Knock.

Knock.

The door to his study slowly creaked open, the weights of nervousness weighed heavily on Kencho's shoulder's and sweat raced down his forehead like rain droplets. He felt awfully sweaty and his clothes clung to his skin, he felt extremely hot despite his house being as cold as a freezer, due to the vast space and countless rooms.

Kencho entered his father's study, it was strange to see his father simply watching the vast expanse of trees below the Saikou Corp headquarters. He was normally bombarded with paperwork or in a meeting so seeing him unoccupied, truly unsettled him a bit. He felt small in his father's presence and even tinier in his shadow, all he ever dreamt of was one day managing to be just like his father.

He even started dressing like him, just so he could imagine being in his position and he knows he's asking for too much at this point but he just wants his father to be proud of him. He tries living up to his expectations the best he can but the 'best' is not perfect.

Megamo is perfect.

He has been trained to possess all the qualities of a perfect leader, to prepare him for the day when he will inherit his father's company. It doesn't help that he is some certified genius, has extensive self-defense training and has excelled at everything he has ever attempted to do in his entire life.

He would never admit it openly, but he heard people saying, he's the most handsome boy in school, the most popular, and of course student council president. He's stepped out of his way to get security cameras, hiring security guards, and instating a zero-tolerance policy for suspicious behavior at Akademi.

Megamo was trained to live life as if it was some huge play, reading off a script, while remaining as cold and distant as possible. But, Y/n has somehow melted down the wall Megamo used to separate himself from others. She's made him act less like a robot and more like a human. Before, the only emotion Megamo showed was hatred of annoyance, when he got under Megamo's skin and make he lose he temper. Now, emotion comes naturally to him.

And, no matter how many times Kencho competes with him, he always surpasses him and it's demeaning, father knows how much he hates him.

He wishes Megamo was dead.

Why can't some terrible misfortune befall him so that his life can have a purpose?

"Father, I believe it is important for me to discuss Megamo's and Y/n's 'relationship', it is beginning to spiral out of hand." Kencho begins, stepping further into his study that resembles a museum or an antique shop. He is immediately met with his father's back as his father was looking out the window, never once making eye contact with him.

"I told you strictly, not to interfere with Megamo, I'm aware of your rivalry with your brother and I have no time for childishness nor does this company. Your purpose is to be a back up in case Megamo fails, nothing else. Your purpose is not to be my watch dog" He stated blandly, without an ounce of emotion, "Do you understand?" He questioned, it sounded like a rhetorical but in a panic Kencho answered anyways.

"I understand but-"

Mr Saikou raised his palm to silence him, Kencho has never done this before, going against his father's orders but he has to, or else he'll never get another opportunity like this again. "He's developing feelings for Y/n." Kencho says, in desperation, he gasps in shock when his father turns to face him.

His father has barely given him a glance, better yet a full blown stare. His face remains unfazed, an expressionless face as he looks down at Kencho.

"And from what source did you get this information from?" Mr Saikou quieres, etching closer with one intimidating step at a time, till he was atleast five steps in front of Kencho. Kencho felt as if he was melting, he wanted to melt and become one with the fibres on the carpet to spare him the embarrassment.

"It's a feeling I have, that he's fallen for the Ronshaku gir-" kencho is cut of by his father's icy glare, he's convinced his father has no other expressions. Kencho looks down in shame, fiddling with his collar in an attempt to distract him from his silver stare.

"Your feelings do not matter. Feelings never have and never will have any worth, in this family." Mr Saikou spoke, as if his words didn't shatter his son's heart into a million pieces, he stomped on and tossed his heart aside, just like he's always done. Just like he did with him.

He was born to be the replacement and the truth stings like salt being rubbed into an exposed wound.

"What?" Kencho mumbles, he can not even fathom his father's disregard for his feelings. Are Saikou's supposed to be emotionless robots? A second child's only purpose is to be the replacement in case the first fails? Is this what it means to be a Saikou?

