《Death Seekers》 Square One Quivering, Yukito shuffled his feet upon the narrow bridge reeling. He stood alone in the dead of the night. The swift breeze swayed back his hood, revealing his frosty white hair cut into slightly uneven bangs shadowing his eyes. A bead of sweat trickled down his pale face. The furious gush of the river, sang its might to him. Yet miles down, the call of the deep chasm chanted a deathly invitation. Just a single step away from drowning. "Is this how I am returning the favor of Osaki''s?" The only question that pricked him. At corner of the bridge, an old dwarf man furrowed the ten thousands of wrinkles on his forehead. Unable to comprehend, if the boy on the reeling was a ghost or spirit. He patted his fedora hat patched with a golden dove pin. He smirked as he quietly strolled towards Yukito, lending support from his gold cane with a Ruby atop. The old dwarf spun his cane round his fingers and smashed it into Yukito''s stomach. "Don''t commit such a heinous act on the Holy Bridge!" He scowled at Yukito crumbling up in his knees, bent down to concrete, groaning.If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. Glancing at the Yukito''s chalk-like skin, the dwarf leaned close to him and wrapped both arms around him. The old dwarf sensed a pulse and warmth, "You''re not a ghost. You''re warm and alive." He smiled. "Says the man who wears a fedora to this day!" Yukito shouted, in his mind. His deep violet eyes glared at the man. "Forgive me, Child." He said softly. "Today, I met 76th person who mistook me for a ghost." Yukito sighed. The aged wrinkles on the dwarf''s face mismatched the great strength of his. "You''re family must be waiting, go home, child," said the man. "Family? Home? As if I had any." He muttered under his breath. "Did you say something?" Yukito bobbed his head up and down. The dwarf squinted as he held up a student ID, "Yu-ito O-saki?" "When did he?!¡± Yukito reached into his pocket, frantically. He requested with a fake plastered smile, "Please, give it bac¡ª" "Tell me about it, You''re a rich heir, aren''t you?" The old dwarf charged towards him, "Then, Why do you despair?" Yukito backed off. With a craze in his eyes, the man shrieked, "Why do you despair?!" "I- I don''t have a reason to live." Yukito squealed as he lowered his head. "What is your reason-living, Osaki-kun?" The dwarf asked in a sugary voice. "Huh? I said I don''t have¡ª" "Three days. You can look for the answer in the next three days." He grinned as he pressed his cane against Yukito''s chest, growing near and nearer to him. "If you don''t find it, then come back here. I''ll grant your wish!" Out of terror, Yukito pushed away the cane and dashed across the bridge. "I''ll kill you without a trace!" The dwarf''s words echoed in his ears. Perfect Little Life The chilly breeze raked away the dry leaves as Yukito pedaled in a rush. He pierced the wind swiftly on the bicycle, "The barriers will close any minute now!" A single thought darted through his mind. He zoomed past a few other students tall and short, dressed tidily in olive green coats and pants with brown striped ties round their necks. A tall brown haired boy glanced at Yukito''s similar coat and called out, "Hey slow down! You''re going to hurt someone!" The rubber tires burned upon the road as he halted with a screech of his bicycle. He tightly shut his eyes, sliding a black dust mask down his face. "Uh-oh. Here it goes." He muttered under his breath, longingly gazing at the barriers of railroad waiting for him to cross, yet so close in front of him. The tall boy tapped on his shoulder, "Yukito-kun?" "Good morning! senpai." He smiled nervously as he turned towards the tall boy with broad set shoulders adding to his athletic and grown up stature. "Morning!" He replied.The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation. ¡°Let me guess, you were racing to cross the railroad before the train, again?" "Yeah..." Yukito lowered his head. "You don''t learn, do you? I''ve told you many times by now, it''s dangerous! You shouldn''t be ...¡± It was no longer a conversation but a road safety lecture. "Okay, okay. There won''t be a next time." Yukito made a failing attempt to escape the situation. The barriers closed. The upperclassman continued talking yet it was indifferent for Yukito, nothing more than a static noise, for he had only known him for two days. The train passed by. "Let''s walk together." He proposed and brushed his hand over Yukito''s white fluffy hair. "Um... sure." Yukito screamed within. As it turned out, what he really wanted to outrun, wasn''t the train. Yukito''s eyes widened as the barriers lifted up, the dwarf appeared in an obsidian trench coat and that same fedora hat on his head. "He won''t cause a massacre. That would not mean killing without a trace." Thinking the man will live up to his word, he gulped as the dwarf greeted with a bow, "Today is the third day, young man!" He blankly stared at the stout old man''s grinning face for a second or two, until he finally responded, "G-Good morning!" "Do you know this old man?" The dark haired boy whispered with a slightly raised eyebrow. The old dwarf laughed as he patted Yukito''s shoulder. "Well..." Yukito scratched his left ear. "Hope you''ve found the answer or tonight could be your last." The old man trotted away with his cane ahead. Like a spider, a pint-sized chip crept over Yukito''s shoulder to the back of his neck. Slinging out it''s minute claws and stapling them them to his flesh. The dwarf glanced back with a smirk. To be continued.