A/N: The first arc is ofcourse the introductory one so don't expect some serious plot devices here, it might take a couple of chapters as well. Also, be reminded that not all the characters are going to be introduced yet. Some will be having their debuts on the next arcs :D


Replies on the Previous Chapter: (I'll start to do this now since I'm always not able to reply on reviews already. Also, only reviews on the previous chapter will be answered here.)

The Real Runey: Oh thank goodness!! I really thought it would be boring to some considering it's the same prologue but with additional details. I hope you continue to read until the end too. And lol yes, Endou's the very reason for Gouenji's reputation to fall lol. Again, thank you for the continuous support! Reviews truly helps me!

Titania R0se: Aww thank yoouu! And I'm not gonna disappoint you (I hope lol)! Lol Endou. He's always gonna be the child that he is. Thanks again!

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Original Word Count: 1,350

Version 2.5: 1,346 words

Welp, let's get on with the chapter, shall we?


= A Moonlit Night in 4F =


"I know you'll make good use of this, you're my grandson after all..."

Endou was exposed to a faint light beyond his glued eyelids and found himself forcefully opening his tired-burdened eyes. The dream that he had was immediately washed away from his memories as he stared at the empty white painted ceiling.

"Wha... What time is it..?" He asked, his voice cracking slightly. He wasn't even sure if it was towards himself or someone else entirely. His sudden wake proved to be disorienting to say the least, it's almost as if someone woke him up.

Remembering that there was actually a way for his question to be answered, he turned to his left. He groaned as he was faced with the not-so-faint light anymore. Seriously, whose bright idea was it to place the bed table beside the window? The said person didn't even close the curtains for crying out loud!

There was a moment's paused before he realized who the perpetrator was.

"Ugh.. I forgot to close it again, didn't I?" He grimaced as he continuously reminded himself that he was no longer living with his parents. He was living in the Inabikari Apartment Complex now, in unit 4F to be exact, and the responsibilities even on such simple things was solely on his shoulders. Then again, it had just been a month. It was still all a learning process for the high school student so he guessed that he could forgive himself this one time.

Endou eventually remembered why he was facing on the said direction and his eyes finally adjusted enough to be able to read the red-stricken numbers on the soccer ball-themed alarm clock.

11:38 pm

He sighed.

After another minute of watching the center of the monochrome digital clock, he decided to get up and go get a quick drink.

He slipped out his thick blankets that featured a black-haired man on the field with a soccer ball on his knee, and stood up. Passing a wooden closet on his right, he held the doorway as his other hand rubbed his eye. Without further ado, he continued his small adventure with a step on his left.

As he expected, the moonlight was going inside his apartment's living room too. But of course, unlike the bedroom, there was no issue forgetting about closing the curtains of the rectangular window passed the sofa. He was going to see that after his baths anyways so he'll already very well be completely awake by then.

Trying to ignore the luminescence that entered his flat, he strided in a straight line to the kitchen.

It didn't take a minute for him to reach his destination as well as a pitcher of water in the fridge. He took it to his right where the counter was while his other hand busied itself with a glass from the cup holder.

Just as he was pouring the transparent liquid, something was caught from his peripheral vision. A shadowy figure at the front of the glass encased window, or at least that's what he thought he saw until he peered his head in that direction and saw a great load of nothing. He decided to just shrug and gulp down his water to his content.

After a relieved sigh, he tiredly walk back to his room.

Stomp... Stomp...

The sound immediately got Endou's attention and he was rather surprise to be turning his head to the same place as before and even more surprised to find a black smear on the floor. Without bothering to open the lights, he trudged to the window and crouched down.

"Mud?" Endou wondered as he retrieved the finger that touched the tainted spot. "But where—"

Slam!

Endou fell backwards from his position in great shock, black muddy military boots easily caught his attention as he kept his sight on his target. Yet his still baffled figure slowly raised his head in undeniable curiosity. He scanned torn camouflage jeans and the same colored and even more beaten up button-up long-sleeves.

