A/N

not surprisingly, killing nico is fun. jk still love ya 2nd best girl

hope you enjoy this fic i made at 3 in the morning

reviews r very much appreciated it makes my heart go doki doki

Nico doesn't remember when, or how it happened, but she's dead. And Nico knows that. She remembers fully how much she loves her family, and how much she loves her life. Her lost life. Little by little, though. She forgets. And forgetting is painful. No, it's not painful, actually. It's traumatizingly scary. She's been dead, alone in this large house, for about.. 2 months? Yes, 2 months. Put it simply, she's a ghost.

One day, though. A person moved in her house. Her lonely house. And at first sight, Nico immediately fell in love. The girl Nico fell in love with was everything Nico ever wanted to be back when she was alive. The girl had beautiful red locks, amethyst eyes, and the perfect body figure. Nico absolutely loved that.

The girl would never invite any friends, making the conclusion that she was a total loner. Not that she was any different though. She also was a big fan of music and tomatoes. Especially tomatoes. Every night, Nico would laugh as the girl tries to operate the kitchen, trying to make a large tomato dinner, ultimately failing with every try. And in the end, the girl would give up. The girl would probably be in misery, but for Nico, this was her only source of entertainment.

Nico also concluded the girl was especially rich, as every single one of her musical and kitchen appliances were way too expensive to be real.(as nico remembers back when she was alive). The girl also does embarrassing things when alone, like reading cheesy romance novels and crying about it. Nico found that extremely charming.

Some days, though. The girl would just cry herself to sleep, making Nico worry. But the next day, the girl would act as if nothing happened. Nico feels familiar with the girl, with every song she plays, every giggle and blush she makes when she reads books, and every tear she sheds. Nico felt too familiar. As if she saw it all once before.

And sometimes, when Nico snoops around, Nico would find pictures of girls together with the red-head and feels a tinge of jealousy. It was weird. Nico wanted to be alive once more again, wanting to experience the joys of youth, like falling in love, learning, and feeling excitement. But for Nico, it was all over. All over. And Nico would feel pain, an indescribable feeling in her chest that she couldn't quite grasp.

There are days, too, where the strange girl would just play music endlessly without taking a break. She sometimes drinks water, yeah, but for more than 8 hours, the vermillion-haired girl would play beautiful music, and it gave Nico memories. Memories she cannot explain. It was probably from when Nico was still alive, but the memories were mixed and confusing- but Nico had to bear with those memories, because other than this red-haired girl, those memories gave her life. Even if she's dead.

Nico would sometimes check what the redhead does, only to see the girl doing boring homework. Nico usually furrows her eyebrows in confusion when she sees.. math? Yes, Nico remembers math. She remembers it being extremely hard, annoying, and she also remembers someone who bugs her to study about math. Only thing that sucked, was that she can't remember who on earth bugged her. Nico had a feeling that person was endlessly annoying and close to her.

Nico also sees the girl's name. "Nishikino Maki.." Nico took note of that name, trying her best to bury it inside of her memories, making sure she would never forget it. What a pretty name for a pretty girl, Nico thinks. Nico finds it slightly silly though, as the name sounds so serious, but the person in question slips in the bathroom and closes the T.V every time a horror movie comes on.

Years pass, and this Maki girl stops playing music. She stops pressing the keys of her piano and starts inviting a girl over her house, talking and laughing endlessly. Nico's memories stop coming, and instead, they drift away. It hurts. Loneliness hurts. The redhead has slowly matured through time, and the memories and feelings Nico harbored lost its meaning.

Gradually, Nico loses the drop of life left inside her death.

Maki is now married with two adopted children, happy with her life. Maki still lives in the house. Nico finds that a bit weird. She expected Maki to buy another house, considering her wealth. But Nico isn't allowed to bother Maki or interfere, for she is nothing but a useless ghost. She is now nothing to Maki. Well, she never has been anything to Maki, but she'd like to think.

Nico pleads, she pleads, that Maki play one last piece of music to Nico, but no matter what, Maki won't budge. Of course she won't. Maki can't see nor hear Nico.

Nico is starting to disappear, her non-existent body is slowly drifting away. She can see remnants of her transparent body slowly disassemble piece by piece, and it is horrifying. It's scary. Nico feels something warm come from the corners of her eyes, a feeling she hasn't felt for a few years now.

Tears.

Nico is disappearing. In a faster pace than she did not too long ago. Now, she is disappearing by the second. It was certainly weird. Nico does not find it scary anymore. She finds it peaceful. She is fine with drifting away, and finally going where she was meant to go. She knows ghosts stay on earth for a reason, but her reason is becoming more and more gone by the moment.

Nico tries, for one last time.

"Please, Maki-chan. Play one last song for me." Nico says. She doesn't know why "-chan" came out of her mouth, but she said it. And it felt natural. Nico sees it. She sees the light. She also sees her body slowly distinguishing in the wind, starting from her hand. It was as if paper was slowly ripped one by one, throwing each piece into the abyss. It didn't feel painful though. It only made Nico feel light-headed.

Maki was cooking for her two children. Her two children. Nico felt bad for bothering Maki's cooking she learned over the years of failing, but this was urgent. If she let any second pass by, she's afraid she'll disappear.

Maki stops chopping the vegetables and rests the knife down the chopping board. She doesn't look behind her. She just stops whatever she's doing. Because she swears- she swears she hear Nico. She swears she hears Nico's voice. The voice she's yearned for years. Maki knows it's just her imagination though. Nico is dead.

Still, Maki looks behind, excited to see where the disembodied voice came from.

There is nothing but thin air.

Maki sighs,

"Must be my imagination."