Special shout out to Korazan for the review! Now the prologue is out of the way, speech bubbles are on the rise. :)

It has been ten years since the last disappearance, however something is different from previous years. A storm is brewing. It can be felt in the air, your very bones. Something is about to change. Deep in the heart of the forest the yokai are gathering ,scheming, preparing; for word of a person appearing who has black hair and blue eyes has reached their ears...

At this very moment outside a rickety old inn in a small village is a school bus, a bus full of students headed on a camping trip. Maybe it was bad luck, or even fate that made them miss the turn off sign and end up in this little town covered in green, but one can be sure that a certain set of coincidental misfortunes did lead them here and for a purpose. For on this bus next to a sleeping blonde sat a black haired, blue eyed teenager named Hanae. Fond eyes gazing at his best friend, boss and mentor as he snores blissfully unaware.

Hanae is as sweet and gentle as he is kind. Good at sports and lover of flowers and small yokai, but Hanae carries a secret he has had from birth, well hidden and tended to. It is a secret he wishes would never be brought to light. However it will be revealed, steam-rolled and scrutinized in the very near future.

With gravel crunching underfoot intermittently, the homeroom sensei slowly picks his way through patches of unkempt grass back to the bus, small piece of worn parchment paper in hand. Unconsciously the man could be seen solemnly shaking his head and muttering under his breath. Adjusting his glasses he abruptly stops steels himself and determinedly turns to face the students. Glasses glinting in the afternoon sun, concealing the feverish look in his eyes, he takes a shuddering breath and begins addressing all who were listening.

"It seems there are no vacant rooms at the inn so we will be camping at a clearing by the edge of the forest for the night. It is almost sundown so the sooner we set up camp, the quicker we can settle around the campfire and I can show you all the pictures of my darling daughter..."

After receiving the initial information everyone went back to what they were doing and ignored the droning of the child obsessed sensei.

"Hey Hanae-chan! I have marshmallows; we should toast them over the fire together later!"

"Sure Fusshi!..." Hanae agrees whilst turning in his chair to face said person. Glancing at Saga, he was also enthusiastically nodding with his eyes closed with a content smile plastered on his face.

"...Say Abeno-san, do you want to toast some marshmallows too?" This question is only answered with a noncommittal grunt.

Their group settled once more as the bus roared to life, heading to their destination for the night.

After ten minutes of driving the bus driver parked along the side of an old unkempt paved road sporting cracks, small tufts of grass here and there and a loose cow chewing long grass only meters away. Meanwhile the homeroom sensei double checked the map he was given by the inns keeper noting the hard packed dirt path leading towards the forest that they must follow. Once he believed to be in the right place sensei checked off the role call sheet in his monotone voice and had his students get off the bus in single file.

Everyone unpacked the necessary supplies from the storage compartment of the bus, each carrying their fair share of food, cooking utensils and bedding. For a short amount of time they walked in silence until at last they reached a fairly large clearing still relatively close to the outskirts of the forest.

Camp was set up quickly with three to four people per tent; girls on one side, boys on the other with sensei and the bus drivers' tent set between them. Hanae, Fushii, Saga and Abeno's tent was last in line and therefore facing away from the path they had come, this meant that they were the closest ones to the dense forest.

"I've heard malicious yokai wander around this forest after dark, better be careful they don't attack us in our sleep..." whack! "Ouch what was that for Saga?!" Whack! "That's just an urban legend Fusshi"

"Pfft-hahahaha! What are you guys doing?!" Not able to hold it in any longer Hanae laughed out loud at his friends banter. However he was secretly using his newly refined skills to search for any nearby yokai. Risking a glance at Abeno, it seems that he too came to the same conclusion. No yokai presences could be detected...Yet something was amiss, he just couldn't quite put his finger on it. The forest was too quiet, especially so close to night time...