The Ghost of my Past
Rana: *Crying Wah! I had to edit this chapter so much, and I'm still not satisfied! Wah!
Sandy: This is Sandy here who says that Rana does not own POT, or any other form of drugs, except for *Shrieks loudly OW! Did you have to karate chop me in the shoulder, again? I just recovered! Oh, erm I nearly forgot! Rana doesn't own Quizilla or Youtube either.
Chapter 5-Youtube accounts and ditching
Tsubaki POV It had been a few hours since my shift had started, and I'm really really bored. Out of said miserable boredom, I flipped my light brown hair out of my hazel greenish eyes. I don't know why but people think my hair's blond.
I make very sure that nobody does not think that, and yet there is also someone who makes that common misconception. Maybe that's because there is always a new kid, and I just need to learn to keep up with the change.
I immediately spotted my fellow classmate, Elwood Julie out of the crowd. It wasn't very hard to, either. Her thick black sweater with a smiling fat skeleton face(1) was very easy to see when most everybody mostly wore light colors as well thin clothes, and she was quite short compared to everyone else. Also, being the only tanned American—or whatever she is—in the crowd helps too.
"Jeez, Julio-Chan..." I muttered, saying one of her newest nicknames. I was slightly angry.
She plays both baseball and tennis, so I guess she's bound to be accident prone, but this is the fifth time that she's visited the hospital this week! And it's Wednesday! I go to school with some odd people!
Natsuki for example! She has golden eyes and dark brown hair, and keeps it long in the summer! I don't see why she never gets a haircut!
And people call me weird! I love coffee! So what! I love pink and two piece bathing suits! What's the problem? My big brother Eiji loves cats and talks about them all the time! And always Nya! What's with the Nya? Nobody thinks that he's weird!
He's awesome, but still! "Ree-Chan!" I called out my own awesome nickname to Julie! She loves it so much that she blushes out of amazement!
"WOULD YOU STOP CALLING ME THAT!" yelled the boyish, black loving girl. She likes it!
"Aw! You know you love it!" She loves it! I know it, too! Why doesn't she just admit it? Silly American with her foreign talk. She's loves it so much that she always put her head in her hands and groans out of embarrassment!
"Listen. You don't have to call me that STUPID nickname every time I come to the hospital, got it?" She said calmly through gritted teeth.
Why is she gritting her teeth? Aw, she embarrassed! It's so cute that people are staring!
"Ne! Ree-Chan? Why are you here this time?" I asked both out of curiosity and it's my job! Duh! Or is it der? Duh? Der? That sounds like stutter! Shutter, butter! Butter...fly! Butterflies are cute! Bees are cute too! And puppies! And ghosts! And snakes! If there was a snake ghost, would it look like Kaidoh? Is Kaidoh a ghost?
That would be so cool! Why did that thought hurt my stomach? Am I hungry? I could go for some ramen! Or udon! Chicken udon! Sushi! Not wasabi though, it's not good for my stomach!
"Oi, Kikumaru! Stop zoning out on me!" barked the annoyed Ree-Chan.
"I wasn't zoning out! That sounds like phoning out! Al Capone-ing out! He was an American gangster we learned about in class-"
"I KNOW! I'm in the same history class as you, Kikumaru!"
"Oh! And call me Tsubaki! Or Baki! Or Tsu! Or that would be confusing because of Mitsuki-Chan... We all call her Mite-ko, though, or Tsukishimi-san or-"
"Would you stop zoning out!" yelled Julie with a loud and scary bang on my desk.
"EEP! S-sorry!" That was scary! WAH! Eh? Is that Fuji? "FUJI-SEMPAI!"
Narrator's-POV- "Ow! Would you stop screaming!" yelled Julie, very annoyed by her classmate who was extremely like her brother that day. Though Julie is quite fond of Tsubaki's brother, he can have his annoying days too. No, that's not true. Only Tsubaki has days this annoying.
But she was ignored, as Tsubaki kept on yelling stuff to the person coming to the desk. But if Tsubaki had as much detail perception as Julie, she would notice the dark gray hair on him and the fact that this person was somehow even more feminine with their dark gray hair in a small ponytail, nearly hiding this short hair and their short yet thin stature.
The 'so called Fuji' paid no mind to Tsubaki's cat calls and walked to the desk, right next to Julie.
"Excuse me. I'm here to check in please."
"Well, excuse me. I was here first!" said Julie, waving her cut and scraped arm, as though for proof.
"And your name would be..?" asked Kori as politely as possible, but not at all trying to be flirt-y. He had seen people like that on certain animes...
"Elwood Julie. I'm a second year," she added at the end.
"And I'm Kikumaru Tsubaki! You can call me Baki! And we're both 2nd years at Seigaku! In the same class too! Ya know...ya look a lot like Fuji-senpai!
"She talks a lot. It's best if you only pay attention to the end," muttered Julie matter-of-fact-ly, as if to show this by waving her other arm, with multiple bracelets, where her black Jack Skellington jacket sleeve had been pulled down.
Kori found himself slightly amused by Julie's bluntness and Tsubaki's strange antics. Though altogether, they were both very similar.
"My name's Kori."
"Okay. Can I just call you Gami?" Julie asked while holding out her hand to shake, while smirking.
"Sure." said Kori, trying not to be surprised at Julie's strong grip, and wondering where that whole 'Gami' buisness came from.
"Oh, wait. You can't call me Raven...aw...I already know a Raven. I keep forgetting," whined Raven.
"Wow, you're personality changed really fast, Julie-Chan," said Kori, who was only slightly surprised for some reason, and very confused.
"Do you have a Youtube account?" asked Raven.
