking to his friend. Yoshiki didn't stop glaring though, frozen in place with a fire in the pit of his stomach. His eyes followed him as the man passed, but then something unexpected. The man turned his head over so slightly, and though his eye was covered by his hair, Yoshiki could tell the look was meant for him. That smirk. He was smirking at him...

Yuuya had come later that day, cleaning up what mess was left after he had taken away Nori's body. He glanced to Ayumi, a larger than normal grin on his face, if that was possible. He stood, satisfied with his job, then kept his eyes on his 'little sister'. He left some more food for her, but if she didn't start eating, he'd have to start forcing it down her throat. "You must be quite the great friend and classmate. Everyone from 2-9 has been quite out of sorts, lately," he mentioned casually, aiming to lead up to something that he had noted just that day. It would be fun to see how she'd take it...

Ayumi stared at the food, her stomach burning with conflict. She was so hungry, but her appetite was nonexistent. She wasn't exactly eager to extend her life any longer than it had to be, as well. The night with the dead body had been awful. The flesh that remained on the girl had been swarmed by bugs and the smell had only grown worse. She was ready to die... She couldn't handle any more of this. She looked up at him as he mentioned her friends, a mix of absolute horror and hatred hitting her. "You're awful," she said between gritted teeth. Her friends... she only wanted the best for them. They'd move on, eventually... but it wasn't something that could be easy. She hated herself for leaving such a burden on all their shoulders, especially Mayu's. "Disgusting, wretched, loathsome, repulsive, abominable, revolting... absolutely abhorrent," she muttered in a low voice. She wanted to kill him. She wanted to take a knife and drive it through his chest.

Yuuya just smiled at her, untouched by her many insults. He didn't care what she called him. In fact, her anger just told him he was doing quite a good job at torturing her mind. He turned, his coat tossed over his shoulders as he walked forward, but wasn't ready yet to leave. "They really are great friends... It's a shame one of them doesn't like me," he said with a fake tone of hurt, his head turning to looking at Ayumi, excitement in his eyes. "Such sharp gray eyes... If he continues to snoop around, I'll be forced to do away with him. I'm having too much fun to be stopped so abruptly," he told her, as if he was being forced to kill someone, also mentioning his most defining feature, since he didn't know his name personally. But in fact, killing a friend in front of her was making him absolutely giddy. The detour in his plans couldn't be more enjoyable. He watched her face closely, wondering how she would take his threat.

Sharp gray eyes... that had to be... Yoshiki? Ayumi felt something tug inside of her worse than the mention of stranger's demise. She couldn't let one of her closest friends end up here, but there wasn't anything she could do! To watch a friend die... someone she had talked to regularly and knew so much about... Her heart just ached in fear. She wanted to protect them, but she was so powerless here. "Don't! Please, he won't find out! Just... leave him out of this..." Ayumi begged. She realized this could backfire, that her desperate behavior could just push him to hurt Yoshiki or any of her friends. He loved a reaction... but, she wasn't able to think so clearly, her emotions and fears were too in control of what she said.

Yuuya watched as Ayumi seemed desperate to keep her friend out of this. Really, it wasn't just because he wanted to tear her mind apart piece by piece. He actually hadn't wanted to kill another person from this school so soon, but that boy kept hanging around in places that were too close for comfort. He didn't think himself invincible, but the police hadn't caught up with him, and he wouldn't let a second year ruin everything before it was his time to lose. He shook his head with a small sigh, turning he head back in the direction the door. "He's very set on finding you... If he gets a step closer, he'll have to be our next guest," he told her, then walked calmly out of the building, leaving Ayumi with such an event to ponder about.

Ayumi froze at the information, the digestion of what he stated as fact made her sick. "Kishinuma, you idiot... just stop whatever you're doing," she said to the empty room. She wished her voice could somehow reach him, but it would honestly come down to Yoshiki's own actions. But... goddammit, he wouldn't be this close to being killed if she hadn't disappeared. More tears began to spill as her emotions swallowed her whole. It was cruel, but she'd rather have strangers coming in and being killed. It was all still difficult, but for a friend to go through all this torture... her mind would snap. To hear the screams of those she had laughed with... how could anyone survive that? "Please... all of you... stay safe."