Chapter 18- Tragedy

Deai POV:

I looked at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. The reflection showed a handsome man with green eyes and red hair, and the contrast between the colors was like a fist to the face.

...I guess I really am on edge here huh?....

I sighed.

Like how my ability show others their opinions on me through my hair color, to me it shows my real emotions through the colors, this way it's impossible to lie to myself about how I feel.

For example, The red color represents the emotions anger and anxiety and my hair was red since I was very nervous for the ceremony tonight. On the other hand the pink color represents love, which is how I knew I was in love with Earth. That time it was very helpful, since I've never been in love before and might not have been able to realize my feelings alone.

After the shower I was able to relax a bit and my hair turned black, which is for me a neutral color. The ceremonial clothing were folded properly and placed next to the sink. They were very old fashion but beautiful as well.

(WN: Since it will be hard to describe the clothing here is a picture of how they look:



Imagine it on Deai...very sexy. Maybe later I'll add a drawing of Deai wearing them....).

By the time I finished preparing it was almost time for the ceremony, and my hair turned red again.

"I hope everything will go smoothly *sigh*. How else can I face Earth?"

A knock was heard from the door, and my angel's voice was heard from the other side of it.

"Deai, is everything ok? You've been there for hours. What about your ceremony?"

Just hearing his voice made me feel a bit better.

One day you'll definitely be my wife!

"Yeah I'm fine, I just finished getting ready and about to go out. Tell me what you think?"

"Ok..."

As I stepped out of the bathroom and stood in front of Earth, his reaction was the best! The moment I stepped out his eyes widened, his face turned red and he just stared at me without saying a word.

"I can tell that you will soon become mine from this reaction you know? There's no point hiding it...."

"Huh?"

Seems that he finally snapped out of his haze and turned his red apple face away from me.

"See? If you weren't interested then you wouldn't have reacted like this."

I laughed happily.

"All Ikeman should just die!" He pouted.

"You know you are an Ikeman too right?"

"Me? No way! I look like a little kid!"

"Well...for me, you are the most beautiful man in the world."

He blushed even harder.

"Well you look good in those clothes. Any way, good luck at the ceremony."

As he said that, he passed me by while avoiding looking at me with his eyes, entered the bathroom and locked the door behind him. This action was so moe that I felt like dying on the spot.

My life is complete now....I can die in peace.

I could hear the water in the shower starting to pour, smiled and left for my big ceremony.

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Earth POV:

What was that just now?!

I screamed in my while looking at my reflection in the mirror.

How can he say that this kid is the most beautiful man in his eyes?! He is most definitely a lolicon! I'm sure that once my body will grow up he'll leave me! He will definitely leave me one day!

This was probably again just a manifestation of my abandonment issues that I got as a kid before shutting myself in my house, separating from the outside world.

How it started?

When I was a kid in kindergarten I wasn't such a shut-in and had lots of friends, but once I reached 6th grade when all the boys and girls started to notice each other, my looks suddenly become a problem. Since I was beautiful instead of manly I got the jealousy of the girls and was picked on by the boys.

In order to make themselves feel better, or something like that, the girls started spreading rumors about me, like that I was hitting on girls with boyfriends and such, and those boyfriends would come and beat me up black and blue.

This happened almost every day.

One time a group of 5 boys lunched me together after a girl told them I called her ugly and pretended to cry, I was injured so badly I was in the hospital for more than a week. Another time, the boys stripped me down in the locker room, tied me to a chair and took pictures while saying 'taking proof that you really are a boy'. Also, one time the girls surrounded me while spitting on me and cursing me before they finally made three boys hold me down while they cut my hair and clothes.

Since my parents worked oversea I lived alone back then. My father was a famous DJ in the US, and my mother was an international interior designer, and designed houses for famous and rich people. I was not lacking any money since they always sent me some, but I had no one at home to pay attention to me and my crisis.

My only light in that world was Arafel, my childhood friend. Every time I cried he made me feel better with his warmth.

(wn: remember chapter 16, when Earth tried to calm Deai with something a childhood friend of his did to him)

Every time I was hospitalized, he would visit me every day and help me study.

He was my rock.

Arafel, only at 15 years old was already very handsome, mature and tall, with gloden eyes, that shined like two suns, light brown hair that was shiny and soft and white skin in the perfect tone with no blemish. Every time he smiled it was like the world light up. That's why a lot of people mistook him for a model. I on the other hand looked just as I look right now (in Trey).

