-America POV-

When Japan said that, everyone went into an uproar, claiming that he was wrong and this and that and the other… really, it was irritating. Germany slammed his hands down on the table and told everyone to shut up, as expected of him. I took that moment to speak. "Japan's a nation too, dudes! Maybe it's a Japanese school?! Duh?!"

Japan nodded. "Hai. Heavenly Host was located in Japan, but was torn down after a bunch of students were murdered by an instructor. They then replaced the old school with Kisaragi Academy."

Everyone shut up at that. You could hear a pin drop.

Russia looked at the screen and told everyone to look, and we saw that Hawaii was crying and her ankle was trapped in the floor, causing worry to slide onto my face. This… isn't good…

We could tell that she sprained her ankle really badly, and she wouldn't fare well if it didn't get taken care of. But she'd never had to or learned how to deal with a sprain, so she wasn't in a good situation.

Luckily, someone was walking down that same corridor and saw her, so he hurried over to help. Thank god…

He looked about 17, and seemed very mysterious, for some reason. Maybe that was just my mind playing tricks on me. I don't know.

"Thank god…" France blurted, sighing with relief as he relaxed slightly.

We all watched as he helped her, a frown returning to my face when Hawaii started to blush. Why was she blushing…? I didn't know how to feel about that…

Sighing and shaking the thought off, I focused back on the screen as Kizami carried Hawaii into the infirmary and got things for a splint to be made. At least the guy was keeping his promise…

I could tell that he was good at making a splint just from watching him. He was so focused on his work to the point that I wondered if he took a sport or something. Or maybe he liked medical stuff.

A dark chuckle snapped me out of my thoughts as I watched him watch Hawaii sleep. What was so funny…? Then, we all found out what was. He was crazy as proven by his laugh. He sounded like a madman.

All of us looked worried, concerned, or angered, and we couldn't do anything...

Clearly, I was angered, and England tried some spell - pfft - but it didn't work. As I figured. Back to the point… He wasn't to be trusted. This Kizami dude was dangerous!

-Kizami POV-

I continued to watch Nani sleep for a bit longer before getting off of the bed and looking around, grabbing some medical supplies and putting them in a backpack I 'found' earlier. To others, it'd be theft, but I felt like I found it.

I went over to a journal on the desk and tried to turn the pages, but it seemed stuck, much like it was a useless paperweight. How irritating, to be quite honest. I wanted to read the damn thing!

Growling in irritation, I looked at what appeared to be a space heater that was full of dust and even ash. It didn't seem useful, but it was interesting to look at nonetheless. Very old, much like the rest of the school. And it may be thrown at someone, if necessary…

I then turned to look at a poster of the digestion system that was on the wall, but it seemed to be painted over in a red substance… Blood, maybe…?

I took a closer look and smelled a coppery scent. Definitely blood… Interesting. So interesting, in fact, that I smirked and traced the blood over the digestive system. Still fresh. And now that I thought about it, a pair of scissors in the case were painted red with what appeared to be fresh blood, also. So, I cleaned my finger off before taking the scissors out by the rusted and blood-free handle, studying them closely and grinning when I saw some blood dripping off of the blades and onto the floor. Who killed who?

I heard rustling and quickly put them away, looking over at Nani again.

- Hawaii POV -

I slowly woke up and heard Kizami walking around, so I assumed he was looking around for anything useful. I sat up and stretched my arms over my head, yawning a little before looking at Kizami. "Hey, Kizami!" I exclaimed quietly, smiling as I got out of bed. Of course, I was careful to not flash anything.

"Hello… How did you sleep?" Kizami asked, looking at me with a ghost of a smile on his face.

"I slept like a rock!" I answered, causing him to chuckle a bit as he checked my ankle.

"Be careful with walking on it. If necessary, lean on me or let me carry you."

"Okay! I'll keep that in mind! Thank you, Kizami!" I said, smiling up at him. "Do we have everything…?" I asked, receiving a nod in response as he went to the door and opened it.

I followed him, being careful with my ankle as we walked back upstairs. Now that I wasn't in an all out panic, I could finally focus more on my surroundings, which were kind of dark and creepy. There was a rather fresh-looking corpse in the corner, causing me to wince as I hobbled over to look at it. She had a dark colored skirt and a white top with some tealish-green color and some other color. Possibly a pinkish-coral…?

"Yume…" Kizami muttered, crouching next to me and looking at her.

"I guess she was a classmate…?" I asked, which earned a nod from him.

"She's gone now. Let's go…" He said, standing and helping me up.

And then we continued to walk, with me looking over my shoulder at Yume. "Rest in peace, Yume…"

- Kizami POV -

As I stood, I helped Nani up from the floor, a blank expression on my face until I turned. When I did turn, an evil grin replaced my blank look. Nani would never know how little Yume died until it was too late for herself. I suppressed the urge to chuckle darkly as we continued on when I heard Nani murmur 'rest in peace' to the corpse of Yume, causing me to look at her.

"Yume would be proud to have known you, Nani." I blurted, forcing a small smile onto my face.

"I'm certain that she was a good person, Kizami…"

"She was. One of the smartest girls in our school, too…"

"What school do you go to?"

"Byakudan. And you?"

"I don't have school."

