Prologue: Could he be loved?
Title: Could he be loved?
Author: eshwarrykinney
Pairing(s): Akame
Rating: PG 13
Genre: Angst,Romance
Disclaimer: i don't own anything! Please Johnny give me a chance too!
Summary: it made no sense for him to be a part of it but now Fate has its foreplay sketched out just for them.
Warning: I'm going crazy...
He was just in the mood to stroll down the street of his apartment. It was unusual for him to be doing such a risky
activity at that very night. He being a popular Idol of Japan, there were a lot of attention towards him.
Privacy was a bad word towards him. That night was indeed different.
He walked out his apartment with his dog, Pin. He switched on his iPod and plugged in his earphones as
he strolls down the street. Walking with the rhyme in his heart and mind, suddenly he felt warm.
A pair of arms hugging him, shivering and crying.... “A Fanatic Fan girl” he thought. “Help me please... please sir...
he’s trying to get me... please” a voice pleaded. He couldn’t hear anything. He’s iPod was in full blast, he
pushed her away and continued to walk off.
She screamed for help but no one was there for her aid. The man after her dragged her down the
dark alley without much trouble. She gave up, her struggles when under his strong arms. She could not
hold on any longer. A night of misery made her into a numb human. She gave up in the trust of justice. “No one
will be able to make me feel alive again. No one” she told herself. She was left bleeding at that very alley for
that entire night.
That night’s walk was strange but he felt good. He wanted to walk down the street often. He loved the breeze and the
night sky. He could feel the peace that he always thought he could get partying off the night with his friends.
The walls were dark, lighted with little candles. There she stood in front of a huge window facing the streets from
the apartment. There was the breeze he loved. He could hear his heartbeat roar out of his chest as he moved closer
to the window. The mood of the room was romantic. He traces his fingers up her arms to her shoulders, kissing her
softly on her nape. With the sexy white maxi, she turns. *Blank*
“DUG” he fell. It was a dream. He felt he had seen that girl before. When he wanted to know who she was,
he fell off his bed missing the chance to look at her face. All he could do was just turn back to his bed to
sleep hoping to dream about her again.
That morning at the other part of the city, everything around his apartment was quiet. He looked around to find someone
he always adored. She was indeed missing. He went to her usual spot in the kitchen to check on her.
There was no sight of her.He called out her name but there was no sound of respond.
“Where is she? Keiko-chan?” he called out again.
LATER that morning... the television news reports “Dead of a young girl in mysterious dark alley.”
“No! It can’t be her.”
....The woman has been identified as Keiko mizuka. Age 23. Standing 5’2 feet tall.
She was raped mercilessly bleeding profusely. She died at 3am in the morning at the alley
near shibuya according to the police. Family or friends please contact the police to help with the investigation
and claim her body....
A/N : i know its short... Laptop out of battery! sorry... T_T