The two males entered the house. It was dark. Doll reached for the light switch and turned the lights on, revealing a large dining room. A long fancy dark-coloured table with comfy-looking chairs are on the center. Sparkling chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
"I'm home~" Doll chirped in excitement. The two confused basket ball players looked around. It was silent. But it was suddenly cut off by an old man's voice. Then, an old man wearing a tuxedo appeared out of nowhere. Causing Kazunari to jumped.
"My apologies, it seems like I scared your friends, m'lady." He spoke in a calm voice. "No worries, Takao-chan~ There's nothing to be scared about." Doll reassured him, still smiling sweetly. Kazunari felt relieved but it was quickly faded as they heard a loud bark.
"Oh my, I think Dracula-chan is hungry... You didn't fed him?" Doll asked the old man. Dracula?! "I am terribly sorry, m'lady. I was afraid to be eaten alive. His chains are becoming weak. And he could break it anytime soon." The old man said with a hint of fear in his once calm voice.
Another loud bark echoed. Followed by heavy running footsteps. Not very long, they spotted a black werewolf glaring at them.
(A/N: I know it's ridiculous and impossible to have a pet werewolf in real life and in Japan but please bear with me. I love imagining impossible things ^_^)
"Oh! Dracula-chan!" Doll exclaimed but instead of fear, it was excitement. The old man immediately stood in front of Doll, wanting to protect her. "Watari-chan? What are you doing? You're scaring him." Doll innocently said. Midorima quickly pulled Doll closed to him, away from the monster.
"We're gonna die! I don't wanna die! Shin-chan!" Kazunari started panicking. The werewolf slowly crawled towards them, watching every move. Then, the werewolf suddenly charged at them. At Doll.
"Ackerman!" Midorima gasped.
Then they stopped. The werewolf stared at Doll's eyes. Dracula's once angry eyes softened. He started licking his master's cheek.
"Oh, Dracula-chan~ You silly monster." She giggled, patting the werewolf's head. Midorima slowly walked towards them. Shin-chan, you moron! He hates strangers! Don't come near him!
"Shinta-chan, don't. He's still jealous. Aren't you, Dracula-chan?"
"Jealous?"
Doll patted his head making him purr. "Now, now. Go back upstairs, Dracula-chan." She said. The werewolf obeyed and ran back upstairs. "I'm sorry for that. It's just that... I'm not used to having visitors..." Doll nervously smiled.
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After having a meal, Midorima and Kazunari went to their homes. Midorima laid on his bed. His body and brain were exhausted. And images of Doll kept on coming to his mind.
Stop it... Why are you thinking about her? She's just an ordinary girl... And she's younger than you...
Midorima let out a sigh, closing his eyes. Falling into a deep sleep.
There he stood. Covered in darkness and an eerie silence. He looked around yet saw only darkness. Until a light was shone to something. To someone. A familiar silver-haired girl stood on the spotlight. She was wearing a white short dress that has blood stains on it.
Midorima gave her a confused look. "Ackerman?" He asked with confusion. He looked closely. He couldn't see her eyes since it was too dark and some of her hair are covering them. But he could see her cheeks with crystal tears rolling down. However, her lips formed a small soft smile.
Which made Midorima more confused. "Ackerman??" He asked again. Yet Doll didn't responsed. No reply. No response. No answer. Nothing. None. Midorima got impatient. He walked towards her. He placed his hands on her shoulder and shakes her. Calling out her last name multiple times.
Then suddenly, her head fell off. Midorima's eyes widen.
"GAAHHHH!"
Midorima quickly sat up, panting hard. It was... just a nightmare...
