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Bad ∞ End ∞ Night [Roleplay]

"H-Huh?" Yukiko was shocked at first her face still a blazing red. "Sure... I'd love to," Yukiko replied with a smile. Yukiko got up from her chair and grabbed Haru's hand.
 
Haru smiled and held the girl's hand, standing up. He took a few steps back, and grabbed Yukiko's other hand, as they danced
 
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Yukiko smiled as she danced with Haru. Yukiko was having a great time, and wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Not even the affection that she craved from Ayane that seemed to be so long ago.

Mitsuki smiled as she watched the two dolls dance together. "They look like they're meant to be," Mitsuki thought to herself. Mitsuki took another sip from what she was drinking. It tasted amazing to her.

- - - Post Merge - - -

Yukiko smiled as she danced with Haru. Yukiko was having a great time, and wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Not even the affection that she craved from Ayane that seemed to be so long ago.

Mitsuki smiled as she watched the two dolls dance together. "They look like they're meant to be," Mitsuki thought to herself. Mitsuki took another sip from what she was drinking. It tasted amazing to her.
 
"You're pretty good," Haru said, sobering up a bit, smile remaining. He looked into the girl doll's eyes, and they twinkled. "You know," He started, dancing with Yukiko a bit more. "In the past life, I could play the violin. You think I still could?" He asked
 
Yukiko looked into Haru's eyes. "Well yeah, if you did in your past life you could then you probably can now," Yukiko replied. Yukiko looked down for a moment, letting her hair fall into her eyes, she then lifted her head back up. Something came over Yukiko as her eyes locked with Haru's. Without thinking Yukiko got on her tiptoes and placed her lips up against Haru's, which would turn into her kissing him passionately.
 
Haru's eyes widened with suprise. He pulled away, saying, "Yuki-" But a feeling came over his, and kissed her back, bending down and tilted her chin up, the two sets of lips interlocking.
 
Yukiko fully enjoyed the kiss, letting her tongue be free in Haru's mouth for a moment. Yukiko suddenly realized what she was doing and pulled away. Yukiko's face turned a deep red as tears began to form in her eyes. "I-I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me..." Yukiko confessed, on the verge of tears. "Why am I so stupid...?" Yukiko thought to herself.
 
"Hey. It's alright," Haru said, rubbing Yukiko's cheek. "I'm pretty sure we both enjoyed that as much as the other," He chuckled. He then realized Mitsuki was sitting right next to them, as his face turned bright red. He ran off, to the attic. He opened the door and pulled a lightswitch, and sighed. He walked around, and saw coffins. "What the hell?" He said, deciding not to touch any. Haru then saw a violin in the corner. He would typically play it to relax, so he decided to grab it. He sat down, propping the instrument on his shoulder, as he began to play. It was a beautiful and sad tune, giving him the chills
 
Yukiko looked up at Haru with a face of hope. Yukiko watched Haru run off, "Hey w-wait!" Yukiko ran after him.
 
Haru continued to play the instrument, music poking through the door and spreading to the hall. He remembered the look in Yukiko's eyes. They looked different, they looked relateable. Something clicked in his mind when they kissed
 
Riku mumbled and turned in her sleep for some while, and woke up. She looked next to her, Ayane. "God..." she sighed, remembering half of the drunken acts. She rubbed her head, and slipped out of bed and into a sleeping gown. Riku gave Ayane a kiss on the forehead and unlocked the doo, walking into the kitchen. She heard a violin down the hall, and Yukiko close by. "Hey Yukiko, Mitsuki," she said, boiling up some water for tea. She poured herself a cup and sat down at the table across from Mitsuki, and rubbed her eyes again.
 
Mikan felt the rage build up inside her, no one loved her... Not even her husband. She walked down the hall to see the maid's bedroom door open. She looked inside to see Ayane sleeping on the bed. Mikan gritted her teeth. Everyone is in love apart from me! Mikan entered the room, closing the door behind her and locking it.
Ayane awoke, head pounding from all the alcohol. "Mi...kan?" She muttered, before sitting up, covering herself with a blanket. "W-What are you doing in here?"
"Ayane... How do you do it... How do you manage to seduce everyone?" Mikan asked, walking towards the smaller girl.
"W-What... I... I don't..." Ayane looked around for a second.
"Yes you do! And it's not fair!" Mikan dived at the girl, pinning her to the bed. "Tell me how!"
"I- I don't do-!"
"Are you some kind of succubus or something?!" Mikan growled, then grabbed the pillow next to the girl and forced it down over her head, smothering her. "It's not fair! It's not fair!"
Ayane couldn't breathe, but was to weak to fight the girl off.
 
Yukiko ran until she made it to the room Haru was in. Yukiko heard the violin get louder so when she was close she started to walk. Yukiko peaked her head into the room and watched as Haru played the violin. Yukiko entered the room and sat down next to Haru. "That's a lovely tune that you can play," Yukiko whispered into Haru's ear.

Mitsuki greeted Riku as she sat down across from her. Mitsuki had a mischevous grin starting to appear on her face. "Soo... What happened with you and Ayane?" Mitsuki smirked.
 
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Haru hadn't noticed Yukiko until she complimented him, suprising him. "Don't sneak up on me like that," He scolded, and set down the violin. "But thanks," he chuckled, and wrapped his arm around her shoulder
 
Riku's face turned bright red when she heard what Mitsuki said. "N-nothing! Nothing at all!" She lied, sweating a bit.
 
"I-I'm sorry," Yukiko replied at first. "You're welcome," the doll girl added. Yukiko smiled once she felt Haru's arm around her. "Where did you learn to play like that?" Yukiko asked.

"Oh my, something juicy must have happened. Do tell dear, do tell! I promise I won't tell the others," Mitsuki replied with a wink.
 
Mina started feeling bored so she started walking, not caring where she went, wondering she looked around. It appeared she was in a darkroom, slowly Mina tried to find the switch, "There it is!" turning it on she looked down to see the coffins, she then thought to herself, How did they end up here again? She sat down and began to think to herself.
 
"I'm telling you, nothing happened!" Riku insisted, pounding on the table with her fist, knocking over and breaking the tea cup. "Ughhhh..." She mumbled, her head feeling twice as heavy. She picked up the larger pieeces, and threw them away. Riku grabbed a few paper towels, wiping up the tea and bits of glass into her hand. She threw away the paper towel and glass, but her hand started to bleed. "Damnit," She spat, and rinsed her hand off, rushing to the bathroom for bandage
 
"My sister, Ri-" He stopped, remembering the maid introduce herself. "Riku..." He whispered. He shot up and ran out of the attic, and into the kitchen. "Riku!" He yelled, throwing his arms around her. "I've missed you so much..." he whispered, tears of joy in his eyes, then rolling down his face
 
"I was only being curious..." Mitsuki quietly stated. "I-I'm sorry..." Mitsuki replied. Mitsuki began to feel very guilty. "God damnit Mitsuki, you can't do anything right, can you? Maybe you should just get rid of yourself, at least for the time being." Mitsuki thought to herself. Mitsuki remembered something that she had kept hidden, something that she would only need in a time of need. Mitsuki got up from her place, tears began to swell up in her eyes. Mitsuki walked down the hallway, until making her way to her room.

Mitsuki opened the door, it let out a slight creak. Mitsuki walked on over to her bed, lifting up the matress. Underneath the matress was a gun, she swiftly picked it up. "I'm so sorry for ever existing," Mitsuki cried, tears were now falling heavily as a slight smile appeared across her face. Mitsuki pointed the gun to her head, then pulled the trigger.
 
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