Katabutsu??

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I was walking around the Sakamaki Home, just minding my own business. "Oi, Chichinashi, ore-sama is hungry, where are you?" I heard Oreo asking from the other end of the hallway. I sighed. Thankfully, Oreo was done PMSing for me to have peace.

"Ka~ta~but~su," I heard Oreo said in a singsong voice. I turned around and saw Oreo smirking at me. What does he want-wait. Kata what?

"He he, like the name I gave you  Katabutsu?" He smirked. Man that Oreo likes to get on my nerves. But don't worry, he will have to pay for his crimes in the future.

I shook my head before continuing my walk. It was really quiet. It soon began raining. Lightning flashed and thunders boomed. I looked out the big window and watched the rain. It was so beautiful.

CRASH BURN CRASH BDEMABFI BANNNNGGGG. I turned around quickly and looked around me. Oreo had already left me alone. CRASH BAAANNNNG SHIIING CRACK SGIJNNGNNNNNGG. Glass was being shattered. I followed the noise which led me to a door.

I placed my ear against the door and soon, I heard even more crashes and bangs. And I became half deaf. I knocked on the door. "GO AWAY!" I heard a familiar voice yelling on the other side of the door. Great, another one PMSing.

"How am I suppose to 'go away' when all I can hear are things being broken?!" I yelled back. It soon quiet down. I sighed. "Thank you!" I yelled out and was about to walk away until I heard sobbing. Holy shizzle, sobbing? I barged into the room and I was right, someone was sobbing, and it wasn't a girl.

I saw albino kneeling on the ground, his face covered by his hand. His room was a wreck.

"What do you want?" I heard a muffled Subaru asking by me. Don't get me wrong, I do feel hurt but... sigh.

I bent down and place a hand lightly on his shoulder. I didn't know what to do. I am not good with emotions. Really. I just gave several awkward pats on the back before getting up to leave him alone. He needs to calm down. But then, I felt a hand grabbing hold of my left wrist. I looked down and saw a broken boy. He pulled me down and hugged me.

And I am being hugged, again. But, I guess this is okay, unlike Mp3 dude's hug.

I just awkwardly held onto his cold arm and we just sat there. . .

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