Six Different Kinds of Love

Unconsciously Poisoned

I gulped as the illusive, cryptic door loomed over me.
It was tall, dark and intimidating, almost like a Nightwatcher.

I inhaled in and out, slowly, approaching the door handle as if it were a Venus flytrap.

I hadn't the slightest clue what was behind this door, so preparing for the worst was the best possible option I could think of.

"L-Lena, stand back a little."

She nodded, timidly and obeyed, her small hands tied together on her chest and an incredible fragile, worried look on her face.

The longer I looked at her expression the less it made me want to open the damn thing, but I sighed harshly and pushed away any doubt I had in my mind.
Trying hard not to panick, I lunged my arm forward hastily and grabbed ahold of the cold, small, inauspicious golden door knob.

The distressing feeling of opening a door and seeing nothing on the otherside made my stomach twist and turn in ways it shouldn't.

To my horror and disfortune, all that was on the other side of the cursed door was more forest.
Nothing.
It was just an abandoned door, placed pointlessly in the middle of a forest.

"No...W-What the hell is this?"

If this door....wasn't a portal...then how are we supposed to escape?

"Oi, L-Lena what the hell is this?"

"Akimato wait-calm down-"

"What the hell is this?! What kind of portal is this supposed to be?"

"I-I think it needs to be activated first..."

"Well then activate it."

"Okay...just...just give me a minute."
She stood by the door, shuffling through her things awkwardly.
I walked up to her and touched her shoulder.

"S-Sorry."

She didn't say anything for a couple seconds.

".....No, it's ok. But if I wanted a bastard I would have asked for one."

I don't why I was acting like a jerk.
I don't actually know why I'm bothering to make an effort with anything right now considering this whole entire thing was most presumably a mad, eccentricly realistic dream.

But either way it was a shit dream.

I may as well run up to a Phantom and shout at it's face to eat me alive.

I started to shiver a little when a new gust of wind flew past us.
It felt...very different from just 'the wind'.
After turning around, I almost pissed myself at the sight of a figure approaching us.

"Lena you might wanna hurry with that activation spell I think..."

I said, nervously pointing at a dark moving object not to far in the distance.

"I think there's a phantom headed this way."

Oh but of course the Phantom that wants to murder us has to be all big and scary.
Why can't we have like a fluffy bunny who could cuddle us to death?

"Aki! We need to get out of here like...right now..!"

I mean I was well aware of that but the fact that she's actually saying what both of us were thinking out loud is starting to scare me for some strange reason.

"Uh-Yeah-I figured."

She grabbed my arm, but tightened her grip.
I could literally feel her nails diging into my skin.
Ok...now I'm scared.

"Now is not the time to be joking around Akimato, I'm serious! That thing is a Master Soul Seeker and if it catches us we will most probably face pain worse than death."

Right...so by that she means that a fluffy bunny Phantom will just cuddle us a little harder to...death...?

Lena took out of her...she has pockets in that tiny-ass skirt of hers..?

She grabbed a small bottle of murky, white liquid and swallowed the whole thing.

In...one whole mouthful...Ew..
I honestly had no clue what to do so I just stood there trying to motivate her.

"Lena, listen, about just now...I'm sorry...I have no clue why I said that I jus-"

She smacked her lips onto mine so suddenly I almost chocked.
She forced my mouth open and started releasing the strange white liquid from her mouth into mine.

The taste was so strange and sour that started to splutter some of it out of my mouth and it drooled down the side of my face, also wetting the side of her top with my saliva.

The feeling was so strange the fact that a phantom had just appeared behind us had completely slipped my mind.

The liquid started burning in my mouth, forcing it's way down my throat.

Lena used her tongue to help it down.

This was kinda...the most revolting kiss I'd ever experienced.
What would you call this kiss like...a French Kiss..?

No more like a Salty Saliva Slobber I'd say.

I couldn't breathe through my mouth so the breathes coming from in and out of my nose started to become a lit more frequent.

If someone was watching this it would probably look like someone murdering the other person with their tongue.
Not the most romantic show ever but...
What can you do in a life or death situation?

After a few seconds the world around us started to freeze and my mouth started to grow numb.
So numb up till the plint were I found that I couldn't breathe and that if moved a single inch I would ruin this whole 'magical', but painful, process.

I just closed my eyes and tried to focus on our surroundings...

But all I heard was a loud ringing noise, drilling into my head.
It was an annoying noise that sometimes went all static in my ears which hurt immensely.

That damn white noise!
So....did that mean I was fainting...?

Everything was white and grey and the agitating noises in my ears grew louder.

Not before long, my legs started to fumble onto the floor along with my suddentl incredibly weak, unable-to-stand body.
But my mouth...was still attached to hers.
It was as if the liquid that she put into my throat had made me pass out.

Nah, Lena wouldn't do that.
It was probably just because I couldn't breathe or something....
Why would she put a liquid into me if she knew I would pass out from it?
Was it revenge if some sort?
I guess I deserved it after what I said.

But would she really poison me?
No...either way...she drank it too...

What should I even be feeling at this point?