?Gunita?

|•| Future Timeline |•|

Her green eyes admired the Night view of Tokyo, watching from a high place whilst looking down on people like they were mere ants. Humming a tune that her paradise used to sing.

" Three little monkey's jumping on the bed~ " she sings slowly, dragging her feet across the expensive velvety carpet.

" One fell off and broke its neck~ " Her voice echoed like a siren singing to its prey, eyes blown wide from her previous drug intake as she inhaled the pungent smell of blood.

Her delicate looking fingers, gliding over the sides of paintings that decorated the boring walls. Skipping in her steps to reach her empty throne. " The doctor said, no more monkeys jumping on the bed~ "

Her singing came to a stop when the door opened abruptly, the silhouette of a petite woman walking in with her face void of any emotion , blending with the boring place.

The girl with green eyes craned her neck to get a view of her visitor, a wide smile that resembled a maniac made its way to her lips when she recognized the visitor.

" Usagi-chan! How nice of you to go visit dear ol' me~ " she says, crocodile tears streaming down her flushed cheeks, placing a hand on her chest like she felt touched.

The visitor's blank face was replaced with a scowl, not bothering to hide her disgust. Slowly making her way to the wasted and high green eyed girls side.

" Stop calling me by that name, Yuri, " the visitor said.

Yuri laughed aloud upon seeing the sneer on her face, the drug finally taking effect. Clutching her stomach from laughing too much as she spun around to sit on the throne-like seat with a 'plop'.

" Gee~ you're still mean as ever, I'm feeling kinda hurt " She mocks, a series of giggles escaping her lips.

The visitor didn't say anything, seeing as she's used to the blonde girl's crazy antics. Opting to ignore the dried up blood on her face and body, sighing in defeat whilst fishing out a brown envelope and tossing the said item at Yuri, to which, successfully landed on her lap.

Yuri had a look of curiosity on her face mixed with her dazed eyes. Picking up the envelope with her index finger and thumb, scrutinizing the item like it's dirt.

" Uhh—this isn't a picture of my scandal with your brother right? I'm pretty sure Omi-chan took care of the medi— "

" They're the pictures you requested! For fucks sake, get yourself together " The visitor immediately intercepts, pinching her nose bridge in frustration. Muttering under her breath about Yuri's bad taste in men.

Yuri just hummed boredly, opening the envelope with her long nails. Taking out each high quality picture, green eyes scanning the view as she lets out a whistle. Lips forming a big smile.

" Ohh~ she's fine as hell! " She exclaimed, laughing to herself. Wiping stray tears of joy from her lashes.

Fucking psycho. The visitor clicks her tongue in annoyance, hiding the goosebumps that dared to appear on her skin and ignoring the possible dead body by Yuri's side.

" Hina-chan looks hot, " Yuri muses, kicking her legs up in joy as she hugs the picture close to her chest, a lovesick sigh escaping her lips.