Hey guys! we meet again!

I finally managed to complete a chapter! HURah!

though i must apologise for the lousy writing... 0.0 and too much dialogues as well... but i hope you give me some reviews!.

and i'll edit this again if you find this not satisfying enough. Please give me your opinion! thankyou!


"My dear, dear friend, Luka," I smiled in the most innocent way, tucking a strand of teal hair behind my ear, "what is your definition of perfect?"

"Hm? Well… perfect to me is just… comfortable?" Luka twiddled her hair with her fingers.

I nodded. My face was serious. "Yes, and this place is just absolutely perfect to start our practise for the competition."

"You think so as well?" Her pink eyes twinkled.

"Yep, absolutely," a tight smile shattered the grin on my lips, "somewhere with many cobwebs around is just so attractive."

She suddenly bobbed up and down, clapping her hands together. "Oh and there's a lots of dusts."

"Yep, and the 1000 year old cupboard over there that need some serious replacing just makes this whole room brighten up." I lifted a finger to point to the furniture. Old age corroded most of the paint and moss had started to devour the walls.

"And that 1950s sofa with many cute rats scrawling on top of it just makes it so adorable." Luka squirmed. A flush tinted her cheeks as she jumped with enthusiasm.

"No, no… Luka, it's not a sofa anymore." I shook my head. "It's now officially called a rat's nest."

"Rat's nest? Is that a good thing to have in a room?" She tilted her head in wonder.

"Of course!" I exclaimed. "It goes extremely well with that fifty metre spider crawling on the wall over there that must have lived for 2000 years!"

My pink haired friend squealed. A genuine grin illuminated her whole face, as if she had just won a million dollar. "Really? I'm so glad that you are alright with this abandoned room–"

I held up a palm. "I'm not alright with it…"

She blinked. "…huh?…"

"I was being sarcastic."

She looked down. "Oh."

A grimace flashed onto my lips. "Yep… it's just that… remind me why we are in a haunted house again?"

She laughed awkwardly, trying to lighten the atmosphere. It didn't exactly work well.

I was wondering how I got myself into this mess… I thought that my day could not get worse after someone spread painful rumours around the school about how I fought with the Neru girls. After that incident in the diner hall, everyone had been avoiding me as if I had some plague. I didn't make a single new friend. Also, the rumour had changed to me being kicked in the butt by the group, when it was clear that I was the one doing the butt-kicking. It wasn't fair. How did I become the predator to being the prey?

But little did I know that more trouble would be around the corner… When school finished, my dear friend Luka dragged me through a dark, ominous forest to get into this isolated room. I swore that malicious eyes were watching me then. It was as scary as finding out that no more leeks were in the fridge – but perhaps ten times worse. And now here I was, stuck in a haunted room that probably had thousands of dead bodies buried underneath it just to practise for a competition.

Cobwebs hung the walls like cotton candy. Bugs roamed on the wooden floor. A dusty cloth concealed the grand piano in the furthest corner, and candlesticks and lamps stood on chipped wooden tables. It was thankful that the sun helped light up the room through the window, or else we would have been shrouded in complete darkness.

"Well… this is an abandoned music room…" Luka scratched the back of her head, "… and it hasn't been used since the 20th century –"

"The 20th century?" I shirked, my jaw dropped open.

She bit her lips. "It isn't so bad compared to some other places in this school—"

"What happens if ghosts leap up at us?" I yelped. Every strand of hair on my skin prickled up as I whipped my head around. "What happens if zombies suddenly pop up and –"

"Relax," Luka reassured. "There is no way that zombies exist

"Never say never." I shuddered with disgust. Zombies could actually exist in this world. They could actually be just normal humans who enjoy the taste of human flesh that are living among our society today. Ever since that incident with the accidental-glimpse-of-a-scene-from-a-R-rated movie, it has had a traumatic impact on my entire life. Zombies are just too much for me to handle.

"But –"

A groan rippled through the air, earning two fleeting squeaks from the girls. Something moaned in the distance that was enveloped with darkness.

Then, there was silence.

"D-did y-you j-just hear that?" My hands trembled as I pointed in front of me.

Luka's whole body stayed immobilized. Her eyes widened as she stared at the direction of the noise.

I clasped her sleeves, "U-um Luka? P-please answer m-me…"

Another groan came out. A dark figure began to form. Its head swung side to side as it walked. Each step caused a creak to escape from the floor.

It let out an inhuman growl. I screeched.

"Oh mother of all leeks! It's a zombie!" I screamed, flinging my arms wildly in the air. I twirled my head around to face Luka. She had already passed out, lying vulnerably on the ground with her face as white as snow.

"Oh mother of all green vegetables! Don't leave me to myself during a time like this!" My hands flew to touch the sides of my head.

The figure approached us real quick. I swore I heard a slight chuckle, but I brushed it off because zombies just did not seem like the laughing type. It gradually stepped out from the dark. A flash of blue caught my eyes. But I was not going to give it any time to completely reveal itself to me. I would be too busy puking after seeing the grotesque features to run away.

