They had all seen the bold of thunder in the distance, but Ayumi was the one who reacted worse to it. She was squealing unexplainably, shifting around in uncontrollable movements. Naomi and Satoshi exchanged quick, worried looks. What on enough had gotten into their friend? But yoshiki knew. During their time at heavenly host, when they had escaped with Yuki, Ayumi had relived Yukis death while still in the room. She was screaming and making random movements, and he had been worried sick abut her. Whose life had she slipped into? What was she experiencing? Suddenly, she let out a sullen whimper, and passed out. Yoshiki was just quick enough to catch her in his arms, and quickly explained the situation to his worried friends. 'Damn it,' he thought, 'what was he gonna do?' He couldn't seem get through to her, so he made a bold decision.

"I'm going to take her to my place," he said, slinging her arm over his shoulder. Ayumi was light and it wouldn't be too hard to carry her, since he had done it a few times already during the dark times of heavenly host. The others nodded. Naomi was planning to go to Satoshis house afterwards anyway, so they split up. Yoshiki promised to get her to explain and would text them after she woke up. He started on his mission through the rain to his little flat on the other side of the town. It was still a long way..

(I'm back on the pier again...)

Mayu felt a slight shiver run through her spine. She was waiting for Morishige, he was due to meet her by the old pier any minute now, to practice for the auditions for the new production in their drama club. Suddenly, she spotted the serious looking boy down the road. He was wearing a casual outfit, it was always the same

"Hey Shig, bro!" She yelled, calling him over to the entrance way. "Did'ya bring the scripts?" Morishige nodded, handing the folder to his companion. As they strolled through the arch, Mayu skimmed the script, looking for any highlighted characters, since Morshige would often highlight the characters he was interested in.

"You want to play Arataka?"'asked Mayu, reading the role description. Arataka was a great detective and one of the main three characters in the play.

"Yeah. Arataka has a 'side kick', a girl called Koroa." Morishige added, pointing to her character description. Mayu laughed. It was highlighted?!

(Why the hell would Morshige highlight a girls role? He always was strange...)

"You want to play that role too?" Commented Mayu with a slight smirk. Morishige sighed in frustration, Mayu could be so obnoxious sometimes.

"Don't be stupid," he muttered "I was thinking you could play her. Then we would work together, no?" Mayu laughed. Her friend got so worked up sometimes.

"I was joking," teased Mayu "And I actually think that was a good idea!"

They were right on the pier now, right above the rolling waves.

"Do you want to be an actor for a career?" asked Mayu, looking at her friend.

"I wish," he said, sullenly "but I'm not popular, no one would choose me?"

"That's not what matters!" Retorted Mayu "it's only ability that counts." Morishige shrugged, still adamant that he was right.

"Anyway, what about you?" he quickly asked, changing the subject.

"Well...don't laugh at me," she said blushing. Morshige nodded reassuringly. Mayu had never made fun if his ambitions, so he had returned her favour.

"I just want to make everyone happy! I wanna run charities, save the environment, mace everyone equals!" Morshige noticed the determination in her bright eyes. "I've actually already started a prodject with a charity, and I'm saving up to help funding!"

"Oh?" Questioned Morshige "What's it for?"

Mayu turned to her friend, she was glad someone was interested. Her father was to busy with work to care what she did, and her mother didn't show much interest.

"It's to fund lots of drama clubs around the county!" Mayu continued

"It's not much, but I get to help with one of the openings right after the culture festival isn't that great!"

(Ack my head...)

Suddenly the time went by like it was being fast forwarded, and a thousand images whizzed by in minutes, seconds even. Suddenly, there was another great flash of blue blinding light and then, it was pitch black.

He glanced at the unconcious girl. As soon as he had stumbled back into his flat, he had laid her on his couch. He'd gathered all the pillows he possessed and arranged them in arched fashion. As soon as he felt her forehead, he knew that she had a fever, and had rushed to get her a cold flannel and cotton blanket. The anxious boy had done everything he could to make her feel comfortable, but in his heart he knew she deserved so much more. He reflected on the happenings at the park...did she really mean it? Did she love him? Or did she simply feel sorry for him? He was perched on the edge of the couch, right next to her, protectively clutching her sweaty hands, when her brow suddenly furrowed and she stirred.

