Persona

It seems Hikaru was being led on. Well, that was how it seemed, at least. He watched as she left him all alone with the big burly man. He reflected on what had happened. He realized maybe he shouldn't be getting caught up with silly shenanigans in this world, but instead trying to discover the truth to it. He sat up, and started head towards the door. He didn't make it very far. It only took him a step or two to realize that he hadn't paid the man at the counter. He reached into his pockets only to remember he was in his pajamas. He didn't sleep with money on him. How was he going to pay? 

Hikaru stood there, stuck between the door and the counter. He decided to just leave, and left the large man alone. I mean, what would he need with money, anyway? Also, Hikaru didn't have it in the first place. There was nothing he could do. Besides, it was just a dream. Only a moment after stepping outside, Hikaru heard grumbling coming from behind him. Uh oh. Without any time to react, the large, masked man had charged through the doorway and knocked Hikaru flying across the street. It was a solid 3 seconds of air time. Once he had crashed into the ground, he rolled and rolled until his body had reached the base of a lamp post. He was winded, and didn't have any clue what was going on. One thing was for sure, though: this could not be a dream, and Hikaru's life was in danger. 

There was a voice. A voice other than Kaori, calling out to Hikaru. His eyes opened and he looked around. He saw another girl looking at him, with a worried expression on her face. Hikaru tried to stand, but fell down in a spiral formation. It was all the rolling. It had made him dizzy, and because of his lack of breath, he found it hard to do just about anything in his current state. He was, however, able to see the abomination of a man walking over to him. "O-oh God! It's coming after meee! AaaaaaaAAAaaahhh!" Hikaru was in a full panic. His voice was all over the place. From high pitches to low, he had to be hitting the very limit of his vocal range. Hikaru, not being able to stand, did a backwards spider crawl until he was backed up against the building behind him. The large man still encroached, all the while Hikaru's voice went on, shouting and screaming.

In the panicked state that Hikaru was in, he couldn't take his eyes off the giant. That was, until, the new girl had stepped in front of him. What was she thinking? Hikaru quieted down and realized that this girl was trying to help him. She was crazy, but call Akihiko gay if Hikaru didn't appreciate it. Since some time had passed, and Hikaru had snapped back into his senses, he stood up slowly, using the wall behind him to help balance himself. He had to do something to help this brave soul. No girl her size would ever stand up against this giant. At least none he had known. Until now, that is. 

Hikaru's body was scratched and bruised from all the scraping against the ground, and he didn't want the same thing to happen to this girl. "Look out!" His voice echoed across these empty streets; every living thing had to have heard him shout. Whether she heard him in time or not wasn't the problem. THAWP! With the back of his hand, the giant had knocked the poor girl to the side, and he continued to approach Hikaru. In that moment, Hikaru fell to his knees, and fear started to flow back into his veins. What was he to do? Run and be chased? Stay and be hurt? The answer was easy. Hikaru wouldn't put his life in danger, especially if there was no reason to. The logical answer here was to run. Run, and get this giant away from those two girls. And if he can't get away? Well, it was worth a shot. With this new idea and reasoning, Hikaru was motivated. Before he took off, he looked to where Kaori was standing and told her to look after the new girl. After that, he was gone. 

It only took a few seconds for the giant to start following him. Sadly, that was also the amount of time that it took for the giant to catch up. Before he knew it, Hikaru was in the grip of this iron titan. His whole body was wrapped up by its large, ebony fingers. "Soon enough," he thought, "I'll be in that titan's mouth!" He was wrong. For better or worse? Who knows. The giant's hand raised into the air taking Hikaru along for the ride. With one straight throw, Hikaru had been thrown into an office building, shattering the glass panes outside. Like deja vu, he rolled and smacked his way through the offices until he reached a stop at one of the office dividers. 
Hikaru was in a bad state. After shattering through the glass, he had cuts all along his body. There were even a couple pieces of glass here and there, sticking out of his cuts. Being bashed through all the office equipment didn't help either. He was battered and bruised, sliced and diced, almost to a point where he looked dead. That wasn't the case though. He had only passed out.

Hikaru sat in the offices on the third floor of this building. Just below him, he heard a girl shouting. His curiosity had gotten the best of him, and sitting on his ass wasn't doing him much good. He army crawled over to the window from which he entered. While avoiding any sharp pieces of glass jutting out from the window sill, he peaked his head out and looked toward the ground. He was starting to think he was dreaming again. So many impossibles were happening tonight. Kaori, the kind, flirtatious girl that he had recently had sushi with and talked to about school was now wielding a... stop sign? Before her, there were little chunks of black, slowly dissolving. Was that, our large moustachioed friend? Well, what remained of him, at least? Of all the people to fight back, he thought for sure it would be the spunky girl who came to his rescue. Definitely didn't account for this manner of beast.

Once he had finally closed his jaw, he started waving his arms with all his strength. From below, all that was visible was his small green head sticking out a window, with little arms waving faintly above it. "Hey! Wanna lend me a hand here?" he shouted down the street, hoping at least one of the girls would hear him. The blood from his cuts had slightly dried, but waving his arms around got it all gushing again. The blood was dripping down his forearms and onto his elbows. From there, it formed little droplets that would drop down onto to the pavement, slowly creating a puddle on the side walk. 

Kaori took note of the waving boy, but turned away with the flash of a scowl on her face. Boys were stupid. Walking back to the girl she had abandoned moments before, she reverted back to her normal, cheery persona. "Hey~~ Sorry about that. Do you need help up?" She held out a hand to the girl, completely forgetting about the stop sign she had resting on the shoulder of her opposite arm. "That was pretty scary, huh? I didn't think I would make it out alive, but everything turned out alright I think~"

"I know right?~" Kaori giggled. "If I'm gonna be honest here, I wasn't even trying that hard, heheheh."

Turning back around, Kaori winced at the sight of the partially destroyed building with the stupid boy in it. "I guess we should probably go help him, huh." She grimaced. "If he'd just payed the chef, or y'know, asked him to make him a tab, he wouldn't have had this issue."