Out of desperation, I grabbed the candle closet to me and hurled it straight at the zombie. The creature cried out and landed on the floor with a thud. A loud protest was heard as it hit the ground. Then I let out the world's most awesome battle cry and leaped onto the beast with the candle holders to stab it to death – just to make the zombie even deader.

Everything moved in a blur. Adrenaline poured through me like a bucket of water. I raised the weapon above my head. The sharp ends glinted. I gripped tighter on it and started to attack. All I could of was just killing it. It had to be dead. I was going to stab it until it could not move anymore. But then I noticed something. A pair of piercing eyes bore into mine.

It was him.

"WHAT IN THE NAME OF ICE CREAM IS WRONG WITH YOU, GORILLA GIRL?" Kaito screamed as he rubbed his red forehead where the candle had hit him.

"Cross-dresser?" I dropped the holder, it toppling on the floor with a clatter. What was he doing here?

He glared furiously. "Do you like throwing candles huh? How the heck can a girl like you throw so hard?" He pushed me off his body and groaned. "Are you the world's greatest pitcher or something?"

"What are you doing here?" I backed away a few steps.

"I should be asking you this! Why are you in my hideout?" He dusted of the dust on his blue shirt aggressively. "How did you find this place?"

"How? What are you doing here in this creepy place?" I slammed my foot against the wooden floor.

"Don't call my hideout creepy!" He gritted his teeth. "I come here often to relax!"

I stuttered after hearing that response. "You come here in this place full of disgusting bugs to relax?" I jerked my head back in displeasure. "What the heck were you trying to do? You just scared the life out of me!"

"It should be me who is more scared!" He threw his hands in the air in exasperation. "You almost killed me with the candle holder just then!"

"I thought you were a zombie!" I screamed on top of my lungs.

He snorted and crossed his arms across his chest. "Oh please, what are you? A 7 year old? Zombies don't exist!"

"Oh yes they do!" I roared, "I've seen them before!"

"And where did you?" A dubious look was shot at me.

I placed my hands on my hips. "In movies and books–"

"Movies? Seriously? You've got to be kidding me!" He smacked his forehead with his palm, which only caused the bruise to redden more. "Do you seriously believe everything you watch on television?"

"Hey, ghosts and faeries appeared in them and I believe they do exist!" I retorted.

He slacked his jaw and held up two hands in surrender. "Please, just stop. I feel like an idiot talking to an idiot."

"Who are you calling an IDIOT?" My eyebrows narrowed down into thin slits.

He tapped his chin as he said, "Uh, let's see, it's a girl with two sticks protruding out on the side of her head with serious bad manners and crazy inhuman strength that almost tried to kill me –"

I jumped onto him, slamming his back against the wooden floor. "I'm so going to wring that fat neck of yours!"

"YOU CRAZY WOMAN!" He struggled as he grabbed both of my hands to avoid my wrath. "YOU'RE RAPING ME!"

"RAPING? I'LL KILL YOU!" I thrashed against his strength, my aim at his neck. My thoughts were clouded with fury. That stupid cross-dresser was definitely going to pay for scaring me!

"I KNEW IT! ICE PRINCESS AND THE NEXT MINUTE, THEY ALL POUNCE ON ME!" he yelled.

"MAY YOU REST PEACEFULLY IN THE LEEK WORLD!" I bellowed out.

"YOU'RE INSANE!" he shouted. "YOU SERIOUSLY NEED THERAPY!"

"YOU NEED PLASTIC SURGERY TO FIX THAT FOUL MOUTH OF YOURS!" I barked back. With one twist of my hands, I ripped one of his buttons open. The tear revealed a part of his smooth chest.

"You rapist!" All of a sudden, he flipped us over. He slammed his knees next to the sides of my hips, him pinning my hands above my head as he loomed over me. "You need to see a doctor and find some help!"

"Oh, says the person who is pinning me to the ground." I squirmed under his hold. "and twice as well."

"You need –"

"Um… what are you guys doing?" Luka mumbled in the background. Our heads snapped to her. Her cheeks were flushed as she nervously looked down.

"When did you wake up, Luka?" I frowned as I continued to struggle. Kaito and I both snarled at each other.

"When you started screaming about rapist?" She glanced up, but then hastily looked away. "I'm s-so sorry for interrupting y-your f-flirting s-session –"

We exchanged gazes before almost hurling out with disgust. "NOT IN A MILLION YEAR WOULD I DO THAT WITH THIS CRAZY PERSON!" We both screamed out as we glared at each other.

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And so... our 'conversation' lead to having our practice room to be in Kaito's so called hideout. He allowed us to stay there on one condition; it was to clean up the entire dusty room. And boy, that was really fun... I practically had my whole face stuck in a pile of dust for the entire week. He would always point out dirty corners in the room which I had not yet cleaned, though never once did he mistreat Luka. Jerk... sometimes, I had the feeling that he loved bullying me, which only made me think that not only was he a cross-dresser, he was officially a sadist in my mental check note.

Yep... a cross-dressing sadistic boy...