All righty then. A new story of some sort. The reason of posting a story like this is because until I get some new ideas for my other story for Angel Beats! Back to Life, I had to find something to do with the other ones in head. So I'll be switching back and forth between this story and Back to Life. Sorry for the inconvenience of that.

Thanks to Rei Sagara for beta-ing this and my other story. I love you for that xD

So, uh, enjoy. And hopefully this first chapter doesn't bore you to death :)


Sekine stared at the thing on her bedroom wall with increasing enmity. With a poised slipper in hand (which by the way was Irie's, since there was no way was she going to ruin her slippers with the thing's insides), she crept forward.

The "thing", as she dubbed, was this black spot in her wall. A moving, black spot with eight legs. Her feared enemy, a spider. On her wall. A spider on her wall.

Spiders usually weren't a threat to the blond, but after a few boundaries crossed, there was something that had to be done about it.

See, the spider was has been living in her bedroom corner next to her bed. She never minded it, since it was in the small corner of the room, and other than every night before she went to sleep, she'd have to check that it didn't move from its designated place and was no where closer to reaching her bed. Last time she didn't do that, she awoke to a hairy black beast climbing up the wall she faced. She stayed in bed for the longest time waiting out that (tiny) storm, scared out of her mind. Too early in the morning for that.

This spider was going to do the same thing. Not waking her in the morning, but advancing too near to her comfort zone, the bed. She thought about vacuuming the nuisance away, but leaving her enemy without surveillance sounded too risky at this point.

Sekine took small steps towards the arachnid. A little bit more... a little bit more... she thought as a foot went up and landed on the ground in slow motion. Just less than a foot away, she stopped. She halted after that one step. Her raised hand trembled and she gripped her shaking arm with her other hand.

But what if... she looked at her wobbly arm. What if she missed the hit due to her hand and the "thing" jumped at her?

Immediately at the thought, she stepped backwards to her original position, face forward to keep a careful watch on the spider so it wouldn't do anything sneaky behind her back.

Her damned, useless hand finally stopped its distracting action and her racing heart slowed considerably. Another look at the spider showed that it didn't move.

An idea struck her at that moment.

The blond mustered the rest of wavering courage, swallowing the lump in her throat, bringing up the slipper and took aim. She threw the slipper across the room with all her might. It hit the wall with a 'thud'.

She missed.

And the spider disappeared.

"OH MY GO-"

She screamed and ran, nearly tripping, out of the room, hastily slamming the door. She hyperventilated for a minute, taking deep breaths to regain herself.

She lost her only weapon, shut herself out her own room and was too terrified to go back inside.

"Dammit," she cursed under her breath as she fumbled into the bathroom down the corridor in the Irie household. A new plan would have to be devised to counter this devil.

Closing the door behind her, Sekine thought out the possible paths she could take. Irie's grandmother was out for the evening and Irie herself was out getting groceries, leaving her by her lonesome in the empty house with no one to call for help. If she called Hisako or Yui, then there was no way that they were going to let her live this down. Her pride will be forever tarnished from her inability to kill a stupid spider. Iwasawa...

Iwasawa would probably take it as a game or not even hear her cell phone ringing from her trip in the music world.

As I thought... it will have to come down to that...

Drastic times take drastic measures.

Instantly, the blond whipped out her cell phone, the only form of communication in the washroom and dialed the first number she had on speed dial.

Meanwhile at the park, Irie pulled out her own lavender cell phone out of her purse. It was Sekine.

Brushing away a hair from her face, she pulled the device to her ear. "Hello?"

"Captain! I need help now! Come back to base ASAP!"

"What? Why?" Irie glanced to her side.

"Just do i- HOLY MOTHER OF-!" The line went dead.

Uh... what the hell?

"Was that Sekine?" the person next her asked. It was Ooyama whom she just coincidentally happened to meet on her way back to her house. Coincidentally.

"Yeah, but it was nothing important." It really was. Ooyama smiled.

"I see."

"Sekine is just overreacting to something. She'll be fine. I can stay here a little longer," she said, completely shoving her best friend's plea for help aside to stay with the person she coiwinky-dinkly met.

Coincidentally.

Irie was right. Sekine was overreacting. Over a spider. A spider that was less than an inch big. The blond gripped her phone tightly as she spoke to Irie on the other line. Oh God, if there is one, please let Irie return the house soon to rid me of the menace in my precious room.

Her eyes floated to the mirror and her attention was caught on a black thing slowly descending down from the ceiling. Her mind worked slowly as she tried to figure out what it was.

Black... thing...?

Oh crap.

"HOLY MOTHER OF-! OH MY GOSH!" She thrashed her arms wildly at the thing that was at a few inches from arriving at the top of her head. One of her hands swatted the thing down and it landed it the sink.

That damned freaking spider!

Again, like what she did to her room, she ran out and slammed the door. The devious little bug!

"That was a cowardly trick!" she yelled into the bathroom. How did it get into the locked room?

She stumbled back to her room. For now, it was spider free. There was no use in closing the door if the menace can easily slip through her only defense. She didn't even bother in picking up Irie's slipper as she went to her bed to await Irie's return.

As luck would have it, her sensitive ears heard the echo of the said girl's "I'm back" from the house entrance. She raced down and glomped the drummer. The two fell backwards, the plastic bags of food going down with them.

"Shiorin! What's the matter with you?" Irie pushed off Sekine from her body.

"Thank god you're back!"

"Yeah..."

Sekine pulled her up and dragged her to where she was headed. "Hey wait, the groceries-"

"No time for that!" the blond snapped. She burst open the bathroom door, surveying the area. Her brows furrowed in confusion. "Where's the spider?"

"Spider?" Sekine brought her back for a spider? Irie shook her head disapprovingly. "You brought me back here for a spider?"

"It's not just any old spider. It's some sort of super spider hyped up on something, I swear!" Just like you are, Sekine.

The bassist gasped suddenly and rushed to her room. Irie followed reluctantly.

"There!" Sekine pointed at her wall. The spider was back on her wall, like it never moved. "Look at it staring at me! Mocking me," she scrutinized the fiend.

Irie sighed, picked up her slipper (Sekine gasped), and squished the thing before it could say its last words, all in one fluid motion. Sekine fell to her knees.

"Miyukichi... you're my savior. I bet it was doing all those tormenting things because I vacuumed up his brother."

"I don't why you're making such a fuss. It's just a small spider. You don't mind the one outside your window."

"My window?" Her face paled.

"Yeah. See?" she lifted the blinds.

Right in the middle of the glass was a banana spider. A five-inch banana spider.

Sekine shrieked.

The oversized insect twitched.

She screamed again.

"I can't believe you never noticed it there," Irie said blatantly. She tapped the glass and spider moved down a little from its overly large web.

"Miyukichi," Sekine grabbed the rubbing alcohol from her vanity, "where's the lighter?"

"It should be in the cabinet in the kitchen. Why?"

"No reason," Sekine walked out of the room.

Irie lowered the blinds.

What could she do with those things?

...Wait.

Sekine plus rubbing alcohol plus lighter plus spider equals...

The scent of smoke drifted into the house.

Shit.

"SEKINE! COME BACK HERE!"


So how was that? After going back through it, I feel like it has a bit of crack in it. This was actually based on something that happened to me.

Gah, spiders!