The most voted suggestion was B1 ( you start a healthy relationship with May but Katsu finds you and kidnaps you and kills May.) I'm sorry Microwaveness and all those who wanted any of the other choices but don't worry there will be more decisions in the future! ﾟ*｡(･∀･)ﾟ*｡

May drove me across town finally stopping in the middle of a neighborhood similar to my old one. This one seems a bit more rough, though.

Drug dealers roamed the street and, without hesitation, would sell out in the open. Prostitutes, open for business in the middle of the night, watch us drive by. Some sneered at the cherry red convertible but the majority stood with vacant eyes. May says nothing and continues down the empty road.

We drive for five more minutes with the same scenery before May turns into a long stretch of road leading somewhere over the horizon. The sun is just coming over, enough to blind me.

"We're almost there. I promise." May states, noticing my restlessness. We'd been driving for a good two hours non-stop. The top of the car is put up so I crack open a window to let the tense air in the car to move a little. We've passed the industrial part of town and forest now surrounds us. May still hasn't told me why she's helping me. If I were her I would probably just have left someone like me behind. But not only has she helped me escape from Katsu, she's letting me stay with her. A complete stranger. Of course, I'm used to strange women and girls wondering my apartment, before and after Haru's death. Rio would occasionally bring home women for the night, though it was rare. Looking at May now she doesn't look like the type to hire a man or women's service but then again just met her.

I stare at her a bit longer. The sun in front of us giving me a better view of her high cheek bones and dew drop freckles on her face. She has a heart shaped face that is accented well by her fiery mane that matches her personality. Bustier then me (or if you're busty or are male then ignore this!) she fills out nicely in her black dress. She is very attractive and a strange feeling, like when one of your limbs falls asleep, starts in my stomach.

"Need something, hon?" May's voice startles me. I blush when I realize I was still staring at her. Her blue eyes are amused as she smirks back at me. She must have seen me checking her out just like she did when we first met.

"No," I say back in a clipped tone. May just laughs at that and that kind of relaxes the strained atmosphere. I grin at her and chuckle at my own embarrassment.

I look toward the road again to see a sudden outline of a huge iron gate silhouetted by the rising sun. My mouth opens in amazement. The fence continues to the left and right for what seems like forever in both directions. Behind the fence, though, is what really catches my eye. A house, bigger then Haru's, stands alone. It's tall and proud with five stories and hundreds of acres of flowing grass. It's such an out of place to have an estate. There are no other buildings down this road for many miles so the manor stands alone against the heavy vegetation of the forest.

"Home sweet home."I can't be sure but I think I hear the bitterness in May's voice. She takes one hand off the wheel to wave at the guard at the gate. The guard only nods back then presses a button to open the gate. I've never seen a gate open by itself. My surprise and intrigue must show on my face because May giggles then closes my open mouth for me. I shoot her a glare but have to struggle to hide my smile.

There are many garage doors, however only two are open. When May notices this she curses under her breath. I give her a curious look.

A man in a very formal black tie uniform opens the two front doors in a huff. The red hue on his face extends back to his receding hairline.

"Madam Mary! The mistress of the house requires your audience at once. Your behavior is inexcusable and will not be tolerated in this household!" The man, a butler I would assume, yells out in one breath. I can't stop from giggling at May's real name. It's her turn to glare at me.

I'm sensing a pattern.

"Ah yes. (Y/n), I would like to introduce you to Burt, my family's butler or the equivalent to a second mother, depending on who you ask." May sticks her tongue out at Burt to which his eyes widen and frown deepens. She steps out of the car first then I follow soon after.

May and Burt are already walking up the front steps by the time I'm finished gawking at the size of the mansion up close. The two cars I can see in the garage are both sleek black cars that are probably worth more than my past two apartments combined.

"And who is this? Another tramp? The mistress will not be pleased." I open my mouth to correct him but May is already explaining, rather harshly, that I'm not her girlfriend or anything alike. Burt shakes his head like he doesn't believe her but doesn't argue further.

As we walk inside I'm greeted with a blast of cold air. It's completely silent. It doesn't sound like anyone's home until a woman in her late forties rushes into sight at the top of the double staircase in front of us. A black Great Dane runs down the stairs to grett May and sniff me. The woman places the back of her wrist delicately on her forehead like she posing for the photo rather than greet her daughter.

