The consequence for one's actions

I woke up.
The ceiling fan spun furiously, trying to prove it wasn't old and outdated.

I rolled over, to see Hina scowling at me from the bed across the room.
I was used to stuff like this, but today- the passive twin was looking unusually sinister.

Not that I could blame her, I smiled to myself.

A dance with the school's Idolized prince- every girls dream.
...But why was I still wearing this thing? I glanced down at the horrific white abomination.

I shrugged, grabbed a change of clothes, and made my way towards the showers.

Today, the girls were unusually silent, without the usual useless chatter or the rude remarks.
They communicated in what seemed to be some secret code- filled small gestures and quick glances.

I couldn't seem to follow, and uneasiness crept its way into my heart.
I kept myself alert-, ready for any disaster that could be coming, but the morning continued without incident.

Late afternoon came, the sun sinking behind the tree's- when I found it.

A note lying on my bed.

It was folded neatly, and written on it in near to perfect Kanji it read:

"Kura, today has been a very busy day hasn't it?
I thought I'd have a chance to meet with you at some point today,
but Sensei is being a serious slavedriver. Kiiro isn't helping either, getting himself into more trouble than he's worth. Tonights our last night in Hokkaido, so why don't we all enjoy it together? I'll be waiting for you by the lake at 8:00."

~Aioro

I could feel butterflies.
Lately, had something gone wrong with me?

I... wanted to see him.

I checked the time. 7:25pm.
Still early, but I was too anxious to sit around.

I headed towards the lake anyways, and wandered around the waters edge.
The sky dimmed as I completed my circle and walked back towards the arranged meeting place.

It was quiet and peaceful, the wind, the sound of rustling trees and...footsteps?
I turned around and my face connected with something. Hard.

Stunned, I fell and tried to recollect my thoughts.
Who was there, and what was happening?

I looked up, but it was too dark to see.

Sudddenly, it spoke.
"You think your so smug aren't you?"

"What?" I touched my face, and I could feel raw flesh exposed.

"Eeekari, your nothing but a cockaroach. No matter how many times you get hit,
no matter how many times I step on you- you get up and start crawling."

I recoginzed the voice. It was Midori.

Of course she would be pissed after I danced with him.
I expected her to lash out at some point- but not this quickly or severely.

Suddenly, I felt someone take hold of my arms, and I could see a shadow looming over me.
The small bit of moonlight that reflected off the lake allowed me a small glimpse of their faces.

Hima and Hina.
Hina stood over me, with a look that could've killed a baby.

She swung her leg, fast and hard- and it connected to my stomach.
I gasped to regain the air that was thrown out of my body.

Again, and Again- her leg came. Harder each time, and with each hit I could feel her increasing anger.

I couldn't tell she had stopped.
From my ribs down, everything had become so numb.

I only knew it stopped when Midori moved her aside- which only meant worse was coming.

She snatched my hair and pulled me upward.
"I don't get the attraction", she scowled. "What is it that draws him to you"?

"Your personality?- You have none."

"Your looks?- Mediocre."

"Your clothes?- I haven't seen much to admire."

She continued rambling down her list of my shortcomings.

Then her voice became quiet, almost a whisper. But I clearly heard it.

"So what is it that you still have that I don't?"

That's when everything up until know all made sense.

"You're quite small...aren't you?" I laughed.
I felt my head being swung around, a push, then a splash.

I could feel myself choking, in this cold lifeless place.
My heart started pumping faster and faster.

I could feel my mind screaming:

"Not again..."

"Help...Help...!"

"Aioro!" I could feel my lungs scream, my mouth move- but all that came out was bubbles.

Then I realized that he was not there to help me.
No one was.

I could feel a hand force my face down deeper and deeper.
I struggled to get up, but my head already felt like it was full of water.

"She's crazy"

..."she's going to kill me..."

I could hear my concious say.

and suddenly my mind went back to thinking of him.

Would he be mad if I didn't show up? How long will he wait...?

...were my last thoughts before the coldness of the lake swallowed me entirely.