The False Life of Akira

Love me, do I deserve it?

Akira puts his body under the shower letting the water droplets hit his body, occasionally he always holds his head why it seems like there is something missing from his memory but not what it is.

Her hands clutched firmly with the shower clutches" why the more I tried to remember the more my head hurt !!" For Akira to jack up every inch of his face, scrutinizing every inch of his face.

Lemas why the body becomes limp

Growing down, he immersed his body in the water in the bathtub “ Lagian what men mean tadu.." he said astonished with a worried attitude.

The memory continues to swirl it is true that he is wrong in fact why seeing the look of his face makes a feeling of awakening but not affection but envy that is very deep in the akira drum supporting his face on the back up side.

The feeling of wonder was slowly dissipated replaced by a feeling of linu in his stomach, something like flowing from behind his thigh his stomach hurt like in a thousand needles "blood ?" His voice rounded his eyes as the water turned red.

" KYAAA" he shouted.

On the same page, Dio seemed astonished to hear akira's trembangan, he ran towards the window of Akira anxiously "Aki kak . . Akira's sister!!" Call him anxious but no word at all.

The morning when the sun had not yet appeared, when the dawn had not yet appeared.

The loud sound of night insects clinging to make a girl who was just awake from her sleep walk panting with an infusion hose that is still stuck on her arm.

" WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME MY BODY WAS IN AN INFUSION?" she said slowly holding her head which was throbbing pain.

The clock shows at 7:00 two people walking hand in hand into a blue room, a slow push when opening the door to greet the girl who was struggling with paper and pencil colors.

" Morning!!" His greeting is friendly.

Haru squinted his dislike eyes as the infusion hose and syringe scattered on the floor with ravages, he snatched his image making akira look sharp.

" Aki what are you doing? Do you know not to torture yourself! Karna . ._- ” his speech was cut off by akira.

" What's the matter?" Horror views.

" If you don't try to love yourself, then you'll never be loved," said Haru holding an intravenous alley tidying up the room, Akira's eyes sharpening him chuckling softly at his cute stone.

" Akira Stop! Your hand will be hurt with a syringe!!" Dio grunts Akira's body anxiously stopping the temporary tantrum from him.

" Brother akira! I love you so good boy yah” refer Dio with his pupy eyes style.

" BRAKH"

" CLOT"

The sound of falling objects chime with the floor, akira propping up next to her face. His hands clutched tightly against the side of the table.

" LOVE ME DON'T JOKE.

Since long ago I have never been loved and until anytime will not be loved because it is just a dream," Angry Akira hit and slammed objects that he can reach. Hitting his chest in anger, haru lurched back and his face hit the end of the door of blood coming out of his forehead.

" Yak has calmed down. . .!!" He rubbed akira's blue hair.

Walking slowly he rubbed his rough lips and left the room thwarted dio and akira there who were washed away in silence.