This is just a quick drabble I did because I was a bit bored. Seiko/Naomi isn't my favorite ship, but I still adore it and it's more fun to write and read this than what (in my opinion) is a boring Naomi/Satoshi fic. I don't own Corpse Party or any of its characters, I only own this idea. Or maybe I don't. Even I don't know, and I'm the one who wrote it... anyways, without further ado, here it is :)

Naomi Nakashima walked down the halls of her high school, books pressed against her chest and skirt flipping back and forth with each step she took. The guys all seemed to notice, and she was all but well aware of this. If she had known, she probably would have turned tomato red with embarrassment and hid in the janitor's closet until school was over. She was never good with these kinds of things, and when anyone mentioned such an idea like, I don't know, perhaps the topic of her feminine body; you get the point. Seiko, on the other hand, well... you'll see.

It wasn't only guys who were noticing these kinds of things - the girls were, too. Specifically Seiko, as you may have guessed. Seiko didn't consider herself lesbian, no, or bisexual - she had nothing against either of those things, but the way she saw it, being completely obsessed with Naomi was called common sense. A lot of people agreed with her.

She snickered, sneaking up behind Naomi and bending down, trying to see under her skirt. The guys quickly got jealous, but then Naomi stopped walking, turned around, and looked below her to see her best friend trying to get a peek of her panties. Of course, she didn't know this.

"Seiko… what are you doing?" She questioned, raising an eyebrow. Seiko had always pulled these kinds of things on her, since the moment they met oh-so long ago, but Naomi, having a busy mother, no father, and no siblings, hadn't really had "the talk" yet, leading to some uncomfortable experiences for her classmates.

"I'm trying to see your panties." Seiko replied, still bending down and finally getting a glimpse of the ever so glorious thing she called Naomi's Ass. There was no point in denying it, after all. Naomi's face got bright red as she immediately flattened out her skirt and held it in place so Seiko couldn't look up it.

"W-why would you want to do that?!" She exclaimed, grabbing Seiko's hand and pulling her aside quickly. Seiko smiled at the touch's of Naomi's hand, and her heart fluttered, oh, she was so close to having Naomi all to herself, and she just knew it!

"Seiko!" Naomi whispered harshly, letting go of her hand and shoving her books into her friend's arms so they were free to be crossed. "Please do not do that! It makes me very uncomfortable…"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Naomi dear." Seiko apologized, although it was fake. She could see up Naomi's skirt any day, and at the moment she was ogling at Naomi's breasts, which were being pushed up by her arms unwillingly. Seiko did nothing to stop her. "I would never want to make you uncomfortable."

Naomi smiled, relieved she had apparently gotten the message across to Seiko that looking up each other's skirts just wasn't something normal best friends did. "Alright." She said, offering her hand. "C'mon, let's get to class." Seiko grabbed it, and they headed off to class with smiles on their faces, even though Seiko's was a bit more pervish than Naomi's. "So, do you think that Satoshi noticed? I padded my bra today!"

It was probably a good thing that Seiko didn't hear that.