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Chapter 1: Girl's Soul

June 20, 2021
Nagasaki, Japan
"'And the weather-- Oh, it seems we have some breaking news. Switch to Himawari.'
'Thanks Hiroaki. Today a fourteen year old girl was shot and killed an hour ago at a shopping district in Nagasaki. The criminal is still unknown, and the police are still looking for them right now. We warn those in the area to stay alert and avoid going out of the house.'"
The girl turned away from the screen in the store window as a commercial appeared. She didn't know how she got there, or where she was. What really scared her was the fact that she didn't know her name or how old she was. She walked down the street and caught her reflection in a window. She had long, black hair with a pale blue streak in it. She wore a black t-shirt with black leggings and a pair of red converse. On the side of her neck was a black D. She continued down the street and almost passed an alley. She wouldn't of noticed if it hadn't of been for the small shiba puppy whimpering a storm. She walked toward it cautiously, being careful not to scare it.
"Come here little one," she whispered, getting on her knees. The little puppy looked at her, and wobbled to her. She picked it up and set it in her lap. She then heard loud footsteps behind her. A gunshot. A boy's scream. More footsteps, increasing in speed. She quickly got up and jumped into a dumpster, holding the puppy close to her chest. The footsteps became louder, and then died out. She peeked out of the dumpster to see a blond-haired boy clutching his arm. She climbed out of the dumpster and ran to the boy.
"H-hey, are you okay?" She said, catching him before he'd stumble to the ground, but it was too late. The boy was dead. A red patch appeared below him and faded away as quickly as it had appeared. The puppy whimpered at the girl. There was a growing sound of sirens. The girl ran back to the dumpster with the puppy and climbed in once more.
"Another one! In the same day!"
"We need an ambulance!"
"It's too late. This one is dead too."
The girl peeked out and saw the police covering the boy with a white cloth.
The shooting. The boy. She was in Nagasaki.
After the police left, the red patch that had appeared in the same spot as before. There was a light, and then a boy. The same boy that had died. And on the side of his neck was a black D.

Chapter 2: Boy's Life

June 20, 2021
Nagasaki, Japan
The girl watched as the boy opened his eyes. He looked at her, and she ducked down into the dumpster. The puppy whimpered. She stroked the puppy's back and it became silent.
"Hey."
She looked up and saw the boy's face.
"What are you doing in there? You should go home instead of sitting in that dumpster."
"Y-you..." She paused. What should she say? "Y-you should be dead..."
"Huh?" He looked around. He stopped and stared at something. "What the heck!?"
The girl peeked out to see white chalk where the boy had died.
"Can you explain that to me?" He shouted at her. She set the puppy down and jumped out of the dumpster and ran toward the place where she found herself. There too, was white chalk in the shape of a girl. Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth. The boy, who had run after her, stopped.
"What the...?"
She looked up at the TV in the window. There was a picture of her and a picture of the boy.
"'...and the second case of this murder happened just a few minutes ago, this time to a fifteen year old boy in the same general area. Back to you, Hiroaki.'"
The girl fell to her knees in shock. She looked up to see the boy slack-jawed staring at the TV. She thought back. The last thing she could recall was being pulled in front of a woman. She got up and ran back to the alley to grab the puppy she had left in the dumpster. She then ran to the boy.
"Whats your name?" No reply. She shook his shoulder and he turned to her. "What is your name?"
"My name is-- it's..." The boy paused. "That's weird, I can't remember. What about you?"
"I don't know."
There was a long, awkward silence.
"Well then, I'm gonna call you Hiyori. You can choose my name, since I chose yours."
"Todoroki. That will be your name."
"It's settled then. Hi there, I'm Totoroki." The boy put his hand out. "It's nice to meet you."
"I'm Hiyori." She says, shaking his hand. "It's nice to meet you too. This is my dog, Hayate." Hiyori holds up the shiba puppy.
"Should we travel with each other, just to stay safe? The man that killed us should still be around."
"Yeah. That seems like a good idea."
"The alley will be our base." Todoroki says.
"Got it."
After that, Hiryori and Todoroki walk back to the alley. The sun soon sets, and the two of them fall asleep.

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Chapter 3: Child's Heart
June 21, 2021
Nagasaki, Japan
Hiyori's eyelids fluttered open. In front of her was a little girl with short cropped brown hair in a pale blue dress who looked to be about nine years old.
"Ah, is big sister is awake now? That's good. I feel scared out here all alone."
She glanced next to her to see Todoroki sleeping soundly. She nudged him. No response. She nudged him harder. No response. She punched him.
"Ow, hey!! What was that for??"
"You wouldn't wake up."
"Who's the little girl?"
"I don't know."
Todoroki stared at her for a while. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Look at her neck," he whispered to Hiyori.
"You better not be thinking perverted things, Todor--" she stopped as she saw it. A small black D.
"What's your name, kid?" Todoroki asks.
"How would she--"
"I call myself Touka, though I don't really know my name. I woke up in the middle of the street and I thought it was dangerous, so I ran to this alley and saw big sister, big brother, and a puppy all sleeping. I was going to wake you up, but you both looked tired."
"Todoroki, you stay here with Touka. I'm gonna go check the news." Hiyori said, picking up Hayate.
"Okay."
Hiyori puts her hood up and runs down the street, stopping at the TV in the window.
"Early this morning, an eight year old girl was found dead in the middle of the street. There seems to have been a hit and run accident, as we could not find the person who had done it. Back to you Hiroaki."
Hiyori was running back to the alley when she saw a lost and found. She grabbed a pink hoodie and a orange hoodie and runs back. She sets the puppy down by Todoroki and tosses the orange hoodie at him. She then puts the pink hoodie on the little girl.
"Touka, make sure you always put your hood up when going out of this alley. You are going to stay with us now. You are actually supposed to be dead, just like me and Todoroki are." Hiyori says, showing Touka the D on her own neck.
"That sounds pleasent, Hiyori, telling a little girl she should be dead."
"I am not little! I am eight and a half years old! At least I think so..." Touka says, giving a pout.
"Whatever you say. Anyway, this alley is home now."
"Okay."
Todoroki puts on his sweatshirt.
"Um..."
"What is it Touka?"
"I told you guys my name, so what is your guy's names?"
"I am Hiyori, his name is Todoroki, and the dog is Hayate."
"Okay." She glances at the puppy, "come here, Hayate."
The little puppy glances nervously at Hiyori, and then waddles over to Touka.
"Now, what should we do about food?"