Yami No Matsuei Fan Fiction ❯ A Place for Us to Dream ❯ Toothless Misery ( Chapter 27 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Chapter Twenty-Seven: Toothless Misery:
Yasuo lay in the grass staring at the sky. Was this what he had
become?
“Mama…”
How long had it been? No one was looking for him. Why would they?
His wife left years ago. His son cut him off. His kitsune was
murdered. Yasuo wheezed out a tired laugh.
Wow… Even death rejects me. The
old man's laughter turned into crying. His arm dropped to his
side.
Please kill me…
“No,” someone whispered. Yasuo looked to his left in
the grass. Chuckling teased his ear.
“Look at you,” the voice said. “Such a sad sight.
Are you really going to end it like this?” Footsteps grew
closer. Yasuo's eye started to water again.
“Mama?” he asked.
“No,” the voice said. “Not mama. She's gone, not
coming for you.”
“No…”
“I'm afraid it's true. You're no more use to her. She
abandoned you. Sorry.”
“But…”
“It's true.”
The old man started crying again. “Mama.
Mama…”
“Oh, stop crying already,” the voice hissed. “I
can help.” Yasuo paused.
“Huh?” he asked. The footsteps stopped near his head.
Something tapped his cheek.
“Hm,” the voice said. “You're not much, but
you'll have to do.”
“What?” the old man asked. He could see who was talking
to him. The tone was low too. Something about that voice made him
tingle.
“Yes,” the voice said. “You will have to
do.”
“Wait, what are…?” Yasuo asked. His body went
stiff. His jaws were pulled open. The only thing he could move was
his eyes.
“Don't resist. It won't take long,” the voice said.
Tears filled Yasuo's eyes.
Mama… Mama…
“Didn't I tell you?” the voice asked. “Your
mother can't save you. She won't. She abandoned you.”
No… No!
Yasuo's body went limp.
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Young Yasuo sat in a darkened corner. He bit on his thumb. His
knees were drawn to his chest. The boy shivered.
“So cold… so cold…” he muttered. A hand
rested atop his head. Little Yasuo froze. His breath formed ice
clouds in front of him. He tried to look up, but the boy couldn't
move his head. Overhead, a cold smile formed.
“What do you want?” a voice asked. Yasuo shivered as
his eyes went blank.
“What do I want?” he asked.
“Yes,” the voice said. Little Yasuo shivered.
“I…” he said. The voice snickered over his
head.
“I already know,” it said. “I can help
you.”
“You… You can?” Little Yasuo asked.
“Yes,” the voice growled. “I will be happy to
help you. I just need you to give yourself to me!” The hand
sank into the boy's head. The child let out a voiceless scream. His
body bloated up and exploded. The hand disappeared into the
sky.
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By sunrise, Yasuo sat up. He rubbed the back of his head. Only, he
wasn't Yasuo anymore.
When he turned his head, his eyes glowed a bright yellow. He got up
and walked out of the deep grass of the park. He wouldn't have that
body for long.