Disclaimer: I don't own the manga or the characters. They belong to their rightful owners and I just borrow them.

What would you do for a friend?

Would you kill yourself?

Would you kill him?

Or...would you just run away?

Chapter 1

Fest lay in the bed and slept peacefuly. Suddenly he woke up , because a loud voice yelled in his ear.

'Oi... Wake up.'

Slowly he opened his eyes.

'What...?'

'I said...'

'N...no. I know what you said. Don't scream again. What time is it?'

'9 o' clock.'

Fest took his glasses and sat up.

He looked up.

Zehel smirked.

'Hehe... you look tired.'

'I know.'

The orange-brownhaired man stood up and went into the bathroom.

After a time he came back.

He wore his bishop rope.

Then he went out of his room.

'W...wait. Where are you going?'

'I'm going to work.'

Zehel followed his friend.

'But you hadn't even eaten breakfast.'

'I have no time for that. And also the breakfast in the church finished already.'

'Fest... you can't work when your stomach is empty.'

'I can.'

'But...but...'

'No but.'

Zehel sighed.

'Man... I'm just...woried...about you.'

'You don't have to.'

Fest stopped walking and turned to his friend.

'I'm fine. And may I remind you ...I don't have to eat.'

'Okay. Then do what you want.'

Zehel went away.

It hurt him that his friend didn't want to eat. He knew that they were ghosts but couldn't they do normal things like eat normal food?

Fest began to work.

He went into the garden and started to clean the windows from outside.

Profe came.

'Hey Fest.'

Fest turned to see who greeted him.

'Oh... hello Profe . How are you?'

'I'm fine thanks . How about you ?',Profe asked with a sweet smile.

'Well...I'm fine too...just a bit tired.'

'Ah...okay. Why don't you sleep? At least it's your free day.'

'I know, but 'someone' woke me up. And then I thought I could do something for the church garden.'

'And that 'someone' is?'

'You know exactly who I mean.'

'Zehel?'

'I don't have to say anything to this,have I?'

'Noo...not really.'

Fest just nodded and continued with cleaning the windows.

'Well then... have fun.' Profe teased Fest.

'You too.'

Profe went away.

After a time Fest finished his work.

He was tired and just wanted to sleep.

So he went to his room.

But suddenly he felt a dark aura.

He turned around,but no one was there.

He shook his head.

'I'm so tired...I feel things that aren't there...',he thought and opened the door.

Fest laid into the bed. He was too tired to take on his sleep clothes.

It didn't take long and he fell asleep.

But not that long.

Again he felt the dark aura and woke up.

Fest stood up and went outside the room.

'Is there someone?'

No answer...

'Of course...who'd be so dumb and would answer that question...',Fest mumbled.

He went towards the aura.

It came out of the basement.

Fest went downstairs.

With every step he took,he felt weaker.

It was the darkest aura he ever felt.

When he entered the room,he had to held his nose closed.

There were corpse in the room.

There was blood at the wall and it stinked.

In the corner a person sat, probably the killer.

He looked up.

Fest's eyes widened.

'Ze...hel?'

Sorry for the cliffhanger ' Critics,Comments,anything? :)