JSHK Spooktober Ficlets #7
Day 7: Villain/Urban Legend
I mean, yeah, obviously the I was going to write SOMETHING to do with the twins. AoiNene and Yugi Twins content are what I want to be known for. Please do not hesistate to come to me for all your AoiNene and Yugi Twins-related needs.
Spooooooooky~ Warnings for violence against Mokke but, hilariously, it’s not much worse than what literally just happened to one in that most recent After School Hanako-kun Chapter.
“Did you hear? There are two wish-granting ghosts at this school!”
“The first one is Hanako-san, right? She’s very scary, and sometimes very cruel. But the truth is that Hanako-san is also quite lonely.”
“The other…is just scary and cruel. That other ghost is…”
Tsukasa perked up, eyes bright and squeezing the mokke in his hands until they were crushed into pulpy bits. He smiled so widely, showing off his teeth and mouth open wide.
Tsukasa was…a sick mixture of childish and monstrous. He had been aware of that for a while, even if he hadn’t wanted to accept that reality.
He hadn’t wanted to accept it, but Tsukasa latches onto him all the same, smearing pink all over his face.
“Amane,” Tsukasa still says so reverently. “You never call out to me first! Never! Wah!” He’s so happy it’s sickening. “Amane, it’s been so looooong!”
Honorable Seventh scowls back, but Tsukasa is a star that won’t dim. Either a star or, more aptly…
“I just want to know.” Hanako reaches up and rather than patting Tsukasa’s face in return, he wipes off his own. His nose wrinkles, but the remains are scentless. Ghosts typically can’t get sick, especially not from this. “Will you talk to me?”
“I’ll talk to you about anything, Amane!” Tsukasa chirps. “All things, Amane! All Amane things!”
Honorable Seventh should grip this nuisance by the collar. Shake him until he submits. Honorable Seventh should threaten this pest with his knife. Honorable Seventh should put this monster down lest it hurt another creature.
“Amane, Amane,” Tsukasa pats his cheek again. “Are you getting distracted again?”
Amane is immediately horrified that he ever thought such things about his little brother.
Hanako shakes his head firmly.
“I just…” His teeth grit. Rather annoyingly, it’s an effort to force the words out. It’s like Amane is holding him back. “I want to know why you’re doing this.”
“Can’t tell you.” Tsukasa pulls back. “Sorry, Amane! That’s something I absolutely caaaaaaan’t tell you!”
Honorable Seventh should—
“Why the hell not?” Hanako demands, hands curling into tight fists. “Seriously, Tsukasa, if this is another game…!”
“It’s not! It’s…!” Tsukasa waves his hands. He pauses. He seems to think about it, tapping his chin thoughtfully. “It’s like…the villain’s plans tend to fail because he tells the hero all about it for no reason, right?”
“I…” Tsukasa’s words almost put him at a complete loss. “I’m…not a hero…”
“But we are enemies!” Tsukasa exclaims so passionately. “So, I can’t tell you! Even if you’re Amane! Sorry, Amane!” He does such a clumsy, pitiful attempt at a bow. “Sorry, sorry!”
Hanako-san is scary. Hanako-san is cruel. Hanako-san is ruthless.
Hanako-san is also very lonely.
“I don’t want to have to hurt you again,” he confesses oh so quietly. “But I might have to if you get in my way. I wish things didn’t have to be like this.”
“You don’t mean that from your heart, Amane,” Tsukasa replies. Cheerful as always. Grinning at him so widely and cruelly. “I can’t grant that wish.”
“I can’t wait to see the face you’ll make, Amane! I hope it’s even better than the one you made when you killed me!”
Hanako lurched toward him, but Tsukasa pulled back. Out of reach. Oh so bright. Unforgiving.
“But not now,” Tsukasa was saying. “I still have stuff here I need to do.”
Like stars at dawn, Tsukasa is gone.
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