Want to talk about it over a chocolate cake?

Leaves and branches crushed under his feet. His struggle to find which way she went ended when his eyes met the small clear path which led him uphill. No lights reached the depth which he had come. It was a perfect stage for a horror drama.

He started hearing some voices, not clear enough to understand what words they were but enough to lead him in a particular direction. Pushing aside the branches in front he followed the voice and kept getting closer to the source.

A sharp turn to left came, before his body could reach their he heard,

“Are you really sure about that?”

“About what?”

“I thought you were in love with the guy…the guy with long bangs on one side covering the right side of his face.”

“-Why would you,senpai!?”

■■■■■ stops right before the turn. His whole body was hidden behind a slightly tilted trunk of a tree which curved around the height of his face, giving him a view of the scene folding in front of his eyes.

The guy with Uragao Ari leaned on the railing.

“I saw you make a face which you never made when I was around you. You two even walk home together. I heard you even went to an amusement park with him.It looks like you are enjoying being with him, like you want to be with him.”

“–No,I don't!”

Something stabbed ■■■■■■’s heart. It ached. And a smoke which could only be seen by him produced from the scar on his face.

She didn't mean that she hated her time with ■■■■■■ nor that She hated being with ■■■■■■.She didn't mean to convey the feeling of what those words meant. Just her choices of words on spur of movements was not good. What her feelings were -Not much as I do with you -Not much as I want to be with you.

“I will never fall in love with him. I will never see him that way.” Desperately trying to save the love slipping through her hand like sand, she spelled out whatever words which could stop it.

The knife of words which stabbed his heart twisted deep inside.

“I only got to know him out of coincidence. He looked sad and depressed so out of concern I reached out to him. I don't see him that way at all.”

“...Are you speaking…the truth?” His words questioned her sincere feelings.

A tear showing how much she yearned for her feeling to reciprocate back slipped down her cheek.Her words stammered when his words doubted her and she cried,

“..Y-Yes…I…I-I only..love you senpai”

Something flew high behind them and illuminated the dark sky in golden yellow colour. Making the stage which broke ■■■■■■’s heart even more beautiful.

The drop of tears left contact with her face and her words once again conveyed what she felt.

The guy in question who was showered with such pure and strong feelings finally believed her. His lips curled up a little and getting closer he opened his arms.

“I love you too, Ari.”

3 consecutive blast in sky dyed it in 3 different colours as they were there to mock ■■■■■■.

With those words he embraced her. She cried in his chest. The tears this time were not out of sadness. Her arms warped around his back and tightly held him to comfort herself with the feeling of her loved ones' warmth.

Seeing it his heart ached again. It was about to burst out and stain everything around him with crimson red. The throat tightened, not letting even the air escape out. The chest squeezed in itself.

The more he looked at them, the more it ached. And when he realized it his legs turned back and walked for not being able to bear it anymore.

His gaze was only looking at the ground. Not thinking whether it was the same path which he came for or not his legs just moved, moved away from that painful sight he saw.

The smoke didn't stop coming out from his scar on face. Nothing was burning, nor did he feel any burning sensation.

No tears escaped his corner of eyes or sorrow on face was shown, or maybe it was the pain of moving facial skin that didn't let him. A straight visage hid hundreds of mixed feelings behind it.

Left, right, forward, backward he didn't know which way his body was taking him nor did he care. He just wanted to get separated from the world.

His mind went down a spiral of thoughts.

His legs led him out, not the same place he came from but to a shrine. Not crowded. Around 10 people scattered across the area.

The waves of air hit his body when he came out in the open. Looking up the first thing his eyes saw was the shrine. Without thinking much he walked towards the shrine. He didn't know what he was going to do once he reached there.

Relax? Think about what happened? Arrange his thoughts? Empty his mind?

The feelings of love which he was trying to decipher were crumbled away. The bud which just started to bloom was withered and the beauty of it was never known to his lonely heart.There was nothing he could do other than try and live with the new black bud which sprouted in his heart.

His legs walked on the edge of the stone path leading to the shrine.

Thud.On the path he bumped into a girl from a group of three people.

