Here's another fic, inspired by gym class at school!
J: If you want the full story, you can PM her!
I don't own IE or any of its characters. They all belong to Level-5. Enjoy!
Ghost Ch.1
"Get into the gym, kids!" Coach yelled. Holding his bullhorn, he waved it menacingly towards the crowd of high school students that were filing to the changing rooms.
"Stupid old coach,' grumbled Kazemaru. He tugged on his teal hair, which was set in a ponytail.
"Be quiet. The walls have eyes and ears," warned Midorikawa.
Plunking his bag down on the floor beside him, Hiroto sat down beside his friends. "We should just shut up and change."
"Hey, guys! Sorry I'm late." Aphrodi walked in. He had already changed into the school's standard gym shorts and shirt.
Kazemaru stared. "How'd you manage to change so quickly?"
"Ever heard of Heaven's Time?" Aphrodi grinned.
Hiroto groaned. "I can't believe you still are using your hissatsu outside of the field."
"Don't be such a spoilsport, Kiyama!" Midorikawa punched his friend playfully.
"Kazemaru! Midorikawa! Kiyama! Afuro! Get your lazy buts out into the gym and set up the gym mats!" Coach yelled at them. "And don't stand around chatting!" He punctuated this with a glare.
Sighing, they grabbed their water bottles and walked to the gym.
"Huh?" Kazemaru stopped abruptly. Aphrodi crashed into him, and they both fell to the ground.
Not even bothering to apologize, Aphrodi stood up and helped Kazemaru stand.
"Whoa." Hiroto stared at the darkened gym
It looked like some scene out of a horror movie. All the lights in the gym were off, and shadows lurked in every corner. Someone had left the air-cons on and it was freezing in the gym. In the middle of the gym, a single black shoe lay there. Its partner was tossed carelessly away, and it came to rest a few feet away from the door.
"Ghost!" said Aphrodi jokingly.
"That's weird. Nobody in our school wears shoes like that. It's far too tiny for anyone our age." Midorikawa bent down to investigate the shoe.
Suddenly, someone spoke from across the gym. "Don't touch my shoe!" A small girl appeared. She was short, wearing a white dress. Her feet were bare. Her hair billowed out around her pale face and dark eyes.
Midorikawa jumped. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "Does this shoe belong to you?"
The girl smiled. "Yes. Thank you." She replied quietly.
"Why are you in our school? It's a high school students' school," said Aphrodi, bending down.
The girl lowered her head. "I can't leave this place."
"Why?" asked Kazemaru.
"I don't know. I keep trying and trying. I want to go home!" Tears were beginning to form in the girl's eyes.
"Shhh. What's your name?" Hiroto put a hand on her shoulder.
"Yuki." The girl mumbled.
"What's your surname? How old are you?" Kazemaru joined Hiroto.
"I can't remember." Tears ran down the girl's cheeks.
With a gasp, Midorikawa stumbled backwards. Motioning to the others, he pointed at the girl's chest.
The clothing around her chest was tainted with crimson. Her neck hung limply at an angle. White bones were poking out of her hands and feet. Her ribs were sticking out of her dress.
"What are you?" The boys convulsed in horror as Yuki walked towards them.
The air filled with a rotting smell. Bugs crawled out of Yuki's eye sockets.
Screaming, the boys ran out of the gym. They ran into a very angry Coach.
"Who was screaming just now? What happened?" demanded Coach.
"There was a… a girl called Yuki…" stammered Aphrodi.
"She… was bleeding… and pale…and …" Hiroto said, trembling.
Coach stopped rambling and stared at them with concern. "Did you guys hit your heads or something?"
"No… Coach… It was all real…" said Kazemaru.
"I was there too…" said Midorikawa.
"Go check out the school library archives. Type in the search term 'Sayaka Yuki.' Hopefully, you'll find your answer there." Coach's eyes narrowed. "Now, this isn't any excuse to escape from class! Set up the gym mats now!"
When the boys arrived at the gym, the rest of the class was already there. The gym looked normal.
"Was that… a dream?" murmured Hiroto.
*Sob* That was just so stupid!
J: Never mind her, she's just crazy...
Shut up, J!
J: Blah, blah, blah.
Anyways! Reviews?