"Really?" I asked, receiving a nod from her. "Interesting…"

I could detect a light blush on her face. "Thank you, Kizami…"

"It's nothing." I finished, looking around before going into a classroom. Little did Nani know what was inside…

- Hawaii POV -

As we spoke, I cautiously looked around, curious about where we were. Of course, we were still in this… place, and we were on the second floor. However, I was still nervous about my lack of knowledge on where we were…

I followed Kizami into a classroom, which was rather dark… save for a lone candle in the corner of the room that only lit up a few feet of flooring and what looked like a hand. For the love of God, what is wrong with this place…?!

"I'll check out that candle, okay?" I asked, receiving a nod before I went over there and looked at it closely.

The wax was white, and some of it was dripping onto the bottom of a candleholder with a handle on it. I picked it up and looked around, lighting more of the room with it and seeing a corpse in front of me and a closet not far away. Of course, Kizami checked the closet and it was locked.

"I guess that there's nothing of use here… Here, I'll take the candle." Kizami said, taking it out of my hand and walking to the door.

"Alright-" I started, suddenly interrupted by a loud groan from the closet. "K-Kizami… I heard something!"

Kizami gently grabbed my wrist and made me look at him. "Go ahead, then." He ordered, in which I complied to and went forward.

I was out in the hallway and turned to look at Kizami again when I heard another groan and the door was suddenly slammed shut.

"Kizami!" I exclaimed, banging my fists on the door. "What happened!?"

"Just run!" He yelled before I heard a thump, causing me to sob and run back to the first floor. Luckily, I had the backpack, so I could help him… if he was still alive.

I sat down next to the infirmary doors, panting and gasping for breath as I let a few tears escape. Was Kizami dead?! Or was he alive?! Was it like earlier, when I got trapped in that one classroom?! Oh, I don't know…

I heard a pair of feminine voices, causing me to perk up a bit. Help! Someone that may have an idea of what the heck was going on!

"Hello?!" I called out as two women walked around to where the splattered body was and towards me, looking concerned.

"Hi~!" One girl with two large curls by her ears sang, a kitty smile on her face as she helped another girl with roughly chin-length brown hair around. It was clear that the second girl's ankle was sprained, also.

"Hey, there! Are you alright?" The one with the bad ankle asked, looking concerned as they stopped.

"Yeah, I'm alright. Do you know where we are, by any chance? And what are your names?" I asked, looking curious as I stood up.

"I'm Seiko Shinohara, but you can call me Seiko!" The girl with the brown curls replied.

"I'm Naomi Nakashima, but I wouldn't mind being called Naomi." The one with the sprained ankle said, smiling a little bit. "And who're you…?"

"I'm Puanani Okalani! But please call me Nani!" I replied, grinning. "Pleasure to meet you, Naomi and Seiko!"

"Pleasure to meet you, too!" The other two chorused as I looked at Naomi's ankle.

"Here, come in the infirmary. I have some stuff that a splint can be made with." I said, smiling as I slid the door open for them.

"Thank you, Nani!" Seiko chirped as she helped Naomi into the infirmary. "I'll make the splint!"

"Thank you…" Naomi said, blushing and shyly smiling as she sat down on the first bed. There were two beds pressed up against the wall to make a queen sized bed, so Naomi was on the outside one.

"Not an issue!" Seiko and I sang, smiling as I handed Seiko the things necessary for a splint to be made.

Seiko instantly went to work on making the splint, and Naomi was blushing and constantly saying thank you, in which made Seiko smile every time. It made me wonder if they loved each other…

Smiling, I looked at the now complete splint and nodded. "You're good at this, Seiko."

"Thank you!" She sang, giggling a little bit. "I kind of have to…"

"Would you mind telling me why…?" I asked, only to receive a sad look from the two of them.

"My mom disappeared a few years ago…" She said, her expression brightening up. "But it isn't that hard!"

A small and sad smile made it's way onto my face, understanding how it felt to lose a parent. It was always bad for the child…

Shaking my head a bit, I looked around nervously. I had a bad feeling about this room, and I was hoping that we'd be alright…

"You should sleep, Naomi!" Seiko exclaimed. "All of us should! We'll be in tip-top shape, then!"

Naomi got in first, then Seiko, then I took my shoes off and got on the bed last with a light blush on my face.

We talked a bit about our hopes and dreams and about love and stuff when I suddenly heard a young girl's call for someone, causing Seiko and I sit up.

"W-Wasn't that Yuka?!" Naomi asked, trying to get out of bed.

"Yeah, it was! Nani and I will check it out." Seiko said, smiling a bit as the two of us got out of the bed. "You rest!"

Naomi nodded and quickly fell asleep, and we went outside to investigate.

- Naomi P.O.V .-

Even though I wanted to help Seiko and Nani with finding Yuka, I listened to my best friend and rested up.

When I woke up, however, they hadn't returned and I became worried, so I stood up and went to the door, finding that it was locked.

"Wh-Wha…?!" I started, only to realize that long black hair was covering the door as I tuened and saw…

A shadow with a dark purple aura around it… And red eyes.

I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out as it grew uncomfortably close to me. With my mind a mess, I darted past it and tripped, seeing a hole open up right in front of my eyes.

As I scrambled up, the black shadow embraced me and I felt an almost unbearable pain, causing me to cry out in pain. What the hell was going on?!