The sunlight entered the bedroom by the window. The blinding light headed toward Shiena's face, which woke her. The brunette opened her eyes, still exhausted by the last night. Suddenly, in panic, she rose abruptly, looking around her. She had a sigh of relief when she saw that she was alone. She leaved her bedroom and inspected the rest of the apartment. No sign of Otoya, the brunette was the only one here.

"Was this a dream?" Shiena thought, confused.

Suddenly, the assassin felt pain all over her body. Shiena walked to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. Even if she couldn't see well because she wasn't wearing her glasses, Shiena noticed a plaster on her right cheek. The brunette noticed that she had bandages all over her body. It wasn't a dream after all. Tears rolled down Shiena's cheeks when she realized that she had really been tortured and sexually abused. Otoya did terrible things to her, things which couldn't be forgiven. The serial killer made her suffer without mercy, Shiena had never suffered like that in her entire life. Otoya had even touched her, kissed her, on her lips and private places. She had toyed with her body, had abused her, without worrying about how she felt, like a bully.

"It was humiliating." thought the brunette, embarrassed.

What Shiena was the most ashamed of was that a part of her that liked what Otoya had done to her. Not the tortures, but the sexual abuses. The way she touched her, it was pleasant. Otoya had made her feel things she had never felt before, things that felt good. Otoya's touches on her sensitive spots were soft and her kisses were exciting, feeling her hands on her skin was pleasant. The brunette was ashamed of what she felt.

"What's wrong with me, she raped me! How could I like what she did…" she thought, shameful.

She looked at her bandages. It was probably Otoya who healed her. But why would this psychopathic sadistic bully do that? Shiena remembered that the serial killer had said that she liked her.

"That's impossible, normally we don't do what she did to someone we like."

But Otoya wasn't a normal person, she was probably crazy. Maybe Otoya didn't know how to show her love, maybe what she did seemed normal to her. She usually killed her victims, but she didn't kill Shiena, she even took care of her injuries. Was it the prove that Otoya liked her?

"No, she doesn't like me, she's just a bully and I hate her!"

With rage, Shiena tore the bandages, and saw her multiple injuries. She had cuts on her arms, legs and belly. The brunette would probably have scars.

"Someone who does this to you doesn't like you." Shiena said to herself.

Feeling dirty, she decided to take a shower. After, she put new bandages, put some comfortable clothing and sat on her couch. She was still disturbed by what had happened with Otoya and her own feelings. She didn't know what to do. Shiena took her glasses case and was surprised. Her glasses weren't here, but there was a little piece of paper. The brunette took it and read it.

"Sorry Shiena-chan, but I took your glasses. If you want to have them back, try to find me.

ps: I also hid your spares"

Shiena stayed quiet, then stood up and took an object in her drawer, before leaving her apartment.

"I'll kill her !"

Otoya was hidden in the empty apartment next to Shiena's one. She was playing with her scissors, which still had blood on it. She took the glasses she had stolen and fixed it intensely. The serial killer didn't understand what she had done last night. She had spared somebody. She had never done that before.

After having raped Shiena, Otoya was ready to kill her, ready to stab her in the heart, like she always did. But a strange feeling had stopped her, a feeling she had never felt before. Because of this weird feeling, she didn't kill the brunette, and she even healed her wounds. Otoya was really troubled by this.

"Why did I spare her?" Otoya thought, confused.

The serial killer had never spared her preys, she always killed them. Shiena was the only exception. Otoya had met a lot of cute girls, and she had always ended up killing them. So, why wasn't it the same with Shiena? Why was the brunette special to her? What was different about her? Otoya smirked when she found the answer.

"I must be in love with her."

She laughed, like it was a joke. The dark haired assassin couldn't believe it was true. Her, being in love? What a joke! Otoya suddenly stopped laughing when she realized it was probably true.

"Damn, I really love her!" she said, shocked.

She suddenly started to be terrified by her own feelings. She had never been in love before. It was an unknown and disturbing emotion for Otoya. Why did she love Shiena? The serial killer didn't have a rational answer for this. After all, love wasn't supposed to be logical. Otoya had never loved any of her victims, even if she was attracted by them. Shiena wasn't more attractive than another, but she was different, she was special for Otoya. The dark haired assassin liked to be with the brunette, so if she killed her, she couldn't be with her. But, even if she loved Shiena, Otoya didn't feel guilty for what she had done to her.

The serial killer yawned. Otoya didn't sleep last night, she was quite tired now. She sat on the floor and pressed herself against the wall. With the scissors in one hand and the glasses in the other, the dark haired assassin felt asleep.

While running in the street, Shiena fell on the ground. Her injury on the right leg was quite serious. She rose with difficulty and continued to walk, limping. It was painful, but her rage against Otoya was stronger than the pain. The only problem was that the brunette didn't know where the serial killer was. Shiena began to feel dizzy and fell again on the ground. This time, she didn't succeed in standing up.

While Shiena was falling, someone was discreetly looking at her. It was an old classmate from Black Class. The girl, with some hesitation, approached the brunette.

"Are you alright, Kenmochi-san?" the other assassin asked, concerned.

Shiena raised her head and met a pair of golden eyes. She was petrified when she recognized the girl.

"Kirigaya!"

Corrected by HolyBhunivelze.