Don't Blame Yourself (Yoshiki x Ayumi Fanfiction)

Chapter 9: Possession

Yoshiki's P.O.V            

I am on cloud-freaking-nine right now. This was happening? This was happening.

From the moment she grabbed onto the sides of my face and forced me to look at her, butterflies had filled my stomach. I knew what was about to happen, because even though she was a dark red, she was pulling our faces closer. My heart is going to just break free and run away, if she doesn't do what she's doing soon. I thought. My skin started to heat up. If she isn't going to do it, then I will.  

I moved my hands down to her waist and kissed her softly. I could tell she wasn't expecting me to do it before she did, so she was a bit shocked about how sudden it was. I closed my eyes, a bit regretting not looking at her. Her arms went back around my neck, pulling herself closer as she kissed me back. I couldn't have been happier right here.

After a minute or so, my lungs started to burn from loss of air. I reluctantly pulled away to catch my breath. Ayumi exhaled loudly, for which I assumed she blushed after. Smiling, I buried my face into the small of her neck.

She moved her hands down to my chest and gripped my shirt. "Yoshiki..." She started, but stopped. It was easy to tell she didn't say my name just to say my name.

"Hm?"

"It's nothing..." She whispered. I lifted my head so I was looking right into her eyes. She tried looking away, but I just gently pushed her face my way. "It's nothing..." She repeated. Her gaze went down to her hands, which were still gripping my white shirt.

"It was something. You can tell me." She just shakes her head. As she tries to say something, an unexpected sound filled the air.

The phone had abruptly started ringing. Her ring tone was loud; it made me jump. She hesitated before she slid off of me onto the floor, crawling towards where she had kicked her phone. She pressed a button and brought it to her ear. Something always has to interrupt doesn't it? I thought. I gave a small sigh, glancing over to Ayumi.

"HELP ME!" A voice yelled. She moved the phone away from her ear. She mouthed 'Nakashima' to me. "S-Satoshi... HAS GONE FUCKING NUTS." What did the coward do now?  

"W-What do you mean?" She stammers into the phone.

"Y-Yuka... She dropped a picture of some sort, that was freaking adorable. It was Satoshi and her hugging, with the sentence 'I love you' in the corner." Nakashima paused, her voice dropping to a whisper-yell. "He thought it was cute, too, until... She started freaking out that he saw it." Ayumi had pressed 'speakerphone', especially since she was practically yelling anyways. It was easier to hear that way.

"What's so bad about that?" She asks.

"Well, he gave it back to her, and she ran off. He brushed it off, until I asked why he looked so scared. Then, he said she kept coming home with a picture of her and him hugging, kissing, or whatever. When she dropped down to attempt to pick it up before us, he caught a glimpse of another picture." She cleared her throat. "It wasn't a very innocent one."

"Continue..."

"He acted normally until he went into the kitchen. I followed him. Inside, Yuka was trying to clean off the blood off of her smock. Like any normal person, we asked how she had gotten blood on herself. She said that Sachiko had come and stabbed her. We thought her scissor wound had closed up. We just assumed she was hallucinating and accidentally ripped it open, but then there was a pairof bloody scissors on the ground. " Ayumi started to shake. I dropped to the floor and went over to her, just in case she had a seizure or something.