Heat Haze

Just Ask

Author's Note: 

Sorry for the late update, but I plan to update every Sunday or Monday. I also rewrote one of the scenes in this chapter from the original, so it took a lot of time.

Don awoke sprawled onto his bed, his hair covering most of his face. What had just happened? Was that just a dream? The boy reached for his phone on the end table and turned it on.

Saturday, July 12th. 9:46 AM, one unheard message (9:01).

Who had called him at nine? He tapped the message. He immediately regretted it when he heard a familiar accent.

"Good morning, Don! I was wondering if you wanted to go out for lunch with me?"

Oh god, what did Duni want with him?

"Could you meet me at the park at noon? That would be great!"

The message ended, but his worry didn't. Why would Duni want to eat lunch with him? Unless he got something out of it, there's no way Duni would even consider him. He managed to pull himself off his bed and walk to his closet. Strangely, it was open. Inside, each of the identical hats was in order, except one was missing. Wasn't that the one he picked during his dream? He must have dropped it somewhere. He picked one up and went on with his day.

Don was not looking forward to meeting Duni. The psycho was sitting by himself in the public seating area of the park when Don walked to the park, his bright red hair sticking out like a sore thumb. If he could, the younger male would avoid looking at him, but Duni would actually murder him if he didn't meet him.

"Don! Over here!" The overzealous Brit waved his hand frantically. Oh, how much he hated him. Don sat down on the opposite side of the table. "I brought you a poppy seed muffin," Duni knew Don hated poppy seed muffins.

"Why do you need me?" he asked. Didn't this happen in his dream?

"I want to spend time with everyone! You didn't answer, so that was good enough for me," How did Duni say all of this with a smile?

"Cut your bullshit, tell me why you really need me," Don stated. He saw right through Duni's rouse.

"Okay, fine. I need advice. And please don't swear," the older male pouted. Advice? Then again, there was no way Duni could extract information from the other three. But why him? Don was just as confused as they were.

"First of all, why are you asking me? Second of all, I swear to God is this about Uni?" No matter what they told him, Duni still had a crush on Uni. The other male didn't share such fond emotions towards his counterpart.

"It's simple! If you don't help me, I'll wring your neck," he cheerily stated. Their conversation was interrupted when the taller male pulled out a basket. There was a poppy seed and a chocolate muffin inside.

Don reached for the chocolate one and snatched it before Duni could object. He casually took a bite of it and swallowed. It tasted strange. It seemed to burn his tongue, like soap.... Don's eyes widened. Something was inside his food!

"Don?" Duni asked before Don keeled over and started coughing. What did Duni do to this muffin?

"Don? Are you alright?" He didn't answer. He couldn't answer. A feeling in his stomach blossomed, burning away at him. It seemed to chip away at his resolve for every waking moment.

"I knew I shouldn't have bought that muffin. Oh well, another one bites the dust, I guess,"

It only took a few more endless seconds for Don to lay dead. 

yEah. Duni's definitely a psycho.