1 A Fujioshi's Death

2 am in the morning...

"....more~~!" The obedient man moaned under his breath. His face reddened like a rose from the pressure repeatedly pulling in and out of his sensitive lower region. His mouth gaped for air and his eyes shot open in a second as drool and tears followed. He let out a small cry of ecstasy before wrapping his arms around his partner's broad shoulders. "Ah. . . senpai, I love you!"

His nails dug into his partner's skin but instead of pain, his partner growled. The gentle guy gasped. "You got bigger~!"

On the other side was a lady in her early twenties, grinning and clapping her hands. Her ship has officially sailed! "Ah, who knew his life got better after all that chaos! I knew he wasn't straight from the very beginning! Those seme vibes he gives are all false! He is a hundred percent uke!"

For straight three years, it was just a constant push and pull from both sides of the ship but this anime finally pulled a smart move! She smiled in glee but when she unconsciously turned her head, she caught a horrible glimpse of herself on the mirror, even of the reflection of a clock stuck on the wall opposite the mirror. Her jaw dropped in surprise. Black bags have formed beneath her blood shot eyes. The cheese powder from the chips have smeared on her cheeks and pajama. Worse, it was already 2:15 in the morning! Her stomach growled as well. "Oh my gosh!"

Reality dawned into her head. In the real world, she works as a busy pharmacist in a hospital! It was a really stressful work but it had already been three years since she started. Confidence brimmed in her soul. One might as well consider her a veteran unniversity student and an experienced clinical pharmacist! "I'm used to it, fifteen more minutes and I can watch the end of this anime! I'm crying!"

Little did she know, the next few hours were busier than her usual busy days. A tragic multiple car crash in the beginning of spring has happened and at the same time, the hospital has to quickly prepare all the back up drugs and scheduled prescriptions in advance to ensure no lack of crash carts in the whole area! How was she going to prepare drugs for daily prescriptions as well as cope up with the inventory?

"Code Blue!"

"Code Orange!"

Several announcements can be heard echoing from the stereos. But each echo have felt like a drumstick hitting against her. Her head ached terribly as she massaged her temples. There was still a huge order of prescriptions to mix in aseptic conditions and that required a high amount of concentration and hard work. She and her colleagues also have to do it fast! It can't be helped.

She did not have breakfast in the morning as she came in late. Worse, lunch time has already passed and she still was not done. "Just a few more minutes," she murmured to coax her self. Her eyes glanced sideward and saw that they were already finished with at least three quarters of the given prescriptions for the current order due at 1400 hours sharp, giving her a constant sigh of relief exiting her chapped lips. Her hands started to lose heat however and felt colder and colder as every millisecond passed. Her face paled. She tried to shrug the pain off.

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Well, she shouldn't have just ignored it. In the beginning, immediate relaxation dwelled into her as soon as the woman later took her lunch break. Everything felt fine. But little did she know that her way of living have caused a built-up of stress on her body rapturing some veins on her head. The night she laid to rest was her last day in earth.

At least that was how the voice told her while she watched herself on a pop-up screen.

Everything sounded so real but at the same time was a little too fishy for the woman to accept. How could she die immediately? She was too young and was unable to experience anything in life. "I have been a member of the No Boyfriend Since Birth club but I didn't think it would be until death!" She screamed. "Additionally, I have just graduated from college not too long ago!" The image of her parents and siblings appeared in her mind. Then all the people she made friends with in her entire life. Tears of regret automatically streamed down her face. "My family! My parents are still paying their house m-mortgage. I was supposed to help put my siblings to college! I-I can't just leave like this! My life insurance is not even worth much to cover my parent's retirement nor each of my siblings' college tuition fees! Oh gosh why did my last day contain yaoi and work? Ugh! I- I- I-" she was losing her words as her mind crumbled in regret.

But there was no response.

In her eyes, her world started to darken in despair. The feeling of helplessness begun to crawl into her mind. Physically, her knees shook as she collapsed flatly on the floor. She spread her arms and legs away from her body as if attempting a yoga pose can help ease her chaos.

No one can help you at your weakest point, my lifetime warning really is true. But still, can't I at least do something about this situation? She thought to herself.

Her chest tightened. Deep inside her soul, she had an urge to try talking once again until hope shows at least a fast glint in her eyes. Though she knew she had no right to bargain with heaven, the woman felt more desperate than when she was scrapping every cent of money to quickly pay off her debt and be able to put some on her savings at the same time. "Please? My student loans are all taken care off. Good thing I was excited to write my will. Please miraculously hand my bank account and investment accounts and password to my parents. They know how to fix it. I will not ask for anything more."

Finally, a small giggle occured, chiming into her ears like music. It was a mischievous voice that seemed to belong to a child but hope was hope. "Sure but how about this, you will enjoy a life in one of your fantasies before you come back here? You see your imaginations from when you were alive were so funny!"

She quickly wiped her tears off her face, roughly brushing her cotton hoodies against her smooth face without care. She was dead anyways. "What?" The whole time she was serious and overwhelmed but that person, whoever or whatever it was seemed to only find her entertaining as if she was simply just a legendary, A-List actress portraying her role with her entire being.

"Oh and I'll give you the option of getting a dimensional space imbedded at the back of your left wrist. Nice right? Alright! Enjoy your trip!"

"Wait, who the heck are you?"

"No time for that if we don't want to get caught!"