In all honesty, Endou found himself lost. Where and how did this person even enter his flat?! Yet as weird as that was, there was an even greater oddness about the scene. The strong-looking built didn't have the most important part of a person.

It didn't have a head.

It was just a body, but now with black dirtied hands reaching to him, seemingly aiming to grab him. Endou widened his eyes as he let himself get eaten by fear.

"Look at what you did to my floor!!"

Fear of giving an additional payment for possibly uncleanable tiles— or worse, broken ones.

The headless creature looked at his feet but remembered that he didn't have a head so just imagined what he could've done to the place he was standing at.

"You're going to help me clean this right now!" Endou shouted as he leaned closer to the being who was awkwardly flailing his arms, seeming to be trying to say something. Endou, without even figuring out his message, quickly took two rugs and pushed the other one to the stranger in great panic. How was anyone going to believe that he's a responsible person if all his parents were going to get were unreasonable charges?

The moonlit night went on with the two angrily wiping, that soon became scrubbing and mopping, the floor spotless.


Meanwhile in the same yet different place...

"I said, stop laughing!!" A severed head with pink semi-bald hair bellowed as he stared down from the top of a low table he was placed on.

His companion, a platinum blond with flame-shaped locks, ignored his angry fit as he clutched the thick orange futon that was pressed by the table top. Despite the absence of sound from his person, his vibrating figure on the glassy floor and his hands circling the covered once white— now almost completely red — hoodie that he wore showed that he was evidently laughing — of which was the only form of laughter known wherein the person stayed looking cool despite chuckling his arse off.

"Stop it right now or I'll destroy this precious kotatsu of yours, Gouenji!" The former cadet warned as he bounced on the single non-glass object on the room.

The teen-ager wearing a dried bloodied orange jacket abruptly stopped and slowly sat up.

The apparently owner of the headless body watched as he was presented with two dagger-like — in both length and form — shards sprouting from the neck of the other male. A blue battered jeaned knee followed his ascension as he used it to rest his left orange and cream sleeved arm on. The smug smirk didn't leave his face as he placed himself closer to the pinkett's head.

The one identified as Gouenji steadied himself by flattening his right hand on the ground. More than one small shard was seen attached to his left arm as he waved a hand and pointed his left pointer finger behind the talking head. The television-shaped glass that showed them a scrubbing green-uniformed body and a mopping orange-pajamaed brunet was turned off and replaced by red characters that miraculously started appearing on it.

"Okay. Sorry, Someoka."

Someoka turned his whole form to the mirror spirit as soon as he was done reading the words written in blood. He was then presented with an amused smile.

Someoka clicked his tongue. He knew so well how the other man played his tricks. Someoka knew that Gouenji was nowhere near sorry and that he was enjoying every moment of his body's suffering.

"It's just really too funny," looking over Gouenji's shoulder, scarlet words suddenly appeared on the wall just above the hardened fake sofa as the latter couldn't help a sneer form on his lips.

"May I remind you that you haven't made one successful scare for the whole month he's here!" Someoka seethed between teeth. At least he wasn't the only one failing here. And to his grimace, only the three-lettered abbreviation that he hated the most appeared on every corner of the replicated 4F apartment.

"Lol."


= End of Chapter I =


A/N: Someoka, Gouenji, and his mirror dimension are introduced! The reason for the kotatsu, however, is going to be explored somewhere in the future. And yes, Gouenji's in Ares form (actually most of them are.. coz why the hell not?). Also, please do tell if the ending came out too corny lol.

Btw, a kotatsu is a low, wooden table frame covered by a futon, or heavy blanket, upon which a table top sits. Underneath is a heat source, formerly a charcoal brazier but now electric, often built into the table itself (Source: Wikipedia).

Hope you enjoyed the read! Look out for some mistakes for me!


Confession: Supposedly, this isn't the first chapter. What I wrote was Endou's first day on the apartment where he met the guards, Hibiki, Tobitaka, Fuyuka, etc. but then it turned out boring because of all the details. So, what I did was combine that chapter on the prologue and got on with the scaring spree!