MissVampire1990

CHAPTER 1 Manabu was sitting in the studio as he was practicing their new song. He was looking down at his guitar as he played. He loved it, but it was growing difficult each time he tried. He had no idea if he could get it out perfectly and let out a sigh placing his headphones on and listened to Kazuki’s part once again and played along. When the song had ended, he put the papers away and took off the headphones. There had to be a way to make this easier, working on it for days now, nonstop. He sighed again nonchalantly. Beside all of this his mind wasn’t all there. It kept bouncing back and forth to the drummer. He really adm

The next morning Hizaki woke up due the sun in his face. He opened his eyes and saw that he was in his own room again, with no Kamijo. He sighed sadly. So it was just a dream… He stood up and put on his clothes. He walked to the window and took the envelope again. He opened it and read the letter: Dear Hizaki, I am glad you are not afraid of me. I loved the time we spent together last night. No, it was not a dream. It's because of the necklace. Now, I can't stop thinking of what you want to tell me. I think of so many things and to be honest most things are bad. I just can't help it. Please tell me soon. And today there will be a little sur

It was now 10 years ago, since Hizaki first met Kamijo. Hizaki was just writing his letter. But this time it was different. In the last few months the letters of Hizaki became shorter and shorter. This letter said: Dear Kamijo, You must wonder by now why my letters are so short. I want to tell you the reason, but it's hard to tell. There is something I want to tell you, but it's like I can't. It is not something severe though, so please don't worry. I wish I could just blurt it out, but it isn't easy like that. I just want to tell you not to worry. Soon you will know. Hizaki Hizaki was ashamed now of the short letters, but he couldn't hel

There was a little boy. He had quit long blond hair and ocean blue eyes. He just turned thirteen a few days ago. He lived in a big mansion. He was alone most of the time, though. His parents were often on a journey through Europe. So it was always him and the servants. One day he was standing in front of a mirror. He was wearing his new suit, which was white like snow. Even his bow was white. His blonde hair was just loose around his shoulders and partly covered his face, but you could still see his eyes. "Hizaki?" called on of the servants as she entered the room. The boy turned around. "You look stunning, young lord." The servant told him.