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[babydollangelica]

Hey guys! It has been a while, I have an imagine of Severus snape x reader and how their normal lives would have been. So for all you lovelies out there who has their heart broken with professor's death. (Including mine) I hope this... soothes your pain. I hope I'm not too late.🥲

You will also find this and similar oneshots at the following link.

May this warm your soul.

Warning : NSFW, mentions of foreplay Pairing : severus snape x Femreader

LOVE SONG

It was a long and a tiring day. The noisy banter and chit chat at his workplace never seemed to stop. Infact he could still hear the annoying ringing in his ears that was caused due to high chirped noises of his hormonal raged students. He was feared and known for his harsh biting words, but it is getting more and more difficult to deal with kids these days. Although they do not act up in his class, he sometimes questions his occupational choices. Grumbling, he fights the lock of his door with the key and it opens with a defeated creak. And as soon as he steps in, the dim lights guide his way, the warmth of the fire place seeping in his chilled bones, aroma of chicken pie filled his lungs and a soft hum coming from his kitchen. He quietly closes the door and hangs his black coat, takes off his shoes and makes his way to the kitchen, with his bag in his hands, where he sees the love of his life humming a melody he played over the radio two days ago and pouring her self a glass of wine. He smiles to himself and leans against the frame as he watches her shake her hips to the tune, her short silk dress leaving no room for imagination as he ravishes her behind with his dark eyes. She gives off a happy sigh when her chicken pie is ready and turns around to gather the plates when she sees him. And with sparkle in her deep brown eyes, she squeals and throws herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and softly pecking his amused lips over and over until he gave into fully commiting his lips to hers and wrapped his arms around her waist while feeling her warm skin seep into his body as he holds her close kisses her senseless. "I missed you" was all she said. And those three words was all it took for him to drop his bag and swoop her up in his arms and drown her in a passionate kiss while crossing the kitchen in quick big strides, she wraps her legs around his firm torso and plays with his soft silky hair as he nips her lower lip softly. She could feel her self getting aroused with just his kisses and the feel of him against her body. He smirked when he felt her shiver, for he knew how sensitive she is. He softly squeezes her butt cheek and runs his right hand up her silk covered lower back and she moans lustily in his mouth and arches slightly. No doubt her voice will always be music to his ears, for he always enjoys hearing her humming, or singing and even gracing him with her beautiful voice whenever he ask her to sing him to sleep when nightmares of his past evade his peace of mind. But when it comes to love making, Her moans of pleasure are one of his most favourite sounds. He still remembers their very first makeout session on his couch, how it started with an innocent massage session when she complained about a kink in her shoulder. And being a gentleman he was, he offered to have a look at it, and she moaned the minute his fingers smoothen away those painful knots. He freezes when he heard her moan and looks at her through the mirror with awe. She blushes and feeling embarrassed she utters "I'm sor-" when his fingers dug into her shoulders again, and she moans, her eyes shut as pleasure consorts on her face. He gazes at her through the mirror except, this time lust clouding his dark eyes, as he inches slowly closer to her, his eyes not leaving hers and she was paralysed in anticipation on what he was going to do to her. She swallowed as she hears his deep baritone voice whispers in her ears "sensitive...I love it" and kisses her neck, she throws her head back, eyes shut and moans. From that day onwards, he made sure to know every kinds and types of sounds she makes. And he would repeatedly encourage her to call out his name during their lovemaking sessions. He sometimes wonders if his only reason for sex is just to hear her mewl, purr, gasp and moan in his ears while he touches, kisses and loves every inch and depths of her exquisitely soft body. He would prolong, or even delay his own orgasm just to please her and hear her moans and her cries of bliss reverberate in their

