K Project x Reader

Fallen Angel (Yatogami Kuroh x Reader)

A/N:
1. Nope, Author-chan is not dead, just had a huge writing block (again), many many problems, stuff like that.
2. Author-chan will proceed on writing the other "x Reader" stories.
3. Hakuouki x Reader is out too. (Yup, making my life more hard than it is. MUAHAHHA)

PROCEED WITH THE STORY. CHARGE!

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Yatogami Kuroh.

He was indeed a person to admire. He had the strength no one else had. He had the temper no one else could dream of.

But he was a coward.

A coward to express his feelings.

He knew he had to tell her.

And yet again he did not.

And in this cold, stormy night... He might be able to tell her. To show her that she is not alone.

Or fail miserable, watching as the person he mostly cared about faded in his eyes.

A single click from his PDA was enough to make his eyes widen.

Those four letters.

'Help'
...............

(Y/N) watched in horror as the drops of blood fell down of her friends throat. The thunder upon them made the scene even more horrible for her eyes to bear.

She wanted to scream until no voice was left inside her, but fear made her body freeze on the ground, trembling, hoping.

Hope?

That word would be silly for the (h/c) girl, if she hadn't met a certain someone.

  Alas, that person was not there for her. Her best friend's life was taken just in front of her eyes and soon, (Y/N) knew it well, she was to follow her.

"Aye, this bitch-chan isn't showing any signs of life anymore." One of the masked men spat, kicking the girls head, much for the displease of (Y/N).

"At least... Be respectful...." She muttered, her (e/c) orbs staring lifelessly in the ground.

"You have the guts to talk back towards us?!" A man, by the voice seemed around her age, yelled as he kicked the innocent girl in the back.

"I know what to do with this one. Let's see how much pain she can endure if we start cutting her from the eye..." He pressed the tip of the knife against (Y/N), sliding it down, "Till the collarbone."

(Y/N) felt the hot liquid streaming down from where the flesh was cut open. She wanted to fight back, she was desperate to escape from the nightmare she and her dead friend walked into...

"You'll pay!" A familiar voice yelled from afar, making her eyes sparkle.

It was him!

"Kuroh!"

An almost invincible hand flew past her, smacking the life out of the man that stood near her. 

Knowing that she had enough of it, she closed her eyes, pressing her palms against her ears, wanting everything to finish as fast as it started.

Bloodshed wasn't what (Y/N) had dreamed of. To be honest, sometimes she wondered what would her life be, if she lived somewhere else, away from the society and the noise.

Every time she wanted to go, he stopped her.

Not precisely him, but her heart that cried for him every night.