Ryun puts his gun back into its holster and smiles. "im sorry rose.." he crouches in front of her and uses his hands to brush his hair back. "im just not used to people actually liking me..."
Her eyes are firmly shut, but they leisurely open when she hears his voice... She scurries back a bit eys wide with horror, she then relaxes, a bit.β O-oh... It really is okay...β she tries to smile,but fails miserably,β W-why? Why does everyone hate you?β you feel an invisible brush againts your arm..
She still in panick, askes in confusement,β You're not? I don't believe you... Besides I could've killed you!β she closes her eyes trying to maintain her anger,β I could of killed you...β
Ryun laughs. "yeah? show me..." his face becomes more serious as he stands up. "show me that you can kill me..." he pulls both of his guns out and drops to them to the ground.
Her eyes are still shut tite as she speaks,β An innocent girl.. Looking for peace!β a tree in the distance shatters,β Ryun, whatever you do... Don't... Tell me to kill you.... Because..β she trails of standing up, turning away,β Eventually... I will.β
The path between them shatter, preventing him from going any further,β ... A shinigami.... A death god, right?β she turns to face him face stained with tears... She seems.. scared..
Ryun sighs. "you are special Rose, i wasnt lying to you...everything i said about you, that i thought about you, they were true...." he stretches his hand for her to hold. "i need you to trust me..."
She slightly takes a step back in fear,β Ryun...β her gaze lingers on his out-stretched hand... She slowly inches towards him,β You sure you wont hurt me? How can I trust you... After you pointed.. A Weapon at me?β
Ryun smiles. "well one, you broke my gun..." he laughs as his face turns more serious. "but you dont know .." he looks into her eyes and speaks with a sincere tone. "but i need you to trust me..."
She looks down in guilty,β It wasn't my fault...β she blinks.. Contemplating whether she should trust him or not.. She gingerly, but gradually places her hand in his...
She sighs in relief, but soon tenses, again in dread,β Can't you see them?β before your very eyes, appear,various of long see-through arms attached to her back,β That... Is they...β they vanish, again.