bedroom. He kisses trail down from her lips and she giggles when it reaches her neck. And pushes her self to look at him "the chicken pie.." He smirks and drops her on the big low couch, his dark eyes lustily trailing up her beautiful legs and now exposed stomach as her silk dress hitched up while he carried her to the living room. She looks at him looking down at her, her arms, thrown to to her sides, her long brown hair spread around her as her soft pink lips parted and slightly swollen, her eyes dewy and clouded with lust as a soft blush spreads from her cheeks, to her neck and the swell of her breast. The soft glow of the fireplace illuminated her beautiful features as his eyes drank in her sight. He could see her nipples taut against the thin fabric, begging to be touched, caressed and sucked on, his eyes raked down to the black lace panties she was wearing. He brushes his knuckles over her cloth covered mons and she gasp softly and bites her lips. He kneels between her legs and her chest heaves rapidly. He looks at her in the eye and says "the pie can wait". And ravishes her, making sure to embed himself deep in her, so that she won't miss him anytime soon, while she drowns her self in ecstacy, her soft mewls singing in his ears, as both of them come together, composing their very own love song, the chorus being

"Severus" .........

[babydollangelica]

Ok. I know ya'll probably think I am a crazy depressed writer, but I have a deep thing for angst. So I will post another angst oneshot. This baby has not been getting enough love on Wattpad. So I will post a link and write it here too.

Synopsis : Modern retake on shakespear's Hamlet.

Warning : Angst, Suicide, Death, Alcohol, Drug Abuse.

Painting by : Jean-Baptiste Bertrand ; Ophelia 1871

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ʜᴀᴍʟᴇᴛ ʀᴇᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ : ᴏᴘʜᴇʟɪᴀ's ᴘʟɪɢʜᴛ

'It has all come down to this, hasn't it? The ending will always be the same' Ophelia thought bitterly as she sat in her car facing the sea. She could feel tears stinging her eyes, blurring the beautiful view. The roar of the waves crashing onto the shore sounded inviting.

She took another swing of her Cabernet Sauvignon. Already halfway through the second bottle of wine, yet she doesn't feel drunk enough. Its bitter sweet flavour doesn't seem to drown out her memories, instead enhances them. Like another wave crashing the shore, it came flooding back to her.

Ten years ago, He strummed his guitar. He was nervous and shaky. This was the first time he ever played in front of the crowd but they already seemed to love him. They encouraged him.

With a faint blush on his cheeks, he inched closer to the mic and heaven fell out of his lips. His angelic voice captured everyone. When he finished singing, and opened his starry eyes, they cheered.

He smiled at that one particular girl in the crowd. He looked at her the way every girl wanted to be looked at by their lover. His eyes soft and victorious as he announced that this song was dedicated for her.

The crowd cheered on even louder as the bartender announced free booze to celebrate a lovely confession. This was the first time he ever sang in public.

But she was there when he composed the song. She was there when he composed the tune. She was there when he practiced the song million times in front of her

And yet, when he dedicated this song, it was not for her.

Julien was in love. But it wasn't Ophelia.

She followed his eyes and saw it leading to a beautiful waif like girl with lovely blond locks and green eyes. Her name was Karina

Ophelia, who knew Julien ever since they were kids never saw him look at her like that. The newfound jealousy soon consumed her. But she smiled and cheered, tears threatening to spill.

Seventeen years old Ophelia felt her first  heartbreak, for she thought Julien was always going to be with her. And she vowed to make him look at only her.

Ophelia chuckled dryly. That was when it all went wrong. The things she did to get his attention, even landed her in the hospital. She took another sip of the wine. 'Fantome' the same brand Julien managed to sneak in for both of them when they were just fifteen. They drank wine over the roof top. For Ophelia, that was the most magical night ever.

She even made a wish upon a shooting star. A wish that she now knows will never come true. She sobbed heartbreakingly clutching her chest and another memory rolled in.

Ophelia sank to her knees. At sixteen she lost her parents in an accident. Because of the faulty breaks, the car skid off the road, tore the cliff railing and plunged into the icy sea. They never recovered the bodies. It was forever lost in the waves. The ocean took her parents.

Julien's father helped Ophelia with the funeral. He vowed upon is late best friends that he would take good care of their daughter. Ophelia was numb. She didn't eat or talk for weeks and months. That was when Julien got a guitar. He began to play for Ophelia and practice in front of her.

