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Desire is but a dream.

Sasuubi felt the frantic feeling of hands over her body, lips smothering hers. She felt her lover's crotch, only to be pushed away.
"Whats wrong?" She asked, unable to see the man's face. He looked away and left her.
Sasuubi suddenly jerked forward and looked down, seeing the large blade. For a second, she wondered why she didn't feel it. The darkness went over her vision.
Sasuubi 'woke up' in a hospital bed. No one was around, she was utterly alone. She started to get up and she heard beeping really fast. A male nurse went over to her and lightly lied her back down.
"You have to rest, ma'am. You're injured" He said. Sasuubi couldn't see his face, but didn't care.
"What... Who are you? Why," She trailed off, seeing a machine on her stomach. She slumped back down alarmingly quick, slightly angry. "Injured my butt," She snarled after.
She watched as the person's suddenly appeared in the light as he stared at her in horror. Her arms turned mechibi, muscles bulging, and her legs started to turn also. She snarled in and attempt to get up, and he tried to hold her down. She threw him against the wall, and her tails appeared, holding the machine against her stomach. Many people rushed in, only to stop. her head turned into mechibi very quickly, and then she looked like an anthropic who was very angry.
"Damned machine," She snarled, and took it out of herself. The mechibi quickly formed over the hole and healed, a painless operation. she put her hands together in front of her, suddenly depressed after remembering what happened before.
"How long was I asleep?" She suddenly asked, not knowing why. "How did you find me? Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"
Sasuubi woke up in a cold sweat. She sat up and looked around the empty room, feeling deserted.
"Taman has a lover, and she is going to have a baby. Marty has a thing for Artemis. Zaredera is in a secret relationship with Contra, who is from my past. I'm the only one who doesn't know what love feels like, out of the sibling range," She said, looking around where she kept her gun. She grabbed the cold metal and put the barrel in her mouth and let the safety stay on while she pulled the trigger. No bang sounded, just a click. She put her gun back and stared out the window, imagining herself climbing out and falling to sweet death. She imagined slicing her throat, or hanging herself.
"I'm alone.... All alone........ I'm abandoned in my own way..."