“Hey–”

With what little amount of power he could muster up to open the chained throat he tried to apologize.

“..Sor–” “Yuck, disgusting!!”

But her words drained away all that strength.

Seeing the burnt side of ■■■■■■’s face she blurted out those words. Not stopping there she kept throwing sharp words at his frail heart with the other two standing beside her.

“What happened?”

“This ugly guy bumped into me purposely!”

… I didn't

“Shees! I am gonna throw up!”

“What you looking at brat!!”

“Leav him alone, lets go!”

“Yeah, disgusting people like him should just go and die!”

After rubbing salt on the wound they went away from there.

■■■■■■’s heart and face ached once again.The scar on his face grew. And he went in motion again. His eyes wide open staring at nothing in front and his mind kept sinking in the ocean of unpleasant thoughts.

What is the sin that I have committed?

Am I better off death?

Why am I suffering?

What's the point in..living?

Standing a few steps away in front his 4 enemies of happiness talked without noticing him.

“That ugly bastard was again with Fumiko-san.” Kicking the stone on the ground the guy with piercings gritted his teeth.

“Just wait until the school starts again, this time we will make his soul cry.” Inspecting his hands the blond guy commented.

“But my blood is boiling now!” clicking his tongue he looked towards the shrine.

4 Girls standing near the shrine. Among them one with dark blue yukata with a white flower patter and sky blue obi caught his eye.

“Chill bro–” said the one smoking a cigar

“–Isn't that…”

“Huh? What?”

“Isn't she that ugly dimwits sister?”

“Who?” peering at them he asked again, “How do you know?”

“I saw her picture in his phone when that guy was showing pictures to all the girls during karaoke.”

NO!

“Are you sure she is his sister?”

“I bet! Let's go and blow off some steam!”

Not Lemon!

A step forward and he was grabbed by the shoulder. Strong enough that he couldn't budge it off. The same hand forcefully turned his face towards the owner of the hand. Before his eyes could see ■■■■■■’s face two punches with the other hand were hurled at his face.

The power in those punches was enough to break his nose and throw him on the ground. He groaned on the ground covering his nose. Grabbing those hands of his, ■■■■■■ pinned them under his knee weight and then he threw another punch at his face. And another one.And another one.And another one.And another one.

Blood stained punches were merciless thrown at him one after another. Some teeth were broken, some blood was spilled. Anyone who tried to stop that unforgiving machine fixated on killing was thrown away by an incomprehensible strength.

2 of the boys were on ground far away thrown by ■■■■■■, 1 quietly watched the ongoing rampage and 1 was under the weight of ■■■■■■’s knees taking every blow on face and slowly losing his consciousness.

KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL! KILL!

All he could think of was Kill. He didn't care for the consequences. He was hurt enough that thinking of the results of his actions was his least bit of worries. What he wanted the most at this time was to erase the presence of the person in front of his eyes.

His body started to paint itself in pure black like someone drew him on a canvas with just blank ink and the source of its origin was the burn scar on face. The blackness slowly crept through the face and covered it, making him look less like a human and more like a mass of negative painted thoughts. Smoke was still emitting out of his body.

Pulling back the hand the rage-filled eyes were preparing for another ruthless blow but, a scream came flying and a person crashed into him. To ■■■■■■ it seemed like a big black screen engulfed him before that person crashed into him.

It was the SUBSPACE.

Inside it everything was the same as before except that anyone other than them present at that shrine couldn't see ■■■■■■ and the person crashed into him.

“HAHAHHAHA!!!!! NOW THIS IS WHAT I CALL A FIGHT!!” Katsuo was the one who fell from the sky. Looking around he saw ■■■■■■ acting as his cushion in the tree.

“Oh, there's another one of your guys here.” Swinging his legs Katsuo lended it in ■■■■■■’s guts and send him flying, breaking through the trees in the way ■■■■■■ was shot away from the scene like a bullet.

Just when the people around heard the cries of fear and looked around, what they saw were some boys. One scared to his core standing and the other 3 groaning on the ground. The culprit of this scene vanished in thin air.

