We look like couples...

This chapter is written in Hiroshi's point of view:

We two are alone, walking under the night sky, just the two of us...

You know, its kind of weird to walk like this. My awkwardness is killing me.

Should I say something? I am bad at starting conversations though.

Again, why should I start conversations?

"You don't need to force yourself to talk if you don't want to."

Seems like I'm busted. Sometimes, I really think if I am really that readable, or she is just able to read anyone.

"I haven't even said anything."

"You are readable like a book, you know? I know that you are thinking if you are that readable or not."

I hate this. I really don't wanna talk, but this awkwardness is killing me. What should I do?

What an irony of fate... I am a quixotic predator, I kill couples. And here I am, walking with a girl at night. I am sure if anyone was looking at us, they would sure think of us as couples.

Wait, isn't she too a quixotic predator? She too kills couples, right? Then why did she ask me out that day? What was in her mind?

I should ask her about it.

"Hey, about that day-"

"Quick-"

She grabbed my hand and started running. Whats wrong? Did something happened?

I was taken behind a wall to hide.

"Hey. Why did you did that?"

"Shh. The police are here."

"So what?"

"What if they capture us?"

"For what reason that is? You know, hiding like this makes us even more suspicious."

"Is that so?"

She can be dull headed sometimes. I find that side of her a little cute.

What the heck, what am I thinking... I can't lose my senses.

"-sigh- They have gone away."

"Like I said, hiding makes us even more suspicious."

"I did that on impulse."

"Don't startle me like that."

"You get startled?"

She looked at me. Looks like she noticed something. Is it something in my face?

"Is something wrong with my face?"

No answer. She is still staring. She came closer and closer. Too close for comfort that is. I don't like where this is going...

She pushed me on the ground. She is still looking closely. What the heck is happening. I tried to avert my eyes, but...

"Don't move your eye."

Look, if somethings wrong, just tell me. Im feeling uncomfortable now.

"You have hazel eyes."

"Really? Just for that?"

"Sorry. I lost my composure. This was the first time I saw hazel eyes. So I was surprised. Hazel eyes are rare. Your red-blue hazel eyes is beautiful."

I mean, thanks?

At that moment, the police came. We were spotted. But my instincts were spot on. They couldn't catch us. We fled from the spot.

"You let your guard down, Yuki."

"Wow."

"What?"

"That was the first time you told my name."

I didn't realise that I didn't use her name even once. Not that it matters, though. But I am curious as to why she asked me out that day on the first day.

"Hey, about that day, why did you ask me out? Don't you kill couples too?"

"Didn't I tell you?"

"Nope. You didn't."

"I see. You know your and my method of killing couples are different."

"Huh?"

"I only kill playboys. I hate them. They ruin hundreds of naive girls' lives without hesitation."

"So what you do?"

"Simple. I firstly observe them to determine their type. I change my personality to that type and ask them out. As I'm beautiful, they always say yes. After that, its just a matter of waiting for the right time to kill them."

"That sounded arrogant, but what does it have to do with me?"

"In short, you looked like a playboy."

"Huhhh? As the Quixotic Predator, I am insulted."

"I mean, anyone would suspect it from afar. You were like a chick magnet."

"I see. And you were observing me from afar to determine my type."

"Yes. And you gave me a hard time to do it."

"How so?"

"You had no type. In the end I was so frustrated that I couldn't determine your type that I just took on a shy girl personality."

"..."

Her method of killing is brutal. It's seductive to the point that only one thing came to my mind. She is a "Renai Akuma".

[Renai Akuma means "Love devil" in Japanese]

"Hey, are you listening?"

I almost got lost in my own thoughts. I forgot to reply.

"Yes. Im here."

Something felt strange. I feel something bad is about to happen.

"Oi oi oi. Seems like we have a couple here."

Someone was talking behind us. Only one person isn't a threat. But the problem is, soon enough, around 10 of them circled around us to trap us. One of them even took Yuki as hostage. What fools they are.

"You have a nice chick with you here. You mind if we take her for a bit."

I looked at Yuki. She wasn't the slightest bit concerned. She was giggling a little too. As expected.

"Sure. You can keep her. But try your best to control her."

"Huh?"

What fools of robbers they are. They think one or two guy holding her hostage would be difficult for her.

Soon enough, she freed herself from those robbers and came to cover up my back. But I didn't need help though.

Without dropping a sweat, we just walked away with a pile of bodies behind us. They were alive though.

In short, nothing happened...

"Those couples are real devils.", said the robbers.

I don't care though. Their talks are useless. Yuki could handle that on her own. But what she couldn't handle is something that happened next.

We were walking, everything was normal. Until a truck came in.

The driver was drunk. Drunk driving..., it makes me mad. My father was drunk too when he beat up mom.

I would've done nothing if he just drove away. But he decided to charge straight at us.

I don't know how, maybe it's natural instinct. But I pushed Yuki with me to the side of the road to avoid the accident.

My heart was beating fast. I was scared. I am too a human. I have emotions. Just because I have dark side doesn't mean I am all emotionless.

I looked at Yuki. She was scared too. That proves that she has emotions too. Well, its natural for anyone to be scared to survive death like this.

"Thanks for saving me. I thought I was dead for a second there."

"Me too."

I tried to stand up. But my legs gave up. Looks like my body didn't recover from the shock that I got there. Yuki decided to give me a hand. I feel stupid. I should be the one that is helping her, not the other way around.

I safely took her to her home. Then I went back to my home too. In short, the night is dangerous.

Then I realised something. If I didn't went with her today, she would most likely be dead from the truck accident.

Just imagining it gave me chills. Its a good thing I went with her.

Wait a second. Why am I concerned about her? Why should I care?

What is happening to me?

I can't find the answer.

I decided to give my body a rest to recover from that shock. I went to bed.

That night, I had a dream. The dream of the truck accident, but instead of me saving myself, I got hit by it, before waking up in the middle of the night and realising that it was just a dream.

I also realised something. My body is getting warmer for some reason. But I feel colder. But I decided to just ignore it.

The next day, I woke up with a fever. As expected. I know it was because of the shock. But I didn't think my body would react this badly like this. Well,I guess I have to skip school today.