Falling Blood-Stained Snow

Falling Blood-Stained Snow

A/N: PLEASE REVIEW! :) I promise myself I'll never write in Syuusuke's POV again!

(Though I might have to later in the story… Sigh) I finally remembered/have a chance to describe what Yukiko looks like!

Oh, for all those people who don't know (which would be about…everyone) I'm making this up as I go, so we will just have to see how it progresses! (I'm not the type to plan every single detail, in stories anyway)

Chapter 3: Syuusuke Fuji

Syuusuke's POV

This girl… Opening my eyes, I started to peer through her mind while dragging her to the clubhouse. Hmm? So that's what happened to her, huh?

This girl… I would normally just pass her over to the land of dead but I can't. She has to decide whether to live or die and if she chooses to live… I guess she's going to stay on earth a tad bit longer!

Besides, I wouldn't mind seeing her light cream coloured skin, large pastel-green eyes and long, silky bluey snow-like(in other words, a very light blue) coloured hair again!

I dragged the, now, non-struggling ghost-girl-in-the-faux-body to the clubroom.

It was only a matter of minutes before we reached our destination.

"Just watch from the benches, ok?" I said, cheerfully.

"Ok." She answered.

"Just wait for me here at the end of practice, ok?"

"Yes."

"See you later!"

"Good bye."

So formal… then again she was born in the 15 hundreds after all.

I walked into the clubroom after waving good bye. I quickly got changed and was bombarded with questions by none other then Eiji Kikumaru, my best friend and a collector (a person who works for a divine family, searching, either, for information on certain lost souls or tracking them down, helping the divine beings Passover ghosts quicker), and Takeshi Momoshiro.

"Ne, sempai! Who's that cute girl?" Momoshiro asked.

"Nya! Fujiko! Who's she, who's she?" Kikumaru asked childishly, even though he very well knew who she was. That she was a lost soul and she was in one of the Echizen's custom made faux bodies. So the Echizen's have returned nya?

"She's a transfer student from Osaka. I was just informed this morning to escort her to her classes for the week." I said, with my smile intact.

"Eh?! And here I thought Fuji-sempai got a girlfriend…" Momoshiro mumbled.

I opened my eyes and said, "Oh?"

I heard Momoshiro 'eep' before high tailing out of the clubroom.

I quickly got changed and began doing some drills for a warm-up.

Back to Yukiko's POV!

I watched closely to each player's form and studied it thoroughly. I absorbed all the stances, movements, everything… About 10 people have true skill… even if I do not play this 'sport', I can still see potential.

When I looked over again, at the courts, I saw that Ryoma was playing someone who looked like a junior (2nd Year, Middle School/Year 8 for my school). He had black hair, with it combing up to look like a…broom, was it called? Weird hair style… Though I'm to one to talk, with my hair colour and all…oh well.

Ryoma stopped the game saying something about an injury. I couldn't really hear from the clubhouse. I continued watching tennis practice until ended and waited for Fuji-san. It was just a few minutes before he came out and dragged me (by the wrist) to our homeroom classroom.

(10 minutes of dragging later…)

We reached the classroom, I introduced myself to the class and was told to sit between Fuji-san and 'Eiji Kikumaru' (who happily introduced himself and uh…glomped me).

I was really confused by Kikumaru-san's behaviour. He was childish, hyperactive and jumpy… I really don't get him at all.

The homeroom teacher, Inuki-sensei, informed everyone that they were supposed to do a play and that it would be graded, much to the shock of, well, everyone except me and Fuji-san.

"This play can either be an original or based on another play. Please decide quickly, this will also be assessed – your cooperation, that is." She said.

After minutes of "This!", "No this!" and "No, no! This!" later, the class had decided to do the play based on 'Hell Girl' (A/N: based on the manga!) and – somehow – decided I would be Hell Girl – Ai Enma – and Fuji-san would be the perverted teacher.

"Alright class," Inuki-sensei said. "Now that we've had a feel of this play, please remember to practice your lines and we will hold practice after school. All after school club activities will be cancelled for you."

"Today we will get to know this play and be practicing and learning your lines. Be prepared to make props and costumes soon."

"Hai, sensei!"

Everyone started to practice their lines while I just read them in my head. How does one write, edit and finalise a script in 5 minutes? These people are unbelievable!

"What are you doing all alone here in the corner?"

I looked up to see it was Fuji-san and responded with, "reading my lines, Fuji-san."

"Hmm? We're going to be working together so call me Syuusuke, 'kay?"

"But tha-" I was cut off by Fuji-san's finger.

"Syuu-su-ke, ne?" He sounded out each syllable happily.

"Ok… Syuusuke-kun."

"Improving…"

"I want to read my lines, please go away."

"Let's practice, together." He said with his usual smile and closed eyes.

"Sure…" I'm starting to hate the Fuji's… Ryoma, where are you when I need you?

Ryoma! Where for art thou Ryoma?!

To be continued!

A/N: Sorry about the late(ish) update! I've been listening to songs (and singing them, therefore it's hard to write) checking my email (I have new e-mail's every hour!) and other various things. I also had a little trouble in deciding what play they would do (at first I thought of doing 'Ice and Snow' from DNAngel but I changed my mind!)…

PLEASE R-E-V-I-E-W!! :)