"What's Youtube?" Julie laughed like Kori had made some sort of a joke.
Part Two
Walking through the halls of the Atobe mansion, Kori pondered on how he had suddenly ran out of his doctors appointment. He had no idea why he did it except for the strange overwhelming feeling of being trapped. It was very strange indeed.
At the end of the hall was a large, circular white room and all along the walls were white, nearly clear curtains. In the middle of the room was an out of place looking couch for five, which was situated towards another white wall.
Kori stared at it in wonder. The black leather of the couch shined impressively in the sun, but made all of the white in the room seem strange and not vise-versa. Then, he stared at the empty white wall opposite of the couch. There seemed to be a small, nearly invisible shadow in the wall.
Not wanting to stand in the doorway forever Kori walked to the tiny shadow; his mind was practically screaming to investigate.
Slowly he slouched to the tiny line and found that it spread down from the floor and up to the middle of the very high ceiling.
He touched it and found that it was nothing more than a tiny crevice in wall. Though it was quite uneven, he realized as he backed up to get a new perspective of it. He backed up a little more and tripped. Scared, Kori closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable; the pain the lower extremities and the pulsing headache.
However it never came and Kori instead found himself on the black couch in the center of the room, the pure and nearly see-through curtains blocking out most of the sun. Letting himself lean into the couch, he found his position quite enjoyable.
And suddenly, like a very fast moth something flashed by his eyes. A seemingly separate something seemed to click in his brain. Too lazy to actually get up and walk to the other side of the house, he leaned to the other side and threw the armrest-which was attached to the couch by metal hinges on one side-and crawled to that side to observe his discovery.
It was a large remote which didn't seem detachable from the couch. In fact, it nestled perfectly inside of the armrest so that it looked as though it really did belong there.
Shrugging, Kori looked about the remote as another something flashed by his eyes.
He knew exactly what to do. At the top of the remote was a small red button with a sort of circle on it with a line sticking out of the very top. He pushed it.
The line in the wall seemed to slowly multiply and become two-no wait three. For some strange reason, Kori expected something rather large to emerge from the wall.
And emerge it did, for less than three seconds later a large television, exactly the height of the line and just as wide had slid out of the wall like a revolving door.
The screen flashed brightly and then a very pretty lady in a clean suit appeared, in her hand was a microphone with 'Hikoyama News written on it' and in back of her was a very cold looking place with something white and small falling down behind her.
"Snow."
"Todays forecast for the weather in Purisaso island. The weather is warmer than usual, at a grand 5 degrees."-The woman shivered, though her bright smile was unwavering-" The inhabitants of this island, or more specifically the inhabitants of Hakaishu, the last native preservative of this island which hasn't been taken over by corporations"-The woman seemed much too happy when she said this. In fact she was becoming a little creepy-"are celebrating the 50th anniversary of officially separating from the main part of the island. Right now I will talk to the next native who comes near."
"Excuse me, miss." said a nice looking old man, who's hair was clean cut and straight and whose mustache seemed to sprout from his nose to his upper lip in a strange triangular shape. "But the children and women are becoming wary of you, and have asked me-as our village leader-to ask of your business."
"Did you guys hear that?" Exclaimed the woman, her pink eyes widening as they stared at the camera and through Kori's soul. "I, ace reporter, Murasaki Kisa, have just gotten an interview with the village leader of Hakaishu! What is your name sir?"
The man smiled calmly at the camera.
"Hm? My name? Oh, that would be Yori-"
The Television clicked and the screen turned black. Kori looked around and in the doorway and found her smirking answer leaning in the doorway with a silver remote held in his hand, which was pointed at the television.
"Aw. Keigo, I was just getting interested in that." Kori glared at the stupid cause of his current hatred. Big brother Keigo who for some reason seemed intent on pissing him off.
Keigo frowned.
"You skipped your doctors appointment," said Keigo, who glared back at her. Kori stared back at him.
"So what? I forgot about it and over slept," Kori lied. Truthfully, he was embarrassed about skipping something that huge and watching television instead. He would never admit to that, however. Kori knew that Keigo would hoard it over him somehow.
"Oh. Is that so?" Kori nodded, glad to see that Keigo 'understood.' Kori now prided himself as a lier.
"Then why did Sonora call, saying that you weren't there after she had dropped you off?" his voice was quiet and still held that sort of pompousness that it always held but Kori thought that he sensed some sort of edge there too. It was probably his imagination.
"I don't know. Maybe she's going senile or something. She's sort of old you know." Kori didn't care at the moment how much his own words cut into him a little. He actually liked Sonora a little and could imagine her bursting into tears somewhere. The thought itself made his chest feel a little cold.
"Ah. So the hospital clerk is going senile too, is she? Ore-sama(I) had Hasegawa-san personally call and ask. The clerk said that you suddenly picked up and left after talking to some girl." Kori blushed, feeling as though he was backed into a corner with no escape. Keigo had known that he was lying the entire time.
Kori looked at Keigo who was looking down at him in a sort of triumph. Then he rolled his eyes and walked back through the house, slumping in defeat. Keigo had won and Kori had lost. He wasn't going to take this lying down.
"Ore-sama's cousin will not skip out on hospital meetings. The daughter of an important client is an attending nurse and-"
"Cousin?" exclaimed Kori(who was also surprised because she hadn't heard Keigo walking behind her.) "Who's your cousin?" Keigo stared down at her, an eyebrow raised.
"You, Atobe Tori Konomi(2), the daughter of Ore-sama's uncle."
1-That was Jack Skellington.
2-If you put together the K in Konomi and the Ori in Tori, you get Kori!