《Bloodlust {A GhostMyers Fanfiction}》IV
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Ghostface was currently speed walking towards where Michael and him decided to meet up. It was in an alleyway looking place. He slowed to a stop as he looked around. He slightly frowned.
"Koko ni dare mo imasen..? "
The short man thought it was all a joke, but decided to stay a couple minutes, even if it slightly irritated him that Michael was not on time. He quietly recited English sayings he had learned while waiting, unaware of the oncoming figure lurking in the shadows.
The ominous figure peaked out from the wall, peering at Ghostface. Smelling a somewhat flowery scent, they snuck up. They were instantly behind the Japanese slasher, causing him to jump.
"Un! Son'nani kowagaranaide..! "
"Sorry for scaring ya." the figure spoke.
"Ī nda yo. "
Ghostface turned to be almost face to face with Michael.
"H-Hi.!" Ghostface nervously said.
"Heh. Ready to learn more?"
"Haaaaaahh..... Sōda ne. "
Ghostface was walking back to his room before being forcefully dragged somewhere. He didn't who was dragging him or where he was going, but he was terrified to say the least. Ghostface got pinned up to a wall in a dark hallway.
He whimpered as the mystery person took off his mask, causing his hair to flop around.
"Such a pretty face for such a pretty boy." the voice was sly.
The shorter of the two didn't understand what this figure was saying, which made him more terrified. Ghostface attempted to escape, even if it meant leaving his mask. He managed to shove the arm pinning him away.
The Japanese male started to run, but got caught quickly.
"Where're you going?" the sly voice spoke.
Ghostface whimpered more. He got pulled far from the light. The figure shrouded by darkness apparently lifted his mask up since his lips met Ghostface's lips. Ghostface struggled to push the figure away, as they only got closer the more he struggled.
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"Doko ka ni itte! Doko ka ni itte! "
Tears pricked Ghostface's eyes. He decided against struggling and instead went for straight up choking. His small hands wrapped tightly around the mystery man's neck, a choking noise sounding from him.
"Rokudenashi ni sawaranaide! " he spoke sternly.
Ghostface had underestimated the taller male's strength and had his hands torn from the neck he choked.
"Don't fight with me. You're making this harder."
The tall man started to take Ghostface's clothes off...
=== OKay, okay, we're done hereeeeeeeee!!!! Afterwards... ===
The Japanese male put his mask on to cover his tear stained face. He was sad, terrified. Sadness and scaredness soon just turned to anger.
'Ano kuso yarō... Kikai ga areba korosu. ' Ghostface thought.
But, a little tiny voice in the back of his head yelled at him to stay away from whoever that was... Frank. Little shit couldn't keep it in his pants. He ran to his room, not wanting to talk to anyone. The only ones he was willing to talk to were Wraith and Michael.
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