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Cicadas chittered in the air as the teenage girl's body slumped into a lifeless, stiff heap on the ground. Yoshiki stood a few feet away, his eyes quivering as he watched “Hikaru” drop the girl from his hold and look right back at him.
The predatory gaze of hunger had been replaced by that of devotion and the human wasn't sure whether to run or fight. All he knew was that Asako was laying there with a blank look in her eyes that reminded him of a dead fish.
Her arms were awkwardly bent beneath her chest, causing Yoshiki to wonder if the sheer force of spiritual will pushed into her mind had broken them. To be physically mind broken left a shiver to go down his spine and a sour taste to sit atop his thick tongue.
It filled his mouth and before he could process what he was doing, the boy's legs wobbled and he fell face first into the earth. Thick mucus and spit hit the ground in disgusting chunks as he vomited.
The foul smell of his insides filled his nostrils as he heard “Hikaru” shuffle about. The white-haired boy was doing something with their friend. He had reached down as Yoshiki tried to get a hold of stomach and hoisted her over his back like she was a sack of potatoes.
Her head hit the boy's shoulder with a cracking noise that made the brunette’s eyes widen in terror. The silent, cold girl was motionless as “Hikaru” took her away to who knows where.
“No…” Yoshiki wiped at his now puke-covered face with the back of his hand and watched as “Hikaru” took Asako somewhere impossible. “...stop! Stop!”
His pleas were ignored and the teenager was helpless to stop “Hikaru” from getting rid of their classmate permanently. Her empty eyes reflected the sight of the boy's jaw inhibiting, warping into a limitless space to consume her. To witness it was to live it as Yoshiki felt his chest tighten.
He didn't know if he should run away or scream for someone, anyone to save her as “Hikaru” turned her into his latest meal. A morsel that he seemed more than happy to savor, the boy not even bothering to shed a single tear as he chewed loudly.
The human had no idea how “Hikaru” was even doing it as the amount of teeth needed to practically melt away Asako's flesh was countless. It was as if her tendons and her fat was as thin as paper, the white-haired creature tore into her and peeled her without any struggle.
His stomach nearly turned again as he saw Asako become a mess of flesh and skin. Forcing him to look away and cover his mouth as tears spilled down his cheeks. He was lost. Utterly and completely lost as his “Hikaru” devoured a human carefree.
All he could manage to think through the thick fog of terror clouding his mind was how this was all his fault. How, if he hadn't brought “Hikaru” here, Asako would be alive. She would have gone on to graduate and have a family and not be some entity's night time snack.
His hand moved closer to his mouth as his nails dug into his skin and drew blood. He was shaking so hard that he could legitimately hear his teeth chattering against each other. The guilt was all consuming and he would never be able to forgive himself.
Because “Hikaru” was not at fault for this. Even as “Hikaru” ate Asako before his very eyes without even asking if he was alright or considering to stop, Yoshiki could not blame him. It was all on him for bringing him here and for staying near him all this time.
The teenager had essentially fired a loaded gun into a crowded room by allowing “Hikaru” to stay. By letting him resume the role of Hikaru, he had unwittingly put “Hikaru” in a place where his instincts would take over and a tragedy would occur. He sobbed.
The human had no idea how long they all sat there. Asako, “Hikaru”, and him. They were all frozen as the evening went on and the sky became darker. Yoshiki distantly thought that their absence had to have been noticed by now but that thought drifted away like all others.
A cold sensation spread over his body and he slumped into a fetal position. Shock. He was going into shock, he assumed. It was hard to focus as everything had become bleak and clouded. Cotton filled his ears as he heard someone calling out his name desperately.
Yoshiki wanted to hide from the voice just like he hid from Asako's eyes but something pulled him out of the abyss that was his mental state. Tendrils crafted from red silk dived into his mind and wrapped around his throat, tightening so that he cried out in pain.
The teenager felt dizzy and planted a hand on the ground only to feel something wet beneath him. Slowly, he felt his body move on its own and be dragged upright so that he stood. Flashes of colors that were unknown to the human race occupied his sight in a bang.
He feared he would have been blind if the swirl of light hadn't ended and the mysterious hold on his soul wasn't snatched away. Leaving him back in the forest with remnants of Asako remaining in the stained earth.
“Hikaru” held onto him, his arms wrapped around the shaking human's waist as he stared at him with those red eyes. They no longer resembled a hungry dog and reminded him of how his father once looked at his mother. “Hikaru” was behaving as if what had just happened was nothing but a bad dream.
Yoshiki stared back and tried his hardest not to cry. A creature who was not Hikaru and absolutely Hikaru had consumed Asako with a smile on its face. “Hikaru” spoke to him with that cheerful tone of his about how they would be safe now that Asako was gone.
How she had recognized it wasn't Hikaru and that it had no other choice but to eliminate the girl. The human tried to argue that killing her wasn't the only option but was silenced by “Hikaru's” hold on the brunette tightening. Daring him to even utter his disagreement. Eventually, he simply looked down at the dirty ground and became silent.
It was his mistake in the end, letting “Hikaru” stay around. If he had just not mixed with him and stopped humoring him, none of this would have happened. He couldn't let this continue. Even if he had to rip out his own heart in the process, he would not allow “Hikaru” to hurt anyone else.