~Tyshi's POV~
You know that moment when a person hates themselves? Yeah, I was doing that right now. Hating myself, I mean. And most of all loathing my mathematical ability.
I'm sorry okay! It's not my fault that I hate math and math hates me! People, please, we're at a mutual hate-hate relationship, do not ruin it.
"Tyshi...I really really hate you right now." Itchii spoke, his voice shaking and his hands behind his head.
"Oi oi oi, I didn't do anything." I argued, making Zero still perfectly positioned to fire at the strange woman any minute.
"W-well maybe next time, you could've caught me! Oh and that's just a maybe, you don't need to really work on it." He replied sarcastically. "I'm fine here on this spot actually. Welcoming more future events like this actually. I'm totally fine, actually."
At every "actually" that he spat, I started getting more and more irritated.
I mean, I'm in the second-worst position, ya know?!
Ignoring Yuri, Hana and Blackstar's stares, I shouted aloud. "Sh-shut up! I'm trying to think!" I said. "It's pressuring here too, you know?"
"How entertaining." The strange woman spoke. All eyes were on her now. "Is this called your somewhat strategy? Well, tell you what, lady, I'm gonna count to ten, and if you still don't put 'em down, Imma drill him off. Rikai suru?"
Rikai suru = Understand
"Woah, woah, woah. Can't we at least talk about this?!" Itchii said, his voice hoarse. "Tyshi, just--"
"Itchii." The woman said. (One)
Ah fuck! She's starting to count! In japanese no less!
I breathed, starting to panic. "I-itchii, I don't--I don't know what to do." I started my eyes starting to blur.
I wiped my forehead using my free hand--the one where Zero wasn't calmly sitting at. "Itch--"
"Nii." (Two)
"T-tyshi! Damn it! J-just calm down a bit, okay! Breathe in a minute!" He yelled.
"San." (Three)
I did as I was told and breathed in. My hands were shaking and my body turned stone.
Wait, what? How did this happen? I AM scared shitless but that doesn't mean I freeze! I can cry, hell yeah, but freeze?! What the hell!
I gulped again. "I-I don't how t-to--"
"Yom." (Four)
And that's when it happened. I freakin' cried. Not crocodile tears, girls, real tears. Tears that would put people watching Clannad to shame. Girl fucking tears.
"S-sorry...I'm so--Itchii, sorry. I didn't mean to--Gomenasai!" I say, still not being able to put my gun down. I sniffed. OH how I hated crying. What the hell, drama.
Gomen/Gomenasai = Sorry
Itchii stopped shouting. Slowly though, he calmed down and said, in a hushed voice, "T-tyshi..."
"Gou." (Five)
Zero: Tyshi. D-do something, Itchii's gonna...
Me: I-I can't move. I-I can't...
Zero: What?!
"Doku." (Six)
I looked at Itchii desperately, trying to tell him. Tell him that I really couldn't. It seems that he got the message because he smiled. Wait, does that even mean something?

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Soul Eater: Crystals, Stars and Bullets
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