"Do not play the fool, feelings, do not get you far, they are only a burden and they are simply not needed. A hunch you have is worth nothing to me. Nothing and no one in this world is worth anything to me. Unless, I have substantial proof that they are worth my time. You are proving to be an utter waste of time." Mr Saikou speaks, his face is empty and blank while Kencho feels like his knees are a second away from buckling under his weight.

Is that all he is? A waste of time, money and space? His father does not even consider him as a son, he only approves Megamo.

"Father, I-" Kencho is cut of yet again by his father, he has no reason to live until Megamo is gone for good.

"I forbid Megamo from dating the Ronshaku girl until I have acquired a background check of her and her family's medical records. Megamo is aware of everything I had to do before I dated my wife. You need stay out of Megamo's way." He replied coldly.

"I- Yes father." Kencho bows, his father steps away from him and sits around his desk, typing away at his computer. Kencho stands up straight and quickly exits his study, his throat is on fire and his eyes are stinging. No, no no.

No one can see him in this state.

He rushed outside Saikou corp, with tears running down his face as he rushed through the thick overgrowth of trees till he reached the edge of his father's land. He saw a vast ocean spreader out as far as his eyes could see, luckily he could hop on the boat his father owns as no one else is out.

Kencho successfully docks the boat on at Buraza Town and he walks through an alleyway to see the town's street, there are multiple shops with a huge variety of items to buy. He sighed, he does not want to be near these people, he retrites back into the alleyway much to his dismay.

He leans his back against the wall, sighing.

Why did his life have to be so troublesome?

It only is because of Megamo.

Kencho is seperated from his thoughts, when he hears the gentle thuds of footsteps walking towards him, a hooded figure walks into his line of sight and passes him. Kencho narrows his eyes, trying to get a better look at what this person was doing.

Where they going to mug him?

Well, that would be quite the challenge, after all he carries a tazer where ever he goes.

His eyes adjust to the darkness in the alleyway and the figure walks back over to him, holding out a soda can, "Here." The person says, with a small smile prevalent on their face, Kencho looks at the can in disgust. "I never asked for your charity." Kencho spat, rolling his eyes and watches as they lowered their hand.

"Siblings really are something... Especially brother's. But, you know that more than anyone, right? Your case is quite unique..." They begin, Kencho raises his eyebrow, what is this person getting at, "I'm sure siblings rivalry isn't something foreign in your family. After all, the big responsibility of an entire company being handed down to one child must make the other child feel bitter."

"You wouldn't be able to understand, you will never get what I go through. What exactly do you want?" Kencho quieres, with folded arms and the stranger simply let's out a chuckle, "I'm Ayato, Ayato Aishi. I go to your brother's school, Megamo Saikou is your brother. Right?" Ayato says, Kencho eyes widen slightly, an Aishi in broad daylight. The Aishi wants something but he's taking his time to get to the point.

"Kencho Saikou, though I'm sure you already know that, unless I really have been branded as the 'forgotten sibling'." Kencho scoffs, Ayato simply listens to his mini rant, not uttering a word, "You must want something and it must be something to do with my brother. Spare me the small talk and get to the point."

"All I'm saying is that living in someone else shadow must be exhausting, constantly trying to get recognized. You don't get swarmed in public like Megamo, because no one really knows you exist." Ayato spoke, not shying away from the truth once, "I'm not trying cause a rift with you and Megamo's 'bond' but I think we can help eachother out."

"You think you can help me? Don't be foolish, how could someone like you possibly help me?" Kencho states, Ayato nods in agreement and Kencho is confused by the action. "You're right. I'm sure your familiar with saying, 'give something to get something.' I love Y/n but I can't look after her if your brother is following her around like some lost puppy. You can give me information on your brother's plans with Y/n and allow me into your house without alerting any of the bodyguards. In return, I make your biggest problem vanish forever." Ayato smiles darkly, his eyes are empty and Kencho can't even see a glimmer of light in them, Ayato's deal sounds tempting but he's an Aishi.

