Yoru no me,part IX

  There it was,the same pattern all over again.Chaos,darkness,anxiety. But this time he saw a fading figure,with long blood red hair.Her face was vast though..He felt at ease at her presence. He knew at least she wasnt the one after him. She was someone close,even if he couldnt recognise her,he knew she was important to his life. It was the last time that figure visited his dream,so not long afterwards he forgot all about it.

  Days,weeks,months passed at his new residence. After registering at the nearby school he was meant to spend the next three years,he would regurarly wander the streets in search of sources that might help him retrieve his lost memories or find the mysterious person Rara.
  It was no good.He felt helpless and desperate. That desperation increased everyday making him sometimes violent and bad behaved towards Sakura,even though he deeply regreted it afterwards he would not say a thing.
 They slowly drifted away from each other.Practically so close everyday,yet so far apart. After a period of time they would hardly exchange a word and Noroi would sometimes curse at Sakura when she piled up the courage to try and approach him like before. She started hanging around other people in class and making friends she never had the chance to have. She had turned into a normal,or at least looking like one, teenager. It made Noroi feel peaceful even if he wasnt the only one beside her now.

 The day  of their graduation was finally coming to an end and after his disturbing sleep,Noroi decided to go out on a walk to the cental square to find someone to pass his time with. He was certain Sakura would be also out with her friends celebrating the end of their student lives and the entrance to adulthood. He wanted to drink as much as he could to drown the memories of his resultless searches for clues. Giving up was not an option even if he was still in the dark about everything.
 He walked past billboards and shopping windows,bars,restaurants but nothing seemed attracting. He heard women commenting while he passed them by,but he was too sick of the same type of girls that always hit on him. None of them was a good fuck or a good company even if he got drunk while with them.
 The sun had gone down hours ago and he was reaching the other side of town,where thugs,junkies and prostitutes filled the roads. A strangly familiar scent grabbed his attention minutes after he had entered the main road of the area. He followed his nose,shoving people aside to get past the hookers that had gathered around him the second they saw him approach. The scent had wrapped him around it and was pulling him in. All his other senses were blocked. He practically crawled to an alley that led off the scent that drugged him.

 The alley was dark and he couldnt see much because the moon was hidden behind some clouds at that moment. Something warm fell on his face. The scent had gotten furiously strong. He smiled. The drop of blood climbed down his lips slowly. Something else glistened in the back of the dead end alley. Red. It was everywhere. In a flash he was back to his dream. She was there.How could he forget about her?

 The moon slowly moved out of the clouds and then he saw her. Tall,with her long red hair,her clothes soaked in blood.She looked really young,at his age or a bit older. At her feet was a body. A womans body. A hooker most likely. It wasnt breathing anymore. He didnt have a chance to blink and she was gone. His felt like his heart stopped. Cold lips were pressed against his ear.

-''Where have you been..?''
He panicked and tried to kill the creature with the long hair by removing all the oxygen around. He heard a laugh coming from behind him this time.
-''Silly..After all these years we were apart and you try to kill me? If I was at least still breathing it would make it more fun,but its still fun to watch you try i guess..''
She pushed him to the ground. He was powerless in front of her. He knew there were paranormal beings out there,he was one himself after all,but what was she? And why was she so friendly with him? Why did he find the scent of all this blood so sweet and attractive? She bit him slightly on the side of his mouth while staring at him with her clear grey eyes. She left him lying there,covered in the blood of her victim.

 Would he see her again? This had gotten him even more lost than before. He was angry and confused. Why? Why didnt she stay to explain?
 He got up in despair,threw away his shirt and tore half of his pants off so that the stains would be less noticeable. He ran with all his might. More charges and suspicion was the last thing he needed right now.



(to be continued...)