One day, Arafel was carrying me on his back on a main street of the town after I got beaten up again. The scene of this handsome 'man' giving the beat up me a piggy-back ride on his back, was of course very eye catching and soon the trouble followed us. One of boys in my class was there and recognized me. He was one of the boys that were bullying me on daily basis, hiding my stuff, damaging my clothes and beating me up of course. After seeing me with this handsome man he didn't know, since Arafel is in a private school and not a public one like me, he started walking towards us.

"Yo Earth! Who is that? Your boyfriend?"

Arafel blushed and I got mad that my friend got labeled as gay unjustly, my name was already trash but his wasn't.

"Earth, I'm guessing he is not your friend?"

Arafel asked me and I shook my head in response.

"Is he one of the bullies? I can beat him up for you."

"Don't bother...he is not worth dirtying your hands."

"Are you sure? I'll be glad to do it."

"Yeah, it's fine. Let's just go home, ok?"

"Oy! Don't ignore me you homos!"

He cut our conversation with a pissed look on his face.

"Why is someone like you a friend of this trash anyway?"

"The only trash I see here is you. So why don't you make yourself disappear, before I'll take out the trash myse---"

"HEY! LOOK OUT!"

We turned towards the source of the scream and saw a man in his early thirties running towards us with craze in his eyes. Before we managed to do anything the man bumped into Arafel and my classmate, causing them to trip and me to fall from Arafel's back. The man continued to run, but all I could see is that Arafel suddenly collapsed to the ground on top of me.

"Arafel?What's wrong?Why did you fall?"

As I said that I reached with my hand to try and push him back, but instead felt something wet on my hand. I retracted my hand and was horrified to see it's covered with blood.

Even though I was still weak from the beatings before, fear took over my mind and I managed to get him off me and flip his so that he lay on his back. What I saw shocked me and I froze. A deep stab wound was placed right under his rib cage and I was praying with my all that it didn't puncture his lung.

"SOMEBODY CALL AN AMBULANCE! SOMEONE WAS STUBBED!"

One of the women in the crowd shouted we she saw this.

"Someone take away the kids next to him, don't let them see!"

Someone else shouted this, and we were taken by some men to the side, keeping us from looking at Arafel. I tried desperately to come back to his side but I was held back by some man. I never felt so helpless in my life like I felt back then.

Arafel was taken by the ambulance and was taken straight into surgery.

His parents came. His mom was crying, and his dad was talking to the cops that arrived at the place. I was walking back and forth, over and over again, trying to suppress my tears. This time Arafel couldn't help me feel better, and I was afraid he never again will.

He has to be ok! He can't die!.....can he? What should I do? If only I was stronger and could have protected him...why him? Why not me? Why?....why?....

These thoughts kept running over and over again in my head and I felt my throat squeezing and my eyesight was blurring from tears.

A few hours later a surgeon stepped out of the surgery room.

We all looked at him with hope, but he just shook his head.

"I'm sorry, we did everything we could but in the end we couldn't save him."

Arafel's mother collapsed in his father's hands and he also began sobbing. This was the first time I saw this strong man, which I admired for his manliness, cry.

The doctor continued speaking after he made sure the mother was ok.

"Before he went under, Arafel whispered something in my ear and told me to tell it to you. He told me 'Tell my parents I love them, and tell Earth I'll definitely find him again in my next life'."

Looking again at my reflection in the mirror I saw tears streaming down my face. This memory hunted me for years, and still does.

Who could have guessed I'll die as well 3 years later?.... I wonder how my parents are doing...

After Arafel's death, the bully that saw the incidant told everybody what happened but for some reason the bulling at school only got worse. After that, I finally broke down and tried to kill myself but my landlord, who was coming to check on me on behalf of my parents, found me before it was too late. He immidiatly took me to the hospital, hence, saving my life. He also called my parents and told them about everything that had happened. After hearing from him about the bulling, my friend dying and me trying to kill myself, my parents immediately came back from overseas.

Since then I lived with my parents while being homeschooled and almost never leaving the house.

With my IQ of 130 I only had to study little time before completing all the high school materials at the age of 17. This was also when I got hooked on cooking which I did during my free time.

Now that I think of it, I don't know if that stabber that killed Arafel was captured...I hope he'll rot in hell for all eternity!

That's how I lost my first and only friend, so I developed really bad abandonment issues, and wouldn't let anyone get close to me.

The only reason Deai was able to get close to me in the first place was that I didn't have anywhere to run to.

The water in the shower that I opened before were still streaming down, so in order to cheer myself up I got in and took a relaxing and soul cleaning shower.