Disclamer I do not own corpse party i.e. its characters. I only own the plot of this story. Thank you!

A young woman age 16. Wandered the dark and blood covered halls of heavenly host elementary. Behind her almost see through body a long rope was being dragged. It seemed to be hooked around her neck. She had on a smile that would change when the rope caught onto something. She had a phone in her hand and a Kisaragi high school uniform. And her hair was a cinnamon brown on the end of her hair there were two curls. Her Amber eyes that once held the light of life was now replaced with the eyes of a dead fish. She would look in both directions every few minutes. Finally deciding on a classroom near her. She entered and sat against the wall. Tears weld up in her eyes and her once cheerful cat like smile turned to one of pain and agony. She cried silently into her hands. A few whispers escaped her lips every few seconds. Something about never saying she loved Naomi. Also some other things about missing her family and friends. Her tear stained face looked at her surroundings. Wishing once again for a friend. She had hoped to find Mrs. Yui or even Morshege and Mayu. But she had no such luck. She had found herself alone at the end of her search. She had gone through dimension after dimension trying to find her teacher and friends. No such luck existed unfortunately. She was still alone. She wiped her tears away deciding that she would find someone at least. Standing up she walked out of the room. Searching for another blue spirit. Or someone to talk to. She could be seen by anyone in a humanoid form. Unlike most ghosts here. But to get this way you would have to a really strong emotion. Most did not have one. Relying on being seen as an orb. But she relied on being seen so she could be less lonely. Her search yet again ended with failure. No one. Thicker tears rolled down her face.

"I don't want to be alone!" she cried tears running down her face. Visions flashed before the young woman's eyes. They were of a short haired girl. The girl smiled and laughed. And sometimes yelled the woman's name. "SEIKO!" the woman now known as Seiko giggled. "Naomi" she cried back. Seiko smiled at her memories feeling less sad for a moment or two. That's when imagery of Naomi wrapping a rope around her neck and killing her came back. Taking that smile with them.

In another part of heavenly host a boy the age of 17. His hair was candy apple red and spiky. His eyes were a cyan color. He was wearing a black tee shirt underneath his Bayakuden high school uniform. He had black bands up his right arm his sleeves rolled up and even a chocker with a silver pendant that had wings and a blue gem in the center. He had a stab wound in his abdomen. That sometimes showed a knife. He also had that transparent look. He too was searching. But for him he was searching for his whole class. He had no idea who was alive or who wasn't his only hope is that maybe one of them got out. He remembered seeing Tohko's body in the infirmary and realising that she hadn't made it. He may have seemed selfish and haughty but, in truth he cared for his friends. Even his enemy Kizami. He missed the laughter that was once shared between him and his friends. He somewhat missed his battles with Kizami. Even the attacks from Tohko. He also missed the two game nerds Tomohiro and Ryosuke. Along with Emi's cheerful voice. Then there wet the two bickering love birds Mitsuki and Masato even Kourosaki's cheerfulness. The last one is Kizami and his way of never failing to amaze him. He hoped at least one of them escaped. He also wouldn't mind if Kizami took over his modeling job. Although he still hated that bitch. They were more of frenenemies then true friends. Tears fell from his eyes but the boy didn't notice. Now he remembered the moment when he had said something he shouldn't have.

" I don't care for those fools who didn't come with us. Those crazies. Those-" he couldn't continue as he had begun crying so heavly that he couldn't speak. He sat down against the wall tears streaming down his once proud face. He couldn't cry it would ruin his looks he thought only for it to get to him. Why had he left if he had gone back would they have lived. Tears still streamed down his face as he passed body after body. Until he found himself at the entrance and he broke. Tears streamed down his face like a waterfall. Until he found himself unable to cry. He stood up and began searching. Searching for his friends so they could at least meet each other.

Both girl and boy headed towards each other. Not even realising what fate had in store for them. Both close to tears yet again. The boy saw a shape heading towards him and so did the girl. Only seeing the others face when they reached the middle of the hallway.

"Who are you?" they both cried. Shocked to see another ghost similar to them.

"Well I'm Seiko Shinohara and you!" She stated.

"I'm Kai Shimada!" he stated shocked to find another humanoid ghost. But both were no longer lonely finding yet another ghost thats similar to them. No longer were they going to cry. They had at least found someone else.

"So do you wanna talk? Or something?" Seiko asked. Kai nodded and he pushed his hair out if his eyes.

"How did you get here?" Kai asked.

"We got here by doing a charm. Some of my friends have escaped only three others and me died out of nine. So I guess that's good. But the others who died I can't seem to find them. It's as if they don't want to see me."Seiko said tees welling up in her eyes once again.

"Are you okay?" Kai asked becoming more uncomfortable with every second that passed. He watched as she began to cry. Not truly knowing what to do. He vaguely remembered that when girls cry they like things to be more quiet but, that didn't fit here. What fit here was the fact that this girl struck him as the devious,and funny type.

"What did thetortoise say to the sloth?" he asked trying his best to come up with a joke. Seiko quit crying immediately trying to solve the joke.

"Um I don't know." She stated "what did he say?"

Kai looked at her and sighed.

"The tortoise told the sloth that he was slower than molasses." Kai said making his voice sound like a cartoon character. Both of them smiled for a bit. Giggling slightly from the lame joke.

"Well how did you get here?" Seiko asked. Making Kai stop laughing.

"I got here the same way as you. But unlike you I have know clue whose alive or dead." Kai said. He looked away as he thought of those who could be alive or even dead.

"Oh I sorry for bringing it up!" Seiko all but yelled as she looked at him. "Um also your uniform kinda looks any chance was one of your classmates Kizami Yuuya? Because well I saw him leave with the others. Which means if he did come with you. Some one escaped." she smiled. So did I Kai.

"Yes Kizami is from my class! Although I count him as my mortal enemy. Cause I'm totally beter than him. I have better hair than him and I even have job. But he doesn't even acknowledged me. Im ! And I never lose!" Kai practically yelled. While Seiko giggled she thought this guy was pretty funny. Not as funny as her though. Kai looked at her before cackling manically only to stop halfway. He shook his head before looking at her again.

"Anyways what kinda job were you planing to go into?" Kai asked a little embarrassed at her laughter. Seiko looked at him. Her cat like smile seemed to be growing bigger.

"In gonna be a hairstylist!" she yelled. Then she looked at Kai. "How about you?" she asked.

"Well I kinda wanted to be the best hairstylist ever. So I guess that I have got some competition. "He said smiling a smug grin. Both of them glared at each other. Only to burst out laughing a second later.

"Well shall we look for you friends?" Kai asked. Seiko nodded her head. And that's how fate began moving like a ticking time bomb.

Those of you who would like a second chapter please review. Also review if you liked it. Second of all I'm gonna update more frequently.(hopefully) All at least try to update once or twice a month. This includes my other story.

"Don't have nightmares kiddies~"

Redpandamanda1 out. (_)