Slowly over time Ophelia began to join Julien in composing songs together. This brought her out of her depression. He was there for her. Although Julien's father was against his son playing guitar because he wanted him to take over the Export Business, seeing Ophelia recover he allowed Julien to play around it a little more.

But Julien only fell deeper into music. And so the father and son began to clash. At the age of twenty-one, Julien's father demanded that he takes over the family business and marry Ophelia, to which he responded that he is in love with another and will never love Ophelia.

Unfortunately she overhears the conversation and was heartbroken. Julien began to avoid Ophelia after that incident. Ophelia began to help Julien's Father with the Export business. They began to grow apart. But her love for Julien only grew deeper.

Overtime she changed. The Export business and Julien breaking her heart only made her colder towards the woman he loved. She became the clichèd villainese of this love story. One fine day, her jealousy got the best of her.

And Julien began to hate Ophelia.

She leaned her head against the head rest and rolled down the window. The stars were bright tonight. She saw a shooting star and sighed. What a fool she was to believe in a ball of ice and gass. What a fool she was to believe in love. What a fool she was. In love.

She shivered. It was a cold night. The temperature read -1°Celcius. And yet the water looked warm and inviting. How deceiving. Just like the shooting star.

Her head buzzed and her thoughts rambled. Maybe it was the alcohol. She sigh deeply and wiped her mascara stained eyes. She came here an hour ago from a wedding. She wore a deep blue satin dress. She recieved many stares from the opposite and same sex. She knew she had exotic beauty which garnered attention everywhere she went.

She walked up to congratulate the   beautiful bride Karina and the groom. She smiled warmly at Karina and wished her happiness. Although they had buried the bad blood between them, Karina was still deeply surprised to see a genuine smile on Ophelia's face.

Among the colorful crowd, Ophelia finally spots a familiar face. She cautiously went and stood beside him. "Hi Jules". Julien looked over at Ophelia. He gave her a polite smile "Hi Lia" her heart clenched at the familiar nick name. She looked down at her fingers and picked at her bracelet "I did not expect to see you here"

he huffed and signaled at his guitar bag "she wanted to listen to me sing as her wedding gift. I couldn't say no" Ophelia smiled softly and lightly patted his arm "you haven't changed Jules"

He looked at the place where she patted him and Ophelia's eyes widen "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-" he shook his head and smiled gently "don't be silly Lia"

At that minute he was given the cue to sing on the stage. Ophelia watched as he went on the stage and stood in front of the huge crowd.

She smiled nostalgically. But he didn't seem nervous this time. He held the mic and heaven fell out of his lips once again. Once again capturing everyone with his angelic voice. But in this big crowd only three people knew this song very well. Julien, Karina and Ophelia.

It was his love song that he sang ten years ago.

And while singing, he once again smiled at her. He once again looked at her in a way every woman wanted to be looked at by their lover. But once again, it still wasn't Ophelia. Julien was still looking at Karina as she danced in the arms of her husband.

That was when Ophelia finally realised that Julien's heart will always belong to Karina. She smiled painfully as she looked at Julien while he reached the ending notes, a single tear running down her cheek.

Julien was still in love. And it will never be Ophelia.

The crowd cheered even louder and celebrated for the newly married couple as they kissed. Julien looked away as he walked off the stage.

Ophelia found Julien. He was packing his guitar. "Jules, are you going to be alright?" Julien straightened up and she could see tears swimming in her eyes as he said "I don't know. Maybe not now. Not yet. We went in our separate ways when she fell out of love, But what I do know is that I will always love her." He says it softly as he looks at Karina who was in her husbands arm smiling and talking with the guest.

Ophelia bit the inside of her lip until she could taste blood. She mumbles softly "she is lucky to be loved by you"

Julien swallows thickly "Lia, listen, I-" but she cuts him off and says "Don't worry about it Julien. I have something important to tell you as of now" Julien tilted his head "Hmm? what is it?" She took a deep breath and said "Julien, I am leaving for  Europe tomorrow." He frowned "what? Where? Why? How? Why do I only know this now?"

She pursed her lips "The company is opening a new branch in Sweden and I will be shifting there to overlook the matters." He ran his fingers through his luscious raven hair. His grey eyes boring deep within her soul as his brows furrowed.

