Err, yeah not my first ghost hunt stories but yep, I finally decided to write this…after its been sitting in my head all these months. So here ya go. I promise a hundred ghost stories.

Hyaku Kaidan-A hundred ghost stories

Prologue

Welcome, welcome into the special hut. It is dark here and surrounding you are a hundred candles. The golden glow illuminated by the candles flickers in the dark room. Figures wearing Noh Japanese mask greets you and lead you down the room. You are lead to a red cushion where you sat. A deep silence ensues and the candles flicker illuminating the Noh Mask.

You breathe out, curious about your predicament, yet scared for what is to come.

Welcome, welcome to the special hut, are you ready for a hundred ghost stories?

File 1# Train

Heart and ball

Mai Taniyama a healthy 16 year old strolled out of the school principal's office a little more hot tempered than usual. "How dare that old fart call me lazy," she muttered under her breath, "If it weren't for my part time job I would have done better in school."

"Don't fret on it Mai-Chan," her friend Mari Kurosawa said, smiling weakly. Mai sighed and folded her arms together, "Well if you ask me I rather skip school than miss my part time job." She said.

Mari laughed and patted the red headed girl. "Well hang in there Mai; I'm sure one day Kazuya-san would take notice of you."

"What-what are you saying!" Mai shouted blushing at the statement. Mari Kurosawa laughs, flicking her long black hair behind her and running forward to avoid Mai's embarrassed bashing. "You're so bloody o-b-v-i-o-u-s," she said and laughed again when Mai blushed harder.

"Enough of that, let's go home," Mai muttered angrily and Mari laughed patting her friends head. They took their bags and left the high school walking fast towards the train station that stood nearby.

"Eek, it's crowded again," Mai moaned looking at the mess of people in front of her. "Stop moaning," Mari said pushing Mai forward.

"Perverts lurk in here," Mai muttered, placing her bag behind her, pressing her skirt tightly down. Mari laughs and they walked closed to the train platform.

"Don't stand so close to the platform, Mari," Mai warned her friend who was standing dangerously close to the yellow line.

"Why, scared I'll commit suicide," Mari said laughing. Mai gulped and narrowed her eyes at Mari. "Don't even joke about things like that."

"Sheeze, you're so uptight Mai," Mari said running her hands down her smooth black hair and staring out onto the train tracks with her brown eyes. Mai stared at her friend from the corner of her eyes. Just standing like this, Mari was just like any school girl who was just a little bit more beautiful than the average. Her long paled legs, combined with her flawless black hair and deep brown eyes made her slightly more popular with the guys back in school. However, Mari had a flaw. She had a habit of joking about the most morbid things. She laughed at the death of others, love ghost stories with gruesome murders in them. What Mari lacked was sympathy…and evident in the number of guys she turned down in the school.

"Just last week I heard a young girl died here," Mari said suddenly pointing at the platform they stood on. "Or was it 2 weeks ago…" she pondered. Mai sighed, she remembered that incident. Masako had burst into the office demanding help from the cold hearted Shibuya Kazuya, A.K.A Naru. The young 17 year old boss of the Shibuya Psychic office, he might not look like it but he was a capable human being with high IQ levels and a heart made of steel. Accompanying him was a man of a similar personality, Lin-san. The tall stoic man was a mysterious man of all sorts and apparently was Naru's bodyguard.

Then there were the exorcists, Hara Masako, a beautiful, proud egoistic brat. Hosho Takigawa, Bou-san, a Buddhist monk that was slightly more laid back than the others. Ayako Matsuzaki, a Japanese priest who is probably the oldest in the group…not forgetting John Brown a slightly mysterious Christian priest. And then there was Osamu Yasuhara-san, a university student from a highly acclaimed school. He was the latest addition to the group.

"Kazuya, the girl that died on the train tracks…apparently her body cannot be found."

"Oh," Naru had said. He sipped the tea Mai had given him and placed the cup on the table. "Then there is no case."

"Kazuya, please we need you-"

"There is no body, there is no case."

And that was the end of it.

Mai had seen the case on the news. Apparently a girl of about 9 years old had been seen playing with a ball near the side of the platform. She chased the ball towards the edge of the platform and fell in. The train had come later and before anyone could scream, the girl was gone, squash underneath the heavy weight train as it ran over the track. Some people had seen the girl's laughing face squashed by the incoming train. As soon as they were able to get the train moving again, the rescue workers got to work by moving the train off the girl. However, to everyone horror, there was blood but there was no body. All that was left was a red Japanese ball that was bouncing steadily on the track.

"I saw her, I definitely saw the girl," one of the witnesses had said. And this statement was supported by 10 others.

"Cool, huh," Mari said.

"What!" Mai shouted and gasped when Mari went closer to Mai, her eyes sparkling. 'I wonder what happened to the girl, oh the countless possibilities and theories one can come up with!" she shouted. Mai gave a sigh and a nervous laugh.

Mari was the only person in this world to get excited about something like that.

"Oh look here comes the train," Mai said and she took a step back as the train rushes in. Mari skirt flapped caused by the wind of the incoming train. "Ah, I wish I could meet her," Mari said.

"Don't talk rubbish," Mai chided. A huge gust of wind blew past, causing Mai to wince, closing her eyes for a second. Then she heard it.

"Taimuparadokkusu."

"Eh," Mai whispered, turning around just in time to see Mari's bag crashing onto the platform behind her. The train doors opened with a beeping sound and the many people behind her rushed in, pushing Mai into the train.

"Mari?" Mai shouted, noticing her missing friend. The people pushed her further into the train and Mai struggled against them.

"Mari! Mari!" she shouted, desperate to find her friend. The train door closed when Mai pressed her face against it, staring out at the platform where Mari and her stood just seconds ago.

Mari wasn't there, all that was there was her bag, laid strewn on the ground. Mai felt her heart pounding hard in her chest. "Mari?" she whispered. The train started to move, jerking Mai forward. Mai fell onto a man who shouted in pain. Out of the corner of her eye, something red flashed past the window…bouncing slowly on the platform where she once stood.

"A red ball," Mai whispered.

"Mari!" she shouted.

"NARU!" Mai shouted bursting into the office in Shibuya district. Naru raised his eye brow as Mai clutches her chest. She was panting hard, having run all the way from Shibuya station. "Naru, we have a case!"

"Oh ho and since when did you decide the case Taniyama-san," Naru said irritation building in his cold expressionless face. "Mari!" Mai shouted, tears running down her face, "She's gone!"

"A red Japanese ball," Mai said struggling to get the words out, "It was bouncing on the platform…I definitely saw it…she was there!"

"Taimuparadokkusu," Mai whispered; Naru closed the book he was reading and stood up. "Call the rest," he told Lin who raised an eye brow, "We have a case."