"I can make it seem like an accident and it won't link to you or me. I'm sure you wouldn't care if I got sent to prison anyways but still, Megamo would be out the way and then you'll have a purpose in life. No one can take a person seriously, when they have no goals or ambitious. You of all people should know that." Ayato holds up the can of soda again, Kencho stares down at it.

"Don't you want to show your father your worth something?" Ayato questions, Kencho grabs the can of soda and it makes a shush noise, followed by a fizzling sound once it opens. He takes a sip and he's immediately taken a back by the taste, he was never allowed to consume things like this and he felt amazing. He looked into Ayato's eyes while Ayato seemed to analyze his every move, "I don't care whatever nonsense you have planned for the Ronshaku girl, Aishi. As long as my father can see I can accomplish something in life and finally be proud of me, I'll do anything. It's a deal."

Ayato has a dangerous glint in his eyes and Kencho fears more for himself than what ever he is cooking up in his mind to get rid of his brother. They shake on it and exchange numbers. It doesn't take long for the deal to take action, Ayato has received a Surveillance officer's uniform and a fake ID in order to sneak into Saikou corp.

The issue is, that the staff members are all women and that's a huge problem for him because well... He's a man, trying to sneak into Saikou corp but he'll just have to adapt and quickly. He's purchased a wig to fit his character more and he's never wore one in his life so he had to resort to calling Taeko. Knock. Knock. He sighs opening the door for Taeko, "Is everything okay? You said it was urgent." Taeko speaks, Ayato walks into the living room sitting down onto the couch, with a wig on the table in front of him.

Taeko's eyes land on the wig and to him, then the wig again, "Is there something your not telling me? You can always talk to me-" Taeko is immediately cut off by Ayato as he's already heard enough, "No, it's not that. I need to style it because I'm...Going to a party- No I'm doing a cosplay- I mean a cosplay party, yes, that's why I need the wig sorted out." Ayato says, he hasn't thought this explanation part out and it's so obvious that he's lying. Thankfully, Taeko is too oblivious for her own good.

"Okay! Well, who are you cosplaying so I know how to style it?" Taeko asks, Ayato looks up at her blankly. "What." He responds, looking up at her, "Um, just give me a ponytail or something I'm cosplaying this...Girl... Who wears a ponytail...?" Ayato replies, Taeko narrows her eyes at him but takes the wig out the bag and places it over his head, beginning to work her magic.

His wig is tied into a high ponytail with some sharp bangs swept to the right, with two strands of hair that frame his face, reaching to his shoulders. This all feels so strange to him. She also begins to work on applying makeup to his face and soon enough he looks like he could pass off as some 5'9 girl. "Thank you, Taeko. I appreciate it." Ayato spoke, Taeko smiled, stepping back to admire her work and she nods, clearly proud of her work.

"I use to dress up my brother all the time so it's no biggie, Ayato. I hope your cosplaying party thing goes great, I'll see you later." Taeko waves, Ayato nods but slowly, he doesn't want his wig to fall of after all. He pulls the ID out of his pocket to see his new name 'Ayano Kanryō'. Might as well, Kencho let him pick his own name, he would of just used his father's surname (Yudasei) and some random name off gooloogoo.

He's now infront the mirror, looking at the knee-length skirt, plain red tie and with a black suit along with a white button up underneath. He glances at his wardrobe, his shrine couldn't hold all the things he's taken from her or the countless number of posters he bought of her favorite music band or video game.

He has to be prepared for the time when she'll be with him and he's making sure everything she likes is available.

He likes anything she likes, except people that like her.

