BitterVoice (Vy2 Yuuma X Reader)

Chapter 12~ Will she?

Previous because I'm pretty sure you did not see what I changed in the previous.....

Yuuma's P.O.V

As the girl I stared at began to drift into a day dream,

Screams of agony came out from ___....

~~~ Now

Mitski startles quickly, and I look at Kikiro with a concerned look, thinking that someone is trying to wake her up of take off the headset in real life. Kikiro in a panic matter scatters through her "screen" of codes and numbers of what's happening with the program in ____. She rapidly typed numbers, letters, symbols and all sorts of things, and yet ____ continues screaming in pain, wincing, screeching, clutching her head and her hair, and gasping for air. It was horror, and Mitski was terrified and teared up, since this was her first time witnessing this...

But when I saw others, I had no care, but when ____ is in this state, it's a whole different situation.

I pulled her towards me, hoping that she'll calm down because players would suspect and follow here, and when I did, she started tearing up. "Tori, take Mitski somewhere, but not too far you know where, got it?" Kikiro commands as she continued typed but glanced with her black bold lashes narrowing down. Tori nods and takes Mitski by the hand, still in her pajamas. Mitski glances back in worry, but focused more on where Tori was going to take her,

As Kikiro kept typing, I opened my mouth, but when she's concentrated, she does not take anything nicely. "I'm not able to, they seem like they're trying to, and water is in the wire, the electric currents aren't responding..." Kikiro panics quickly. I, am too, and it's hard to show its not, but I hushed her to reassure she's going to make it...

??? P.O.V

"____! ____!" The woman says panicking, as I kept warning her to not to harm her.
"Ma'm, she's going to be alright, she's just in a reality game world, she'll feel harm if you continue doing that!" I pull her with my strength as she kept swinging the young lady back and forth. "____! WAKE UP!" The mother screams in sobs, and her husband drags her forcefully as she tries to come back into the room.

This was the third time it happened this year, and unfortunately it was on the lady's birthday. I can see why her mother must be devastated, but I have a feeling this girl will end it, the misery of seeing the teenagers getting shut down with the powerful shock wave in these headsets. ____ seems like she'll meet my sister, and probably Mitski. Mitski is a sweet girl, she will be attached to her in no time.

Oh dear, please end this soon....

I began to fix up the wires and loose parts with sturdy tape, to prevent this thingy from hurting ____, and hopefully explain this to her mother. I look at her cherry pink lips were now darker, and she became pale.... I couldn't help but sigh as she lied there. Her heart beat keeper in sync with the small computer.

When I walked out, her mother runs up to me, and asks, "Is she alright? Is she okey? May I see her?" "Ma'm, you're daughter is perfectly fine, she's with one of the best nurses, and luckily it's my sister, so please don't wo-" the mother cuts me off with,"How will I know if she meets creepy guys? Or diva girls? What if she gets hurt?" In the nicest and calmest way possible, I asked her to follow me, and her husband.

I passed by hallways, and raised my identification card every time they looked at me with suspicion, and asked the parents, "Would you prefer stairs or elevator?" "Elevator?" The lady responded. I guided them to the 5th floor, and walked to a room I surely missed coming to.

"Who's this?!" The parents asked in shock. "This is Murayuma Mitski, and Roro Yuuma, and my sister Nursirika." I point to the corresponding sleeping body with a headset over their heads on the hospital bed. "They have been here for a while, and Yuuma's parents come here quite often to check up on Murayuma and their son," I respond. The father coldly asked," Why should we know some other kids in a pity matter like my daughters, eh?" "Sir, I'm 100% sure that these kids you presume are with your daughter, taking care of her," I said, folding my hands over my waist. "Wait, how long have they been here?" The lady asked. "For as long as I can remember, but they where the firsts to come when the game blocked an exit for them."

"Which is how long?" The father asked, and so I had replied, "3 years." "They've been here for three years?!" They both repeated what I had just told them. "Mmhmm, they've been here, together for a while," I nod, "we always have waited for them, since the pink haired boy was considered an official vocaloid." "Isn't that the music ____ likes?" The father asked his wife. "I believe so," she responded, wiping a tear forming in the corner of her eye. "I have the feeling in my gut that your daughter, ____, will end this," I admitted. "That's our ____," she said, her husband pulling her towards a half hug with one arm.

"Can we possibly move our girl here?"

Tori's P.O.V

I kept walking Mitski around a small town that only had like, 4 stores, and recalled what Kikiro has told me.

"That's Mitski's favorite store, and if you want to stall her, that's the perfect place to go to," Kikiro pointed at a store full with frilly things, stuffed animals, and cute stuff that I'll never imagine getting.

"Why would I want to know?" I asked her.

"Well, since ____ seems precious, she's obviously she'll encounter some events that Mitski can't see, and if that does happen, you'll be able to take her here."

"Why can't I possibly be in that situation?" I implied to her world of 'emergencies'.

"You won't be most likely, since you're parents know that you left that reality, right? So it makes sense that you aren't most likely."Kikiro looks at me with a smirk. I see...

Mitski wraps her arms around one of my arms and tugs as we kept walking. She kept glancing up, like a little toddler looking for her mother. "Um, Tori~San, where are we going?" "We are going to find a dress for you because you need one, and we need to find some cute things for the scrapbook, right?" I nervously answered.

But then I stopped my tracks when she asked, "What happened to ____~Chan..." Her voice sounded so fragile, it's like if you tell her a detail, she'll shatter apart. "Um, she was so extraordinarily happy, and Yuuma hugged her because he was proud and Kikiro was just typing the memory?" I asked myself. Mitski is smart, there's no denying that, and I failed miserably. She took none of it, abut acted like she did, all in one nod.

I then started walking to a path of dirt, and in the corner of my eye, I saw a little bubble that signified someone messaged me, and it was Kikiro. When I opened the tab, a little bell rang, and immediately, Mitski and I popped up in the living room where the three were.

I stood there in shock and confusion, swinging my index finger and my head left, then right. When I gave up looking for my answer, Mitski tackled ____ with a big hug. "____~Chan! You're okay! And since when did you change?" Again, my confusion got the best of me. "Well, Kikiro gave me some clothing that didn't fit her anymore..." ____ rubbed her neck.

Her outfit was gorgeous, yet simple. It was a soft looking black material for the shorts that ended three inches above her knee, and the shorts went up above her waist by around two inches. Her very loose white collared shirt had a rim of (F/C). It was really nice, and yet again, simple. I looked around, and saw Yuuma bring out a casual pastel yellow frilly dress.

"Put this on Mitski, we're all going out some where, and I'm not telling neither of you," he smirked. Kikiro looked like she knew, and I'm dying of curiosity of what it is....

And Mitski is dying of hunger.....

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Wow, that was a very short chapter...... I don't know......

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