"Is father forcing you?" Ophelia smirks "No Jules. I am just following the scent of money. I'm a gold digger remember?" Julien gasped and words of apologies stumbled out of his mouth "Lia I am really really sorry. How long are you going to hold on to that grudge for?" Ophelia giggled and said "till I die" Julien pouted "I am so sorry Ophelia"

She smiled warmly at him "I know Julien. I know. I was just teasing you" he huffed again and kicked  a pebble as they both walked towards the gate "how long will you be gone for? Do you plan to come back?"

She humms "I am not sure. It may take a long time, so I might as well settle down there." Julien cautiously asked the next question "will....will I ever see you again?" Ophelia froze. Her heart wavered for a split second. "You may not. It's too far away and I will be busy so I won't get to visit-" she began rambling and Julien chuckled and pulled her cheeks "I get it. I get it Lia. It is expected. I was horrible to you. Not going to make any excuses. But I am always going to be a phone call away. You know that right?"

Ophelia smiled warmly. She looked at his face one last time. Burning this memory forever in her heart. His deep-set grey eyes. That sharp nose and chiseled jawline. His cupid bowed lips and the gummy smile hidden behind it. She awkwardly held open her arms.

He chuckled and came into hers, holding her slender frame. He mumbled softly "You need  to eat more. You have lost a lot of weight." She smiled sadly. "Do visit father once in a while. He is getting old too soon" he nods.

"Goodbye Julien" "Goodbye Ophelia"

He saw her walking away. Not once did she look back. His heart clenched suddenly when they hugged. He got an ominous feeling. And it kept bugging him. He called a taxi and left.

Back in the car by the sea, Ophelia looked at the time. 1:45am. The alcohol began to kick in her. Her body felt numb. Her eyes swollen from all the crying. Her head buzzed. And her heart still hurt. She whispered again "Karina was lucky to have been loved by Julien. I wish I could know what being loved by Julien felt like."

27 year old Ophelia loved Julien for fifteen long years. She was incapable of loving anyone else. Ophelia was still in love. And it will always be Julien.

Another wave of pain hit her as she wailed heartbreakingly once again. She clutched her chest as her heart spasms. Oh how many nights has she cried like this. How many days has her heart ache like this. This is truly the end. Isn't it?

With shaky hands, she pops open the glove compartment. A bottle of sleeping pills that she brought with her. She looks at it in silence. Taking the bottle of wine in one hand, and the pills in another, she walks towards the seashore. She felt the bone chilling salty wind on her face as it kissed her tears away. She whispered into the moonless night and at the sea "you took away my parents. Would you take me too? Hide me forever within your waves Mom...Dad.. I miss you. I am coming home"

She took a handful of the white tablets and washed it down with wine as she walked into the sea, the waves kissed her feet, welcoming her and the ice cold water hugging her tight as they heard her pain and took pity upon her plight.

And just like they said, she viewed all her memories in her final moments, like a playback video while the water pulled her deep.

Maybe the shooting star guilty for being unable to fulfill her wish as a forged illusion that showed her how life with Julien in love with her would have been like. She could almost feel his touches. His kisses. His hugs. And a future with him. Their kids. Growing old and listening to his voice over the patio. How she wished it was true.

She smiled too at the final memory of Julien smiling lovingly. A delusional memory of him smiling at her with love filled eyes as her heart beat for one last time.

"Julien. I love you."

In the end, Ophelia found out that death came to her much more easier than love ever did.

The sea was indeed merciful. And welcomed Ophelia into her womb.

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Untold story

Three years later Julien became a successful musician. All his songs were about Ophelia. He did go to Sweden to find her. But he found out that she wasn't there. He finaly decided to return home. He saw his father, now old and frail sitting by the window in his arm chair and looking at a photography album.

"Father" but he didn't turn to look at Julien. "Father" he did not turn around again. A helper signaled to Julien and said "Mr. Claudius has hearing difficulty. You may have to go closer".

