Sσяяу (An AyuShiki FanFiction)

I'm Cold And Insane

"SEIKO!! NOO!!-"

A female's voice had echoed throughout the broken walls of Heavenly Host. It was Naomi's. In sudden shock, Ayumi froze in place, guilt spreading throughout her nerves. Seiko's dead?.. No.. No.. It can't be! Hot tears trailed down her cheeks, wailing just like her fellow classmate.

"I'm sorry everyone.. Shinohara... Suzumoto.. Sakutaro.. Nakashima.. Yuka.. Satoshi... And you, Kishihuma.. Why help me? I basically led everyone to their deaths. I'm terrible, I have no reason to live; I-"

Ayumi then felt a warm presence surround her, and two longer arms surround her. The way his low voice shushed her, made he feel safer. As if Hinoe were there with her whenever she'd scrape her knee as a child. Wiping her tears away, she softly pushed the male away, a bit embarrassed Yoshiki had to see her like that. Wait.. Why was she embarrassed?! Standing up, she crossed her arms and started walking. She didnt want to, she just wanted to be in her thoughts, but there was no time for that.

"C'mon, let's get going."

Yoshiki felt a little dissapointed, as he wanted to hold Ayumi a little more.

"Yeah, I was just about to.."

Sighing, he walked beside her.

It felt like they'd been walking for hours. The school felt a but colder and her legs were sore, as the cuts on her legs turned into to dry blood. Ayumi started to slouch and wobble while walking, her shooukder tapping the males arm. Noticing like the "Knight" he is, the delinquent spoke up.

"Oi.. Shinozaki.. We could rest at the wall for a bit-"

Agreeing, the walked to the nearest wall the was in accompanied by a skeleton or blood splatter.

"I- Its cold.."

"!"

"Here."

Now realizing that he had many layers, Yoshiko gave the smaller girl his school sweater. It made her look like a smaller child, and her dad gave her his extra large shirt. She looked.. Cute.

Feeling a bit shy, Ayumi put on the sweater, realizing how it had the same scent as him, and how his shirt that was not covered by his sweater- made his muscles pop out a bit more. No, no! A deep blush spread across her pale face. Clearing her throat, Ayumi didn't feel like taking much of a break anymore and stood up.

But a sudden voice made her stop.

"Heнeнe.. Onee- San, нow doeѕ ιт ғeel? All oғ yoυr ғrιendѕ are dead. Tнe gιrl yoυ call Naĸaѕнιмa. One called Mayυ, wнaт a ѕweeт gιrl.. A мan called Saĸυтaro. A lιттle gιrl called Yυĸa. Wнo elѕe? Yoυr Teacнer. And Seιĸo. Heнeнe! Wнaт a parтy! We can'т ғorgeт aвoυт Mocнιda! Heнeнe!"

"No.."

Crouching down and holding her head, she screamed.

"NOOOO!!"

She was losing her mind. Yoshiko started to shake her frantically, he was scared she'd lose it and run away somewhere he won't find her. He didnt want to lose her again. Not being able to succeed, he slapped her. Slapped her with enough power that she stopped what she was doing and dropped her hands. Her face had been turned. But she made a face that not even a boy like him could forget. It was anger. With a mixture of rage and silence.

"What's your problem?! Dumbass?! Don't you know how to treat a lady! Don't go slapping anyone you want to! Dumb delinquent! Idiot!"

She was yelling at him. He was tired of her consistent blaming and yelling, but something about her just made him love her no matter what. Because she was in pain, and he wanted to make her feel better. But his emotions got the best of him.

"You were going crazy? What else was I supposed to do!?"

"What do you mean by that?! Couldn't you have comforted me like before?"

"I tried! The only thing I could do was slap you! I would've just left you for dead if I didn't care!"

"Why would you.. Say that?"

He looked upset. She definetly triggered something. By why would he say something like that! He was horrible! She hated him. Pushing him away as hard as she could, she started to run away, not wanted to see his face again.

"God damnit.. Shinozaki.."