"Don't worry Y/n... I'll protect you from them all, soon you'll be in my arms and safe from these people. People who constantly try taking you away from me." Ayato begins to talk to the picture of Y/n he has, stroking it as he talks. She's smiling in the photo and obviously she doesn't reply but he imagines she's thanking him for protecting her, "You know, your name goes so well with my surname. Y/n Aishi. It suits you so well, you look beautiful in everything you wear and you'll perfect in a wedding dress. I'm doing this for us Y/n, our future."

He reluctantly parts from the picture, he stares at her lips but he knows a picture isn't enough, he wants her instead. Now here he is, entering Saikou corp from the back, with Kencho and passing through security guards who simply nod as he passes. Ayato has noticed that the guards actually bow when Megamo walks by, he can tell Kencho is annoyed, judging by his tightened fists.

"Well here, Ayano, this is your work station." Kencho pushes the door open, Ayato doesn't acknowledge what he said as quickly as he should of since he's adapting to being called Ayano, "If you can get the rest of your 'colleagues' to exit this room you'll notice there is a file cabinet, if you can read labels you can find the Ronshaku girl's file." Kencho whispers, Ayato has to bend slightly so Kencho can tell him.

Ayato nods and with that Kencho leaves him alone, four other women are in the room as well. They are observing the cameras and watching each camera intensely. Ayato takes a seat and positions himself at a desk, he looks left to right and seeing how fixated they are on the cameras. He uses headphones he purchased from Info-chan and slots the headphone jack into a hole. Once he turned a few knobs, he started hearing Mr Saikou and Mrs Saikou talking.

"Mr Ronshaku's business has gone bankrupt, he is planning on leaving Japan with Y/n tomorrow." Mr Saikou states, taking a sip of wine and placing it onto the table beside him, his wife nods, listening intently to Ichirou's words, "I have requested for Megamo, accompanied by our bodyguard's to assist Y/n and her father to the airport. His charisma has improved while he's been with the Ronshaku girl, he will need to have a natural likeability around people, it will help him greatly."

Mrs Saikou nods, she has her palm under her chin as she leans forward in her seat, looking over her husband's features with a smile.

"Y/n and Megamo do remind me of us, I have never seen Megamo so passionate to talk about anyone before. It brings me joy, they seem so compatible, it's a shame she is leaving tomorrow but I have also looked over most of her files and her family has zero medical issues we need to be aware of." Mrs Saikou smiles, recollecting the light blush on her son's face when Y/n talked to him.

She stands up and walks behind her husband, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her chin onto his head, while smiling brightly, "Dear, I pity her family. They're business has gone to shambles..." She begins to rake her hands gently through his hair, making sure she doesn't ruin his hairstyle, Mr Saikou for once looks human and at peace in his wife's prescense.

"Once we have obtained everything we need, I'm sure Megamo can see Y/n again. Her situation is 'special' considering she has caught an Aishi's eye. I have planned ahead, the route they will travel has been cleared to ensure that she and more importantly Megamo will have a safe journey to the airport." Mr Saikou says, turning his head slightly to look up at Mrs Saikou.

Info-chan most certainly has something to do with the fall of Y/n's father's business but either way he's sure Mr Ronshaku's methods of getting his debts paid would eventually surface into the media. Ayato removes the headphone, unplugging it and leaving it at his desk, he retrites to the back of the room to see a guard standing in front of the file cabinet. He has an idea of which one Y/n's file is in, he noticed a metal pen holder and an idea sparks in his mind.

He 'accidentally' knocks it over making those mindless robots look away from the camera and at the mess of pens across the floor. The guard glanced at the mess but a glance was all Ayato needed, soon the room was filled with a thick poisonously vile smelling gas. They wasted no time, evacuating immediately while Ayato takes a plug out of his pocket, clipping it to his nose.

The wooden peg didn't help as much as he wanted but it didn't matter, time is what matters.