<>

Tengen was enjoying his painting time. Alone in a room with his canvas. It was the time of the day he looked forward to the most and any disturbance during it was the same as waking up an angry tiger in the den, And a fool made that mistake.

Rushing through the outdoor corridor a man ran and slam opened the door.

“Tengen-sama!!”

Just a glare from Tengen and he was brought to knees by an enormous pressure.

“...Don't you know any manners, insolent brat.”

Fighting against the pressure he lifted his head and said while a sweat ran down his forehead.

“P-Please excuse my rudeness but there has been a huge disturbance in emotional balance.”

Tengen's calm composure breaked a little.

“Take me to the room.”

<>

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!

“Hahahahha! More More!! Show me more!” Katsuo shouted as Ai pummeled him mid sky, but some light bruises were all she could manage to give him.

Traveling 100’s of meters in seconds on land , their battle kept going. As Ai and Natsumi unleashed their attacks, Katsuo kept deflecting and dodging most of them.

Finally he saw an opening when Ai’s fist approached him and behind her Natsumi was ready to kick his golden ball. He intentionally let Ai’s fist hit him. It blasted on point of contact and smoke blocked their view.

Stepping back they waited for it to clear away.When it became clear both of them became a little tense because Katsuo was nowhere to be found.

Did he become invisible? Did he flee from there?

Thinking back Natsumi recalled everything from his past fight with him.Natsumi’s mind flashed their previous parting with Katsuo and his gazes fell on ground.

“Ai–”

Before he could warn her he was sucked into the ground.

“Na–”

And Ai was sent flying yards away by a small ball of energy at the tip of a finger emerging from the ground.

Jumping out of the ground he followed after her in excitement. A clear freaky smile bloomed on his face when he saw her fly away by explosion, showing how much he loved fight, killing, war, merciless acts and how sadistic he was.

Blowing up the ground, Natsumi climbed back to the ground. After breathing in some air he chases after them without wasting any second.

“How is he using his energy!!??” While chasing after him, he tried to understand more about Katsuo’s powers. It was not entirely impossible to pinpoint how he was doing all that if he had all the information needed.

“He vanished in the ground. I heard some type of explosion when I was sucked underneath…”

Putting the pieces on the board he kept thinking of the possible authorities.

<>

Rushing after the body he blew away, Katsuo reached the park where 2 figures were lying in a small crater in the ground. One which he just blew away and another black figure which he completely ignored is there was also a victim of his actions.

Katsuo leaped in the air with a fist warped in black flames aimed at Ai. Rolling back she dodged it and with a kick on the ground she sent an eruption of fire towards him. Not being able to get out of its path, Katsuo blocked any injury to face by crossing his arms in front of him.

Experiencing a fourth degree burn in forearms he quickly backed away and yelled in pain. His water red eyes glared at Ai and he bit his tongue enduring the pain.

“You… bitch!”

“Keep that mouth of yours shut.” Putting her hand one over another she formed a small ball of fire between them. With a jump and spin she aimed it at Katsuo. Jumping to the side he evaded being hit in a nick of time. The small fire ball hit the swing behind him and a blast blew it up into pieces. The broken pieces burned, scattered on the ground. Katsuo touches the bush with his hands and slowly his muscles and skin regenerates.

Natsumi watched that scene unfold before his eyes when he reached there.The last piece of puzzle completed the board and reaching beside Ai he said, “ Ai, maybe he is manipulating or stealing life force or something. I am not sure but avoid any contact with him for too long.”

Making one of the golden balls follow the lead of his hand he brought it in front of him.

“Beware of his fists.” A beautiful arc by leg was drawn and the ball darted towards Katsuo. Predicting its trajectory he moved his head to dodge it, hitting the tree behind it bounced back and hit the back of his head before returning back to Natsumi.

To his surprise Natsumi didn't think it would hit.

“...Now this is seriously annoying me.” Katsuo boiled in anger. Rubbing his hands he formed a club, not of a material present on earth but something else, something coloured cyan . Next thing,he rushed towards them and swung it ruthlessly. Closing the distance made Natsumi switch back to hand combat. By sticking close to Natsumi he made sure to prevent any wild shots form Ai and having advantage of a weapon he cornered Natsumi.

