Damnit. Damnit!

So what if I'm immortal?! Can't I send the toad to Hell?

I pace my room, biting the end of my pencil.

Lady Toad came 'round for dinner and she's such a doll to have around…

Sigh.

I checked the clock above my door—Ten minutes 'till midnight. It's been a week since I last tried..

I instantly grabbed my laptop and opened it, drumming my fingers on the desk as I waited for the start-up, and looked back at the clock.

Three.

Click. The tapping sound of the keyboard filled my ears.

I press enter, and refresh again, to no avail.

One minute. I blink as I look at the clock intently, the seconds ticking away, my finger hovering above the refresh key. Ten seconds.

Nine.

Eight.

Seven.

Six.

Five.

Four.

Three, Two,

One. Click.

"I have told you, you cannot send her to Hell," I said, silently, as I appeared from behind her… Atanashia Kent. The girl was stubborn.

"Why not?"

"You will pay a price far greater… than your soul."

Her eyes filled with hate stare back at me, a small glisten of hope.

"Name it."

"Mistress? Young Mistress? Please open up," called a voice. I sat up in bed groggily—I told that damn housekeeper to leave me alone! I didn't want anyone disturbing my sleep.

It was only seconds after that I realized it wasn't me she was calling.

Atanashia? 'Yo… Atanashia?

No answer. I frowned.

Asleep? Little Miss Perfect? My sister? No. Way.

I jumped out of bed, still in my pajamas, and met Helena, who curtsied. "Out of the way," I snarled.

Knock, knock. "Atanashia? Oy! Wake up!" I yelled, finally banging the door.

Still no answer. My heart—if ever it even worked—dropped to my stomach.

BAM! Kicking the door open, and coughing from the dust—damnit, I was slightly allergic to the thing—I looked around.

No Atanashia.

"Oh, my, you're finally awake," said a voice, immediately followed by a sigh of relief.

"Hunh?" What the hell happened? I open my eyes to see myself back in my room, being attended to by Helena. "Oy, you, what happened?"

Helena dared not meet my eyes—I smirked, she was probably scared of me. "You fainted, young Mistress. Your father was informed when he arrived in London, he left an hour before you woke up."

I sit up slowly, and instantly Helena started to fuss. I waved her away. "I want to be alone, please."

I look around the room—why'd I faint? I woke up to Helena knocking on the door, then I went out and then… I was… I don't remember entirely, but I was…

I was looking for someone.

I don't remember who, but there was someone…

I gasped, clutching my head, feeling like someone had left a scalpel swimming free inside.

Who was it?

I stumble out the door, and saw the room across mine.

It belonged to someone… I can't help but feel that it belonged to someone…

I placed a hand on the doorknob, and turned it.

There was nothing.

It was dark, and it had nothing inside. Nothing but dust covering everything by an inch.

But I knew… There was someone here. Someone… Someone important to me…

But I don't remember…

Who was it?

I barely suppressed a startled look as Evanjerin Kent entered without her sister.

Perhaps she was sick again…

But she was never sick. Not until the other day, and certainly not today.

I looked at the seat in front of me.

Still empty.

Enzeru Yuri wasn't here either…

Sighing, I took out my pen and notebook, as the teacher came in. Classes were about to begin.

Driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

"Evanjerin-san! Evanjerin-san! Wait!" I called, panting. The girl stopped, and whirled around. She looked exactly like her sister—but it was the expression that changed them… this sister had the attitude. Atanashia was nicer one. I gulped a little, but decided not to show fear.

"What do you want, Mikage?"

"I-I… Where is your sister, Atanashia-san? I kind of need help with homework…"

Evanjerin looked confused… no, perplexed.

I frowned. "Y-you know, your twin? Atanashia?"

"I'm sorry…Who?"

"Atanashia. You know, your twin."

Twin? What… the… hell?

What was she blubbering about?

"I-it's all right… I'll just… ask… someone else then." I stare after her dumbfounded, as she walked away.

Twin…?

Sister?!

I stared as Mikage Yuzuki walked away from Evanjerin Kent. Frowning, I walked over to Hone-Onna, who was waiting by, beside Wanyuudou, who was watering the roses again.

"Well? It works?" Hone-Onna inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"…Yeah," I answered, quite uncertainly. Hone-Onna seemed to notice.

"Why the uncertain tone?"

"Well… It didn't seem to work on… Mikage Yuzuki." Hone-Onna frowned, and opened her mouth to say something, but Wanyuudou chuckled.

"Does it matter?"

"Airisu-san—"

"—Yuzuki!" Airisu immediately jumped up and hugged me. I smiled a little. She was really nice. "What's up? Need me for anything?" She gestured to Rin, who also came up to me and gave a hug.

"I-uh-actually, I was wondering i-if you guys had seen… Atanashia."

Their puzzling looks sent a chill down my spine.

"Who?"

"You guys don't remember her? Atanashia? Quiet girl who's the nicer twin of Evanjerin Kent?"

Airisu looked at me, full of concern. "Yuzuki… There is no one of that name. Are you alright?"

I blinked. What? No one? But I was sure… There was… Atanashia…

"In fact, Yuzuki, Evanjerin has always been an only child…"

"B-but she was here," I burst out loud. "You—y-you were talking to her… She's one of your best friends," I protested, looking at Airisu, then Rin, hoping for a glimmer of hope.

They glanced at each other, shooting the other with a worried look.

Driiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing.

They both looked at me. Airisu bit her lip. "I-I think you should come in, Yuzuki, the heat must be getting to you…"

Atanashia, gone? But why? Why don't they remember her?

What… happened?

I stumbled back. "What?"

"Well? That is our price, vampire," said the spider—the Lord of Hell, actually. In just a different form.

Jigoku Shoujo stood by, quite a distance to my right. I glanced at her, and I swallowed hard.

It was too much… They asked for too much…

"I-Is there no other way? Even my sister—"

"—There is no other way," boomed the Lord of Hell. "Do not grow insolent, young one."

"B-but, the price! It is quite… costly."

"But of course… You knew it would be, didn't you? You will not get it easy, like them…"

"It was not my choice to be born a cold one!"

"Silence!" the Spider hissed. "My patience wears thin, vampire. Give me your answer."

In that moment, I felt its power. The spider was indeed the Lord of Hell, a higher being than I. It could end me. It could break the immortality that wrapped my soul.

But… it was too much. The humans only lose a soul—the only one they have… But I lose something more.

My essence. My being.

"Well?"

I—I... to lose everything… only to send someone to Hell…

But I have to.

For her. If not for me… for her. I look up at the spider fiercely. There was no going back.

"Deal."

A/N; YES, an update! I finally had the most brilliant enlightening period of my life! The mojos are back, my friends, and I'll be writing, writing, writing, after the darn longest time ever! Missed y'all, hope you didn't forget about this… ): R&R! It's going to get exciting from now on. c: