Bokutachi wa Akuma: Chapter Five (Miku, Ryuu and Rin)

From the echoing hallway,  the sound of an electric guitar out of an amplifier could be heard quietly, playing an original rock tune. It was weeks after their final interview and Miku was his normal, quiet self, sitting in his room, practicing playing his instruments. At a young age, Miku had been taught how to play a various range of instruments. His favorite out of all of these was his life, the electric guitar. A passion grew in him, a calling for him to play for basically the rest of his life. In his room there were a few guitars on display in the very corner next to his dark wood desk, the rest remained in their cases in his closet. In the mix of instruments was one single bass guitar. It had been well used and yet it was somehow still in very good condition. After finding his passion, the bass was self-taught. This day, he played a new tune; playing the vocal notes of a new song he had written the week before.

At the end of the hall, he knew that's where Miku always liked to his room to be, but to Rin, someone being alone all the time was not good for the health. He stopped outside Miku’s door; he was hesitant in knocking at it, hoping he wouldn't get mad at him for interrupting.

“Miku?” he called out first, Rin had hoped that he would not have heard his name being called. The next moment the soft music had stopped playing Rin had gasped, he knew that Miku had heard him calling. Cocking his head back slightly, he knocked on the door with one knuckle, his voice softening. “Ryuu and I are going to the beach, did,” he paused a moment, knowing Riku’s answer already. “Did you want to come?” He asked anyways just to be polite.

The sound of the guitar being placed back in its stand was softly heard from behind the door. The door was then slowly opened; Miku's narrow, obviously beautiful Asian eyes peeked out innocently. He remained silent for a moment, biting his bottom lip softly.

“The beach?” Miku paused a moment, looking at the carpeted floor. He had thought a little to himself. Rin had not done his part in cleaning the house like he said he would, he had promised that he would vacuum the floor yet it never happened. “I would like to go, yes.” His deep, almost foreign like voice was soft and shy. Miku normally never talked unless his other friends were around; the friends as to which he was more comfortable speaking with.

A surprised yet content smile spread widely across Rin’s lips. He clapped his hands together in an excited stance. It was great news to hear that Rin actually wanted o do something with them.

“That's great Miku. Well hurry up and get ready, we’re going to leave soon.” Rin knocked on the door again before darting off down the hall to the kitchen to finish the snack preparations.

Rin had a small thermal bag filled with three small bottles of sweetened tea and a half a dozen Onigiri for their quick snacks; they were small yet they were very filling.

Miku closed the door slowly, turning the handle as he did to lessen the noise. His hand pressed against the edge of the door, guiding it gently to its closed position again.

“Why did I say yes?” Miku spoke softly to himself, whispering over his breath. He seemed almost sad, but he was anything but; in actuality, Miku was a very happy person. Pressing his back to the door, he leaned his head back, closing his apparent Asian eyes softly. He wanted to go, fresh air and maybe a gentle tan would be nice, but the fear of all these murders lately had him worried to go outside these days. Miku looked for his swim trunks, which he found at the bottom of his bottom drawer of his single dresser. It was obvious that they would have been there, considering that they have not been used in some time.

After a short search, he found a nice, large beach towel and his iPod and headphones, two necessities he could never could go without. He was going out, but had no intention with interacting with strangers; it was not in the contract to do so yet considering he was not chosen yet to be a celebrity. Anyone of them could be the killer and he was going to keep telling himself that for his own safety. After his small, black Adidas bag was packed up, he opened his bedroom door, quietly as he before, as if he was going to sneak out of the house.

He closed his door just as gently again, facing it closely; he contemplated if he wanted to change his mind or not. As soon as Miku turned around about to head down the hallway, a small, cute, little boy stood right behind him.

He had snuck up like a kitten and stood there with a bright smile on his lips, making him look like a kitten that wanted to be pet by its owner.

“Oh, Miku! I was just coming to ask if you wanted to come to the beach with us!” He was bight and full of energy; his high-pitched voice matched his cute baby-like face perfectly. “But Rin had already asked you I see!” He hopped up, turning around before darting down the hall to the front door.

Miku had gasped, standing up stiffly on his toes. He had not even heard that small boy walk up behind him. Rin had come from the room next to his, closing the door loosely, leaving just a crack open. He gave Miku a smile, heading off to the front door, gathering up with Ryuu. Miku had slung his small bag over his shoulder, lowering his narrow, almond shaped eyes to the floor.

“I'm coming.” No one had asked him anything, yet he spoke softly, almost solemnly. The fear of those murders had him a little on edge for the past couple months.

Meeting the other two by the door, they had already put their shoes on, waiting for Miku. A pair of slip on, black sandals, a light pair of shorts, and a light, plaid shirt, Miku had been dressed for the beach. The three of them had left their small, one floor home, to the car off in the parking lot off to the side. He had been of age for some time now, but Rin had only just got his full license. Packed into the car, the three headed off to the beach, which was over a half hour drive.

Once there, it was no disappointment. The parking lots were full; the streets were lined with pedestrians moving from the beach to the dining area. Ryuu had been hanging out the passenger window; smiling and waving to all the people as they slowly passed by them. Getting good feedback, Ryuu slipped back into his seat, happily satisfied he made others smile. Miku had been off in his own little world, his earphones in both ears, volume up loud enough to block out the sounds of the wind and the other two’s chitchat. He had been sprawled out in the back seat, leaning against the door. He was calm and collected now, music giving him a slight confidence to enjoy his day at the beach.

After finding a spot in the parking lot near the entrance of the beach, Rin had finally parked the car, looking to Ryuu and to the back seat to Miku with a dorky smile on his lips. Chatting amongst each other, Ryuu and Rin got out of the car first, walking around to the back of the car the gather their towels and lunch. Miku had slithered out of the car, keeping quiet and to himself; yet now only had only one headphone in his ear. Carrying his bag slung over his shoulder, he had followed behind the other two, listening to them chat about the possible new job they all had gotten.