This story takes place a week after the good ending of Corpse Party: Blood Covered. This is my first fanfic, and it will probably be about four chapters long. I apologize for all the grammar mistakes. Enjoy!


Yoshiki was laying on his couch watching TV. It was an ordinary Sunday evening, though nothing had felt ordinary since he, Ayumi, Satoshi, Naomi and Yuka had been at Heavenly Host elementary school. It happened a week ago, but it felt like an eternity. They had successfully escaped, but their friends… Seiko… Morishige… Mayu… and Miss Yui… had died there. The whole incident still felt like a bad dream, but he knew it was real. It seemed that their dead friends' existence had completely disappeared from the world. None of their classmates remembered them and their parents denied ever having a child named like that. Even pictures that had been taken of them were changed. Their faces had been removed, leaving only pitch black areas. Only he along his four friends remembered them. It was the really depressing truth. He sighed, grabbed the remote and turned off the TV, so he could think more clearly. He remembered their faces and voices, and thought to himself how long it would take that he couldn't remember them anymore. When he wasn't thinking about his dead friends and Heavenly Host, he was thinking about Ayumi. He had had a huge crush on her since they met the first time. But it was obvious that she didn't like him back. He was sure she liked Satoshi, he saw the way she looked at him. "Ugh…" he muttered to himself, rubbing his eyes in tiredness. Everything was so confusing… "Man up, Yoshiki!" he told himself and then realized he had said it out loud. Why hadn't he done anything about his hopeless crush? He figured that he should try to talk a bit more to Ayumi. If he could build up a stronger friendship with her, he would get closer to her and eventually get a chance to tell her about his feelings. Though he wasn't sure if his plan made any sense… He sighed again, stood up and walked to his small kitchen to grab some supper. He happened to glance out of the window. It was really dark outside, and it rained heavily. Actually, he couldn't remember a single moment it hadn't been raining in the past week. He listened to the rain whipping the window for a few more seconds, his thoughts moving again to Ayumi.

Ayumi sat on her desk, focusing on her work. She had been working on it the past two hours, but she had unfortunately realized a long time ago that it wouldn't turn out as good as she wanted it to. As she finally finished, she held it up in front of her eyes with both hands and looked at it like it was a bag of garbage. She crumpled it and tossed it across the room in frustration. She heard a knock on the door but didn't bother to do anything. "Ayumi? Is your drawing ready? Can I come in?" she heard her big sister asking her. "Yea…" she answered faintly, collapsing on her bed. The door opened and her sister walked in smiling at her. "Where is it? I want to see it!" she said excitedly. "Hinoe… it's so ugly…" Ayumi moaned. "Oh, come one. It can't be that bad. Where is it?" Hinoe said in a comforting tone. Ayumi pointed at the corner of her room where she had tossed the drawing, staring at the ceiling. Hinoe walked up where Ayumi had pointed, and picked up the crumpled piece of paper from the floor. As she opened it, Ayumi saw her eyes light up a little. "Ayumi… this is beautiful…" Hinoe smiled at Ayumi with affection. "I mean it." "No! It doesn't even look like a cat!" Ayumi yelled at her, though she knew her sister meant well. "It looks like it's been stuffed poorly!" "Don't be so hard on yourself. No one's perfect. And-" Hinoe started, but Ayumi interrupted her. "If I want to become an illustrator, my works have to be perfect!" She had started to get annoyed. Not because of Hinoe, but because of the fact that they were having such an argument. "There's no such thing as perfect." she said to her with a worried smile on her face. "Or… there is" she added "but perfect isn't humane." She put the drawing on Ayumi's desk and walked up to the door. But before stepping out of her room, she looked at her and said: "And, Ayumi, I really meant what I said, the drawing is beautiful." She exited and closed the door, leaving Ayumi on her own. Ayumi thought to herself that she was probably right, she shouldn't be so hard on herself. She took another look of her cat drawing, and noticed that it wasn't too bad. She felt sad when drawing, the thing she enjoyed the most and the thing that was keeping her sane those days, made her angry. She guessed she was a perfectionist. After all, she wasn't an expert… yet. The other thing than drawing that kept her sane was the thought of Satoshi. She thought that he was just too perfect, and that they two would make a cute couple. However, she knew that Satoshi had been spending a lot of time with Naomi since they got back from Heavenly Host. To her knowledge, Naomi had been really depressed over her best friend Seiko's death, she had even skipped some school days, and Satoshi had visited her every day after school. She wondered what they had been doing… the thought of that and jealousy was killing her from the inside. She suddenly started to cry, knowing that she and Satoshi would possibly never end up together. She thought to herself that she should maybe find a new crush… No! She couldn't give up on hope yet! But, if Satoshi found happiness from Naomi, she should be happy for him, shouldn't she? And then there was Yoshiki… she didn't really know why her thoughts had let up to him. He really was sweet to her sometimes, and during their time in Heavenly Host he really had taken care of her. But that's what friends do, right? It wasn't like he could have a crush on her… Her brain stopped at that thought for a moment, but when she understood what she was thinking about she quickly changed the topic in her mind.

