OMG I AM SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY!

I wanted to uplaod this earilier in the week but I kept hesitating because I was really uncertain about this chapter.

You see...I had writers block *cries* No matter what I wrote it didn't feel right OTL

I hope this chapter isn't a complete disaster and want you guys to enjoy it!

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And as she slipped away into darkness she could hear someone crying out her name.

She groaned attempting to block out the noise with her pillow. But she soon realized her pillow wasn't there…..including her entire bed.

Suddenly aware of her surroundings the girl stood up. Well attempted too. She could not do anything, she wasn't even there, but where is "there".

Confused the girl walked, or as we would call it, drifted.

There was not much to see except for nothingness.

So she drifted for a while. The girl did not know how long she had been drifting, has it been an hour? Maybe a day or two. Or even a minute. For all she knew it could have easily been year.

The sound of whispering was heard. The young girl looked towards the source.

They were whispering her name; all the voices were different, jumbling together creating a harmony of cries. The voices were somewhat familiar; it called at her and moaned for her. She yearned for them.

As she approached who or whatever was calling her name the wind began to pick up.

Gusts of air picked her up like a leaf, and she was soon flying. The youngling let out a giggle and threw her arms out, enjoying the ride on the wind.

The wind blew and blew, drawing closer to her destination. She could hear her name booming around her ears, and the airborne girl felt a tug in her heart, trying to remind her of something. Something of importance.

She did not know why but the voices filled her with utter sadness, making the girl want to weep.

But then she saw she was nearly there. The wind opened up the window and she flew in.

She glanced around at the fluttering papers around.

The wind left without a goodbye. The girl felt anxious now, without the comfort of the flowing air around her.

She realized that her old body was taking shape, returning to its former appearance, so she hid.

She giggled to herself, feeling that what she was about to do had some sense of humor involved. But she could not quite remember why.

Her heart gave another tug. "Remember Remember Remember" A voice at the back of her head whispered.

And as she reached out with her hand to grab, the voices calling her name stopped and she remembered who she was.

Kagura.

Ch 4: Reunited

"Boo"

Okita had never been more relieved that his sister was away in the hospital. He was glad she wasn't there to hear him.

For the first time in his 17 year long life, Okita Sougo, the Sadist prince gave the girlies and most terrified shriek of surprise.

The pale hand tightened its grip on his leg; Okita instinctually pulls back in the most ungraceful trip, the boy flailed in the air for a long two seconds before falling face first onto the floor. Thank god no one he knew was there to see this act of total OOC. His prayer though was short lived when he heard a familiar voice.

"BAHAHAHA! OH MY GO- HEHAHAAH- I CAN'T EVEN- PUH-!" A voice broke the everlasting silence that the wind had left.

"The voice is certainly familiar" Okita thought as he quickly whipped around, grabbing hold of the nearest object close to him to use as a weapon. But in the process the sadist realized something wasn't right. The voice was very familiar. But it was the same voice he has not heard in over a year. A voice he himself has grown to miss and yearn for.

Okita Sougo eyes wandered to her smiling face. His raised arm dropped the weapon (his school shoe).

His whole body trembled with shock as he stepped back.

"K-Ka-Kagura" He whispered eyes squinting uncertainly.

"Yo. Whats up with you? Ya look like you seen a ghost" Kagura said as she wiped away tears of laughter.

Okita had run out his bedroom in a panic. Taking in steady breathes the boy crouched on the floor trying to process what was going on. Maybe this was a dream; maybe she's a hologram or maybe- many thoughts ran through his head as he tried to clear up the situation. There were only two options.

Kagura sat crossed legged on his bed, with a raised eyebrow when Okita returned. He was almost surprised that she was still there.

Okita felt an emotion wash over him as he stood before her in silence. Kagura, or whatever she was, looked at him curiously with her blue eyes that seemed to stare right into his very soul. The boy analyzed every aspect of the girl, trying to soak in every little detail, in case he was dreaming and he would wake up at any moment.

She was still the same. Kagura looked exactly as how he remembers her. She wore the Gintama High school uniform, as if she herself had just ended classes for the day. The girl sat slouched and her hair was in the usual typical hairstyle she always wore. Okita almost winced at Kagura's bright hair that he could not stop thinking about in the past year. Realizing how long he had been staring at her, Okita shifts his eyes elsewhere. "Ok, time to prove my theory" Okita thought.

"Ok. .ha. Good one guys. Prank times over." Okita said blankly. When there was no response, no laughing friends rubbing their heads in embarrassment as they shuffled out of their hiding place, the boy sighed and walked up to his beds side. That cleared up one option, meaning there was only one other possibility.

"Wow. Not only do you scream like a girl now but you also talk to yourself! Jeez, how long have I been gone?" Kagura gave him an odd look as her lips turned upwards in a mocking smile.

"Shut up, China. I'm trying to think." Okita froze. In less than a minute he found himself already arguing with her. That is if she was actually the "China"' he knew.

Kagura stared at him with humored eyes.