Julien's heart clenched. He should have listened to Ophelia when she told him to visit his father. He walked closer and kneeled in front of him          "Dad?" Claudius turned slowly. He saw Julien, pulled him into his arms and wept. "Son, I missed you." Julien cried too "I am so sorry Dad. I won't ever leave again" Claudius held his son tightly in his arms "I am so sorry too. I broke the promise I made to your mom. I should have been there and supported you" Julien said "I am here now dad" his father sighed "Dad, what are you looking at?" He opened the album and showed a picture of a younger version of Ophelia's parents and himself on fishing trip. "Before I met your mom, I was in love with Clair, Ophelia's mother. She loved Paul. But your mother loved me enough for the both of us. By the time I could return her love, it was too late. I am a horrible husband. A horrible father and a horrible friend. I couldn't even keep my promise to Paul and Clair." He starts to cry. Julien froze. "What..what do you mean?" Claudius takes a deep breath and between tears he said "Son. Listen carefully. Three years ago, Ophelia went missing. We found her car parked by the beach. And a bottle of wine and her shoes inside. There was an investigation and they found few bottles of unprescribed antidepressants and sleeping pills in her room. I never even realised that she was in such a bad shape I-"

Julien sobbed "wait...that is not true. She said she is in Sweden. You sent her on a business trip! She said she will settle down and stay-" tears were flowing out of Julien's eyes. "My son, Ophelia never left the country. They checked it. The investigators found the Car on the beach near the cliff where her parents died. She walked into the sea" Julien clenched his teeth "where is she? Her body? It is not found. She is not dead." Claudius cried in his sons shoulder "I am so sorry my son. But it has been three years. The ocean took Paul, Clair and Ophelia too."

Julien, heart broken never touched his guitar again. He stayed with his father and helped him until the very end. He visited the sea every day. With his adopted daughter and left flowers on the beach until he grew old.

One fine day, when he was old and grey, he took out his guitar one last time. And sat by the beach. He sang again. And for one last time heaven fell out of his lips.  One last time, his angelic voice captured the sea. One last time he opened his starry eyes and saw Ophelia in a deep blue satin dress laughing and cheering for him. Her beautiful sweet smile as she held out her arms. And one last time, he looked at her with eyes that every woman wanted to he looked at by their lover. His voice soft and delicate as he said "I love you Ophelia." As he went into her arms.

One last time, he finally looked at Ophelia. As they walked towards the sunset.

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖉.

[babydollangelica]

Well, Hiee people! This is gonna be my first post ever and I am not sure if it is a good Idea starting off with an angst, but I am dedicating it to a Yagi Toshinori/All might oneshot! Since its my first time on tumblr, please pardon any mistakes. I initially wanted to put it as Y/N but since its kinda gore, it didnt feel right.

Synopsis : Some Regrets will never leave you.

This event was placed during the time Bakugou got kidnapped and All Might used his full potential and lost his One For All against the Villian All For One.

Warning : angst, sexual assault foul language, gore, death.

Pairing : Yagi Toshinori/All Might x Fem/OC- Ayame

Original Villian Thorn

It was just another day for Ayame. She hummed and watered her plants. Ayame wasn't really special. Her quirk was mainly growing flowering plants. So she worked as a florist and grew various beautiful flowers. While humming she wondered 'oh, maybe tonight we can try out recent essential oil mix in the hot tub! Eucalyptus and rosemary will do well for toshi' she giggled and thought about all the possibilities after a hot tub would lead to. While Ayame was day dreaming, peonies bloomed all around the Flower Shop. Few locals who knew her very well called out "There you go again Ayame-san, are you missing him already?" She blushed and quickly apologized for the floral storm she caused. An elderly woman who was picking out flowers said "You don't have to apologize Ayame-chan you and your flowers are so beautiful. Your boyfriend is a lucky man. Ah..love. such a beautiful thing. Isn't it?" Ayame smiled and carefully handed the bouquet of white Lilies to her and said "don't worry about the payment Mrs. Ito" the elderly smiled and waved goodbye.

Ayame quickly closed the shop and headed home. She prepared the hot bath and some light dinner and waited for Toshi to come home. She noticed that Toshi was feeling low recently and wanted to do help him. She understands that although she can't fix his problems, she wants to be by his side when the going gets tough. So she patiently waits.

