『 I Won't Run Anymore』

Part 35 - Daiki

I pushed myself up onto my forearms and turned my head around to gaze at the podgy brunette stood behind me with a look of pure rage and hatred resting on her face.

"Manager..."

"Do you know how much trouble you got me in you whelp?! I watched over you for months and for what?! My work to go wasted! You should be dead!"

"B-but... manager...."

"Shut up! You bring death wherever you go! We cannot allow such a beast to walk around freely!"

My eyes widened upon watching the woman pull out a large rounded blade and held it out in front of my face in a threatening way.

"I have to end this before those other demons get here."

'Get away from her!'

The woman rose up the blade and swung it down swiftly, I rolled over to the side as it caught on the hem of my dress, pinning me to the ground. Reaching behind her she pulled out another blade, identical to the one dug into my clothing. She moved fast for a fat old woman...

"Just die peacefully and go back to Gehenna."

'Get away... get away... get aw-'

"-ay! GET AWAY FROM HER!"

I covered my eyes from a large gust of wind, dust pelting my face and getting up my nose to my distaste. I spluttered slightly, rubbing my eyes of debris as they watered from remaining parts. I blinked wildly, adjusting my tear filled eyes on the new body in front of me. They appeared transparent and I blinked more to clear the remaining dust to see this person was certainly see through. He was tall with brunette hair... green eyes staring down at me in annoyance.

"Daiki..."

"You never listen to me Alice."

"What... how..."

"I've never really been gone, I've been in here."

He pecked at my temple painfully with his knuckle, indicating he was in my head. He was that nagging feeling I kept getting? I always believed it to just be my conscious. I reached my hand up and pressed it against his arm before he had chance to pull away, even though he was transparent I could feel him... he was cold. I felt my eyes tear up again, seeing my best friend here in front of me... knowing that he never left me.

"Daiki..."

"Hey now, stoooop that! Don't go crying over a dead guy when I have this bitch to deal with! I can't console you right now!"

Daiki turned his back on me, pulling his arm forcefully from my grip as Mrs. Takanaka pushed herself to her feet and dusted off her knees with a grunt off annoyance.

"Stupid brat... Get out of my way or I'll take you down too."

"Heh, I've been dead for a while already you old hag. Give me your best shot."

Daiki drew his weapon, the very dual blades I was familiarised with that day as he lunged at the woman with intent to kill. I pushed myself onto my feet quickly, about to charge in and help when a grip on my arm stopped me. I swung around to face Mephisto, my eyes narrowed and maws agape at his sudden action.

"Mephisto... it's Daiki."

Either the male didn't hear me or he decided to ignore me as he kept his eyes trained onto the two before us. I swallowed as I stared into his dark eyes, they were filled with a silent fury.

"Amaimon, take out the pests that she came with."

"Yes brother."

In a split second I saw more members of the Vatican appear from various hiding places, Amaimon charging himself into the flurry of men and women with bared claws. A blood bath was about to happen...