Extra: Angst warning! They aren't dating yet. 

Natsuki's POV
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"I wish you were dead so I didn't have to see your stupid face every day!" I yelled. I really didn't mean that, but, Yuri started it. Speaking of Yuri, she opened her mouth but before she could say anything I cut her off. "Don't even try making some retarded comeback! Maybe you should take my advice and just fucking kill yourself!" I yelled. Yuri took a step back. Shit, no that was too much. Her eyes are all watery, she looks like she's trying to hold in her tears the best she can. Seeing her looking like a kicked puppy hurts my heart, but it's not like I can do anything, I'm the one who yelled at her. "Yuri, I-" "Shut up," Yuri intercepted. "I hope your happy with yourself for picking a fight with me when all I did was say hello." She stated coldly before grabbing her book and walking out of the door. Monika and Sayori looked at me with disapproval. I didn't pay attention to them and stormed out of the clubroom myself.

Where would I be if I was Yuri right now? She wouldn't have tried to go home, she cares about how people see her, someone watching her cry in public would be the death of her. The most private place in the school would be the bathroom. I darted towards the direction of the stalls. Surely enough I heard sobbing on the other side of the door. I don't think she wants to see me of all people right now. I stalked away feeling guilty, I mean, we've always had a petty little rivalry, but I've never made her cry before. Honestly with all the shit bag insults I threw at her I was begining to think that making her shed a tear was impossible. Our fights escalated from literature to calling each other names. I've been in a bad mood since I woke up, all Yuri did was say hi and I turned it into some big scene.

Thankfully Papa didn't give two shits when I got home and told me just to go to my room, I managed to sneak some graham crackers up with me. (Hehe joke about the last name I gave Natsuki. Please laugh.) 

It's pretty late now. I should get to bed. I slipped into some more comfortable clothes and laid down in my sorry excuse for a bed. It didn't take long for me to doze off.

(P.S From here to the end, is in third person, or is it? K bye)

The shiny blade rested in the heart of the purple-haired, well, she was a girl no longer, just a lifeless corpse. Her dead eyes rested open, staring daggers into the horrified pink-haired girl. Natsuki rushed to her friends side, blinded with hope she could still have a chance of living. "Yuri?" Natsuki's voice sounded weak, scared, unstable, there's a lot of words for it, really. All of them just as sad as the last. "Yuri this isn't funny." Natsuki said still grasping a thin string of hope. "Please...." Natsuki whimpered, tears begining to well in her eyes. Natsuki grabbed the handle of the knife and pulled it from Yuri's heart. The red splattered on the knife and the unpleasant sounds that came from the corpse was what convinced Natsuki. "She's dead." A bodiless voice said softly. "I.. I didn't," Natsuki cut herself off with tears and whimpers as she held on to the lifeless body of who once was her enemy. "You didn't what dear? You didn't want this to happen?" The bodiless voice questioned. "I didn't want this..." Natsuki replied meekly. "Mmm. Last time I checked, you did. After all, she was only following your advice." The voice hissed sounding like it was directly by Natsuki's ear. "No... No I didn't mean that!" Natsuki shouted before breaking into sobs. "Then why did you say it?! Why did you have to push that poor girl to her limit?!" The voice now yelled. Natsuki tried to block out the noise, sobbing lowly. "Answer me! Why did you do this?!" The voice screamed into Natsuki's ear. "I- I'm sorry.." Natsuki's voice stuttered with her response, sobbing all the while. "I'm not the one you should be sorry to, but then again, it's already to late for sorrys, isn't it?" The voice said before laughing in a maniacal manner.

Natsuki woke with a gasp, feeling tears run down her face. She was shaking and sniffling, remembering her nightmare. She didn't take into consideration exactly how much her words were hurting her, and she never would have if it wasn't for that nightmare. She shakily reached for her phone, she was only asleep for about twenty minutes, knowing Yuri she'd probably still be awake.

:Natsuki
Hey Yuri, before you go and block my number or some shit let me talk please.

Yuri:
One, why should I? Two, I can't block your number, that would create problems in the group chat.

Natsuki was mildly surprised she even responded.

:Natsuki
Just let me talk please, I promise I'm not gonna go after you or anything.

Yuri:
Fine.

Natsuki took a deep inhale before she typed, thinking out every word.

:Natsuki
I realize we've never been close or any of that, and that you probably hate me. But I wanted to say I'm sorry. For what I said today, and yesterday, and all the days before that. I didn't really mean any of what I said. I'm sorry for whatever problems my words could have caused you. I'm sorry for taking you for granted and expecting you to bounce back from what I say no matter how horrible. If you do forgive me, do you think we could but all of that behind us and be friends?

Yuri set down the blade she was going to use to cut herself, and gained a genuine smile from Natsuki's text. She carefully rolled down her pajama sleeve before sitting on her bed and typing a response.

Yuri:
Thank you for that Natsuki. You have no idea how much that actually means to me. I didn't really mean any of what I said either. Of course you're forgiven, as long as you forgive me as well, and I'd love to start over as friends.

Natsuki felt a warmth in her chest, and a weight lift off her shoulders. She smiled, before typing a thank you and saying that she forgave Yuri as well. Going back to sleep, dreaming peacefully, not only did she settle her rivalry, but she gained a new friend.

Hey uh, you want to know who narrated from the dream on? It's me! Monika! Ehe, so I know starting the ship off with a gruesome dream wasn't the best approach. But it worked, did it not? Anyway, I believe author usually says this, ahem.

Have a fantastic day!

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Dammit Monika, that's my line. Anyway, what she said. Bye!