Satoshi walked in the rain, taking great leaps forward every step. He had an umbrella with him, but the ground was filled with water and he didn't want to totally ruin his shoes. But that wasn't the main reason he was hurrying, he was excited. Only a couple of minutes and he would be there. As he finally walked up to the doorstep, he rang the doorbell without any hesitation. A woman in her late thirties opened the door. She looked worried, but when she saw him, her expression changed relieved. "Mochida… please, come in." she told him and stepped out of the way. He thanked politely and stepped inside the house. He left his umbrella leaning to the wall by the door, and asked quietly: "Is she…" he pointed towards the stairs that let upstairs. The woman nodded. "She is so depressed… and she still keeps telling me about her dead imaginary friends…" the woman told him with fear on her voice. "Do you think she's becoming… umm… crazy?" she asked almost whispering the last word. "No, Miss Nakashima. I understand her completely." he told her. He felt like a psychotherapist of some sort. "Don't worry." He started climbing up the stairs, but she stopped him. "Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me… and her." He turned around, smiling at her lightly. "No problem."

Naomi sat on her bed, staring at a photo that she held on her hands. She couldn't cry anymore, literally couldn't, or at least she felt like it. She felt totally empty. The doorbell rang downstairs. Who could it be… well she was sure that the person didn't come to see her anyway. Unless it was Satoshi… he was the only one whom she told all of her emotions to. Except the feelings that she felt towards him. She loved him, and wondered if he felt the same way about her. She was actually pretty sure he did… The thought lighted up something in her inside. They already called each other by their first names and he had visited her comforting her every day. She was happy she still had him… Without noticing, she didn't feel herself empty anymore. She put the picture of Seiko whose face had been removed on her desk, and listened if she could hear any noises coming from downstairs. She jumped when someone suddenly knocked on the door. "Naomi? It's me." she heard Satoshi's voice behind the door. Her face immediately brightened up, and she walked quickly to the door to open it.

Satoshi smiled at Naomi as she opened the door. "Hi" he greeted her, and Naomi answered "Hey" She seemed extremely happy to see him today. As soon as the door closed behind him, she rushed to hug him tightly. "Satoshi…" He could hear her start crying a little, from happiness, he assumed. He blushed and hugged her back. When she let go of him, they sat on her bed, both blushing like mad. An awkward silence filled the room. Though, the only thing he needed to make him happy was Naomi's presence. "How you holding up?" he broke the silence. It looked like it took Naomi a moment to understand that he had asked a question. "Uh… fine…" she answered quietly "or, actually, not really fine." she admitted, looking at the floor. They had had this same conversation many times during the past week, and this time Satoshi wanted to change something. He wanted to talk about how he felt. Not about Heavenly Host, but about her. Though if Naomi seemed too downhearted, it wouldn't be possible. It broke his heart to see her sad. "But I'm so happy that you've come here to see me every day." Naomi told him. "It really means a lot to me… Ayumi and Kishinuma haven't come to see me at all..." "Hey, it's not like they didn't care about you at all." Satoshi said. "I… guess there's just something special between you and me…" He wanted to be romantic, but wasn't sure if he had done the job well. But then he saw Naomi blushing.

Naomi blushed bright red when she heard Satoshi saying "something special" and "you and me" in the same sentence. Yes, he actually said that! She couldn't hide her blushing, and she didn't even want to. She looked Satoshi straight in the eyes, and she looked at hers. She thought to herself that she should tell him how she felt towards him now. There wasn't anything else to do anymore. Satoshi had already made the first move. Maybe he was too shy to continue. How cute! "Can I tell you something?" "Can I tell you something?" They two had said the exact same thing at the exact same moment. She couldn't believe it… She saw Satoshi blushing deeply too. "You tell first." he said laughing a little. "No, you tell first!" Naomi laughed with him, everything felt like it was a romantic comedy movie, but it was real! "Should we say it at the same time?" Satoshi suggested. The atmosphere didn't feel awkward anymore, the ice had broken. "Okay." she answered him smiling. Satoshi started the countdown, and Naomi joined. "Three..." This felt like a dream. A wonderful dream. "Two..." Oh my God. This was happening. There was no coming back. "One..." Silence conquered the room for one more second, and then they both took a deep breath, and looking at each other eyes they both said at the same time: "I love you." A sudden realization hit Naomi as she said those words and heard the same ones from Satoshi. Same seemed to happen to him. She didn't have to hold back her love anymore… Satoshi came closer to her, and leaned forward. Naomi followed his lead. Meanwhile their hands had found each other. She turned her head a little sideways and closed her eyes. Her lips met his.