"Y..Yo..Yoshiki?" She whispered, slowly opening her cobalt blue eyes

"Ayumi!" He exclaimed, relieved "You were having another of those...visions, weren't you?Ayumi nodded. She didn't think Yoshiki would of remembered that she had those visions, but he did, and that made her smile.

"What was it about?" Ayumi looked up. She wasn't at home, she was lying on some couch, with Yoshiki looking straight through her soul as if looking for answers. In her confusion, she sat up.

"Where am I? Where's Hinoe?" She said, suddenly succumbing to a panic.

"After you passed out," explained Yoshiki "I carried you.. To my place." Ayumi looked at him in a strange way. If she had passed out, then wouldn't it of been best for him to take her home, where Hinoe would of surely of cared for her! She took a good look around. It wasn't as shabby as she might of imagined, it was actually quite a warm and cosy flat. Music sheets were scattered everywhere, on the kitchen table, on windowsills...everywhere. She knew he loved music, but had no idea to what extent. The couch was large, and took up a good portion of the mostly open plan room.

"You didn't have to stay with me..." she said, stretching.

"Yes I did!" He retorted, clenching his free hand "I need to protect you... I promised myself 'no matter what happens'!" Ayumi glanced at him, lying back down.

"Now I remember...it was you."

Confused, Yoshiki demanded for her to tell him what had happened in her dream.

"It was Mayu and Morishige, they were on the pier," she bit her lip, "They...They were talking about what they wanted to do when they graduated... But now their both gone! Dead! Forgotten!" Ayumi started sobbing helplessly. "Yoshiki, it's all my fault!" Instantly, Yoshiki was back by her side, an arm around her trying to comfort her, or at least calm her down.

"AYUMI, DONT BLAME YOURSELF AGAIN," he shouted frustratedly.

After awhile, her breathing slowed down, And she stopped crying. She looked so tired.

Yoshiki sighed. This was really getting out of hand! But what he know about spirits...He glanced at the time on his phone. He had been watching her, thinking, for over two hours.

"It's late, I'm gonna go to bed," Yoshiki, standing up, his back aching. He was fatigued.

"NO!" cried Ayumi, grabbing his arm and pulling him back beside her. "I need you to stay with me! Every night I have nightmares, but when I'm with you I'm..." She stopped. She was blabbing to much about her stupid feelings. "Sorry.." she shivered, and realised she was still wearing the days crumpled clothes, but much to her surprise yoshiki didn't pull away. Instead he came and lay down next to her, his arm brushing against hers. It was dark...

"It's gonna be okay, Shinozaki," Yoshiki said, snaking an arm around her waist. The same jolt went through her body, making her blush in the dark.

"Mmmm," she said, curling up into his chest. He was still wearing that jacket...actually thinking about it, she hadn't seen him not wearing before! He was so warm...

"Ayumi..." He said, brushing some of her inky black-blue hair out of her flushed face. His fingers, hard from plucking guitar strings, felt rough against her hot skin. They traced her eyes, nose, lips...

"Hmm?" She whispered. She looked at him. He was fast asleep...

Ayumi woke up to the bright sunlight shining through the sheer blinds. Her limbs were tangled with his, and she realised she still had a tight grip on his hand. Quickly, she sat up, being careful not to disturb Yoshiki, who was still deep in sleep.

*BLEEP*

A text had come through through. It was Hinoe, asking where she was. Luckily, her parents were away on a business trip, otherwise she would of been utterly, screwed. She decided that she better not worry her sister for much longer. Nervously, she searched around for some paper so she could leave a note for Yoshiki, it would be plain rude not to. Thinking she had found one, she picked up a pen, and turned the sheet over check nothing was there. When she did, she saw that it was one of his many music sheets...but this one seemed different. The notes were scribbled on carelessly, and it definitely didn't come from one of his music books. She scanned the page curiously, and soon enough found a title. She let out a small gasp when she read it.

'Ayumi's Song'

How sweet! Yoshiki Kishinuma, a sarcastic, rude person... Had been sweet enough to write an entire song for her! She was sure of it now, he didn't lie to her. After shuffling around in some drawers, she eventually found some post it notes and a black biro. This was the message she was kind enough to leave:

Hinoe worried bout me. Sorry...

P.s thx for helping me last night :3

Ayumi xx

She glanced one last time at Yoshiki, whose dirty-blonde hair was dishevelled and his eyes still shut. Careful to make no noise, she unlocked the door, walked out, locked the door again and posted the keys back through the letter box.