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You were running around, with nowhere to go. All you remember is that you need to escape from the shit hole of that place. But you don't know where to go. Until you saw an abandoned building. With its structure broken down, debris scattered around like a lost one, just like you. Pacing around with no place in your mind.
You sat at a cement, feeling hungry, you fumbled in your pocket to see if you have some snacks with you. Fortunately, you have. You were about to eat it when you notice a man sitting at the top of the dumps inside the building.
He's shinning, despite the place where you two are. With the sunlight directly focused on him like a spotlight. You're in awe, just how can a man like him shine effortless? You want to capture him in your mind, like a scenery you want to treasure. Goodness, he's a masterpiece!
But of course something's gotta ruin that moment, and it's you. Yeah you stumbled at something making you fall off your butt. A loud thud was heard around the building, making the man look at your direction. He immediately stood up when he saw you. He's now on guard. Now it's really ruined, how dumb of you.
"Oh hey!" You stuttered a little at that awkward greeting. You stood up on your own even if your butts hurting like hell.
You noticed his hands on his hips, he probably has something in it. Probably a gun... Wait a gun?!
"Hey I'm not uhm... I'm not a stalker y'know..." You raised your hands up.
"I just uhm... Here coz I've got nowhere to go. But don't think I'm following you or something okay?!" Well, it's not like you're not in awe staring at him like your eyes are glued to his figure, but yeah sure.
He slowly remove his hands from his hips and goes back to his seat earlier. You quietly closed your distance from him. He sure have something charismatic in him that you can't help but to follow him. But of course you didn't sat with him. You just stood there, looking at him from the ground. Like as if he's a king looking down at his subjects.
An another minutes of silence for you two.
"Nice outfit." You broke it with a stupid compliment. Well, not really that stupid, he looks good with it.
He didn't respond. Of course who would, to a stranger who just came out of nowhere and told him he looks nice.
You heard your stomach grumble, or maybe not yours. Doesn't looks like from him. So you do your own business and started eating your bread. But you feel a lil bit of guilt eating alone when you have a company so you reach your bread to him.
"Want some?" He just stared at it. You noticed his dragon tattoo on his neck but that's not what you're here for. You wanna check if he wants it or not so that you can eat peacefully. But this boy is tough, he just looked at it like as if it's the lowest snack at the top of the food chains.
He shooked his head.
"Okay." So you eat it, but you felt a gaze at the back of your neck. When you turned to him, you catched him avoiding his gaze.
"You want this, don't you? You could have said it." You tore down the bread into half and gave it to him. Much to your disappointment, he didn't even accept it.
"You're hungry, aren't you?" You pushed it onto him.
"I'm not." He spoke. But with an annoyed tone. But you still insisted. And he keeps on avoiding it like as if it's a bullet from you.
"I feel guilty eating this alone."
"Then don't." He's got a nice voice, but his statement annoys you when he's clearly starving just basing from his gaze onto the bread.
"No shut up just eat this." And you shoved it in his mouth which he keeps close. He finally gave up and give into the temptation. You smiled contently. He looks at you before taking a bite.
That's the summary of how you two met in the middle of the summer in the country.
*****
"You haven't given me your name." That's like the hundredth times you nagged him about his identity. And this is the fourth day you visited him in this abandoned building. Yeah, you got an apartment that you've rent. You don't know about him but he looks like he got a home and just visits this building everyday.
"There must have been something sentimental about this building." You thought out loud.
"Do you have good memories here?" You turned to him.
He shook his head, and continued staring at nothing without even gazing you.
"Then what are you here for?"
"What about you?" He retorted the question that made you think for a bit. Yeah, what are you doing and why are you here?
"Well... You look lonely... So I decided to accompany you." You carefully pick your words, smiling from ear to ear at your own answer.
A low chuckle came from him.
"Why are you laughing?"
He finally looked at you.
"I'm an on the run criminal." His words slapped you like a truck. So you're hanging out with a criminal? Like for four days? And you didn't even notice it?! Oh c'mon Y/N, a man with a gun, sitting here on an abandoned building. Why didn't it struck you?!
"Just what... What exactly did you do?" He's not some kind of a psychopath, right? Because if he is then you're already dead after your first meeting but it didn't happened right? Yeah he must be a theif or something...
"Murder." He answered with no hesitation.
What the fuck. You fucked up. You're not just hanging out with a criminal, but a murderer at that?!
A long moment of silence.
"Wow. Haha." Please don't kill me is all you want to say. "So uh do you want...some bread?" You awkwardly reach the bread in your pocket. Well, you can't run from his as he have a gun. And you can't just be chummy around him, ignoring about his identity. So you just... act normal. If it's normal for him, that is.
"Didn't you just heard about what I said?" His eyebrows furrowed a little bit, that made you alert. Will he get his gun now?
Then he sighed and later on accepted the bread. Thank goodness.
"Don't come here after this." He said. "You'd surely get arrested accompanying a murderer." His statement surprised you. You thought he's cold at first, but didn't know he's a kind, caring one. Yeah, a kind murderer, of course Y/N keep up with your fantasies.
