A/N: Really really really really sorry for the uber long delay. This semester was a tough one. This chapter has several voices as compared to the single voice in the first chapters. Enjoy, and please don't forget to review. Constructive criticisms are most welcome.

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Yuuya is a good friend. I should be so lucky.

Damn, if there was only a way to talk to him, to Aya.

Aya.

I can't take it. She's not as strong as Ran when it comes to stuff like this. She's thoroughly miserable that she wanted to kill herself. She actually thinks it was her fault I was killed.

I hate myself. I almost got Aya killed. Thank God I knocked the pitcher over, even if it was the glass she was holding I was aiming for. I thought I was still alive. I thought I could walk over to her and prevent her from drinking the pesticide. I thought I wouldn't reach her in time and I had to dive.

Well, it sort of worked. I'm happy that we have a good friend in Yuuya.

But she didn't have to throw me out the night before. I was only trying to see if she's okay, to try if she could still see me, to try to tell her I would always be by her side. She yelled for me to go away.

It hurt.

She couldn't see me anymore.

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The Shibuya train station was empty that time of the night; save for the resident bum sleeping in the corner. I looked at the timetable. The last train for the night was coming in about 30 seconds. I took a deep breath and removed all thoughts of hesitation and fear. The train neared me and I jumped head on. Naturally, I phased through the wall. I landed on the train floor, rolled towards the other wall, and fell out on the second set of tracks.

I jumped too much.

The train was almost past the station. I got back to my feet and ran towards the train, which was quickly outrunning me.

I can't make it.

The end of the train was beside me now.

No, I have to make it!

I uttered a groan of frustration and jumped, diving for the end rail. For a few seconds, I was airborne as I reached for the rail, which I did. The next thing that struck me was that I was still outside the train and I might be dragged under the train.

Why am I afraid? The worst already happened to me.

I jumped, phased through, and landed inside the train. Looking around as I stood up, I saw that no one was around. I walked towards the next carriage and the next only to see empty space. Finally, I peeked through the automated controls to see, disappointedly, no one.

"What the hell are ya doing here?"

I turned around and saw a dirty, scruffed face inches from mine, "I need your help."

The ragged man stepped back and stared at me, "You've been to these parts before?"

Grateful that his reaction changed, I asserted myself, "Yeah, you threw me out the window."

"Like all the others."

I blinked. What others?

He noticed my expression, "You aren't the only goner in this city, stupid."

Before I could talk, he was already walking back to the other carriages, "I ain't the Charon of this world."

"I need your help."

The man stopped, turned around to look at me, and laughed, "To what? Go to heaven? Too bad, ya missed the spotlight a long time ago."

I have to make this ghost listen to me, "I was murdered."

He cackled all the more, "Aren't we all? You're still here. Ya didn't know you were dead, didn't ya?"

I was losing him. Throwing caution to the wind, I raised my voice, "Someone ran me over. I can't talk to my girlfriend and she tried to kill herself. I know who my killer is but they don't. I can't do a damn thing and I'm sick of it!" Forgetting my pride, I closed my eyes and bowed to him, "Please, help me."

Silence. The soft noise of the train was the only thing I could hear, although now it sounded like impending dread.

"I ain't no genie either, boy." His harsh cackle again.

I straightened up and locked my eyes with his, "I want to know how you can move objects."

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"Aya."

"W-What?" I turned to look at Miyu.

"You haven't been listening to a word I said."

"Sorry."

"You know, Aya," Ran said as she slurped her shake, "You need to move on. Rei won't come back to life and you know it. Stop acting like the world is coming to an end."

Miyu said, "Ran! Don't you think that's a bit harsh?"

I lost interest as they bantered. It was kind of Yuuya to keep his word to be silent about the incident in our house. I feel so ashamed that I tried to kill myself. Ran's words rang true. It's easy for her to say those things because she's so strong.

Because she's so strong.

Am I so weak? So weak that I tried to kill myself?

Ran is right. Rei won't come back to life. He's gone forever. But I'm still alive. I have to move on. I have to. I can't mourn forever. I have to move on. Can I?

I looked at Ran slouching in her seat with her dyed hair, strapless top, short skirt, and elevator shoes. She's strong and confident. Look how she copes magnificently with Rei's death. I should be like her. I should move on. I should take my mind off Rei.

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They walked me back to my house after a day of shopping. I didn't like to stay in the house anymore. I don't like my room; I'm terrified by the thought of ghosts. I don't like the living room; I remember how I tried to kill myself. So I went out and bought an extra large glass of ice cream.

"Aya?"

I turned to see a young guy with brown hair, "Katase?"

"I'm sorry, were you waiting for someone?"

"No, not at all."

"Mind if I join you?"

"Sure."

He smiled at me, "How are you, Aya?"

How are you, Aya?

How am I? I'm not fine. I'm miserable. I'm eating this ice cream that I can't finish because I'm sad. I'm not home because I don't want to remember that I tried to kill myself. I'm dismal because I thought it was my fault that I killed Rei. I'm depressed because the love of my life is dead.

How are you, Aya?

No, what am I thinking? I should be strong; strong like Ran, remember? I should move on. I should forget about Rei. I should think of other things. I need someone to help me take my mind off Rei. Who better than Katase?

I smiled at him, "I'm just fine."

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Damn. Still no clue as to who killed Rei. Yamato is at a dead-end. What should we do?

The dream I had that night. Was Rei calling out to me? Was it for real? Why would he be calling out to me? He said we would talk again sometime. But I never had a dream like that again. I really want to believe that was Rei; that he had something unfinished to do, like all wandering ghosts in movies. It would be really nice to see him, to talk to him again, to know if he knew anything about the person who killed him.

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I stared at the people, standing there, watching us, gaping at the body as if in shock, doing nothing.

Yuuya.

Suddenly I was angry at them.

Yuuya.

They were just standing there, doing nothing.

They could've called an ambulance or something.

Yuuya.

Rei?

Why were they simply staring at Rei?

They could've saved him!

Yuuya.

Rei? Is that you?

Furiously I yelled at them, "You pieces of shit!"

I stopped yelling, and turned around and saw Rei standing there, next to his prone body.

Rei?

Yeah, it's me.

Why are you here?

I need you to help me talk to Aya.

How?

When you wake up, you'll be literally hearing my voice in your ears. Just don't freak out.

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A/N: In case people don't know, Charon is the ferryman of the dead in the Underworld in Greek Mythology. The dead, before they can enter the Underworld, has to pay Charon with the coin buried with them to ferry them to the other side of the river. How is the story so far? As I said, criticisms are welcome.