Author: sorry, but this chapter does not have a name because even with my highly creative mind (cough, cough) I can't think of a single thing. oh well. I hope ya'll enjoy and keep on reviewing.

Chapter Four

I could see them walking up the street, hand in hand, I might add. It infuriated me and I slammed my fist against the wall. When the door opened I raced out of the room and up the stairs to my bedroom. I could hear Keiichirou talking in his soft sweet voice, then the ghost girl's reply. They were talking about…the mummy? What were they talking about that for. Oh well.

"Hey, Satsuki! Your friend is here! Where are you?"

I ignored his yelling, only concentrated on digging through my dresser drawers for something dark to wear. Something to express my mood. I found a black blouse and black mini skirt and hurriedly put them on.

Now I know I have a pair of black knee high socks. The only problem: I have no idea where they are. I thought in my head. (what other kind of thinking is there?)

"AHA!" I cried then quickly slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle my excited yell. Hopefully Keiichirou hadn't heard me. No such luck.

"Satsuki, was that you? Hey, come on downstairs! Your friend is here! She wishes to speak with you! Hurry up!"

I groaned then pulled on the socks before slipping on a pair of knee high boots which totally and completely covered up the knee high socks so I don't get the point of wearing both. I walked out into the hallway and down the stairs taking my dear old time, knowing that when I got there that I would have to face the ghost girl.

The two people finally came into view as I left the safety of the stairs. Zoë looked straight into my face. "Satsuki." she said nodding her head at me. "How are ya? Sorry about bitin' your head off 'fore."

"That's okay." I replied shrugging my shoulders, but that was not how I really felt. For some reason or another I was holding a grudge against the ghost girl. "Hey look, I think that I'm just going to go hang out in my room for a little while. Please, please, don't bug me while I'm up there."

"Fine." Keiichirou said holding up a hand to keep me from saying any more. "But I do have one question for you. What's up with all the black? And…"

"Hey!" I cut in. "You said one question not two!"

"Whatever."

"And I'm wearing black because…I'm depressed…ish…or…uh…something like that. Yeah. That's it. Now leave me alone."

I began to walk up the stairs but once again Keii stopped me with his obnoxious voice. "Satsuki, your shirt is inside out!"

I screamed in frustration and slammed my door shut.

I punched in the telephone number for the Aoyama's. It rang three times before I finally heard Hajime's father on the other end.

"Hey!" I cried. "Is Hajime there at this particular moment. It's an emergency!"

"OK. Hold on a second."

I could hear him calling his sons name and in a few seconds Hajime was talking over the phone. "Hey, Satsuki. What's wrong? Are you OK?"

"Physically? Yes. Mentally? Yes. Emotionally? NO! I'm a freaking nervous wreck here!"

"Calm down. Just tell me what's going on."

"Well, I told Keii that he was, you know, good with people and that he should try to talk to Zoë, but guess what he did. No, don't guess. I'll tell you. He brought her here! To my house! My father is so going to freak! I mean what on earth am I supposed to tell him? 'Oh yeah, dad, forgot to say that this is my new friend. We met when her psychotic boyfriend possessed my best friend then tried to kill her. But it's no biggie.' NO FREAKIN' WAY! He is so going to flip over this!"

"Satsuki." His voice was so calm that it made me sick. "Just calm down and we can talk about this. Maybe your dad will just let her stay. Maybe."

"Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. That does not help me!"

"Hey! You called me! I never said that I could think up a solution for this. Think it up yourself. I'm busy!"

"Hajime! Please! I don't know what to do anymore. I'm at the end of my rope! Can you at least come over and talk with me! I need to see a familiar face."

He sighed. "Okay. I'll see you in…about…five minutes. Bye."

"Good-bye.'

I hung the phone up, but it instantly rang again. "Hello?"

"You are such a jerk, Satsuki Miyanoshita! Burn and die!"

"Excuse me?" But the mysterious person had already hung up. Oh well.

ten minutes later.

The door bell rang and I jumped to my feet, flung open the door, and yanked Hajime inside. "You're late!" I screeched. "I was freaking out here! Keiichirou is upstairs playing all the scary parts in all the scary movies he has to Zoë!"

"Oh, well…uh…I'm here."

"Uh…yeah. I know that. Please have a seat." I said motioning for him to sit down on the couch. He obeyed me and instantly snatched up the remote for the TV.

"Hey!" I cried out reaching for the electronical device. "What on earth do you think you're doing?"

"Our TV broke. I haven't watched a single program in the past…five days."

"Oh my freaking gosh! You are so going to die." I lunged for the remote and snatched it out of his hand before falling onto the floor with the grace of an elephant.

"Oh come on, Satsuki. I want to watch MTV."

"I do not believe in MTV. It's fool of disgusting things." I turned to TV off. "Now. I just want to talk with my boyfriend. Is that too much to ask?"

"Well, no. Shoot away."

"Well, I guess the real problem is…I hate Zoë."

"What?! But I thought that you wanted to help her, but now you're saying that you don't want to help her and that she could die for all you care."

I sighed. "Did you even hear me mutter those words?"

"No."

"Then don't think about that. The thing is…Zoë's so perfect. I mean her hair is straight black as for mine. Ugly red-brown hair. She has the perfect complexion. Possibly a little too pale but I could deal with that. And who really cares if her eyes are black? They sparkle with something that I don't think I'll ever be able to obtain. She can laugh so easily. And all I can do is cry. She won't fall in love with anyone except her one true love who, if I might remind you, wants her to die. And then there's me. Sure you are my one true love, but I won't lie to you. Before we were dating I was hitting on all these other guys. I couldn't keep my eyes off them. So yeah. She's like an angel which would make me a devil."

"Satsuki…"

"Don't try to comfort me, Hajime, by telling me that I am beautiful because I know that I'm not. No guy has ever asked me out before. Except for you, but that doesn't count because we were meant to be together so….yeah. But the thing is…I'm sure lots of people love Zoë, but she just won't go out with them because they're not like her evil boyfriend."

"I think that you're being too harsh on yourself."

"No, I just want to be like her."

His hand went up to my cheek and he touched me ever so gently. "Don't say that. I wouldn't want you to change at all. Not if my life depended on it. I didn't fall in love with you for looks, though you are very pretty. I fell in love with you because of your personality. You're easy going, loving, caring, and thoughtful. There are so many words to describe you that I'm not even going to try and name them all, but I just want you to know that…I fell in love with Satsuki Miyanoshita for who she really is." And at that he kissed me.

To be continued…

Author: So that's my fourth chapter. kinda mushy if you ask me. sorry if it sounds retarded though because I'm not that great with love. well get ready for chapter five.