His friend is gone...[Closed]

[reluctantjinrou]

[It was strange attending his best friend's funeral. He didn't have time to cry, not when everything was so wrong. It looked wrong. He looked wrong. What if he came back? He knew it was vampires.

Then there had been that creepy girl who'd invited herself into the house through his parents. Now what?

Again, he could not sleep. There was no hope of sleep anymore as he held a wrench in hand. He had to protect himself, whoever came. His life was in danger.]

Comments

[fight_the_need]

[Tohru had been pacing nervously, not far from Natsuno's window. Shizuka was watching, he was sure, making certain he didn't screw up his orders, certain to tell Tatsumi if anything went wrong. If he didn't, then it was his family that would suffer. Aoi and Tamotsu...

He'd agonized over what to say for hours. Should he say anything? Tatsumi wanted them to think of their friends and loved ones now as little more than meat, animals to feed them, but how could he do that?

He crept outside the window, the moon casting odd shadows on the windows; his shadow. His heightened senses could hear how near Natsuno was, sense his presence on the other side. They'd already acquired an invitation, it was such a simple order.

And yet, it was utterly impossible. Swallowing his fear, he reached up to tap the window.]

Natsuno?

[reluctantjinrou]

[That voice. It was that voice that made him drop the wrench. No. No! That was not who he expected. He wrenched the window open and the screen.]

Tohru-chan!

[He leaned out the window, looking for him, please don't be gone forever.]

[fight_the_need]

[Anything he might have prepared to say vanished from his mind as the window was pulled open and light spilled out over him from Natsuno's bedroom. He threw his arms in front of his face, ducking into a crouch, but peering out with terrified eyes at the person on the other side of the window.

Fight or flight was a powerful instinct and every lucid piece of him was telling him to get out of there. This was too much to handle. He couldn't hurt his friend, though the rational side of his mind warned that if he didn't take this step, others would suffer in his place.

He took a slow step back, ready to bolt, tears forming in the corners of his eyes already.]

[reluctantjinrou]

[Tohru, it was Tohru. He was horrified and sad all at once. He could see the way he cowered, the way he hid himself and he grimaced before reaching out a hand. Don't run.]

Tohru-chan. It's okay...I know what you are...

[He spoke barely above a whisper.]