Kaori sat in the library, digging through some old books about ghosts and paranormal phenomena. "Found anything yet?" a deep, husky voice suddenly spoke next to her. Kaori jumped and glared at where she thought Haruka stood. "Stop that!" she talked out loudly, earning some odd looks from the other visitors of the library. "You shouldn't talk that loud." Haruka chuckled, causing Kaori to get angry. "I talk as loud as I want, dammit! Besides, why can't you leave me alone, you friggin ghost?" "Now you're definitely drawing attention towards you." Came the sarcastic remark. Kaori growled and pointed at the old book she had been reading. "You were right with your surmise. Your soul can't leave this world as long as you haven't finished what you need to bring to an end." "But I don't know what it could be!" Haruka cried out, frustrated. "Well, I don't know how you could find that out." Kaori admitted. Haruka let out a heavy sigh and asked the question that was burning on her tongue since she had left Michirus apartment. "Did you find anything about black riders?" Kaori nodded. "Why? Did they come to get you?" "No." Haruka quickly explained what happened, and Kaori nodded, looking thoughtful. "I see. The black riders you saw, Haruka, are sent from Hell. They collect the souls of the evil people who died, like murderers, rapists etc. The fact that they left you behind and didn't take you with them can show two things." "And those could be?" "First, your soul is good enough to be sent to Heaven as soon as you're free. Or second, some higher entity chose you for a special destiny." Haruka groaned and slapped her forehead, although Kaori couldn't see that. "Great. That helped me a lot." "I'll try to find out more." Kaori sighed. "Okay. Gotta go, my girlfriend needs me." Kaori just nodded, and the familiar cold breeze passed her. She shivered and then looked around, to see various people staring at her as if she had lost her mind. Kaori laughed sheepishly. "Never mind me! I often talk to myself! ^_^"
Michiru laid on her couch, exhausted, but sleep wouldn't come. Her face still hurt from the beating she had received, but she was glad that nothing more happened. Luckily, Haruka had shown up in time. Michiru closed her eyes when suddenly a soft hand ran through her hair. "You should sleep." Harukas voice came. Michiru opened her eyes again, only to see Haruka kneeling next to the couch, smiling. "I can't." Michiru replied. "I'm tired as hell, but I can't sleep." Haruka gently caressed her lover's face. "I talked to a medium, Michiru. She only told me things I already know." The blonde sighed. "I have to finish something before I can rest in peace." Michiru reached out, trying to touch Haruka, but had to find out that her hand went right through her lover's body. "Stop that!" Haruka yelped. "It's not a nice feeling!" Michiru blushed. "Sorry." Haruka smiled at her. "It's okay. Did police come and ask you out about Masumo?" Michiru shook her head. "No one of the people on the street remembered from which floor he fell. So they assume that it was suicide." "Great." Haruka chuckled. Michiru shot her a scolding look. "You should be ashamed, Haruka. You killed that man." "Yeah, but he killed me." Haruka pointed out. "True." Michiru agreed, looking down at her legs. Haruka didn't know what to say and just looked at her lover's face. Feeling that her strength was vanishing, she quickly spoke up. "Michiru…even when I have to leave this world, you know I'll be always with you." Michirus head came up at the hollow sound of the last words, and her eyes filled with tears when she realized what that meant. Haruka was gone.
"Gimme me another one." Tinoshi slurred. The barkeeper eyed him oddly, but decided not to ask and poured another whisky for the already drunk man. Tinoshi grabbed the glass and gulped it down. Next to him, Yamada sat, even more drunk. "You know, drinking is bad for your brain." An all-to-known voice suddenly came. Yamada flinched, throwing his glass down on the floor. "Hey!" the barkeeper yelped. "Watch it, buddy!" "S-sorry." Yamada stuttered. "Tinoshi, I have to go. See you." Before Tinoshi could react, Yamada jumped up and left the bar. "Think you can run away from me?" Harukas voice spoke next to him. "Leave me alone!" Yamada snarled. "You damn ghost!" "I'm hurt. But you know what? You'll end up just like Masumo. And as soon as I'm finished with you, I'll take care of Tinoshi." That scared Yamada. "Please, don't kill me." He stopped walking and looked around, hoping that he would be able to see Haruka. The blonde appeared behind him and tapped his shoulder. Yamada screamed and twirled around. Haruka grinned at him, but her grin was cruel and cold. "You are as good as dead, Yamada." Yamada screamed, stumbled back, then turned around and started to run. "You can't get away!" Haruka screamed after him, enjoying the fear she caused in him. "I will find you! You can run, but you can't hide!" Yamada ran around the corner and was gone, while Haruka stood on the street, howling with laughter.