I Kiss You! (Angel Beats Fiction)

Chapter 1

I wake up and look around. It's night and I'm sleeping outside. How did I get here?

I try to remember but only give myself a headache. WHERE THE HELL AM I!? I look around and see some girl with a gun. She has the gun pointed at an innocent looking girl.

"DON'T YOU SHOOT!!!" I say and kick the gun out of her hand. She looks at me and starts to speak in Japanese. Damn. She probably didn't understand a word I just said.

I roll my eyes, irritated. This felt all too familiar. Why do I feel like I should have expected this? A pain sears through my head. I look to her, still talking in Japanese. THIS SUCKS!!!

With a sigh I stand up and walk away. Stupid Japanese. HOW DARE YOU!!!

I feel a tear roll down my face. What. Why!? I wipe the tear from my face. It must have something to do with my memories.

I run. I don't want to be here! I need to dance!! Dance? How random. I don't know why I want to dance. It just feels natural.

Soon I come to a small shack looking place. To my surprise there's nothing here. Nothing in the shack. And it looks much bigger on the inside. The floor, unlike what I expected, wasn't grass and dirt. Instead it was a polished marble. The walls of the shack on the inside were mirrors showing an endless amount of reflections. Lastly, there was a small silver disco-ball attached to the ceiling.

It felt almost too perfect. But I couldn't care less. I take my shoes and jacket off. My socks slide against the slick stone surface. I feel myself smile. Well aren't I bipolar today.

I slide into the middle of the floor and picture some of my favorite nightcore in my head. I close my eyes and hear the music fade into my mind from my memories. I ignore the pain in my head and get ready to dance.

The sound of a ticking clock is one of the first sounds I hear. Then the lyrics starts.

Hey girl, Open the walls, Play with your dolls, We'll be a perfect family~

When you walk away, it's when we really play~

You don't hear me when I say-

My body seems to move almost on its own. Slightly Mimicking the way a doll would move. My arms feel stiff but I don't really care. This must be the first time in a while I've danced. I can definitely tell when I mess up. I continue to picture the song in my head and move to the beat.

Mom, Please wake up, Dads with a slut, And your son is smoking cannabis~

No one ever listens, this wall paper glistens, Don't let them see what goes down in the kitchen~

The song plays and I keep dancing. I can feel my short, choppy, white hair frizzing up. I pay no attention to it. I feel so happy. Like nothing can stop me. The song is on its last verse before the final chorus when I hear something.

"I KISS YOU!!!" I snap my head towards the direction of the sound. I blush a bit. That was random.

"Y-You what..." I ask. I hear him gasp. I automatically get confused. Why is he gasping. The room falls silent and I take the opportunity to look at the man before me. His bandanna covered his eyes along with the hand cuff necklace made him seem a little ominous. His shirt was plain and white. His beige coat fit loosely and his dark jeans were tight. Lastly, he had on blue and white converse.

Could this place possibly be his place? I wonder what he would do with such a plain place. Obviously, if it is his, he must be a dancer. He has the shape of a dancer but he did the way he dressed didn't seem like how a dancer would. It looks like it would be hard to move around in the tight jeans and coat.

He seems to be studying me the same way I was studying him. Then in a fraction of a second his shoes were off and he slid next to me. "Come on, let's dance!"

All of the sudden some american hip hop music starts to play. 'This guy is so weird' I think as he starts dancing.

With a shrug I tap my foot to the beat for a good 16 beats before jumping in and dancing. I'll take this as a challenge! Nobody in the world could ever beat me in a dance off!

The music speeds up and he starts to break dance. Crap! I have a skirt on, how am I supposed to do that!?

"I refuse to lose!" I yell and start to break dance next to him.

The music soon ends and since we were both dancing there was really no way to tell who won. I took that as a tie. I will have my rematch however.

"My names Marie Jacks. Nice to meet you...?" I introduce myself and wait/ for the answer. I stick out my hand for him to shake.

He hesitates for a second before smiling at me. "Hey! It's TK!" He says with a smile. He slowly shakes my hand. "It's good o know someone else around here speaks English." With a sigh he sits down against the wall.

"Yeah. English, my name and dancing are the only two things I can remember. Though I remember some Japanese words. I'll just have to try to remember." I say, sighing and sitting next to him. "It must've been lonely here with nobody to talk to..."

"Yeah, a little bit, but I've been finding ways to keep myself entertained. Dancing and making 80's references is pretty fun. Along with confusing others." He looks at me, or at least turns his head towards me. "Feel free to come here anytime. I get a text whenever the door opens so just come here if you ever wanna chill."

I smile. I just got here and I made a friend already! Wow! I'm so proud of myself. "Thank you so much TK. This really means a lot."

He smiles back at me. "No problem. However, You should probably go find the girl with magenta hair. She'll help you find a room to stay in for the night, whether she can understand you or not. Her name is Yuri."

I stand up and nod. "Thanks again." I say before walking out the door. Before I shut the door I hear TK get up and say something.

"Don't stop dancing..." He says and I close the door. I wonder why he likes dance so much.