Author: MovieVillain PM
During week 1, Eri is looking for death to strike her so that she can be with Shiki again. She ended up getting into the Reaper's Game in week 2.Rated: Fiction T - English - Friendship/Supernatural - Eri & Shiki M. - Chapters: 22 - Words: 23,654 - Reviews: 22 - Favs: 11 - Follows: 6 - Updated: 04-15-13 - Published: 03-18-12 - id: 7935470
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The living and the dead... They're two kinds of people that exist. As for the dead, they also exist. When people die, they become spirits who either went to the afterlife or stay here on Earth where they could watch the living. For my case, I could get the feeling of someone watching over me. The truth is, when you have a best friend, you don't just say something that he/she might took it wrong it the wrong way. My name is Eri, and I have a best friend that took my word the wrong way.
Her name is Shiki, Shiki Misaki...
I remembered the time that when I first met her, she created a black stuffed cat. This is the moment when we talked about it.
"Nice cat," I said with a smiling look.
Shiki turns her attention to me. She looks timid by my view. "Oh... thank you,"
"Did you give it a name?" I asked.
"Mr. Mew," was the reply.
Mr. Mew... I could say that's a good name for him. In fact, he looks like a cat so that's an evidence that it is a good name for him.
I extended my hand to shake hands with Shiki. She also did the same and we shake hands.
"My name is Eri," I said.
"My name is Shiki Misaki. Call me Shiki," she said.
From that point, this is the day we became best friends for the rest of our lives. That is until tragedy strikes between us. One day, I saw Shiki couldn't come up with a good design. So I told her the words that she just took it the wrong way, "You're not meant to be a designer". I thought these words would cheer her up because she couldn't think of a design, but I was wrong, it didn't. That was the last time I saw her until the day I heard the news that puts me into depression: she died in an accident.
The next day, I was about to come up with a design. While I was about to start, I felt tears coming out of my eyes. I was feeling sad of what happened to Shiki back that day, and she died without for me to apologize for what I said. Because of that, I quit on being a designer. If I could something to do, I should be an activist. What should I protest on? The economy, that's what. As I looked at the Shibuya before me, there are people that really are good, but they are also people that aren't really good. Therefore, I must change their ways.
The truth is, I joined just to die. My plan is to die by one of the bad people while I'm doing this.
For this day, I stopped a raid from a warehouse done by a group of criminals. Their leader saw me and pulls out a gun in front of me. At that time, I wasn't carrying a gun so this is the time I should die, and be with Shiki so that I could apologize to her.
Just then, some mysterious force just pulled me away and left me out of the warehouse. So I was right, there is someone watching over me trying to die. I don't know who it is, but I won't be stopped until I got what I want.
As I thought back at what happened, I'm gonna need a gun. I entered to a gun shop at town and started to train on how to use a gun. If I wanted to fight, I have to train myself so I went to a dojo shop and started training myself in fighting with my hands and feet. Now it's time to test those skills out. As I walked around town, I see Funky Fashion getting robbed. This is the opportunity to test out the skills.
"Hey, lady," I said talking to the female criminal. "Isn't it bad to rob the place where people buy clothes?"
"So?" she retorted. "What is it to you then, little girl? Why don't run along and play your games somewhere else."
I started to get angry. I was insulted. To think this criminal has the nerve to call me a little girl and tell me to leave. Well, I'm not gonna accept that. I made a fist on my right hand, ready to fight. "Excuse me?"
I jumped up and start punching her, sending her to the ground.
"Hey, what are you trying to do? Are you picking a fight with me?" she raised her voice at me in anger. As I looked at her, she got punched at her jaw.
I replied, "Well, you started it. You left me no choice." As she points her gun at me, I kicked it off her hand, sending it to her face. Now it's my turn. I pulled out a gun which is a pistol from my right hand and start to point at her.
"You know, little girls shouldn't be carrying guns. It's dangerous."
I took a shot at the right side of her chest. She's obviously in pain from this. "I know."
"You sadistic little girl! You'll pay for this!"
"No," I pointed the gun at her head. "You're the one who's going to pay for all this. With your life, that is." As I looked at her, she looks scared.
"Okay," she started. "You win. I'll just leave." Then she run away in fear of me. That is what I want for criminals: fear me.
I turned my attention to the shopkeeper. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah," she replied. "Thank you for saving me."
It's all in a day's work. Now I'm ready to get my death wish. I thought.
Four days later, I was planning a raid on the group of criminals I fought the last time. This time, I bought a gun. As I entered, I pulled out my gun and start shooting on the criminals one by one until I got to their leader. This is what I called "I got nothing to lose" kind of attack. As a criminal tries to attack me with a knife, I grabbed his hand, blocking it, and I punched his face, knocking him out. Another one comes from behind, but I stopped him with a kick to his face. Now I'm ready to confront their leader.
"So," he said. "You're trying to die, huh?"
"Uh huh," I pointed the gun to him and so did he. We are prepared to shoot at each other.
I shot him in the chest and so did he. I knew he'll die, I'm sure of it. I finally got what I wanted. As I close my eyes, I'm ready to go to the afterlife.
When I open my eyes, I woke up to my bedroom. I looked at my chest, and it's healed. I guess the mysterious force once again foiled my death. I swear when I found out who this is, I'm gonna give it a piece of my mind.
The next day, I decided not to make an attempt on my life. As usual, I woke up, take a bath, have breakfast, and go out if I wanted to. I went to the Scramble Crossing to have a talk with Mina about all this. I told her about my side of the story; the last part ended with me saying that Shiki is my best friend even now and I want her back so that we can be a team again.
"Goodbye, Eri, it's nice talking to you," said Mina.
"You too," I said looking cheerful. I look cheerful in the outside, but in the inside, I wasn't. What I just did is a ploy to make sure what does the mysterious force think of what I have to say. Maybe the story touches that it will decide to let me get my death wish for tomorrow. I'm betting I won't fail and it won't stop me again from dying.