"Let me ask you. Am I dead?" Kagura gave a yawn as she lay sideways, picking her nose. Okita plumped himself down next to her; he stared at her red hair with the strange urge to run his fingers through it. The sadist did not answer her as he leant forward, reaching out with one hand. Kagura didn't say anything as she watched out of the corner of her eyes. Both teenagers waited as Okita went to stroke her hair that is in comparison to the color of fire.

But his hands never did meet its desire.

Okita half expected it, as his hand slipped through thin air, but he still felt a sense of disappointment.

"I guess that confirms your question." The sadist withdraws his arm and falls back on his bed.

It was now apparent to him. Kagura was dead, she couldn't miraculously come back to live no matter how much he wanted it to be true. Okita had a small dash of hope that she was alive but he not being able to touch her proves he was stupid to believe. She was dead, and the only possibility that she was here right now sitting beside him is because….

Kagura has come back as a ghost.

Said girl carried a troubled expression at Okita's answer. Though Kagura had half guessed it herself.

"Wait! But I grabbed your leg before. Why can't we touch now?" Kagura asks frowning.

"…..Don't ask me. I don't know how you ghosts work." Okita sighs. "This is too much for me"

Kagura was confused at the matter at hand; she remembers everything quite clearly when she had died. Kagura could still recall the numb feeling as she drifted among through nothingness for who knows long. "Was that the afterlife?" Kagura wondered cocking her head to the side.

"Tell me….How long have I been dead?" Kagura finally asked. The question felt strange coming out of her mouth. To ask about your own death was an alien feeling.

"…..An entire year exactly. Today so happens to be the anniversary of your death." Okita muttered glaring a hole into the ceiling.

"Wooaa! What a coincidence!" Kagura span around to face him, her mouth hanging open in surprise.

"I don't think it's a coincidence, stupid." The sadist said darkly.

"OI! DON'T YA CALL ME THAT- Wait! What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that there is a reason for your return. "

"Huh. So…Huh?" The red head frowns.

"The reason is that you can't move on into the afterworld is most probably because there is something here holding you back. Most probably you were not able to achieve something, or you're regretting something….or you want justice." At this Okita seems to come to a realization his eyes widening slightly.

"Eh?" Kagura gave another frown. Okita pushed off the bed and brought himself on to his feet, his crimson eyes flicked towards the girl in irritation at her denseness.

"Are you that dumb? I'm saying that you are being held back is because your murderer had not been found yet!"

"WHAT! THE STUPID POLICE HAVEN'T FOUND THE MURDEROR! GRAHH THAT MAKES ME SO-"

Okita cuts her off by saying "Those police that have a stick up there ass's gave up your case months ago….so it was left to me to be the detective." Kagura, who is annoyed for being interrupted to rant, gives the sadist a curious look. "He's been trying to find my murderer?"

He walks towards the wall with the clues stuck onto it.

"These are clues I have been building up cornering your murder. But there is still something missing to help me on this case (Authors comment: Why does this suddenly sound like a detective story? O_O) And the key is you." Okita points his finger at Kagura. "With you I can know more details about your death and what this murderer looked like"

Kagura raises an eyebrow at this sudden strange development but her expressions soon turns to a frown at something that was bugging her. "…..Why have you been spending so much time on my murder case?"

"Because no else is. Everyone else is already over your death even our fellow classmates…" The sadist doesn't even glance at her as he kept a deadpanned face as he analyzed the wall.

Kagura pulls her legs up against her chest pouting.

"….Why have you not moved on like everyone else?" She mumbles softly twiddling her finger.

"Tch. Does it matter?" Okita finally glances at the girl but with an expression saying he obviously didn't like this subject. "Since we know why you are here now, let's sleep" He mutters and goes back to stuff himself under his covers. Kagura frowned annoyed at the tone the sadist was speaking to her and had the great urge to beat the shit out of him. Which was impossible since they couldn't touch.

A moment of silence was interrupted by Kagura.

"I remember it. I remember how I died." She whispered.

"Shush. We'll investigate tomorrow, for now let's sleep." Okita eyes stayed closed.

"…..I was sad. Because I knew I wouldn't be able to keep my promise" Kagura bottom lip wobbles slightly, without him noticing. She still remembered that awful feeling of guilt and dread.

"….."

"Night" The girl sighs finally.

"Night, let the bed bugs eat you tonight." Okita replies blankly.

"Same for you brat" Kagura spits back.

"I'm older than you…." Okita thought as he tries to fade into sleep.

After a few minutes Okita's soft snores resonates around the room. Kagura, who is still awake, crawls to look upon her rivals face. She grinned at his innocent unsuspecting expression.

But Kagura's face crumples as she tries to place her hand against his cheek but to no success.

"It's not fair, why can't we touch" She whispers sadly to herself. Giving up she retreats from her position beside him.

"Can ghosts even sleep?" Kagura wondered, curling up at the end of Okita's bed.

So, after a year of separation, two young rivals are once again reunited, one alive and one very much dead.

Let their story, together, finally begin.

And there we have it...

*Cries*

I know right this chapter = B.A.D

Well thats what I think anyways -.- I still hope you enjoyed this chapter and will continue reading :D

And yay~ Kagura is back!

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