A/N: Here we go again!

Shininglegacy22: Yeah, I'm glad you like him.

BlackDragon829: Absolutely

Ouchanrrul: I didn't set it up for that, but if I start running out of ideas, I'll probably think about making this a two shot. Where do you read the manga? I usually use Mangakakalot and the reviews were insane. I will take care, make sure you do too.

"Hey Senpai! I hear there's a new 'Frightening Tales to Tell in the Shadows' movie airing tomorrow!" Nagatoro mentioned on the way home from school.

"Yeah, I heard. I wonder if it's as good as the first one," her senpai replied in a mutter.

"Wait, you watched the first one? I never would have figured you to be a horror fan, but I suppose you're more than creepy enough to feel right at home with a horror movie," the kohai prodded.

"I don't watch a lot of pure horror movies, but I do like suspense and dark fantasy movies. Although, I'm going to be home alone tomorrow. Would you like to come over and watch it?"

He hadn't actually intended on inviting Nagatoro over to watch the movie, but something in his brain had made him do it.

"Really? Me, a high school girl, in the same house as you and a horror movie? I'll have nightmares just thinking about it tonight!" she said before running off at the intersection. "Later, Senpai!"

A fair chunk of the rest of the trip home was spent kicking himself for making such a teasable mistake.

The next morning, neither of the teens acted like the earlier night had even happened. The rest of the day went by as normal, barring Gamo's attempts to get Naoto to draw her doing a handstand.

"Hey Senpai, were you serious about letting me come over to watch the movie?" Nagatoro asked on the way home.

"Y-yeah, if you want," he offered.

"Then, I'm up for it!" she energetically answered.

"Oh-okay. Come with me, I guess."

(I'm going to twist the canon a little and say this is the first time Hayase visits Naoto's house)

The trip to her Senpai's house was a short one, which ended in front of a pleasantly medium-sized building.

"So this is where you live? It's not as gross as I would have expected," Nagatoro joked as she was led through the front door.

"Bathroom is down that hall, second door on the right. There's another one upstairs, too. Are you hungry?"

"Not really, I had an extra snack in school today."

"Okay. Well, the movie doesn't start until later tonight, so I guess we can just see what else is on until then," he suggested as he ascended the staircase.

"Where are you going?" Nagatoro asked with a point at the television in the main living room.

"S-sorry, I'm just really used to heading up to my room after school," he offered.

"Oh, your room is up there? Show me!" Nagatoro excitedly requested as she walked up the stairs.

"Um, okay." His room was the first room on the second floor, and Nagatoro rushed in.

"It's... clean," she disappointedly muttered. "A-ha! I knew I'd find something!" she declared after reading the titles of the books on his bookshelf. "What else do you have lying around?" Before he could answer, she started zooming around the space.

"Can you not?" Naoto asked, irritated.

The girl pulled herself from his closet and offered a weak, "Sorry".

"It's-it's fine, just don't go rummaging through my stuff again," he demanded.

He then turned on the television and sat down, leaning against the side of his bed. Nagatoro took a seat beside him and watched the show he put on. It was some show called Initial C, and was based around downhill racing.

"So, Takami is the main character, right?"

"Yep. He's the one in that car with writing on the side. It's called an '8-7', but he doesn't know that yet, because he hasn't raced yet," Naoto explained.

"But how can he race if he doesn't know anything about cars?"

"Well, he's driven the road longer than his friends know, so he's memorized the course and can naturally drive down it really fast."

After the episode ended, Naoto handed the remote to Nagatoro, who switched the channel to a nature documentary.

"As you can see, the trap jaw ant bites so fast, it can barely be seen by the naked eye," the narrator said.

"Hear that, Senpai? 'Naked'," she said with an elbow to his arm.

"In addition, the trap jaw ants are also armed with deadly stingers. Anything they come upon is fair game." The camera zoomed in on a swarm of ants that were stinging their prey, then started pulling it apart and carrying the pieces back to the nest.

"Sometimes I forget just how brutal nature really is," Naoto muttered as he stared intently at the screen.

"Yeah..."

"Are you hungry yet? It is almost dinnertime, after all."

"A little. What do you have?"

"Mostly leftovers, but we also have meat slices, ramen, and fruit," Naoto explained as he led his guest back downstairs and into the kitchen.

The two put together their own platefuls and ate in the living room. The conversation drifted to school topics, which is how Naoto learned that Sakura also joined the swim team and Gamo was considering becoming a cheerleader.

It was also how Nagatoro learned that Senpai drew Prez once when he first joined the art club, but chickened out and tore up the drawing before she could see it.

"But I still don't get why you would do that,"

"I wasn't good with drawing people back then, especially when they stared back. That's sort of the reason I was able to draw you that time you fell asleep."

Eventually, both plates were empty, so Naoto quickly washed the dishes while Nagatoro went back up to his room.

Half an hour went by, and the time came for the movie.

"You ready for this, Senpai? There's no backing out now," Nagatoro teased.

"I'm ready, but first," he replied, then turned off the light and closed his bedroom door. He took a seat next to Nagatoro and readied himself for the movie.