"I was worried sick! Do you know what time it is? I thought I told you that you couldn't go to that party! You are grounded until further notice." The women put her tiny hands on her hips trying to look angry but instead just looks slightly annoyed.

"I'm sorry. Something came up. It won't happen again." May sounds as if she's reading off a script. The woman turns her hawk-like gaze to me, giving me a once over. Unlike May's, this one feels like she's judging everything about me in a ten-second time span.

"My, my what a disappointment. Usually, the homo brings home a prettier girl but I guess May's gotten desperate for the company." I gasp but May just walks away, clearly use to the insult. As May passes me she gives my an apologetic look before walking under the stairwell balcony. The dog follows us, trying to get May to pet him. I read on his collar that his name is Dorian. What an odd name for a dog.

She takes a series of turns until we end up at a very ornate white door. May places her hand on the door knob but doesn't turn it. Instead, she speaks so softly that I have trouble hearing her.

"I didn't mean for you to meet her before I could explain. My mother wasn't always this way. She was....nice, so please don't get mad at her." Without waiting for a reply May swings the door open to reveal a cave like room. The shades are drawn and the walls are painted a heavy shade of navy blue. Band posters cover the walls and some of the floor, where my room was mainly inhabited by my drawings.

A large stereo system sits across from the equally large bed. CDs decorate the inside of the unused fireplace. The scent mint is subtle with the heady smell of marijuana. I wrinkle my nose at the skunk smell. Haruki would always smoke a joint after a night of 'love' from one of his girlfriends. I could never find his stash, though.

On the bed an odd assortment of novels splay out past the comfeter onto the floor. I try to get a closer look but May stops me.

"This is my room. You are not allowed in it unless...no wait, your not allowed under any circumstances to enter my domain, got that?" She looks me straight in the eye to make sure I understand. I nod, a bit disappointed.

"Good, ok." May walks down the hall to the next door over. 'This is your room."

She opens the door to what could very well be a broom closet compared to her room. It has just enough room to store a twin sized bed, full-length mirror, and a wobbly dresser. There's no carpet, only the generic marble that continues out into the rest of the house.

I can tell May is trying to irritate me so I act as if this is the best room I've ever been given.

"Oh my goodness! This is all mine? No, it can't be! Really?"

I gush. I see May frown in the corner of my eye and have to stop myself from smirking. It only lasts a second, though.

"Thank you. For....saving me...and giving me a place to live." I look down at the ground, ashamed I have to be saved all the time. May huff out a breath and turns her head away in annoyance but slight blush colors her cheeks.

"Yeah, whatever. I would have saved anyone from that psychopath. Don't feel special." She crosses her arms and walks back to her room, shutting the door behind her. Despite her attitude, I know she does on some level she does care. I mean why else would she give me a room at her house if she didn't? Now I can only hope it this doesn't end up like the last time I lived with someone else.

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"Sorry, you aren't what we're looking for right now."

A dry August breeze pulls some of my loose hairs to stick on my sweaty face. That was the last place on this block that wouldn't even consider me for a job. And now I sit in May's Sunday best hand-me-downs at a public bus stop waiting for the evening bus.

When I was living with Katsu and his mother I cooked so I didn't feel like I was freeloading. But May's family has a staff of twenty to cook and clean so I couldn't offer to do that. Which is why my pride doesn't let me use one of their many cars. I feel that would be too much when they already feed, cloth and let me sleep in their house.

My phone buzzes in my pocket. I look to see that it's a message from May.

Hey, Hon. How was the interview?

I text back that it was a complete bust and describe the manager that interviewed me with a few choice words.

You don't need a job anyway. My fams got ya covered. Come back home I'M SO BORED.

I smile down at my phone. May and I only met a few months ago but after the first couple of days, it was like we were friends since birth. I've even had to stop myself from acting too familiar. I've had the urge to say 'I love you' when we hang up on the phone or say goodnight to each other. She's in my thoughts a lot lately now and I don't know why.

Her mother sleeps until noon but stays up past midnight because I found out that it's May's father that has the high paying job, not her. She and May avoid each other like the plague. I don't mind, whenever they do talk, it's explosive.

