Greetings, readers! Thank you for over 1,000 views! Wow! I'm back with chapter four!

This chapter is a lot shorter than usual. Sorry about that, but like I said, chapters three and four were originally one chapter that I split into two. But I think you'll like this chapter. You'll see why after you read it! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Corpse Party.


"Shinozaki!" Yoshiki exclaimed with a smile as Ayumi and his other friends entered the room and sat down in chairs around him. Part of him had hoped that she'd been alone. "So you're all right. I was kind of worried that you'd been hurt by that criminal…"

Ayumi blushed slightly. "Kishinuma, don't be ridiculous. Why should you be worried about me? After all, you were the one who was shot."

"Heh. I guess that doesn't really make sense. But I worry about you anyway." He stared into her eyes for a moment. She looked away, her face getting even redder.

Naomi jumped into the conversation hastily. "Thank goodness you're okay," she said, silently wishing that Ayumi would disappear. The girl noticed that Yoshiki was shirtless and blushed as she took in the sharp lines of his collarbone and his broad, muscled shoulders. A bandage covered the lower half of his torso. He's so much more… manly than Satoshi! Even though Satoshi is so sweet. Gah! Stop thinking of that! You had your chance! She shook her thoughts away and brought her attention back to the conversation at hand.

Satoshi nodded. "For a moment back there, I really thought that you -" he broke off, not wanting to go down that road. After all, the surgery was successful. Yoshiki's life wasn't in danger anymore.

"Let's talk about something more cheerful, shall we?" Yoshiki said with a strained smile.

"We have school on Monday," Ayumi said brightly.

"Not that," everyone groaned.

"Hmph. Well, I like school," she said stubbornly.

Yoshiki smiled at her. She looked so beautiful, even in the stark hospital lights. "Shinozaki, you're really something, you know that?" He had intended for it to sound like a joke, but it had come out honest. Too honest.

Just as Ayumi was opening her mouth to reply, with color in her cheeks, a tall male doctor entered the room. "Hello, Kishinuma. These are your friends, I presume?"

"Yes, Doctor Hashimoto."

"Well, as you all probably know, Kishinuma here lost a lot of blood. If any of you share his blood type, would you be willing to donate a small amount?"

"What blood type do you have, Yoshiki?" Satoshi asked his friend.

"Type A."

"Crap. I have type O," Satoshi said miserably. "Sorry I can't help…"

"I have type A!" Ayumi and Naomi announced at the same time. "I'll donate," they both said, looking at each other.

"Er - we only need one donation," Doctor Hashimoto said uncomfortably. The girls' red hot gazes turned to him and he flinched.

"Why don't you just let me donate, Nakashima?" Ayumi asked with an undercurrent of danger in her voice.

"I want to help my friend! Why shouldn't I donate?" Naomi hissed.

"You don't need to fight over it," Yoshiki mumbled. He was feeling a little light-headed, come to think of it. I hope they decide who's donating soon, or I might pass out.

Naomi glanced at Yoshiki's pale face and decided to be the better woman. "Fine, class rep. You donate," she said cheerfully with a smile. Ayumi looked surprised for a moment, but she quickly covered it up.

"Good. What do I have to do?" the shorter girl asked Doctor Hashimoto.

"Come with me," he replied with a relieved smile. Ayumi nodded and left the room with the doctor, leaving Naomi, Satoshi, and Yoshiki alone.

"Sorry about that, Kishinuma," Naomi said apologetically.

"It's fine," Yoshiki responded. He was a bit confused. Why had Ayumi been so insistent upon donating blood? Is Shinozaki finally taking notice of me? He smiled slightly, then frowned. Wait a second. Is Nakashima interested in me, too? He tried to ignore that thought, but failed. She did just reject Satoshi, after all. But doesn't she know that I like Shinozaki? Yoshiki wasn't familiar with the feeling of being wanted, especially not by his best friend's crush. I wouldn't do that to Satoshi, anyway…

"Yoshiki? Earth to Yoshiki," Satoshi was saying. The blonde-haired boy suddenly snapped out of his trance.

"Wha - oh, sorry," he said sheepishly. "I was just thinking."

"About...?" Naomi prompted him.

"N - Nothing!" Yoshiki replied defensively, blushing.

Naomi giggled. "Okay, then! Whatever you say!"

Satoshi glanced at each of them. Was something going on between those two? Was this why Naomi had rejected him? He felt a flash of anger at his best friend that he would move in on Naomi when he knew that Satoshi liked her. It doesn't matter anymore, anyway, he thought furiously. She doesn't share my feelings for her. But if Yoshiki is trying to move in on my crush… Well, two can play at that game.

"Do you feel okay?" Naomi asked concernedly. She felt Satoshi's eyes on her and her usual blush crept along her neck. Stop that!

"As okay as one can feel in this situation, I guess," Yoshiki answered with a shrug.

"Which is not very okay, I assume," Satoshi added, patting his friend's arm.

"Right."

"Aw, that sucks," Naomi said sympathetically. Then her voice took on a flirtatious edge. "Hey, maybe when you're better, you and I can -"

"Naomi!" Satoshi interrupted her. She felt a familiar shiver as he said her name. "Could I speak to you outside for a moment?"

The girl stared at him. "Um… Okay…?" Yoshiki watched them leave curiously. She followed him out into the hallway, then into an empty room.

"Naomi, what are you doing? You know that Yoshiki likes Shinozaki!" Fury blazed in his eyes.

She glared back with the same heat. "Satoshi, you don't control my life! I can do what I want. You don't own me!"

"I don't own you, but can't I care about my friends' wellbeing? You're going to break his heart, and -" And mine.

"Maybe I won't! Maybe he'll forget about his stupid little crush on class rep when he -"

Satoshi silenced her with his lips. Automatically, she slipped her arms around his neck and tilted her head to the side, deepening the kiss. Part of her wanted to resist, but her heart said otherwise. His lips were as soft as she had envisioned them. He moved them down her neck, by her ear, then back to her mouth, kissing all the while. His touch left blazing trails of heat along her skin. His hands were resting on her hips, her fingers were winding through his hair. They stood there, tasting each other, for what seemed like hours. Then they broke away.

"I hate you," Naomi whispered half-heartedly, caught up in his warm brown eyes. She felt breathless but airy at the same time.

"I love you, too," Satoshi replied with a smile. She turned away, annoyed, but he knew that he had bridged the gap between them. However long she wanted to pretend that the connection between them wasn't real… he could wait.


How did I do? Enough Satomi for ya? :3 Sorry if my kiss descriptions weren't long enough, I feel a little uncomfortable writing multiple paragraphs about it. If any of you have advice for that kind of writing (outside of making it a lemon, haha) that would be much appreciated.

Reviews are always welcomed and encouraged!

If y'all are lucky, chapter five will be out tomorrow. I have about a third of it written. :3

(UPDATE: I'm switching chapter five with chapter six, which I still need to write, because I know you guys need some Ayushiki. But since I'm literally just starting the Ayushiki chapter, it may not be ready to be uploaded by tomorrow. Sorry!)