He seemed to be straining to control himself. Clutching his fists, he whispered, "Pudding..your really starting to irritate me."

"Then fight me, stranger."

…

…

I had underestimated him.

SNATCH

The wind felt like sharp daggers to my face as it covered the sound of my stranger's footsteps as he, unknowingly to me, came in closer to me and grasped my neck within his once scrawny fingers enclosing them to each other inch by inch as he looked upon me as some sort of small immenent animal of which he planned to devour.

It was horrific.

It was truly frightening.

He did not speak.

He did not move.

He merely stood them.

Looking at me with such lifeless eyes.

I had liked his eyes filled with such childlike feelings.

I didn't like this.

Whatever the fuck this was…I didn't like it.

Have you ever felt a man's true strength crashing your life support as if it were a mere soda can.

It is truly terrifying.

My feet were slowly being lifted off the ground as I desperately gasped for air. Only small letters were let out.

"s….t…p"

Another gasp of air was let out as I cried for help.

"P….le….se"

He threw me across the room with such ease and no hesitation whatsoever. As I was slowly trying to regain my strength and gasping for air, he walked towards me and yanked my hair. He pulled me up using my hair to pull me up. I will not lie, it hurt like hell. I felt as though all my hair was slowly being plucked out all at once.

"NYA! IT HURTS!"

No response.

"STOP"

Nothing

"Please" I cried

Still nothing.

"YOUR SUPPOSE TO OBEY ME"

I felt so helpless. I wanted to be saved. I NEEDED to be saved. I let out all my tears as I prayed

Please God send me my savior

Upon seeing me cry, something clicked inside the boy's eyes that regained his childlike sparkle.

He immediately let my hair go and backed himself away from me. He seemed panicked and confused. He was sweating and shivering and looked up, down, side to side. Then, he came running to my side and hugged me. I felt tears sliding down my shoulders as he cried "I'm so sorry, Pudding!". I looked at him in disbelief.

This boy.

This childlike boy who is now kneeling at my side begging for forgiveness almost killed me with absolutely no hesitation.

He treated me like a piece of paper and is now treating me like family.

I lifted his chin and asked the only word I could come up with.

"Why?'

He paused for a moment until lowering his head.

"I had warned you, hadn't I?"

His words confused me.

"I clearly told you not to make me angry."

I remembered him saying something like that.

"You didn't listen"

Wait…

"You SHOULD have listened."

He wouldn't dare.

"I kept warning you over and over."

Is he HONESTLY blaming ME?

"But you just wouldn't stop."

"SO YOU ATTACK ME?"

He paused

"IS THAT IT?"

He was sill restraining himself from looked at me.

"IS THAT WHAT YOU WERE TAUGHT TO DO, HUH? KILL ALL THOSE WHO MAKE YOU ANGRY AND THEN

BLAMING THEM FOR YOUR ANGER?"

Why wont he look at me?

"OR IS THERE JUST SOMETHING ABOUT ME THAT'S "SPECIAL"!?"

Look at me

"IS THAT WHY YOU WERE LOOKING FOR ME?"

Damn it

"WHAT WAS YOUR REASON FOR COMING TO SEE ME AND DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT ABOUT I

WANTED A CANDYDROP!"

Just look at me

"YOU DON'T NEED ME TO GET YOURSELF A CANDYDROP AND BESIDES, IF YOU REALLT DID COME FROM THE PLANET WHERE KISH AND PAI CAME FROM THERE WOULD BE NO WAY THAT YOU COULD POSSIBLEY BE ALLOWED TO VISIT EARTH! THEY WOULDN'T LET YOU!"

Answer me

"And from the way you went at me back there, I wouldn't believe you came here just to see me."

Lift your head

"So, why?"

Lift it, you coward

"Why are you BOTHERING me?"

Do it

"LOOK AT ME AND ANSWER ME!"
He lifted his head to me, obediently, and was trying so very hard to not obey my command of answering me.

"Answer me, NOW."

He looked at me with guilty and shame.

He looked at me with sadness.

He looked at me with tears.

But…there was another feeling he looked at me with.

It was such a pure feeling.

So warm was it that I could stare at his eyes all my life.

I've never seen such a feeling in someone's eyes.

Be it male or female.

Never.

I was so engulfed with his eyes that I was a bit taken back as he spoke. It was such a normal tone of voice, but, the words, they were not normal. They were not worth that voice. They were not meant to be heard. They should never be said. Yet, I asked for them. Such ignorance.

"I came to kill you."