He pulls out the drawer in the file cabinet, quickly looking through each file till Ronshaku popped up. As expected, it was in alphabetical order, which made life a whole lot easier for him. Ayato flicks through the pages, most of the writing includes things he already knows about Y/n but also some new stuff as well. Pictures of Y/n are in the book, like baby photos and unfortunately he can't take any since those pretentious pests will notice.

There you go.

The route they are heading down to the airport, he fumbled around in his pockets to pull out his phone only for everyone to start rentering the room and Ayato forcefully shoved the file into the drawer. Luckily, no one noticed but he ran out of time and he doesn't have anymore stink bombs. If life didn't just slap him and laugh in his face it did, just now, he quickly switches the camera to Megamo and Y/n.

Her eyes are puffy and red, with tears spilling down her face, he wants to kiss them away and keep her safe with him. He can't even confront her better yet comfort her because of Kokona, Megamo and because she's made a picture in her mind that he's some terrible, disgusting and overall a killer. He just wants to protect her but the longer she's around these people the further she drifts away from him.

Y/n use to hangout with him even though she was suspicious of him, he knew she only did because she felt bad since their was a chance he wasn't actually the 'Akademi killer'. She even stole from him once, since it was some evidence she could use against him but he wasn't worried, he didn't think she had the guts to.

Now, he has to go to some trial and she and Saki are testifying against him. Y/n always manages to pull something out the bag, to save try and play hero and save everyone. She's so cute thinking she can escape her fate her destiny with him, forever.

He quickly plugs the headphones back in, "Megamo, Saki is gone! She's not answered my calls or texts, she's not in her house and I haven't seen her at school! She's not...Dead? Right? She-She can't be, why can a person be so disgusting!?" Y/n cries, pulling at her hair as she slumped down in front of Megamo's bed. He rubs her back as she cries and Ayato can't hear the words he's mumbling to her, "I told her to never follow Ayato for evidence! Why is she so stubborn! Now- Now, she's probably hurt- Or dead somewhere! It's all because of him, him, him..."

Y/n hair is a mess, from her pulling and tugging on it, her face is stained with tears, Megamo pulls her up and gives her a hug. It's out of character for him to touch someone, yet it seems to work and Y/n stops crying. She pulls herself away from him, Ayato can only audibly hear sniffles but Y/n's face is blank.

That sparkle in her eye, that he's always been able to catch in pictures he's taken of her, seemed to vanish in an instant, "That's right... What is a court trial going to do? Will it bring back everyone I've lost? Will it make all those memories I've had of them when they were alive stop torturing me? It might get him locked away..." Y/n begins to laugh dryly at the end, "They won't lock him up Megamo... I've lost, I have nothing to lose at this point." Y/n whispers, Megamo and Ayato both hear, she exits the room and Megamo follows after her.

She won't have anything to lose?

What is she talking about?

"You can all exist now, your shift is over." Says the bodyguard, stepping aside to let everyone in the room exit. How wonderful, he didn't even get a chance to get the route sheet, he'll have to figure something out tomorrow...

Ayato I didn't have enough time to get the sheet

Kencho I'm sure you can figure something out, after all it is your own blunder.

Ayato puts his phone in his pocket and walks down the grand staircase he's so caught up in his own thoughts that he bumps into Y/n and they make eye contact. "I'm sorry, miss." Y/n apologized, he nods back at her, he's not trying to get his cover blown. Megamo arrives as well, standing shoulder to shoulder with Y/n. "You must be new, am I correct?" Megamo asks, with a piercing stare.

Ayato nods, making Megamo raise an eyebrow, "Maybe, she's mute Megamo. Let's leave her so she can do her job." Y/n says, her voice is still a bit hoarse and shaky from crying. The two walk away and he can finally breathe again, Y/n just saved him... She truly is amazing, his heart was racing so much and having the privilege to look into her eyes once more is a blessing in itself.

Megamo isn't even allowed to confess to Y/n, until she has a background check of her family to ensure they were all perfect healthy and her medical records. So that means, it's time, time to finally confess to her! He can't believe it!

