Mimaki- Akiyo, was this ever a good idea?
Akiyo- Of course it was. We all got what we wanted.
They were in Akiyo's house alone in his bedroom, laying beside each other.
Akiyo- Besides...
He placed his hand on Mimaki's cheek and stroked her smooth skin as his eyes were locked with hers.
Akiyo- Forgetting it is the rule. Think of it as a past memory and move on. Its for the best.
Mimaki- Yeah, you're right.
Akiyo edged forward and pecked her on the lips.
Akiyo- Let's have our night now.
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Throughout Akiyo's kitchen, a nightly figure swept threw the space and without second thoughts, grabbed a kitchen knife from the wooden slits, and disappearing with the darkness behind him.
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Akiyo placed his hand on Mimaki's breast as he continued to kiss her. A slight sound escaped her mouth.
Mimaki- Wait, Akiyo, I'm very-
Akiyo- Don't worry Mimaki, I won't be rough.
They continued as Akiyo shifted over to her shoulder. He slid down her strap, exposing her bare skin of her shoulder. He lowered his head licking her. Mimaki's cheeks flustered rosy before her eyes noticed something in the corner of the room.
Mimaki - Akiyo, what is that?
A deep sigh came out of his mouth.
Akiyo- What is it now?
He was obviously irritated.
Mimaki- No look, what is that?
She pointed towards the corner of the room where a darkening area of a few feet tall stood still.
Akiyo- What the hell?
He narrowed his eyes to get a clearer range of the unknown matter. Slow, silent moments passed by when at an instant, a pair of striking blue eyes split open revealing shrinking pupils.
Akiyo and Mimaki screamed quickly, sitting up right.
Akiyo- Who the hell-
The figure emerged from the shadows with pale white skin, bright orange hair, and glowing bright eyes. Haruki slowly walked up to them with a straight face.
Mimaki- Ha-Haruki?!
Akiyo- But we hanged you. How are tou still alive?!!
A chuckle rose in Haruki's throat as a smile cracked his face.
Haruki- I did die.... but then I came Back.
He spat at the last word as his tone of voice was fresh with a hunger-like craving. Akiyo and Mimaki suddenly felt the air around them compress and darkening. They were about to get up when they became stuck to the head of the bed by some unknown force. They couldn't movr any part of their bodies what so ever.
Mimaki- I can't move!!
She became frightened by the situation while Akiyo was utterly confused.
Akiyo- What is going on?!
Haruki's pale face crooked.
Haruki- I'm not the one who's about to die.
He pointed at them laughing.
Haruki- Who's going first?! Who's going to hell?! Ahahahaha!!!
Mimaki- (whisper) Akiyo, he's insane.
Haruki's head cocked to the side with a sudden expression change to numbness. He heard her quite well.
Haruki- Oh so I'm the fucking insane one? What about you? You're nothing more then a whorish bitch who likes to fuck everything she can find.
Mimaki struggled to escape the mysterious chains that binded her but it was to no use. Akiyo scanned Haruki with his eyes, studying him.
Akiyo- How did you managed to escape?
Haruki stood at the end of the bed with his hand behind him. He was clearly hiding something.
Haruki- Who could less give a fuck. I came to you on a special occasion. Do you see this?
He brought out a large kitchen knife when a twisted and sick smile curved his lips.
Haruki- This is my gift to you. Do you see Akiyo?
Akiyo and Mimaki were drowned with horrific fear. Haruki came over to Mimaki's side of the bed, blading the knife to the side, riping the bed as he went.
Haruki- You lied to me... You played with me...You took away my purity and hung me like some porcelain doll.
He purposely paused the knife above Mimaki's chest and peered down at her before a snicker rose up.
Haruki- Oh I wish you could see yourselves. The look of your stupidity and fear amuses me. Now...
His eyes grew wide.
Haruki- Let me hear you scream your agony!
He lifted the knife above himself grinning wildly.
Mimaki- No!!!
Akiyo- He won't do it Mimaki, remember? He's too NICE to do it. He's just playing around.
Although, the look on Mimaki's face was unforgettable. Haruki let out a high pitched laugh as he plunged the silver knife into the girl's chest. A petrifing gurgle of a scream tasted her mouth.
Akiyo- Haruki!!!
Haruki- Hahahahaha!!!! Do you think I'm playing around now Akiyo?!!!! Just look at her!!!
Blood seeped through her thin shirt and increased in size as her scream let out in a cry.
Akiyo- Stop it!!
Haruki- Oh, you want me to stop?...Hmmm...No.
He still had a firm grip on the handle of the knife when he suddenly churned it deeply down into Mimaki's chest and cutting slowly all the way down to her stomach. Her blood spurted out in every direction and even getting on Haruki's face as kept laughing to himself for his success of his first dead victim.
Haruki- See what happens when you screw around with people?? Your fucking girlfriend is fucking dead and it's all because you agreed on some game.
He was already on Akiyo's side of the bed with such speed, it was hardly visible. Akiyo watched him with terrified eyes. He wanted to escape, to get away from the mad man who murdered the girl next to him with a delighted face. But he couldn't. Haruki had some mysterious power that led him to be paralyzed to the head of the bed. He lost.
Akiyo- You're not human...you're not human... you have no soul...
Haruki clicked his tongue as his eye twitched.
Haruki- That damn voice of yours is irritating.
Akiyo- Something happened to you. You should of died back there, but you're here... H-how can that be??
His whimpers became cowardly cries, Haruki watched him in amusement. He bent down to his face with a wide eyes.
Haruki- Can't you see...I'm already dead.
He grabbed the rope from his waist and placed it over Akiyo's neck.
Haruki- I'd rather watch you choke to death then hearing another second of you talking. But I'll let you in on a surprise: I'll let you be the Hang Man of this game... being SO worthless as to that you couldn't figure out anything.
Akiyo- Please don't, Haru--
Haruki- Fuck yoy Akiyo!! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Just die already!!!!
He pulled tightly as the rope wrapped itself and cutting off the air from Akiyo's system. He was now able to move his hands but they went straight at the rope that suffocated him. Slowly and slowing, did his body moved less and less until there was no movements of any kind.
Haruki's bright eyes widen in fascination of his act. The bodies laid on the bed with their souls on their way to hell.
Haruki- Now I just need their heads. Hehehe...
He peered at the knife, his lips cracking an evil smirk.
