Prologue: Thank You.

"Hey!" Someone banged hard on the bathroom stall's door, "whoever's in there, come out!"

'Shit.' Fumbling with the lit cigarette in his hand, Kishinuma Yoshiki blew the smoke out of his lungs. He had gone to the bathroom in order to scratch the itch that was tobacco. He hadn't counted on a teacher to come in.

Before he could throw the cigarette in the toilet, the teacher kicked open the door. It was Mr. Tsubota, the gym teacher. And his least favorite one, which meant that this could be anything but good.

"Aah, Kishinuma," the coach said, "what's with all this smoke I see? Hitting the tobacco again, were we?"

"Eh… Yeah…" He hated how smug the bastard looked.

"You know, I'd think your parents would've taught you more common sense than to skip class." Tsubota grabbed the lit cig and flicked it in the toilet, "Oh wait, your parents probably don't care. I haven't seen them at any of the parent's nights."

"Yeah well, they haven't really talked to me in a while…"

"Yeah, what with you being disowned and living all alone!" That stung, "I hate it how people pay the tuition and think they're good mommies and daddies. Bah, you know what the problem is? People poppin' out babies when they're too young." The subtext was, 'like you'. "Honestly Kishinuma, I don't know why you even bother coming to school. It's not like you want to be here, or graduate, and we sure don't like you here!"

"Heh… I guess you're right…" Yoshiki was getting really pissed off. He had never hit a teacher before, but it was a first time for everything.

But before he could, a voice rang from the entrance to the boy's bathroom. "Mr. Tsubota!"

A vaguely familiar girl walked in. "Mr. Tsubota, the vice principal would like to talk to you!"

Tsubota smiled, something just above a sneer. "Oh really? Thank you Shinozaki, I'll go see him right away." He walked passed her, before saying, "You know Shinozaki, we teachers like you. Such a great personality, and good eyes…" The jackass walked out.

Shinozaki shivered, "God, I hate that creep." She turned, giving him a hard look. "You! You're Kishinuma from class 1-7, right?"

Uhh, yeah…"

"You were going to hit him, weren't you?" She shook her head, "Throwing away your education just to punch him! I'd be sorry if I got expelled for punching a low-life creep like him!" Yoshiki didn't really understand why she was ripping into him. "Honestly, you just need to tough it out! Stay in until graduation!" Sh sniffled, eyes wet.

'She's… crying? For me?' "Y-you okay?" he asked hesitantly. "Yeah… I just get all worked up when I give a big, emotional speech like that." She smiled, turning to leave.

"Wait," he called, "when you told him that the vice had called him…"

She giggled, "I lied!"

As she left, he felt something click in him. Maybe he would try to graduate…

"Thank you…"

~Wubwubwubwub, how is it? A little tease for a 'novelization' of Corpse Party: Blood Covered. It won't be exact, not by far, and told by Ayumi and Yoshiki only (I.e. no Satoshi or Naomi plot line *like Chapter 1 or 3*) Can anyone guess the prime couple (a tad obv).

And so we go!