A/N: Konnichi wa, minna-san! I'm a little nervous about posting this fic because people seem to hate my fics, but I tried REALLY hard on this one! Please don't flame me, 'cause that only discourages me and I never finish my stories. If you find something wrong, tell me, but in a nice way! This fic is about spirits/ghosts. I've actually did research in order to write this fic. I didn't want to just make stuff up. Sorry for the long author's note! Also, I usually listen to music while typing my fics (to get me in the mood I need to be in), so I'll list them before each chapter. They're usually all Yugioh BGMs or Openings/Endings.

Hope you enjoy the fic! So far, I only have 4 chapters written and I have writer's block...-- If any one has ideas for future chapters, please send them to me! I'll even give credit to that person!

Currently listening to "Shinkan Akunadin", "Duel of Souls", and "Overlap"

Chapter1:

Drip! Drip! She looked up at the clouded sky as rain began to fall heavier with each passing minute. Her clothes were worn, torn, and a couple of sizes too small; she had long, uneven black hair and pale yes that had an almost soulless look to them.

Her name was Charon; she had been named after Pluto's moon. Her parents had once told her it was because she always looked like she was dead, with her pale skin and all.

She had always wondered if it was her strange abilities that had caused her parents to just abandon her. She knew she was a "freak" and knew that was also why she could never make any friends.

Charon drew her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them for it was beginning to get cold. "Or, is it one of them?" She thought as she took in her surroundings; she never could tell.

"Mommy? Daddy? Where'd you go?" Cried a very frightened Charon as she looked frantically for her parents.

Her parents had just picked her up from school and stopped at an ice cream parlor before going home.

She was still in her school uniform—a blue top, blue skirt, a blue sailor's collar with one white stripe on it, and a red bow tied at the front.

They left her. "Mommy? Daddy?" Her eyes began to burn as tears formed. "W-Where'd you go?"

Charon raised her head and saw a person out of the corner of her glazed eyes; he was running and had his head covered by a light blue jacket. She focused her eyes on him and noticed that there were tufts of white hair poking out from underneath the jacket.

He ran past her, stopped, then turned to look at her. She lowered her head as he stooped down to her level. "Excuse me, miss, um, are you OK?" He asked in a polite voice.

Charon didn't say anything; she was unsure whether she should or not. She wasn't used to people talking to her. Normally, people would walk by her as if she didn't exist. She been beginning to believe that maybe she really didn't exist; maybe she was just some wandering spirit.

"Uh, y-you're OK, right?" Charon looked at the boy to see a look of concern written on his face.

"Yeah," she said quietly.

An awkward silence passed between the two. The boy decided to break the silence, "A-Are you living anywhere?" She shook her head. "Well..." The boy thought a bit. He looked as though he was debating something. Finally, he spoke again, "Well, do you want to to stay with me? A-At least until you can get a place of your own and such."

Charon couldn't couldn't believe it. Someone was...being nice to her?! She didn't know what to say. The boy looked even more nervous; it was almost as if he was afraid of her reaction or something.

The hair on Charon's body stood up; now she was sure one was there near her! Her heart sped up in fear; they were always haunting her! Why, though? She looked back up at the boy and gave her the best smile she could manage, which was only a half-smile; she was afraid he would take it as a smirk or something. "I-I'd love that!"

The boy smiled back; looked like he was greatly relieved. He helped her up and led her down the sidewalk and turned a corner. "Do you mind if we run?"

Charon hesitated; she was afraid her legs would give out—she hadn't eaten in a few days and was very weak. She nodded and they ran through the pounding rain and up to a three-story building. The boy led her into an elevator and pressed on the 2F button. Time seemed to be passing slowly; it had been a long time since anyone had shown her any type of kindness. She was afraid that she was intruding; doing something that she wasn't supposed to...

The elevator door opened and the boy led her down the hall and stopped at Room224. He unlocked the door and held it open for her. She looked at him nervously, afraid to do something wrong. She slowly walked in and that was when her legs decided to give out, her consciousness going with it.

A/N: So, how was it? Please send in a review!