Ayumi was standing alone beside the front door of the school. She along his three friends had a habit of meeting there before entering the school, and she didn't want to break it. It was still raining, but there was a shelter above her standing point. As she looked at the rain hitting the ground, he wondered if Naomi was going to school today… if she wasn't, she could talk to Satoshi the whole day… Her thoughts cut there. She discerned two familiar figures in the distance walking together, hand in hand, sharing an umbrella. It… it couldn't be… she refused to accept it… no… "NO!" she yelled and rushed inside the school with tears rolling down her cheeks.

Yoshiki was running. He hated being late to school, their teacher, Mr. Matsuoka was sometimes really harsh, and he obviously didn't like detention. He missed Miss Yui… As he came closer to the school, he saw people still standing outside of it. He sighed in relief. That meant school hadn't started yet. He was a little surprised that none of his friends were waiting for him outside. Well, maybe they got cold and just bored of waiting… as he stepped inside the school, the bell rang, reminding students that they had to go to their classrooms. Soon Yoshiki was in front of his class, 2-9. The door was open. He entered, noticing that the teacher wasn't there yet. He glanced at where Ayumi was sitting… or where she was supposed to be sitting. Her desk was empty. That was weird, she hardly ever was sick and she sure as hell couldn't be skipping a class. As he walked towards his desk on the back of the class, he noticed that Satoshi and Naomi were sitting next to each other and talking. It looked like they had moved their desks closer to each other. Did that mean they were finally dating? When Satoshi noticed him, he threw a smile at him and nodded. He looked so happy. They had to be dating. Yoshiki was happy for him, but he still was worrying about Ayumi. She had to be really sad over Satoshi and Naomi's relationship, and was probably somewhere crying. If he only could go comfort her… He suddenly woke up from his thoughts as Mr. Matsuoka walked in. He was a tall middle-aged man, with a bushy moustache and square glasses. The teacher began speaking, but Yoshiki wasn't listening. He toured the classroom with his eyes one more time. And finally he spotted Ayumi, she was sitting on a desk in the furthest corner of the classroom. She looked like she was sleeping, she was facing the desk using her arms as a padding. He wondered if she was okay… She looked calm, though he couldn't see her facial expression so couldn't really tell… "Kishinuma! Could you repeat what I just said?" Mr. Matsuoka yelled. Yoshiki startled, and moved his gaze to the teacher. "Uh… I'm sorry, sir… I wasn't listening…" "Well, you better stop daydreaming, you don't wanna miss out on the wonders of grammar!" he joked and some laughed a little. Yoshiki hummed, and started to pay attention. After a few minutes of concentration he glanced over Ayumi. She was now sitting with her back straight, and making notes on her book. Yoshiki immediately noticed that she had cried, her eyes were swollen and her face was still a bit red. Poor Ayumi… He wasn't really sure what he was feeling. He sympathized with Ayumi but felt kind of happy that her crush on Satoshi was possibly fading away now… Though he felt bad for feeling that. "Kishinuma! What did I tell you just about ten minutes ago?" Matsuoka yelled at him again. Yoshiki turned his head towards him. "Sorry, sir."

Ayumi didn't hurry when the bell rang meaning that the class had ended. She slowly packed her books and pencils, looking at Satoshi exiting the class together with Naomi. Yoshiki seemed to be tying his shoes, still sitting on his chair. Ayumi walked to the exit, trying to look as normal as she could. "Shinozaki, is everything alright?" Mr. Matsuoka asked her worryingly as she walked past the teacher's desk. "Uh… yes, sir…" Ayumi answered not looking at him. He was actually a somewhat kind teacher but nothing compared to Miss Yui. She soon sat down in the nearly empty school cafeteria. She didn't care where she was, as long as Satoshi and Naomi weren't there. She saw Yoshiki approaching her. What did he want…? She wasn't in the mood to talk about anything. He sat on the chair opposite to hers. "Shinozaki… Uh… I noticed that you were really sad… Are you okay?" Yoshiki asked nervously, looking at her eyes. She didn't feel like answering, but of course she had to. "Yeah, I'm fine." she lied. Yoshiki didn't seem to give up. "It's about Satoshi and Nakashima, isn't it?" He read through her like an open book. She looked down, and nodded slightly. Yoshiki looked at her concerned. "It's okay… you'll find the right one sooner or later." Ayumi had no idea why he was talking about this to her, and why she was listening. Could these topics be discussed with a guy? She guessed they could, after all. "Thanks, Kishinuma…" Yoshiki seemed to really care about her… He was so kind. A good friend. The bell rang again. "Come on, let's get back to the classroom." Yoshiki suggested smiling. "Okay." she agreed, finding herself smiling a little too.


If anyone is reading this, hope you enjoyed! I will start working on the next chapter a week from now, I'm going abroad tomorrow. It won't be as long as this one, I swear!