(Soul mate marker is an image important to the couple)

(Y/n) finished her shift at the coffee shop and was locking up, she was tired.
The town she moved to was said to be dangerous, especially from the amount of warrior houses around.
The (e/c) eyed female disregarded the rumors and locked the front door to the shop, she felt her blood run cold as eyes watched her.

The female turned around to see a figure on the sidewalk opposite the street from her.
A well built man with bunny ears.
He had white hair that caught the moonlight, his eyes were black in the sclera but red in the iris.
She could see his toned muscles from his lack of clothing.
He wore black short shorts that seemed to be kept on by suspenders, collar and cuffs that looked like they were part of a stripper costume, a huge puffy tail and heels.

His eye never left (y/n)'s figure, she saw a glint of metal behind him.
That's when she realized he had swords stuck in his tail.
(Y/n) quickly went back into the cafe and locked the front door down, she went up to the extra room above the shop and called her boss.
She told the boss about what she saw, the crazed bunny man.
Her boss let her use the apartment above the coffee shop for the night.
The (h/c) haired female loved rabbits to be honest, but that man put off a deadly air.
Like he was some sort of psychopathic killer.

The next day, (y/n) went right back to work.
She was still jumpy about the night before, she still felt the bunny man's eyes looking at her.
The news that morning told of some walking corpses found around town, the corpses were of the men who harassed her the previous day.
She could not help but feel a little bit sorry for the men but sexual harassment was an issue.

(Y/n) wondered if her soul mate could do anything to help her, to make her feel better in a situation like this.
She looked into the mirror of the break room at her soul mate marker, a cute little bunny marker.
The woman could not help but have her thoughts run back to the man last night.
He was a rabbit, he was oddly handsome.
She shook the thought from her mind quickly and went back to work.
Business as usual.

The one good thing about the town was meeting interesting people.
A man with ox's horns who seemed to be a decent warrior and was polite.
A good natured old man with ram horns and his granddaughter.
A woman who was very pasicfistic.
The day was very pleasant.
Except when dusk fell.
The feeling of those red eyes creeped across (y/n)'s skin.

The woman looked to the front window and her eyes widened in a little shock plus some fear.
The bunny man was back, this time he was dripping in blood.
Her eyes were locked with his as she heard some squeaking, his fingers were running across the glass.
She broke eye contact to see what he wrote.

'Hello'

He put his bloody hand under the word and left a print.
The grin he had on his face was scary and somewhat attractive at the same time.
He held his other hand against the glass, as if he wanted to break the glass to get to the woman.
(Y/n) fearfully scampered up to the apartment and peeked out the window, the white haired man was staring right up to her with the same grin he had on.
The female locked the windows of the apartment and called her boss again, her boss let her stay another night.
The woman came early the next morning and found the blood printed message on the front window along with the handprint.

She went up to the apartment and found her employee had not slept at all the previous night.
The older woman decided to let her employee have the day off for her health.
Dawn had not yet broken on the town and (y/n) knew the bunny man was still nearby, she could hear his heels clicking.
Her boss heard the clicking of the heels too, she let her employee stay in the apartment until she can go safely home.
They cleaned the window when day broke and (y/n) was allowed to go home, the (h/c) haired woman walked home with a tired expression on her face.

She heard the clicking of heels when she started to doze off mid walk, those red eyes looked into hers as she fell asleep.
The words she heard would have chilled someone else but she somehow found comfort in them, especially from his voice.
"Warrior of the rabbit, killing psychotically and for my soulmate: Usagi."

She found herself in her home, the balcony door was wide open and she was in her room.
Red eyes were in her line of sight as the bunny man stared at her, he was quietly watching her.
(Y/n) jolted up and scooted away from the rabbit man.
He did not have his swords on him anymore, so she felt a little bit better with that knowledge.
"My new friend has woken up!", he beamed with a childish grin, "my most special friend!"

(Y/n) thought back to what he said when he caught her, warrior of the rabbit.
He was one of the zodiac houses, and the rabbit house no less.
"I am usagi, what is your name?", he asked reached out to take hold of her hand.
"(Y/n)", the female answered and looked to the image that was printed on his well developed arm.
A rabbit, the same as hers.
He was her soulmate.

"Usually a have to make people my friends by killing them. So you are my first living friend.", Usagi explained, "you see, I'm a necromantist. And I'm very lonely, but I have you now so I don't have to be as lonely anymore."
The bunny man, Usagi, Crept closer to (y/n) and put his nose against hers.
She felt his breath on her face.
"You will be my special friend right? I hear that soulmates can't hurt each other without harming themselves and I don't want to be hurt.", the white haired man spoke.
The woman felt unable to say no, so she nodded yes.
Usagi hugged and nuzzled into her warm neck, "I'm sorry for scaring you but I wanted to make sure my soul mate was safe from anyone who would want to hurt you."

(Y/n) was too tired to keep awake, she fell asleep in the arms of her soulmate.
A psychotic bunny man.
A necromantist.
A zodiac warrior.