It was easy to forget, sometimes, that Hikaru wasn't the same anymore. This new Hikaru looked the same, acted the same and even spoke in the same way. This Hikaru laughed and joked the same way as he always had. Except your Hikaru had died on the side of that mountain, and that thing had taken his place.

Hikaru was deeply attached to you already. He couldn't help the way he felt - you were so warm and so kind to him, keeping his secret from the people around the two of you. He didn't want to hurt you. Never you. The memories in the body he now inhabited and the way you treated him made him feel good.

He could tell that you were still getting used to the fact that he wasn't quite a human. The two of you were hidden away in a closet, currently, as Hikaru grinned. He'd unbuttoned his shirt and manifested a slit in the body's stomach.

The feeling that was given when you made real contact with his spectral insides was like euphoria. It felt so nice. Your hand was so warm... he couldn't help but lean a little into it. "Man, that feels good... reach up a little further." He sighed, grinning.