his bottom lip.

Chapter 6

Nagisa's point of view

I ran. And ran. And ran and ran and ran. I couldn't face him. I couldn't face anyone. They would all find out about what I've done. The terrible mess I've made. Before I realize it, I will be far gone. Just like that man told me.

"After three days, your sanity will completely escape from your grasp. You'll lose control and end up killing something, someone, or yourself."

That lunatic! If he knew that something like this would happen, he should have just left me there to die! I can't believe this! I can't believe this is happening to me! I can't! I can't! I can't. I can't. I-

I fell. And couldn't move anymore.

I can't. Do this anymore.

Karma's point of view

As they go of me, I realized that the stranger that was intriguing me wasn't a stranger at all. And the boy I was trying to get over was right there. I should be embarrassed for doing something like that and acting way I did, but right now, in this very moment, when it started to rain, and when some of the azure strands started to fall through his hood, his dead red eyes staring right back at me, as if I was looking in a mirror, it felt as if time froze. I could see the raindrops dangling in the air, and everything moved so slowly. So I just stood there. Staring into those red eyes.

Wait.

Red?

Suddenly, almost violently, time started moving again. I let go of Nagisa, the sudden release causing me to fall. As I sat there, on the sidewalk, in the rain, watching him run. However, it didn't take more than three of his footsteps for me to start racing after him.

Nagisa had a lead, but at this speed it shouldn't take very long. I took off, running down the street and taking the same turn he did. As I sprinted through the street, I started to think. Why did he want me to run away so badly? What did I do to make him so scared of me? I said such embarrassing things to him. Oh my god, the things I said to him...

I stopped running when I noticed a small dark figure on the ground. It was Nagisa, collapsed on the ground. What? How could he be tired enough to collapse and faint in the middle of the street. Nonetheless, I pick him up bridal style, and carry him back to my apartment. As I unlock my door with much difficulty, the familiar scent of my home filling my nostrils, I feel myself relax.

I lay Nagisa down on my bed, pulling my comforter up to his chin. His breathing was shallow, and now that I got a good look at him, I could see how tired he looked. His hair is a mess, his bangs are a mess in his face, but I decided not to bother him anymore. He was running from me after all, the last thing I need to do is make him uncomfortable.

I lied down on the couch with a blanket. I stared up at the ceiling, as thoughts started to swarm in my head. Actually, they were more like voices. Voices asking me, as if I had all the answers.

What's with Nagisa?

And

Why are Nagisa's eyes red instead of the usual pure blue?

I answered them.

How would I know? I'm not Nagisa.

Then let's ask him about it!

They'd insist, pleading for me to get up and wake him up from his adorable slumber.

It would seem as though that wasn't necessary, because I heard the nob on the door to my room gently turn, and in the doorway stood a Nagisa.

"H-Hey! You're up!"

I stumble, attempting not to provoke him after what I did today. Or, yesterday, I correct myself, looking at the clock as it reveals that it's 3 AM. Nagisa slowly inches towards me, his head hung low and his eyes not even visible.

Suddenly his posture changed. His back was suddenly straight, and his face came into vision. What I saw, was bloodlust. That, wonderful, terrifying bloodlust.

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( EDITED 17/7: changed some things and fixed Nagisa's pronouns) Oops, another cliffhanger! I'm not sorry btw. But I love seeing how much people are enjoying the story! Thank you guys so much for all the votes and comments!

Catch you later,

Fairy