It was a given that Natsumi couldn't dodge or deflect every attack, and when Ai stepped in she couldn't recklessly attack. She had to be mindful of her aim or otherwise it would hit Natsumi. Flipping the tables Katsuo turned the 2 versus 1 into his advantage.

And then Ai took a chance. Her fist unleashed towards Katsuo guts as she saw him swing his club towards Natsumi head defenselessly without paying attention to her. A chance to blow him away, a chance to give Natsumi some air to breathe, an opening to do some damage, an opening she found or did she?

It was a grave mistake.

Her fist was set in motion. Katsuo smirked–barely seeing it from the corner of his eyes. The club of his swings in a way to which Natsumi could only respond by tilting to the left, there was no other way to evade it, It brought Natsumi in range of Katsuo's other hand.

Grabbing him by the neck , Katsuo pulled him in front of Ai’s attack. Natsumi's torso was burnt by a blast, going with the flow Katsuo hit the back of his head with full force with the club. Natsumi fell on the ground.

His vision started blurring. In a second everything turned red for him when the crimson blood trickled down from the back of his head to his eyes. And then he lost consciousness.

Ai’s eyes widened. Staring at the body lying on the ground her pale face regretted what she just did and her eyes blamingly shifted towards her fist.

Without letting any second to spare taking advantage of Ai losing her composer, Katsuo covered the one step distance between them and grabbed her hand and with the other hand he swung the club. Hitting the back of legs he brought her to knees.

Wearing a smug face his hand swinged without any breaks. The back of her head started painting by crimson red. Each time the club was pulled back it swung back with greater excitement. Enjoying the merciless act the lips of his curled up to their limits.

She was on the verge of death. A loose thread holds on for her consciousness. Moving the club like a whip he vanished it in thin air. Crouching down he grasped her hair and lifted her head.

Staring into her eyes he mocked her, “Thanks. Enjoying it?”. Squinting at him she spit on her face. “...Don't you dare think I lost.”. Her blood started rushing. The temperature rose and her veins started glowing red.

Gently sliding down his hand he brought it to her fingers and carefully held one of her fingers.

“Good. I would like to play some more.”

Black colour started wrapping around his hand. When it was fully covered the finger in Katsuo’s hand started rotting. Ai screamed in pain. He let go of it before it withered away. Elegantly moving his hand he held onto the other finger and again Ai had to scream in pain.

Boom!

Fireworks started decorating the sky in the background, illuminating the smirk on the face of Katsuo which was decorated with dry blood stuck to it. Eyes fixated on the pain shown on her face.

BADUMP!

A heart which was beating faintly enough to stop in a few minutes started beating with more power.

“I want to see more of that face.”

BADUMP!

“More! More!”

BADUMP! BADUMP!

The savage beast was laughing at his cruel play until he suddenly noticed that white smoke started covering the whole park.

“Huh?” he muttered and stopped in mid-action.

Ai’s gaze looked around in puzzlement. Those baffled eyes stopped above his shoulder when she saw red blazing eyes rising over Katsuo's shoulder.

A kick came cutting through the smoke and Katsuo went flying crashing into the building outside the park. Ai fell on her back after getting free from his grasp. She was somehow holding onto her consciousness. The silhouette in front of her glared at her and walked away.

Katsuo lifted his head with a groan and squinted at the smoke wall in front of him. Slowly walking out of it a black body with red blazing eyes menacingly glared at him.

“Oh… I forgot about you.” Standing back on his feet he brought the club back by rubbing his hand. “Let me send you back to your mom's arm–”

With a thunderclap ■■■■■■ leaped towards him and fists rained at katsuo. Something bizarre unfolded in front of Ai's eyes while she quietly watched it. Katsuo who was strong enough to fight toe to toe in a 2 versus 1 was completely obliterated.

The not so well toned ■■■■■■ was striking fist after fist at him without giving a second to even blink.

What Ai's eyes saw was a black figure unleashing all his hatred and anger at Katsuo without holding back at all. The punches were merciless, unforgiving, filled with resentment, blaming something.