It is past midnight. The bath is gone cold. And so is the food. Ayame stomach growls woke her up from where she fell asleep on the kitchen counter. 'He still isn't home yet.' She gives him another call. And hears Toshi's cell ring outside the apartment. Frowning she walks towards the door and it opens, revealing a disheveled and exhausted Toshinori. Ayame gasped and held him in her arms and rubs his back. "Your alright. You are alright" she whispers reassuringly. He sigh "Bakugou is kidnapped and Young Midoriya and most of 1 A and 1 B are injured." She bites back tears, refusing to cry before him. "And here I am. The number one hero. Unable to do a thing in this state." He said bitterly and pulled away from Ayame's grasp. "Toshi, you-" He cut her off "we are making plans on raiding the place where Bakugou is kept captive. Momo smartly placed a tracking device on Bakugou. But the main issue is, All for one is most probably behind this. Ayame recalled the past conversation with Night Eye and looked at Toshi while she choked out "Toshi, no please don't" Toshi gingerly held her fingers between his own "This.....is why, we should have ended.....this, no. We never should have started anything to begin with. I should have never-" Ayame grasped his hand between hers and whispers "please Toshi, don't say this. Don't do this. We promised to be there for each other. No matter what the consequences were, we are going to face it together. Didn't we?" She kisses his finger, afraid that he may break out of trance and do what he has been planning to do. But Toshi pulled away again. "Ayame..... you are still so young. You still have so much ahead of you. I am nothing but a shell of a man, that may die tomorrow. Or soon. My power is not even my own, which I may lose in this battle. Please. Don't tie yourself down to me." She grabs hold of his shirt "Don't you dare say that! I am in love with Yagi Toshinori. Not because you are powerful. Or strong. But because you are you. I love you for who you are Toshi, and I am ready to walk down by your side to whatever path you have chosen. All I ask is for you to survive." Toshi grabs hold of his head "And you did Ayame! You have fulfilled it! You have walked down by my side. But I can't promise my survival. Which is why, you need to let go of me." Ayame rest her head against his chest. Tears running down her cheeks. "Toshi, my love... please don't" Toshinori gently pushes her away from him. He couldn't look at her. "Ayame, I am sorry.....Goodbye" he turns away and walks out of the door. Ayame froze. Tears streamed down her face as she whispered "Toshi..." getting back to her senses she rushes out of the door, trying to stop him. But she couldn't see him anywhere. She runs out on the streets in her nightgown yelling out his name. Searching for him. Asking the trees for help. But she never found him. Ayame sank to her knees and wails "Toshi, please don't leave me. Please" she kept crying in the middle of the streets. Her heart shattered.

