Runaway blue

Chapter four

Hiya!! Here's the next chap, don't forget to check the important note in the end.
Me and Kuroko have something to say!
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《Well crap, I'm found out
In this world of mine
The proofs leave no doubt,
I'm running out of time

They're here now
And they won't leave
I'll fall down
Eventually

I'm tired of this game
We're playing hide and seek
But it'll always be the same
Because I'm always the weak》
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The city streets were filled with people, shops were still open and cars whisked by every now and then, even if it was late afternoon.
Businessmen ran around the streets, hurrying to finish their work before going home. Mothers passed by, shopping bags and groceries in hand while here and there, there would be young teens and children doing something of their own, cought up in their own world.
All that happened around the busy streets didn't look right somehow. Something was missing…
It seemed as if everything was…
Still…

In his point of view.
While every person he passed by, running for his life, didn't even notice him. Never even realised something- someone, almost crashed into them.

A sigh escaped his quivering lips, as he breathed heavily through his nose.
He was used to it.
People always ignored his presence, it wasn't that they didn't see him, they refused too.
After all, no one would want to get involved in shadow's work.
"OI!!!" So much for a break, he thought as fake bullets, tranquilizers, shot passed him, barely missing by an inch.
"Damn, he knows who to pick." He commented over his shoulders, back on track immidietly- he has done this before after all, he learned from past mistakes- his feet taking him nowhere and everywhere at the same time.

The young teen wasn't afraid. No, not from these guys.
It was him he was running from.
If he cought up to him, the it was game over.
His freedom- his LIFE was going to be taken right from his hands and he would be able to do nothing!
He'd rather hold on tight for now and brace himself for whatever damage he'd do to his body in order to escape from his- their clutches.

It made sense though. Everything made sense and came all at once on his fragile shoulders as he took a right turn in an alley way.
He had been stalling for months, with the excuse of needing more time.
And, as angry as he was, he didn't blame him.
He was patient, more than whatever he could hope for.
Still...
That didn't mean he would give in.

Taking a left turn and then another right, he finally found himself in a dead end.
"Crap. It was bound to happen though…"
Shouts were heard in the distance, getting closer by the second as well as his demise looming over them.
Shit, he couldn't help but curse, scanning the place impatiently.

"Over here! He went there, I'm pretty sure there's a dead end there!" The shouts drew closer, forcing him to make a desicion, which he did.
Having no other choice, he hid behind a dumpster, holding his breath and hiding his presence, possibly, even stopping his heart beat every two seconds.
"Got- HUH?!" One of them said.
"Where is he?" Another asked.

From where he hid, he could make out at least four to five shadows. Different figures seemed like they were dumbfounded, stunned from his 'act of dissapearance', making every step in a robbotic manner, drawing closer to him, to his hiding spot.
Looking over their shadows once more, he didn't spot any that matched his figure, buy that didn't mean he wouldn't catch up.
He had to act fast if he wanted to have a chance of escape.