These past weeks have shaped him into a new person, in more ways than one but despite it all, he managed to successfully eliminate his rivals. This has made him stronger and more adapted to his surroundings, this game is finally over. And, along the way he's found the courage to confess to Y/n to tell her how he feels. The moment that they will share under the cherry tree must be perfect and memorable! He always thought that cherry tree myth was stupid but there's no better place to confess to her under! He has been protecting her this whole time and she's sure he'd understand...

Tomorrow, he will tell her...Y/n please except my feelings!

Y/n frantically scrolled through the ocean of miss calls made, she's been trying to call Saki for the past hour and she's responded to none of her calls or texts. Why can't Saki just listen to her for once? What part of what if a killer catching you stalking them was so difficult for her to process? Now, she's gone without a single trance or lead and it's as if she disappeared of the face of the earth.

Y/n stands up from Megamo's bed, the floor creaks under her and she can see a small clump of pulled out hair on the floor. She's never been a nail biter yet they look so chipped and raggedy, she's began to pace around the room trying to get her brain to think of something... Anything that might lead her to Saki.

She's always thought with her heart, despite the evidence but now her mind was telling her to act. By the time, the court case finally happens everyone will be dead and Ayato would have won even if he went to jail. He's been the cause of so many people's deaths he's classified as a serial killer she won't be on the other hand if she kills one person...

She looks down at her palms, could she truly be capable of commiting such an act?

With her hands coated in blood that is supposed to be trapped inside your body.

What does she have to lose?

What does she have to gain?

Satisfaction?

They are already dead... The euphoria will be temporary but she been numb and drained so much so, that she's begging and pleading to feel something. Even enough to feel a knife penetrating her flesh, breaking through skin and muscle she can finally die and see them all once more.

She won't die and make him feel like he's won, she'd rather die trying and make him fall into the fire pit of hell below. She remembers trying to end it all, she won't be the one to go he will.

There was no one around, just her, herself and the shiny blade on the table. She grabs it by the handle shoving it into a backpack and zipping it closed, following Megamo and some bodyguard's to Akademi. She blinks, she's there standing in front of her locker, this all doesn't feel real, it feels like a nightmare gone out of control and feeling way too realistic.

Her hands brush against the cold metal of her locker, it doesn't feel real.

Her locker opens and she's met with a picture of her, Saki and Kokona as children with bright and wide grins, with eyes filled of hope and a mind almost oblivious to the true reality of human nature. She swaps her shoes and places them down with a light thud, she almost misses the pink envelope in her locker. She turns it over, it reads: From Your Secret Admirer.

She has no time for a relationship, she has no time for herself either and she simply won't have any time for anyone else. After all this is over, and she's gone to countless therapy, she wants to move to an isolated island away from people in general, where she's going to get money for a private island she has no clue.

She noticed Megamo's absence but shrugged it off and managed to get through the day until she was heading up a small hill to a cherry blossom tree. Her eyes felt heavy and they had sleep in them, her hair was messed up and hopefully this would scare this 'confessor' away. She stands around six steps away from the trunk of the old tree, awaiting for her admirer to reveal themselves.

Maybe it's Budo, trying to salvage their bond again but probably not, he knows she met it when she said it's best they don't talk anymore. Though, after seeing her admire step from behind the tree and stand in front of her she wished it was Budo.

No.

It was him.

She never asked for one person to get smitten by lightning so badly, the killer in the flesh was standing before her with an envelope and a heart in the center. Is this a joke? The person who killed almost everyone she knew is asking her out? She guesses her theory wasn't so stupid after all.

Before he even had a chance to utter a word, Y/n takes the knife she placed in her pocket to get rid of him for good. She lunged at him, his eyes were wide with fear and before she got close enough her wrist was grabbed by someone and she was pulled to someone's chest, "Get the f- Off me!" She shouts, wriggling in their grasp, her knife had dropped to the floor during their scuffle and she was bubbling with rage.

