I stand in front of the apartment door shaking from the cold and with my need for a fix. The snow drips from my short blue hair as the constant hunger that is my new purpose in life is gnawing through me making it hard to hold my schoolbag. It bites at my nerves and chews on my muscles, reminding me of its presence, demanding to be fed after a day and a half of going hungry.

My addiction started out innocent enough at first. It was a new danger to flirt with; everyone was playing with it, but we didn‘t know the real danger. Usagi and Mamoru were the first of us too fall into the clutches of the drug. They would tease us about how good it felt running through your veins making everything that you feel warm and soft. The incredible feeling you got when you went back for more just like the first time you took it. Like lemmings, we didn’t pause when it came to jumping off that particular cliff to join them.

What they didn’t tell us was how short of a time it would need to take you over. The body would start craving the touch of the supplier as they administered the drug to you. Your mind became occupied with how large a dose you could handle and when it was time for the next one. You gladly give your soul to your supplier in hopes more of the drug comes your way without any delays.

Taking a deep breath I knock on the door in a special way to let my supplier know that I’m here. When she opens the door my supplier motions me inside she closes the door behind me. She then leans down and gives me a quick sample of my favorite drug. Her green eyes are twinkling as she pulls me into the bedroom where she will give me the main dose of my favorite drug.

My favorite drug is Love.... heavily laced with Passion.