Creamii: Sorry I didn't update! I'm getting cut down by homework! .

So…

Previously on Lost Spirit

Bankotsu interrupted. Michiko smiled

"Thank you"

"It's what I do."

He looked around; he got off from his spot on the ground and walked directly in front of Michiko which was now facing him inside her cell. He whispered

"I promise that I'll get you out, even if it costs my life."

"HOW?!!!!?????!!!!!!! BANKOTSU!!!???"

I stared at the mercenary in front of me, he and I was literally FACE TO FACE! Our noses bashing together, I jumped back; crab-walked backwards and started at Bankotsu. To my surprise, I could see through him!

"What? You never saw a ghost before; you better stop moving, you got pretty bad wounds from trying to handle Banryu."

"Oh gosh! SUIKOTSU! COME HERE FOR A SEC! I NEED YOUR HELP!"

Suikotsu? What? Who's that? I feel woozy… and just like that darkness swallowed me up… I think again…

Creamii: Hope you enjoy chp 4! Oh and sorry about OOC-ness that may or may not appear in earlier chapters, this chapter and other chapters I'll type in the future!

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(Bankotsu's POV)

Suikotsu didn't answer, yet and the girl's body just lay there as lifeless as ever. I wanted to help her but every time I looked at her… She reminds me of Michiko and I can't take another step forward.

But… If she… by chance was Michi's reincarnation… then… where is Michiko's soul… I mean it should be some where….

"Ryota… Bankotsu… Seiryoku… So he said…"

I snapped, did the girl just say my name? My full name?

"HOW?!!!!?????!!!!!!! BANKOTSU!!!???"

No, the girl didn't say my name. Her voice is way off; too gentle… Too soft. … Only one person in the world had that kind of a voice and knew my name but she's…

"Help me…. Bankotsu-nii-chan…."

Michiko –hime?? But…

How is this even possible? I searched for her for 100 years and I had no success and here she is; a faint faint silhouette crouching beside the girl's body, telling me to help! I just don't know what to do now!

She looked at me; her eye brows curved. She still wore the same outfit I last saw her in; a blue kimono, a red haori (ribbon) just like mine and my mother's necklace… A purple diamond pendant dangling off her shoulders. She was soo transparent that you couldn't say exactly what shade of blue Michiko was wearing but the image in my head just came into view and I say everything. Down to the last detail.

Her hair… even though it wasn't visible; was golden yellow with black streaks. She dyed it that way… After her prison break…

I wanted to hug her, to have her in my arms and never let her go. I wanted to be by her side forever and never let her out of my sight but when I had my arm out to touch her shoulder… She pulled back

"DON'T TOUCH ME!"

I wanted to say why? I wanted to know why? I wanted to know everything. But I said nothing. I denied the truth.

"Michiko…"

That was the only thing that managed to escape my lips. Never since I was dead had I felt something was missing in my life.

'The worst way to miss someone is have them sitting right next to you.'

I heard a human say one day, and surely it was true.

"Suikotsu…"

The spirit began, she put her hand a little over the girl's chest and left it hovering there as a pure white light erupted from her palm; the light dissolved into the girl's body and she started breathing evenly.

"Suikotsu-san can't come to the world of the living right now, he is tending someone I presume. You must bring the girl—Azuhina Kokoro."

She hesitated. She sighed and looked into my eyes

"To hell, where the others are."

Normally if I was still alive in flesh, I would have blown her head off by now. But since I was dead, going to hell almost sounded like going back home.

But, a normal human like the girl... Azuhina wouldn't survive in Hell's strong demonic aura; her soul would just leak out and her body would be swallowed up by hell hounds or the darkness surrounding hell itself.

Surely since Michiko has a longer experience of death; she would have known that!

"I gave her a fragment of my soul, this should be enough for her to at least wake up. And when she does, you must bring her back here. As soon as possible."

She warned me, with a deep demonic growl as she highlighted key words. I knew what she meant. She smiled at me afterwards.

"I would have gave her more, but I fear if I have her more of my soul then I would disappear without a trace and I know a certain someone wouldn't like that."

She was trying to tease me; to ease the pain and sorrow we both endured in years we had spent together.

She stood and walked away. If I hadn't been too caught up in the moment I wouldn't have noticed. Luckily I did and I grabbed her arm despite the warning she shot at me earlier.

I gave her arm a little tug and I hugged her as her arms were on my chest. We were the same height was when we were alive in flesh.

I had always been a head higher.

I laid my head on top of hers and whispered

"Well I ever see you again?"

She started to sob and tears filled her eyes, I pulled away letting her go and she looked up at me and smiled.

"I'm always with you, Ban-kun. You just don't notice it."

What did she mean? Every moment of my life; after her death, she never left my mind. Every moment, every battle, every step, every breath I toke, not one single moment did she leave my mind.

Michiko started to walk away again but this time she turned her head and simply smiled

"When you need me… When you need someone to talk to… When you need help… Remember that I'm always there. Just call me; I'm always by your side!"

She smiled again, the smile she always gave me that day when I was 9 and she was 8.

And yet, she didn't understand…

I needed her, I had to talk to her, and I always needed her help…

And yet there she was…

The wind picked up and she turned around all the way, she turned into cherry blossom petals and blew away with the wind.

"Now hurry and bring her to hell."

I nodded; at nothing in particular. I picked up the girl named Azuhina in my arms, and walked towards Banryu.

"I promised that I wouldn't hurt you with Banryu didn't I?"

I heard myself whisper.

It was true; back when my brothers and I helped Michiko escaped the prison cell had I promise her that I wouldn't hurt her nor would the sword itself.

Back in those days… Her reply was always the same

"Nor would you for future generations; but I know you wouldn't hurt me."

And it… I betrayed her trust. And I felt horrible.

Her spirit… didn't seem to mind though… It was as if… she totally forgot…

I'll ask her later; and with that I shook my head, free of complicated thoughts that numb my brain.

Banryu now purified of its demonic aura and cleansed off from the girl's blood; struck to the ground. The blade reflected my ghostly figure with the unconscious body of Azuhina in my arms.

Should I bring Banryu with me to hell or should I risk my halberd being taken again by that pathetic human?

"Leave Banryu here; I'll watch over your halberd… You're running out of time…. GO!"

I didn't need to see to believe; Michiko's spirit was right behind me. I knew it.

"Ban-kun, go!"

She rushed me ahead, so I quickly ran, I ran into the endless labyrinth of trees. Not bothering to look back; and not bothering to consider where I was going I just ran.

And when I reached to the end of the woods, I stopped. In front of me was a huge black vortex, where the vortex leaded to?

Hell.

Creamii: I hoped you liked it! I'll try my best to update faster on this story by the way!

OH! And I need your help!

Yes, I know the story could be very confusing sometimes, so should I continue with this story with constant flashbacks for at least every 2 chapters or should I make another story based on the past of Michiko and Bankotsu?

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