As the punches landed one after another, Katsuo's body sank further and further in the building wall. Katuso’s grip loosens and the club slips from his hands.

Krack

A sound of something scattering came and a few seconds later the SUBSPACE was shattered. Katsuo lost consciousness. His face couldn't be identified. All the bones in his chest and face were crushed. Blood covered everything around him and ■■■■■■’s fists. Some White teeths scattered around ground were crushed under ■■■■■■ feet as he kept pressuring him further in.

The black colour which painted whole body of ■■■■■■ started peeling off like small paper strips and flew away with the night breeze.

Pulling back his elbow he unleashed one last strong blow. Katsuo didn't leave a sound from his mouth, just some blood streamed down his mouth.

The rampage of ■■■■■■ stopped and the sound of blowing wind filled the scene. The black thing which originated from ■■■■■■’s scar was scattered in the sky in the form of little strips of paper and his skin was new as a fresher born baby, the scar also vanished from his face leaving no trace behind.

But his mind was still not back in its senses. It wasn't him who started fighting with Katsuo. He was long gone and sleeping somewhere inside his body when he was kicked by Katsuo at the shrine. His body was moving on its own subconsciously and his soul was hiding somewhere deep inside him in a slumber.

His legs started moving with the same blank visage on face looking for a thing to vent out his mixed feeling in the form of violence. But was it even helping him get rid of those feelings?

No. It wasn't.

It was an act his boy thought of to relieve him from all those aches in his heart, the tightness in his chest and the seized throat which made his body uncomfortable.

Some random voices started coming from a turn around the street. The unconscious body followed it, to go on rampage again.

But this time it didn't.

“He is a very kind boy, right?”

“Yes he is.”

A familiar voice reached the sleeping soul in that body and stopped his body just around the turn.

“Yes!! My nii-san is the best!”

“Hahah yup he is.”

The voices kept getting louder and louder and finally coming out of the corner 3 ladies and 5 Childers looked at ■■■■■■.

“■■■■■■-nii san?” One of the child called but he didn't respond.

“Nii-san?” His brother called but he didn't respond.

“■■■■■■ ?” One of the ladies called but he didn't respond.

The voices were faintly reaching his sleeping soul in agony. Don’t wake me was all he wanted from this world. But the one standing in front didn't agree to it. They called him again and again.

“■■■■■■-kun”

“■■■■■■”

“■■t■■■ What happened?”

“■u■■■■ are you okay?”

“■■■■k■ h-hey!?”

“Y■■a■a What happened!??”

And lastly one last name which his mother used to call him by reached him.

“Yuka-chan!! …Huh!?W-why are you crying!!?” Shaking his shoulder Asami looked at the tears dripping down the cheeks. Slowly his expressionless face started breaking apart.

“...wa-wa-waaaa.”

Falling forward he cried in her arms. He didn't care if he looked pathetic or if he was making them worried, all he wanted at that time was to wash away all the emotions he bottles up with those tears coming from his eyes.

Only cry escaped through his mouth until he managed to say something.

“...hic….hic…..w-why….sniff…why am…I…hic..not…hic…loved because….of.. sniff ..my face..hic.”

Not asking for further details Asami hugged him and caressed his back. Sachi told Hiraru to drop the kids home.

After a while the voice dimmed and tears dried, but he still refused to open his eyes or separate from the warmth he was feeling in Asami’s arm. Gently stroking his head Sachi said “...Have you calmed down?” He simply moved his head in Asami’s arms.

“...Want to talk about it?”

He didn't respond for a while but his stomach growled.

“You hungry, Yuka-chan?” Trying to look at his face Asami asked.

“...Want to talk about it over a chocolate cake, Yutaka?” Leaning a little Sachi looked at his face.

When no reply came ruffling his hair Asami said “ An empty stomach and bottled up feelings are never good for you body, Yuka-chan~”

After a bit of hesitation Yutaka slightly nodded.

“Let's go.”

<>

At a certain place. A place covered by greenery and flowers, a lady muttered when her heart ached for no reason.

“...Yuka-chan”

And her clothes fluttered in the air from a random gust.