C A U G H T S T A R I N G
Shii-Chan©

AN: Konnichiwa, please enjoy the story to your extremes! Don't be frightened, and have a lovely evening or wherever you are!
Ps. Tomoyo may be referred to as Kinomoto because of her hyphenated last name.

Summary: "I-I'm Kinomoto Sakura...my friend, Hiiragizawa Eriol, gave me this box and the house caught on fire and I was supposed to call this number..." Sakura said. The person over the phone just kept breathing and in a manly, deep voice he said, "I'll pick you up in a moment..."
Genre: Romance/Horror/Hurt-Comfort/Mystery/Adventure/Suspense

Year: 2011
Date: 10/23/11
Time: 4:42
Place: Tomoeda, Japan

Kinomoto Sakura was your average small-town girl. She was moving into a large house in the suburbs of Tomoeda, Japan, with her younger brother, Kinomoto Touya, her adopted sister, Daidouji-Kinomoto Tomoyo, and her father, Kinomoto Fujitaka.
Her twin sister, Kinomoto Sakuya, and her mother, Kinomoto Nadeshiko, had died with no cause, but a lot of blood three sad years ago in the Kinomoto Shrine-House in Nashville, Tennessee, although they had lived in Tomoeda many years before.

She and her sister shared a large room, a little too big for them. There was wooden tile in the room, and plenty of mirrors within it, as well as a large closet, probably the size of an apartment-kitchen. Her father was downstairs with the realtor, Nanami Sonomi.

Kinomoto Sakura had green eyes with a hint of emerald twinkles, and shoulder-length locks that were honey-colored. Kinomoto-Daidouji Tomoyo had amethyst eyes and extremely long black hair that went so far she could do more than sit on it. Kinomoto Touya had tan skin, very tan compared to that of Sakura's and Tomoyo's, because they were both very pale. Touya had black hair and dark brown eyes.

Sakura and Tomoyo went down the stairs and saw their father walking out of the door, saying he had an emergency at the hospital where he worked.

"So," Sonomi began, "Would you two like a professional tour?" Sonomi talked like babies to them, and they were a good 15 years old, Touya being 12.

"Yes please, Mrs. Nanami!" They said in unison, being lively about being in the new home.

Nanami Sonomi showed them the main parts of the house. Then she made it to the stair case.
Sure, it wasn't a very modern stairwell that they had, it had a few cracks in between each stair. And sometimes it would crumble a bit as you stepped on it. But there was very soft carpet on it, which Sakura loved very much.
"As you go up the stairwell, do you see that window-like arch thing? Well if you look into that from there, you can see Mr. Fujitaka's room...and there is just one board in particular that creaks whenever you step on it...but it must be stepped on..." Sonomi said.

There was a ring on the doorbell. They weren't moving in till tomorrow, so who could it have been?

"I'll get it." Sakura and Tomoyo said in unison and both went down the stairs, leaving Sonomi alone.

Sonomi stroked the sides of the staircase and whispered so lightly an average human couldn't hear, in a raspy voice, unlike her usual, "...so I hope they enjoy."

"Konnichiwa, are you a neighbor of ours?" Sakura asked while Tomoyo looked at the person with dreamy eyes. The person was a male of average height for a sixteen year old gent, with navy blue hair and eyes that were as black as a raven. He had pale skin and a box in his hands. Reading glasses framed his eyes.

"Hai, I'm Hiiragizawa Eriol. I'm sixteen. I suspect you two are the same age as I? Or in the same grade, maybe?"

"We're in tenth grade, starting at Tomoeda Prep down the road. Do you know anyone there?" Sakura said.

"I go there myself. And what are your names, ladies?" He asked Sakura and Tomoyo politely.
Tomoyo coughed and replied first, "I'm Kinomoto-Daidouji Tomoyo," she started while Sakura finished. "And I'm Kinomoto Sakura." Sakura said. They both bowed politely to Eriol as Eriol did the same.

"Eriol-San, what's in the box?" Sakura asked.

"Oh, let me explain. I know you all haven't moved in yet, but this box got shipped to my house and according to the addressed name on here," He paused and adjusted his glasses. "To Kinomoto Sakura, do not open this until great distress?" He read with a weird face.

Sakura took the box. "Hm, maybe it's a prank?"
"Yeah, well anyway, I have to go now...oh yeah! Kinomoto-Chan, may I speak to Kinomoto-Daidouji-Chan alone for a moment?" Eriol said as Sakura nodded and walked away from the two, giving a wiggling of the eyebrows.

"Sakura-Chan!" Tomoyo blushed and closed the front door and stepped outside with Eriol.

"Miss Kinomoto-Daidouji," Eriol got on one knee and held Tomoyo's hand, "...Please accompany me to a family dinner tonight."
Tomoyo gave a dreamy look again, "Okay!" She said. She texted Sakura and then took a walk with Eriol.

Yeah, now Sakura knew where Tomoyo was, but it was 10:32 PM and she hadn't called her to confirm she was OK. Sakura didn't want to lose another sister.
Sakura's father was home now, eating some popcorn and watching Evangelion 2.0 with Touya. Nothing new, just the guys of the family goofing off down stairs...
Sakura decided to explore the upstairs world. She found the creaky board Mrs. Nanami had talked about before. She poked it and it made a significant creaking sound. It was almost a little...creepy.
Sakura experimented with it and sort of...hit it. Then it flung around and fell down, revealing a little hollow area full of people whom she didn't know.

There were about five pictures...

One picture had a little girl standing there in a blue, frilled gown. She had a melancholy face. The girl had blonde hair and chubby cheeks, making it relative that she was about four or five. In the background of the picture was a playground, and a teeter totter with a girl on it with black hair and an extremely pale face, but her features were blurred out, although a little boy was on the other side of the teeter totter, but was significantly smaller than the other one, yet he was on the heavy side. There was a caption on the frame that framed the picture...It read in messy, Japanese handwriting: 彼女は、光、1994年-1998 年この家に住んでいた (Her, Hikari, 1994-1998, Lived in This House)

A-A ghost? Hoe!

Sakura took the pictures and put them somewhere else. She didn't want to be reminded of the pictures whenever she accidentally stepped on that tile. She put them on top of the box Eriol gave her and then wondered what the box was for. How mysterious...

All of a sudden, the smell of smoke rose in the air...

End: Chapter One: Moving In

AN END: Hey, thanks for reading! Please give me some support because I am writing this, "When You and I Clash", "Suckable", and "Even In War" as well as many other different stories...It's my goal to become a famous author on this site! Please review and favorite :3

~Shii-Chan~

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