"It's fine." You replied."It's not like I'm innocent at all." You continued. The memories of the past that you kept on running away from slowly came back to you.
He looked at you with the same expression you look from the first time you two met.
"I'm not different from you." You can't look at him in the eyes. "Maybe, I'm worse than you." You don't know what happened back then. You just found yourself with a lighter on your hand, beside you was a burnt body and a warehouse lit in fire.
Your head started aching from that memory. You stood up, holding your head without any farewell to your company. He's probably busy eating his snacks so you didn't bother.Then you felt a warmth at the top of your hand.
You turned and saw him, still eating his snacks while his other hand at the top of your head.
"Uh?" You're kinda speechless. What in the hell is he doing now?
"This is what I do to my sister when she's feeling down." Oh. So that's how it is. You saw how his gaze softens as he mention her. He must've missed his sister.
You also reached for his head, ruffling his soft, silky hair. "That's how you do it." You smiled when you saw his expression. It kinda cheers you up a bit. Thanks to him.
"Oh..." He mumbled while touching his head.
You let out a small chuckle, entertained by his reaction. He's cute.
"What." You saw him slightly pouting.
"Nothing." You shook your head, that's a memory you've gotta treasure.
"You must have missed her a lot..." He turned to you. "Your sister, I mean." You finished.
He flashed a small smile.
"Yeah."
You were about to go out of the building when you foget to say something, "I'm Y/N." Not really necessary but you just feel telling him.
"What about yours?"
He shook his head, "you don't need to know." That gained a spark of curiosity from you.
"Why?"
"I won't be here for long." That didn't bother you, as you thought he might go to an another place as he's on the run. After all, you're not here to be friends with him. You just need a company to keep you sane for a moment. That's all it is, right?
But you kept coming back to him until that day.
*****
"It's so hot!" You kept fanning yourself as you sat on the concrete.
"I told you to bring a drink." You company, whom he never told you his name said.
"Well you could have get it yourself you know." That earned a shook of head from him.
Oh you almost forgot about his situation.
"Where's my snack?" Of course he won't forget it, it's like as if you've become his sponsor the moment you two met. Or the moment you offered him your bread.
You reached for it and gave it to him, which he accepts with no hesitation.
"You look different today." You noticed it, he looks kinda refreshed? Well he always looks fresh but there's something... He's a bit radiant today, from your perspective.
"Really?" He stopped a bit before taking a bite again. You really can't point it out, maybe because of the sunlight?
"Oh... I'm gonna go get some drinks, alright?" You patted his head like as if he's a pup before standing up.
"Wanna come with me?" Okay that's a joke you got there, you might get killed later.
"Shut up." That earned a laugh from you.
"You sure? We'll be quick, I promise."
"I'm waiting for someone." Oh so that's how it is. Then if he's not waiting for someone, will he tag along with you the next time? That kinda excites you.
"Okay! Come with me next time, 'kay?" He stopped for a moment when he saw your grin, before returning a small smile and nodding.
You were skipping while finding your way to the convenience store. You've still got some pocket money left in you so you chose your favorite drink. But what about his? You stopped on your tracks while thinking.
Oh any drink will do. So you just chose randomly and went to the counter to pay for it.
"Suspect in the warehouse incident, currently on the run." You heard it from the radio outside the store.
Now that you think of it, the warehouse was the last one you saw before passing out, right? Oh well. That doesn't concern you at all, you've got nothing to do with it anyways.
So to be sure, you fastened your pace to get to your destination when you suddenly heard a gunshot coming from the abandoned building.
You didn't care about the drinks you're holding and just ran straight to the building.
"Mikey!" There's two men with him. One was standing, with a gun in his hand. And one was cradling him in his arms, crying. Wait crying? Why would he...
Then you saw him, pool of blood in his head. With his eyes closed, like as if already contented. Your limbs goes numb. Still watching the scene in front you, all your strength got drained. From you skipping outside to here, seeing him lifeless. You haven't even said farewell to each other yet... He agreed to go with you the next time you buy drinks, right? Then why is he here? Why would he...
"Just who..." The man craddling him asked when you reached for your dead companion's face.
"He's cold." Was all you can say.
"Mikey..." The man called out. So that's his name, huh.
"So you're the one he told me about..." You can't help but to let out a bitter tone. You checked the man, he's got no blood in him, and the only one who's got a gun was the other man who's standing not far away from you.
You also noticed a gun, the safety lock was activated. Now you're starting to doubt if what he said about his identity is true.
You stood up, you've got no reason to be here.
"Wait aren't you..." The man who's standing called out. He also seemed familiar to you, maybe you've met him somewhere?
Then an another fragment of your memory came back. A man named Hakkai was with you, then an another man with long dark hair came in. Hakkai instructed you to hide somewhere, and you, not knowing what was happening obeyed. Then you just found yourself laying outside of the warehouse, with a lighter in your hand. But what really happened? You don't know, you can't remember it, or more precisely you don't wanna remember that horrible scene.
A witness... Or the cause of it. Just what are you?
"Y/N Shiba. Please, kindly cooperate with us."