Summary: The girl: Aya Mikami. The guy: Ryo Marfuji. Both: are in love with Duel Monsters, the ocean, and (secretly) each other. The conflict: Aya's dead…and is seeking revenge from her murderer. Rated T for language and religious references.

Disclaimer: don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! GX.

Chapter 1: Unfinished Business

Go down after reaching the gates of Heaven. They will tell you to go down to await Judgment, and then they will turn you away.

Go down

Down.

Down.

Down.

Down.

Until you reach the gates of Hell. But do not go in, oh no, for you have not been damned to reside there. At least not yet. Anyways, in between the Land of the Living and the Realm of the Dead, there is a place. A place where spirits await their Final Judgment.

The land of eternal waiting.

The land of decisions.

Your final destination.

Purgatory.

Once you enter into the realm of the waiting, journey to the area of recent deaths, it shouldn't be too far back. Amongst the teenage suicides, drunk drivers, and just unlucky people, you will find the forgotten soul of a seventeen-year-old girl.

There is the soul of Aya Mikami.

A brunette spirit sat listlessly on the bleak stone bench that had been provided for her during her stay in Purgatory. They had assured her that she wouldn't be here very long, that since she was only 17, and hadn't committed suicide, she would be judged quickly and she could leave.

That had been three years ago.

The cells, (for that's all that they truly were) appeared empty around her. She wouldn't be surprised if they were, as if the higher powers that were delaying her final judgment were mocking her, enlarging her loneliness. The sound of someone landed in her cell behind her. She turned her head to face the black haired, red eyed tenma that had arrived with a letter for her. The demon's name was Kijo. When her glowing red eyes met those of the spirit in front of her, she recoiled in pure horror. The girl's grey eyes were soulless, and they were completely blank of everything in the world, except the pain of someone who knows endless suffering and torment. The spirit girl smirked slightly, the smile never reaching her eyes. "So. Have they finally decided to damn my soul?"

"AAARRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Aya screamed as the tenma(demon) flew away. "Why the hell is it taking so long?" "Careful, Aya. If you say that name too many times, you just might end up there!" the cheeky female demon said, leaning on the side of her companion's cell. "Shut it, Yasha! I'm not in the mood right now." The spirit growled as she paced around her cell.(in case you're wondering, the cells look like the ones in Anastasia, where Rasputin is when Bartoc gives him back the green glowing stick thingy.) "You knoooooooow," Yasha said, leaning in closer to Aya with an evil smirk on her face, "there just might be a way for you to get out of this place" here she kicked one of the stone bars, "faster than if you keep waiting for the 'divine judgment'" now she did air quotes. The spirit's head snapped up. "How!" Aya yelled, lunging for the snickering demon. "Well, if you had, say, unfinished business with the human world-" "I am human." "Not anymore, Aya dear. For you see, once your fragile 17-year-old human heart stopped beating, you were no longer human. You were officially a spirit, and you were sent here to be judged. Anyways, stop interrupting. If you had business to attend to up there, you could go. Besides," the demon said, walking away, "you know they still haven't found your murderer?" That was all Aya needed to hear.

She was going up.

Chancellor Shepard was reading a letter he had received that day. He frowned as he read:

Dear Chancellor Shepard,

I am 17 years old, and I am a former Duel Academy student. I found the need to depart from my dear DA to embark on……family matters. However, now that these matters have been completed, I feel the need to return to my beloved school. When I left, I was about to start my second year at Duel Academy at the age of 16. I was an Obelisk Blue. If you feel the need to retest me, I will be more than happy to oblige. I will be arriving on Tuesday. I cannot wait to get back.

Sincerely Yours,

A.M.

Who could this mysterious student be? He had looked into the school's student information site, but had found no record of any student leaving after their first year by those initials. Chancellor Shepard had read the strange letter to all of the teachers, but none of them had known of any student by those initials, either. He had, however, noticed that Professor Banner had seemed incredibly uncomfortable throughout the reading of the letter, however Shepard couldn't blame him. Not only had the letter appeared on a Sunday, when there was no mail whatsoever, but the envelope had been sealed with sealing wax, and the design pressed into the wax was a rose, whose petals were shaped like a heart. A bleeding heart. Creepy.

As he read over the decidedly feminine script, he heard someone enter his office. Strange. He wasn't expecting anyone today, and he didn't have any appointments scheduled. He looked at his calendar, and remembered why he had taken out the abnormal letter. Today was Tuesday, the arrival date. Chancellor Shepard looked up at the girl that was standing in the doorway. The young lady had dark brown hair, and grey eyes. She was already in her Obelisk Blue uniform. The girl looked up at him with a strange, haunted look in her eyes. Suddenly, the Chancellor jerked up form his seat and gasped. She smirked slightly. "Well, then Chancellor, I take it that you remember me?"

The door slammed shut.