The beginning was rather slow-paced, with the occasional nightmare shown in the main character's dreams.

Towards the middle things picked up, including jump scares and more gruesome details in the nightmares.

Both viewers stared as the main character started walking home alone when a strange, inhuman gurgling came from behind him. He turned around, only to see an empty sidewalk. The camera zoomed in on his face, which was starting to collect sweat and show signs of fear.

He took one step backwards, then a second, and a third. His back ran into something, and he froze on the spot.

Nagatoro, for all of her attempts to play brave, had slowly curled up into herself over the course of the movie. The dark room did little to ease her nerves, but instead just made her more wary of her surroundings.

Back in the movie, the main character finally turned around, only to realize he had backed into a lamppost. He let out a terrified sigh of relief, not noticing the red eyes staring at him from a set of bushes as he walked away.

"I-I was kind of expecting him to have bumped into the monster. What about you, Senpai?"

She waited for a second, but got only silence as a response.

"Senpai?" She turned to the teen next to her, who was staring lifelessly at the screen in front of him.

Then, he gurgled and ever, ever so slightly, turned towards her.

Nagatoro let out a loud scream and frantically ran to the door, where she fumbled for the light switch and was nearly blinded when they finally came on.

Her eyes took a while to adjust, but her ears picked up on the sound of hysterical laughter.

"That-that was so good!" he managed to choke out. "You should have heard your scream!"

"Sen-Senpai! That wasn't funny!" she stuttered as she sat back down.

Naoto continued to laugh for a few minutes even as the movie got intense.

"How's it feel to be the victim?" he asked, causing Nagatoro to quietly growl and grumble.

As the movie drew to a close, Nagatoro unknowingly gripped onto Naoto's arm. He, on the other hand, was perfectly aware of the development. However, he chose not to say anything, as he was enjoying being the braver one for once.

As the main character got more desperate for a solution, he started turning to mystics and supposed magic users for answers. One, an outcast who was deemed insane by her own kind, claimed she knew exactly what the main character was dealing with and how to defeat it.

After going through the typical monologue about how the spirit was an ancient entity of pure evil, she showed him how to stop it, but he had to cut off his left ear first because the creature would whisper into that ear to sew doubts into anyone who tried to stop him.

Nagatoro flinched as the teenager brought a kitchen knife to his left ear and painfully sliced it off, then buried it so he wouldn't be tempted to sew it back on. The last fifteen minutes of the movie was spent by the main character collecting the required objects and setting up the ritual to banish the spirit.

As usual, the evil spirit tried to stop him, only to be sucked into a portal formed by the procedure.

Finally rid of the demon, the main character went home and fell into his bed. Mere moments after he pulled the sheets over himself, an odd clattering noise came from downstairs. He got out of bed and checked downstairs, but nothing was out of place. As he walked around the kitchen, a faint squish came from the ground. When he looked at what he stepped on, he saw his own severed ear, dirtied and rotting away from being underground for a few days.

Reluctantly, he picked it up and turned around to throw it in the garbage, and the movie ended with a loud jump scare courtesy of the evil spirit. When the thing's screechy roar finally subsided, the mystic woman's laugh echoed in the background.

Nagatoro placed her face into Naoto's arm with a squeal when the final jump scare occurred, and didn't let go of his arm until halfway through the credits.

"It's over, Nagatoro. You can let go of me now," Naoto said.

"How were you so calm throughout the movie? I thought you didn't like horror movies?" she asked as she loosened her grip on his arm.

"I've read a lot of horror manga. Some of them are a lot scarier than that was," he answered as the two walked downstairs.

"Hey Senpai? I know this is going to sound silly, but can you walk home with me?" Nagatoro meekly requested.

"You-you're really that scared? O-Okay."

"Wow Senpai, you can sit through a movie like that but get scared by walking with a girl," Nagatoro said, somewhat recovering her brave, fearless attitude.

"Shut-shut up. I-I never walked a girl home before." All he managed to do was get Nagatoro to laugh at his remark before they began the journey.

The trip to Nagatoro's residence was quick, mainly because one of them speed walked most of the way. Before they knew it, they had arrived at their destination.

"You know, I had a good time tonight. But next time, let's not watch a horror movie."

"If-if you insist," Naoto stuttered with a push on his glasses.

"Well well, I was wondering when you'd finally get back."

The two turned to see "Sis-Toro" leaning out a window, staring interestedly at the two of them.

"Shut up Onee-chan!" Nagatoro shouted while running into the house. Sis-Toro watched, then focused on the boy again.

"So, Senpai-kun, did you two have a good time?" the older sister asked before Nagatoro dragged her back inside and slammed the window shut.

'Yeah, I guess we did,' he answered to himself before returning the trip back home.

Unfortunately, he failed to notice a pair of red orbs eyeing him from within the bushes.

A/N: you can discredit that last line if you wish. Or not. Either way, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Also, I have most of the next chapter planned out, but I'm considering scrapping it because it's a lot more dark than the other one shots have been. I guess I'm asking you guys, do you want me to upload it or skip it and keep posting happier stories?