My eyes snapped open in disbelief. I'm already dead... I realized this, as I came crashing down on something bouncy, though I was expecting a very sharp and painful landing, I was left sitting there on the... spike? But it wasn't even made of metal, more like rubber. I stared out in front of me still in a daze, noticing faint footsteps getting closer and closer that drew me back to reality the closer they got. I looked up slowly, my eyes meeting with Ginti's. I couldn't help but think of my last comment to him, cringing at the thought but also so glad I didn't say worse. I blushed like crazy and turned away quickly. I said his name... was cute. What the hell is wrong with me?!!? I am so, so glad I didn't say he was hot or cute . Or that I like his eyes... his voice. Or.. It's official, I need help...
"Self-sacrifice, huh? I guess I expected that. For a minute there though, I thought he was going to push you over the edge. But I guess I was wrong, when he went to go jump instead.. You really are different." My gaze shifts back to him. Before I noticed he was holding the cat. He sort of looked... adorable, holding the cat the way he is. I felt the corners of my mouth twitch upwards. I slapped a hand out my mouth so that I didn't laugh out. I could almost picture his face twitching in anger right now as I looked away to hide the muffled giggles.
"Hey!? What's so funny?" He growled out. I tried to stop but failed miserably. His reaction only made me laugh outright.
"It's just your 'Mister Serious' and for some reason when you hold her you look like 'Mister Softy' instead." I rushed out before laughing out more. He didn't say anything, the less than thrilled look prominent though. Soon I calmed down, the smile quick to fade as I slowly looked up to him.
"I'm dead, aren't I?" I asked him, having a feeling I already knew the answer. He stared at me for quite some time. I stared back at him, having an odd feeling flowing through my chest and stomach. Why am I feeling like this? Almost reminds me of when I had a crush in the eighth grade... Crush... No, I don't have a crush on Ginti. The feelings I feel right now are... stronger? No, no, no, no, I couldn't possibly... But why else do I feel like this? I've been like this since I first met him, and there is no such thing as love at first sight. That's just a myth! Right?... Of course it is, it's just my mind vs heart. I'm just feeling lonely, because I'm dead... But there are two things wrong with that. I didn't know I was dead before... and I have my brother. But a brother isn't the same thing as a lover. It was like my brain was split in two and they were fighting against each other. I blinked, realizing I was staring at him and looked away once more.
"Does.. Does that mean you're dead too?" I asked him sadly. I looked back seeing him finally getting over the staring and shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm not even human." I stood up from the bouncy spike and jumped up once before jumping over to the ledge. My feet barely made contact with the ground, when the cat jumped out of Ginti's arms and into mine, causing me to start to fall backwards. I looked back frantically, waiting for the impact. I felt a tug from the front of my shirt, drawing my attention to Ginti as he held me in place. I stared at him while he just looked in the other direction. Clearly trying to avoid eye contact, I couldn't help but stare, so many questions I wanted to ask.
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FanfictionDeath Parade Ginti Love Story ☠☠☠☠☠☠☠ Kimi Haruno, her whole life has been spent trying to raise her younger brother, and survive their fathers abuse. She finally escapes and starts a new life for her and her brother, but now there's a new danger...