desire for existence { marco | 3 }

Chapter 15:Final dream

*small time skip*

Third pov

A loud slam was heard throughout the hallway of Marco's house. The good thing was, was that Victoria was staying with one of her friends, so Marco & Kira didn't have to worry about waking her up. Kira let out a loud gasp as Marco roughly nibbled on her neck, his hot breath sending chills down her spine. Kira friskily taken her jacket off, and tossed it on the ground somewhere. Marco picked Kira up by her legs, and fully lead her towards his bedroom. He threw her onto the bed, and was on her within seconds. The two sat there, panting and staring at each other. Kira reached up, and cupped his face. Marco held the hand that cupped his cheek, and kissed it. 

Marco finally leaned in, and kissed her. He found himself becoming entranced by her. He wanted to have her all to himself. He didn't want any other guy to touch her. He often felt like this whenever the two share a moment like this between themselves, either that or he felt like this whenever he has seen Kira cry. He's just naturally protective of everything that he cares about, that being Kira at this very moment. He loved her. He adored her. And he'd do anything it takes if anyone has made her upset, or angry in any way. He'd probably kill a man if something had happened to Kira.

'Wait, what?'

Marco's mind was suddenly stuck in a dark place. He could feel himself still dissolving into Kira, but it was like he was having an outer-body experience. The thought of him killing again had just...really tripped him out. His conscious looked over to one side of the room, and saw himself standing in a warehouse, surrounded by dead, mangled up bodies. He saw himself holding a myriad of weapons, all of which being bloodied, or even having some pieces of flesh or organs stuck on it. The murderous side of him grinned at his conscious, before disappearing into the wind. His conscious then looked over to the memory of him seeing Kira kill Kyona through the same methods of torture that were used on her (Kira). 

"Marco?"

'Whoa!'

All of a sudden, Marco was back inside his body, on top of Kira. Marco realised that Kira wasn't wearing a shirt anymore, only her bra & jeans. "Is...everything okay? I've been calling out to you for a bit now.." Kira pointed out. Marco shook his head, "Its nothing. I just had a weird outer-body experience is all, yoi." Kira yawned, "Can we go to bed? I'm really tired...I don't feel like it tonight." Marco nods sleepily, "Sure, if that is what you want, yoi. Do you wanna burrow something from Victoria, yoi?" he asked. "I think my big tits would break her shirt, I'm fine with using one of your shirts." Marco chuckled, "Sure, go & take your pick, yoi." Marco got off her, so that she could go & pick one of Marco's shirts. In all honesty, he hoped she wanted to use one of his shirts, as it means that he gets her scent afterwards.

'Her scent is better than cocaine, yoi.'

Marco got dressed into pyjamas, and looked over to Kira, and saw that she was wearing a old black shirt, and panties. The shirt was too big on her, but it looked cute either way. She ambled over to the bed, and laid down next to him. He switched the light off, and they both fell asleep in each others arms.

*dream*

Marco looked around, and found himself outside the mafia clubhouse. All the lights were off, making the place seem ominous, and nerve-wracking. There were no cars around, and there was a low curtain of edgy mist. With each step Marco took, the mist would make way for him. He opened the door to the inside of the mafia clubhouse, and got the chills when all he saw was his looming shadow, and the dust particles inside the clubhouse. He walked in, and shut the door. He searched around for the light switch, trying to find some source of illumination.

"Where's the light when you need it, yoi.." Marco grumbles. Finally, he touched what felt like a light switched, and got a good grip of it. He flipped the switched, and watched as his world around him flickered on. But what he saw, wasn't all about sunshine & rainbows.

Corpses littered the whole premises. Mangled, bloody & chopped up corpses to be exact. Marco couldn't believe his eyes. Everywhere he looked, he saw someone he recognised covered in blood & life threatening wounds. Haruta had large nails coming out of his body. Izo was hanging from the ceiling by one of his silk kimonos. Thatch laid smack down on the bar table, with glass shard coming out of his head. Ace was burnt to a crisp. Itami had severe gashes all over her model figure body, and there was a pool of blood surrounding her. All of his friends were dead.

It made Marco suddenly feel empty. It made him feel useless. Why couldn't he save them? If he were there, would they have been still alive? All these questions that whirlpooled inside Marco's head made him fall to his knees, and break down. Hot tears fell from his tears, and landed with a sizzle on the ground. He covered his face with his hands, and let out some sobs here & there. "My....family.." he whimpered, "What...WHAT HAPPENED!?" He cried before unleashing a waterfall of tears. 

A seductive chuckle broke the melancholy aura. Marco's head shot up, and he looked around for the person. As he looked, a red figure had moved out of the corner of his eye each time he moved. Finally when his eyes settled, Marco let out a yelp when zooming up to Marco, was a haunting figure. It was Kira. She wore a ruffled red dress, and had her hair curled, and tied back by a red scrunchie. She hung from the ceiling through thin wires that were stabbed through her joints. Painted on her face was rosy red cheeks, purple stripes that stretched from the bottom of her eyes to the top of her mouth, and bright red lipstick. Before Marco could even react, Kira let out a inhumane screech, which made him stumble onto the ground.

'Dear god what the hell, yoi!?'

Kira let out a earthquake-causing cackle. She extended her arms, and floated above Marco. Growing out of the edges of her fingertips, was large, sharp talons, all shining with a threatening gleam. Kira slowly hovered down towards Marco while still laughing, and clicking her talon together in rhythm to 'Twinkle Twinkle Little Star'. Finally when Kira was close enough, she leaned in, and whispered: 

"You're next."

*dream end*