8 "Sorrow”

"Fūma-sama, Fūma! Fūma, I beg you ... Please don't go. Fūma, I-"

"Shhh ... Yuki, you know who I am, don't you? You know what I've been doing, I still have to go, Yuki. I have to!

"B-but, my hunch, my feeling says this is just a trap, Fūma."

I looked at Yuki who was trying to stop me for going. I know she's worried about me, I know that. But ... My Ego is too big. I don't care. I just think she's too much. To me, all the fears that she feels are just unfounded fears.

Without realizing it, by stepping away I had made a big mistake. On that day, I made a mistake I should not have done. Regret, sadness and guilt! It was the beginning of my true pain and suffering.

I turned around and left. Leaving Yuki who was trying to catch up and keep calling my name. I left without trying to look back.

Until it was too late…

"Yuki! Yukiii ... !!! Yuki, where are you? Yukiiiiii !!!"

I kept running, looking for Yuki who disappeared. I kept running through the forest. My feelings are really uncomfortable.

The only place Yuki could possibly go was that place. Only the cherry blossom tree that is her favorite place. She always likes to sit or sleep under the giant tree.

When I got there, the sight that greeted me was Yuki's blood-stained figure.

My steps stalled, my body stuck and my brain froze. It took me a long time to accept what I saw.

"YUKIIIII !!!"

🎬🎬🎬

Teng ... Teng ... Teng ...

The large antique clock chimed in, showing exactly 12 o'clock at night.

A man was leaning back on a chair, in a living room. He just opened his eyes.

The sound of the clock had woken him up from a nightmare. Memories he most definitely wanted to forget although he could not and have to remember.

A memory of a wound. A regret, his greatest sadness and suffering, which he greatly regrets.

The departure of the one he loves and his most precious in the world. This is the result of selfishness. True, we will only realize when we have lost the person.

He feels like the dumbest creature in the world. How could he be so negligent in keeping something so important to him?

How can that be?

He kept staring at the ceiling as he thought about everything that had happened.

He woke up from a dream of his past memory. If only the clock did not ring maybe he would continue to be in a dream world. Regretting everything he had done.

He closed his eyes for a moment before finally getting up from the sofa and walking to the receiving machine.

Tut tut tut …

[You got 21 voicemails.] The engine's voiced out.

[Good evening, Mr. Kurayami, I'm Takashi Sakakibara from Aomori Bank I want to tell you about your company's financial statements--]

Tut ... Tut …

[Hi ... Hmm, this must be Kurayami-san's number, right? Kurayami is too long what if I call you Kaika? Ahhh I'm Kaoru, daughter of Direc-]

Click ...

"Cih ... Who gave my number to that goddamn whore." He asked irritably while stopping this disgusting voice message.

He keep skipping some voicemails. Most of them contain only junk and things that are not important or interesting to him. Until finally there's one distinct message he want.

"Sir, this is Michael. I have obtained the full identity and data about the young woman you asked for, I will send all the documents tomorrow morning to your place."

<'Hmm ... Good job, Michael'> Praise him inwardly as he walk back to the sofa.

He poured red wine into the glass on the table in front of his couch. "Hmmm ..." He exhale as he sit and hold his wine glass.

< 'That girl, who is she? Why after I met her, my memory of Yuki is even stronger? Why did I see Yuki's shadow on her?

Why? Why when I see her it feels like I meet Yuki again? She has the same aura as Yuki. Why do I feel you and her are the same person?'>

"Reincarnation?" He whispered with a furrowed brow.

The word made him smile and upset.

The reason being: if indeed she is Yuki's reincarnation then it is certainly something to celebrate. On the one hand, He do not know what to do. His feelings are really messed up, it was so complicated.

And what irritates him is another possibility, about the damned bastard.

"Hmmm ..." He smiled and said "Little girl, who are you really? I'll find out your identity tomorrow morning. Then, let's see if you're really Yuki's reincarnation or not."

"If so." He smiled again at the thought of this. And then, his eyes turned cold as he continued the last words,"If not, then you'll have to disappear."

He really gonna get rid of that girl if she's not Yuki. He do not want anyone else to look or be like Yuki in this world. No one can match or become Yuki! Except Yuki's own self or her reincarnation. Only Yuki is allowed, just her! Besides her, others should be eliminated.

"See you, my little lamb, we will meet again." He said as he sipped a glass of red wine.

******

Author: "There, bro! You've appeared for a whole chapter, satisfied?" Show phone that still open the novel story.

Fūma: Reading the contents of the chapter "..." Then staring at the Author.

Author: "Ughhh, what else do you want? Why are you looking at me like that? I'm getting goosebumps"

Fūma: Narrowing his eyes while issuing a grim and dark aura. His killing intent getting stronger.

Author: "Ughhh ... When it comes to me, ur killer aura out. But to Yuki u just want to be sweet, lovey dovey ... Booohhh so biased! Partial bastard!"

ANNOUNCEMENT

The RTOF author was found mutilated in her study room, along with her Mobile phone.

Ghost Author: "Fuuucckkk… I died? Was mutilated? Can't you kill me nicely???"

In another dimension

Editor : Reading the announcement

"Oh, the author died? I'M FRRREEEEEEHHH!!! BL, HERE I COME~~"