Context: Sakura just killed someone for the first time after killing her best friend. Right now, she's part of the Armed Detective Agency, and she just ran to Chuuya's place since it was closer. P.S., Chuuya and Sakura have always been pretty close, and even though he's loyal to the Port Mafia, he's still friends with Sakura.
Let's get on with it!
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It was pouring. Though, she couldn't care less. There was only one thought going through her head.
*RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN-*
It took Sakura a moment to register where her own feet were taking her, but there was no going back now. She pounded on the door with her blood-covered hands. "Ch-Chuuya!" Her voice broke, she felt weak. Oh, so weak.
Her breathing quickened as she stared down at them.
Chuuya opened the door, eyes wide. "Sakura? What are you-?"
She collapsed into his arms, nearly breaking out into a sob. "Hey, look at me. Look at me, what happened?"
"I- I- Chuuya... I k-killed s-someone..."
Chuuya pressed his lips into a thin, fine line, knowing just how even the thought of such a thing traumatized her. "Ok, deep breaths." He helped her up and into his apartment. "Let's get you in the shower. I'll call Dazai."
