I'm honored

"Hello Yaoi", he stepped out of the world and into the room, a tall young man with wicked green eyes, and long black hair which fell to his shoulders. The boot print made perfectly on the door said it all. "I've come to save you", she was petrified. She was beautiful, not sexy, not cute, beautiful, in the simplest terms beautiful. "who.... who are you." He couldn't be mad, it was a reasonable question he had just kicked open the door without warning, and surely he looked odd to her, he wore black combat boots beneath his tripp pants, and his leather coat was far to hot for this heat. "My god you're young" she was young only fifteen he knew this, but somehow he didn't think she would be this young. She stared. For a moment he forgot his purpose. "who are you?" she asked a second time. " where are my manners, you may call me whatever you wish madam, i go by several names, but for time's sake may i suggest you call me krick?" "OK" "I have to hand it to you, for a guy kicking in your door you're more calm then the average victim" "VICTIM!!!!" he smiled "You made a request, so here i am, for my first international slaying" he reached into his coat and pulled out a knife that looked older then he was. a sleek hunting knife with a black handle, parts of the blade had broken away. She jumped from her seat and bolted, it was almost cute how easily he caught her, she hadn't even gotten ten feet. "cute" he said, if she had met him on the street she might have found this psycho charming. " The contest was a joke!" he sighed "every joke has some truth in it, so let me ask how would you like to die my love?"
She didn't answer, so he did the only thing he could think of. Krick sat the girl down on the couch then plopped down next to her. He took his knife and drove it into the coffee table. "Wanna watch some TV?" "What the hell's wrong with you?" "ow, that response was less then positive my pet, so let me ask again, how would you like die?" "I don't want to die!" "but if you had to?" "I'd want to die old in my sleep" " but that's no fun, come on gimmie a good death" " I'm not playing this game you bastard!" it was almost precious, she tried to vault over the back of the couch but without even turning he grabbed her leg and forced her back into her seat. " You're not being very nice yaoi, tell ya what, how about we watch a movie while you think about how you want to die?" She was silent "alright then, i'll take that as a yes krick, i would love to watch a movie." He popped in a family comedy, one which she was obviously too old for. By the time the movie ended the girl had given up on trying to out run him, even in boots the man could move more quickly then any track star. "you know my family will be home soon" "I'm sure, i can't believe my luck, i travel all this way to kill you and there's no one here to stop me...oh well" he took the DVD out of the player then snapped it.
It was ripping through her throat before she even heard it snap. It was marvelous, messy, but marvelous. At this most opportune moment her sister came home to young yaoi still writhing as blood shot from her neck and her murderer still pulling back her head. "hello miss" he said as he stood and walked out the front door, he even waved to the father who was just getting out of the car.