"Y/n! I unfortunately can not permit you attacking students, even pests like this one." Megamo says, causing Y/n to stop moving, she tried justifying what she was about to do when he showed up. "What the hell are you doing Y/n!" Mr Rokuda (or unfortunately known as her father) shouts, rushing up the hill to grab Y/n's wrist.

"Do you have any idea how much trouble your running away cost me? My business is bankrupt! We are leaving Japan, this is no place for us any longer!" He pulls at her wrist, with a tight grip and she yelps in pain, Ayato rushes down the hill ripping his hand off her. "Don't you dare hurt her." Ayato says lowly, her father chuckles.

"You think your a tough guy, huh? Trying to threaten her old man? You don't even have a clue on how many punks like you, I chew up and spit back out. Especially, punks that harmed my daughter!" He ends his sentence with a punch to Ayato's face, knocking him down to the floor.

"We are leaving tomorrow Y/n!" Mr Rokuda, spoke through gritted teeth, grabbing the nape of her shirt, ignoring her pleads. Megamo fists are balled up, he can't stand seeing Y/n treated like that but it's not his place to decide what's best for her, atleast not yet.

Ayato watched the pair walk further into the distance, he spat blood out onto the blades of grass as he bit into his tongue while he got punched. He still has a chance to protect Y/n forever, he even has a liable source to get her father locked away for good, he's a no good scumbag who's also a crook.

How dare he lay a hand on Y/n, he'll make sure to cut them off...

"You don't understand! I have a trial against him, how can I send him to jail if I'm not even there!" Y/n protests, Mr Rokuda scoffs and rolls his eyes, she bets he'd be more sympathetic if she was Musume. "You don't even have evidence or proof, you have nothing! You didn't even witness anything like your sister did and as far as I'm concerned the only killer you should be focused on is that twin drilled bitch that killed your sister!"

"You wouldn't know what I've gone through or witnessed since I'm not your precious dead daughter-" Y/n's sentence is cut short from a loud slap against her face, she clutches her throbbing cheek and she just cries barely choking out, "You don't know anything about me... You can't even understand that I'm morning too, not just for- For her but my friends!"

Mr Rokuda says nothing at all and they walk out of Ayato's line of sight, they enter Megamo's limo and sit quietly at the back of the car. A suffocating silence was prevent all over the car, as Megamo's limo begins to drive off. She wishes the silence would suffocate her and get it over with already, all that could be heard was her sniffles and Megamo uncomfortably shifting in his seat.

Ayato was on his knees, with his hands clutching his heart, Y/n was taken from him...

The pain of the punch was no where near the pain of Y/n being taken away from him. Why couldn't she stay with him? Why couldn't she understand? He needs her, she needs him. She has horrible role models in her life and she's being manipulated by them, he will never see her again if she get to that airport.

He closes his eyes tight, reminiscing her in his mind.

I can only see you, Y/n, under the cherry blossom tree with fireflies lining up a path to you yet their light could never compare to the ethereal glow you radiate. Humans will only notice after eight minutes that the sun has suddenly disappeared but I know exactly when your warmth leaves my side.

My hands connect with you and I gaze into the eyes of my knight and my princess all in one vessel, the person who will save me from the nighmare I've been trapped in. My father saved my mother and you will be the one to save me.

All of you is mine, from your smile, to your laugh, to your head and toes and your eyes most importantly. Your eyes, that should be reserved for me and me alone, I would rip them out if I could, to stop your eyes from wandering to another. Yet, they are a beautifully intoxicating, e/c (eye colour) and I couldn't bare the thought of harming you.

You are the one who gives me a purpose and a reason to live, being away from you for even a second is enough reason to plunge a knife into my heart. You fuel me to continue protecting you from all these people who try to take you away from me.

Don't you understand Y/n?

I can't live without you.

I need you.

And only you.

You complete me.