A familiar smell sends chills down my spine. Oranges and copper. I sit up straight and look around the crowded bus stop. An old woman sits, hobbled over in her seat, to my left and an Asian guy about my age listens to music on my right. No one seems to notice my sudden panic. It's been a while since I've had an attack in public. For the first week at May's, my nights were filled with nightmares of Katsu finding me and strangling me or cutting my legs off. Some nights I couldn't go back to sleep but somehow May would hear my heart racing and come in to comfort me. She was my savior, still, is. After my third night, she revoked the 'don't go into my room' rule so now when I have a nightmare I sleep in her room with her. Her bed is big enough to fit a dozen of us, however, I will wake up in the morning hugged up to her side. I ignore the butterflies in my stomach, just thinking about sleeping next to her.

I haven't seen Katsu since that dreadful party at Haru's in April and I never want to again. I can't believe I ever though I might love him. He's crazy, as May keeps telling me.

I'm starting to think he had something to do with both Yuki nad Haruki's death. It could have been a coincidence that they both died after I began to talk to Katsu.

The evening bus comes bustling down the congested road to it's stop. I stand up with the others next to me. A shadow darts into an alleyway making me shoot my head in that direction. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't paranoid when out in public alone. May didn't approve of it either but I was only out for a little over two hours today.

I get up onto the bus when I get a call from May. It's a short bus ride to her house so I end it. I'll talk to her in ten minutes anyway. Immediately, she calls back again.Maybe she's butt dialing me. She never calls and rarely twice in a row. I answer.

"(Y/n), you need to come home NOW. I don't want to freak you out because of your attacks but...just hurry."

"Ok. I'm on the bus now. There is three stop before mine. Calm down." I hear a muffled crash in the background.

"Are you ok? What was that? May?" She doesn't reply for a few seconds and when she does she sounds out of breath; terrified. Suddenly, the call is ended.

The bus couldn't go any slower. I needed to know May was fine. The thought of her panicking set me on edge. This is the first time I wish I would have taken on of her cars.

My stop eventually arrives and I rush out barely remembering to grab my purse before hopping in the limo to take me down the long driveway. Burt says nothing but starts the car. He hates that I live with them, an outsider.

I try calling May but just get the voicemail again.

"Drive faster, please!" I yell from the back seat. Burt glares at me from the rearview mirror ,though, he speeds up anyway. Before Burt even stops the limo I'm out of the car and up the stairs. I throw open the doors to find anything normal. Silence and chilling air. The silence isn't as comforting as it usually is. I jog to May's room.

I don't find her in there so I go to check my room but a whisper stops me. I look more carefully. May lays huddled on the floor by her curtain covered windows. I race over to her.

"May, what's wrong?" She only whimpers and curls in tighter.

"Are you hurt?" I ask in a softer voice. She shakes her head, no. "Then why are you scared?"

She says nothing just points at the far wall. Confused, I turn to see what she's pointing at. I almost vomit at the scene. Dorian, ripped open from chin to pelvis bleeds out on May's floor. Written above him in what can only be his blood reads, 'She's mine'.

 I stumble back and fall next to May. Tears fall down both our cheeks. We sit there for a while neither one of us wanting to walk past Dorian. I can't even look at it but I know we can't stay here forever so I take May by the arm put her head against my chest to shield her sight. May doesn't protest. I stop one of the wondering maids and tell her to clean May's room. I grab pillows and blankets from my room and take everything to one of the many guest bedrooms on another floor. I lay May on the bed first and wrap her gently in a blanket. In every room are a stereo and tv so I turn the stereo on to play soft music. I know how music can calm May down significantly. And soon May has relaxed a little. I play with her hair, trying to be the strong one but Dorian's dead body scared me half to death. Who would kill a dog? Is that maniac still in the mansion?

Abruptly, May sits up and captures my lips with her. Surprised, I don't react for a second but then I melt in her arms. The warm feeling in my stomach flows up to my lips making it feel like a dream. May parts and looks at me with hooded eyes.

"I think this is the worst time to confess but..." A strangled noise comes echo slightly. I ignore it, waiting for May to say it. Say 'I love you'. Instead, she looks around the empty room frantically. "Did you hear that?" I shake my head. I try to bring her attention back to me by placing my hand on her face, rubbing gentle circles.

"Do...you...think Katsu found us?" She whispers. My hands freeze where they are.

My chin wobbles and a sharp pain cuts through my chest. My neck tights to stop my breathing. My vision is black at the edges. This is the fastest a panic attack has set in. I know I'm about to pass out but just as I lose consciousness a cold voice rises from under the bed.

"Aren't you two adorable."