| Yeah, I just felt like I should update this for anyone reading <<. I finally got off my bum and decided I wanted to write a little more. Not to mention I wanna leave anyone reading the Ren and Rai story on a cliff hanger for a bti xD just to be cruel... Anyway, enjoy! |
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"'I know you, I'll kill you'? That has to be the worst love letter I've ever seen..." Matt commented as he looked over the six words on the page. Shiva just stared at it a moment before letting the paper fold once again in his fingers.
"But... I've never told anyone about that dream..." He murmured, glancing at the note in his hand. "Never...no one..." Eyes shifted to look at his friend, who only looked confused about the whole thing.
"What dream?"
"I keep...having this wierd dream... Everything' dark, but I can heare worlds. It's those words." Shiva indicated the paper. "And when I ask who it is, I wake up... I've never told anyone about it."
"Wow...that's... really wierd, dude." Matt commented, a thin brow quirked as he watched the smaller blonde. Shiva had no idea what to think of the whole thing. How could someone know? He had never even written the words down, much less anything else. Surely it hadn't been some kind of prediction...
"Don't let it get to you, dude. It's just a note." Matt commented with a shrug, taking the paper and making a basketball shot for the nearest trashcan. It disappeared into the depths of the waste basket and he turned back to the other with a shrug. "Someone's probably just trying to scare you or something."
"Maybe..." Shiva murmured. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath and started down the hall once again. "Yeah... it's just paper... We'd better get to class or we'll be late."
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Of course, Shiva couldn't brush it off just like that. He managed to concentrate when he needed to, but when he walked down the halls by himself, everything seemed to make him jump. Any little sound or movement would make him pause and double check. He wouldn't even eat the school lunch for fear that it was poisoned or something.
Even at home he was rather skiddish, although he never let his father see that. If his father thought he was afraid of something, he would take full advantage and probably give him something to be afraid of. Not something that Shiva wanted to go through at that given moment.
Shiva's behaviour didn't really sit well with Matt, whoch kept telling him to relax and that nothing was wrong. The older blonde was always trying to tell his friend that the note had been a prank and that nothing was going to happen. It had only been one note, right? And there had been no real attempts on his life thus far. So, obviously, with Matt's 'deductive reasoning', the note was a prank and Shiva was doing exactly what the proposed attacker wanted him to. Fearing an attack that would never come.
"I just need to relax." Shiva muttered to himself. Gym class had just ended and he was in the locker room, changing for the trip home. He had refused to go in while everyone else was there, his mind still set to 'paranoia'. Not to mention his modesty level had jumped since the encounter with Naoe, whom he hadn't thought about in that past week, much less seen hide or hair of.
"Just relax..." Unfortunately, as soon as he opened his bag to put his things away, a slip of paper caught his attention. It was small and folded, tucked underneath his bag as if it had been there the whole time, he just hadn't noticed at all. The suspicions instantly set in once again as he picked up the not, unfolding it with shakey fingers.
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