Chapter 2. Blood Red Rose
 

I take a few breaths to calm down and sit down on the floor of my room. I know I got a little carried away. I broke my pattern and I shouldn't have done that. Pattern is important. Each day follow a sertain pattern and that should not be changed for any reason. Instability is not good.

I managed to get back to my regular schedule after a few days, but then you just had to drop the next surprise on me. You had bleached your hair. Here I had thought you couldn't get more beautiful and then he drops this on me. I was blown away.
 

I don't know why you are doing this to me. Making me love you more than my heart can handle. You smile at me without thinking about what it does to me. You hug me but you don't see me more than as a friend. One day will come when I can't stand it anymore. I almost can't stand it right now.

Your beauty is almost too much for this world.

I can't take my eyes off you. I know that we are meant to be together, but you don't seem to think so.
 

Today's the day, I know it. I need to have you. I need you to love me. Now. Today.

I watch you as always, not able to tear my eyes away from you. Your hair shine in the sun, almost outshining it. You smile at something Reita says, but I can't hear what. All I see is your lips with that beautiful curve and your laughter, resounding like thousand tiny silver bells. I think I'll invite you to my home tonight. We'll have dinner with candles and whine and afterwards I'll get to play my own game.
 

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins
 

The sun is just about to set and I'm sitting on a rooftop across from your apartment. The setting sun is coloring the passing clouds red and silver. The red light reminds me of the beautiful color of blood. I wonder what your blood will look like. I wish you were here with me to see this sunset, but don't worry. Soon we'll have all the time in the world.

I turn my gaze to the grey concrete walls of your apartment. That place is not fit for an angel, especially not one as beautiful as you are. You're sitting with your back turned to the window and the last sun rays are playing in your hair, making it glow like gold. Fitting you.

The sun is finally gone and I make my way down from the roof. I am positive you will welcome me. After all, to you I'm a friend. Well, tonight that will change. Tonight I will take you home and make you see all the things you never knew about before. I'll bring you to pleasure and pain. See the beauty of your blood. Make you experience that feeling of peace after screaming. I bet your scream is as beautiful as the rest of you.
 

I want to hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
 

I make my way through the crowd in the street. There is always a crowd in these streets when you live in a city with about 30 Million inhabitants. I see men going to the bars after work, laughing and talking together.

The landlord is watching television and doesn't pay much attention to anything else as I pass him. I know the elevator to be out of order, again, so I take the stairs up to your apartment on the fourth floor. The light is out on your floor but I'm so familiar with these hallways that I could find your door even ig I was blindfolded.

I paus for a second to think about what to say before knocking the door. You open before long and you seem surprised to see me.
 

”Aoi-kun? What are you doing here?”
 

”I was in the neighboorhood and thought 'Why don't I go and say Hi to Uru-san'.”
 

”Why don't you come inside or would you rather stand in the hallway all night?”
 

I just smile and step through his door. Your apartment looks the same as usual and I sit down on your couch, waiting for you.
 

”Would you like something to drink, Aoi-san?”
 

”Sure. Anything is fine.”
 

You bring two beers as you come into the living room and sit down next to me on the couch. We talk about this and that for awhile and before long both our beers are gone. My crawing for your touch on me is getting stronger by the minute and all I want is to kiss those lips hard enought to bruise, bite them hard enough to draw blood. Your sweet blood.
 

Don't want to touch you but you're under my skin

I want to kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
 

Two beers later and we can't stop the giggling, but as you leave for the bathroom my face grows serious and from my pocket I take out a tiny pill that will ensure your full, but maybe not so aware, co-operation in my little plan for us.

Not long after you had drained the prepped beer you started giggling like crazy and mumbling stuff to yourself. You sit on the floor, wiggling your toes and smiling so beautifully. I go out into the hallway and fetch your shoes, black tennis shoes with silver stripes. After putting them on your feet I stand you up and walk you to the door. You stumble a few times on the way and fall out of the door, laying giggling on the floor just outside the door. I laugh with you as I pull you off the floor and walk you down the stairs.
 

”Uru-chan, you need to be quiet or you'll wake the entire house, dumbass.”
 

Of course this sets off another spout of hysterical giggles as does the curious look on the newly awoken land lord's face.
 

”I'm sorry, sir. My friend got too much to drink and I can't leave him alone in his condition. I'll just bring him to my place to sober up.
 

The old man just nods tiredly and walks back into his apartment.
 

You're poison runnin' thru my veins

You're poison, I don't want to break these chains

Poison