The following day, the raid was conducted. Izuku, Kirishima, Todoroki, and Iida was able to rescue Bakugou while All Might intervened and fought One for All and defeated him. And in that process, he barely survived,completely lost his All For One Abilities and All Might's identity as Yagi Toshinori was now revealed to the world. But during that chaos, while all the Pro Hero's attention was on this raid, minor villains began causing havoc in most parts of the city. And now that the number one hero lost his power, doubt and fear began to rise in the country, feeding the Villians, making them more stronger. Unfortunately, Ayame fell victim to one of Hero Killer's followers, Thorn. And he has been keeping an eye on Ayame for a long time now. An obsessive psychopathic Villian who's quirk are Thorny Creepers. He made a pattern of her movements for over a span of 2 months now. Even keeping an eye on her ex-boyfriend. (Yes. He witnessed the whole breakup scenario) who surprisingly is revealed to be the former number one hero. With him out of the way, a perfect opportunity of having his way with her arose. He broke into her home and drugged her. The usual kidnapping tactic. Dumping her in the van, he drove away to the outskirts of the city into a dingy warehouse, he cuffed her with a power dampner and assaulted her, tortured her with his spiny creepers untill she was ripped apart. Her screams were music to his ears, while he filmed her. As she begged him to let her go, he began torturing her all over again. The very idea of hurting a former pro hero lover fed his ego. Ayame realized this and slowly turned unresponsive. It was the fourth day and he finally decided that since he no longer had fun, it was time to end her life. "You have served me well Little Flower. I enjoyed ripping off your petals. You look even prettier covered in blood. But its time to weed you out." All Ayame could think of was Toshi as she lay on the bloodied ground, trying to reach out to her pendant, while waiting for the final blow. 'I Love you Toshi' That evening while Toshi was recovering at the hospital, Naomasa visited him. There was a grave look on his face that made Toshinori heart drop. "Naomasa? What is it? Is Bakugou alri- "Naomasa cuts him off "There has been another crime by Thorn." Toshi Frowns "After 5 years? Are you sure its him?" Naomasa sinks in the chair "yes, the same pattern..but Toshi... I.." he takes a deep breath and says "this is hard....Its Ms. Ayame, we got the video from Thorn. They are still searching for her." Toshi's blood runs cold. He whispers as he jumps out of the bed "what did you say? I don't think I heard it right" Naomasa stand up "the Video was sent through her number. We tried tracking her cellphone but it was found in the river and-" Naomasa's cell rings. Time was suddenly slow for Toshi. He could hear his own heart beat. His eyes burned and when he closed it, all he could remember was Ayame's face when she hugged him and begged him not to leave her. Naomasa touched Toshinori's shoulder and said softly "They found her. I am so sorry but-" Toshi yelled "NO! No... No this can't be. I NEED TO SEE HER. WITH MY OWN EYES." Naomasa nodded. After an hour, they reached the warehouse. Toshi prayed for some miracle. Prayed that Ayame would be alive. There were police cars and Coroner's Vans. A crowd of people gathered at the distance. Murmuring lines of pity. But Toshi was numb. His face pale as he walk toward the entrance. Stench of Iron fills the air. And there, in the middle of the room lay a body twisted in a strange angle, in a large pool of blood. And he walked closer. And he saw her. Ayame. Lying on her stomach, but her neck twisted, facing upwards, her limbs flayed, while her left hand reached out towards the celtic knot pendant. The gift Toshi gave her a year ago. Toshi knelt on the ground and wailed as he reached out to touch her stiff hands. "Ayame, My Love, Please..." his words no longer sounded comprehensible as he choked on his tears. He began crawling towards her body, his trousers soaked in

cold blood.

The coroner who was collecting evidence protested but Toshi paid no heed as he held her up against his chest and whispered in her ear "your alright, you will wake up, you are alright my love. Now please, please wake up. I can't.....I shouldn't have left you. My love please. Please comeback" he kisses her forehead as he rocks himself back and forth holding her close to him. And that is when he see's it. There is a huge hole in her chest. He whispers "your heart..... where is your heart" he looks around and sees it pinned by thorny branches against the wall. He gasped "I am so sorry my love. I am so so sorry. I love you. I love you so much. This is all my fault. I should have stayed. I should have come back home early. My sweet sweet love. Please come back, please, I can't live without you. Please" The Coroner walked over to Naomasa. "Its been 7 hours since she passed away. And according to my analysis, she had been held captive for four days. Mutilated body and signs of resistance blows were found. We did find rubber between her finger nails. She was also sexually assaulted, so his Semen was found in her. There are also photos of her found on the desk. He has been preparing this for months now. Naomasa groaned "Yes. Parts of it was also shown in the video. He killed her because in the end, she showed no resistance." Upon hearing this, Toshinori slowly turns around eyes dangerously zoning in on the coroner as he seethed "Four Days? She was kidnapped four days ago? Tortured and raped.?" Toshi shivered. He could still feel the ghost of her kisses when she held his hand one last time. Every time he closed his eyes, he could still see her smile. Her sweet scent every time he held her in his arms. But now he held her cold body, he couldnt see her smile, nor the sweet scent. It was but the lifeless body and dead eyes that stared up at him. His heart slowed down. He kissed her cold stiff lips one last time. He gently closes her eyes. And weeps again. Yagi Toshinori screams. He may have saved the world, but he lost his. Regret is the most painful thing.