Hey hey hey, it's me! SeikoXSachiko239! Here comin' at ya with another CRAZY prank! This time, we're gonna be posting chapter 13 of my Corpse Party fanfiction! You know, if any of y'all are arists, I wouldn't mind some dank fanart of this dank fanfiction.

Chapter 13: Life Without The Soul Isn't Life At All

"But Memushite-chan, what if the fetus consents?"

"Then I guess it would be okay, Kaito-kun."

Satoshi was in his new girlfriend Naomi's room watching hentai with her. Satoshi really, really didn't like hentai. It was a barbaric take on what should be a beautiful connection between two individuals, instead reducing it to pure lust and nothing more. It was disgusting to him.

"Nakashima-san, I-"

"Please, Satoshi, call me by my first name."

"Alright. N-Naomi-san,"

"Yes, my love?"

"I was just wondering if… Well, if we could do something else."

Naomi laughed for a solid 15 and ½ minutes. She wiped the tears of hysteria from her eyes and said, "Like what?"

Satoshi thought for a minute. "Weeeeelll, we could, like, go get something to eat."

"I can't eat gluten."

"Okay, howabout we go to the shopping center together?"

"No need, I do all my shopping online."

"Listen, Naomi, I just wanna get out of this room. We've been in here for at least 12 hours. Will you at least unlock the door so I can go to the bathroom?"

"Bathroom? What's the problem? I told you I have bottles in the corner. Do your business in there! Don't be such a big baby, Satoshi! Oh, who am I kidding? Your constant complaining only makes you cuter~!"

"Ha… Yeah… Listen, Nakashima, I mean, Naomi… Um, How long are you going to keep me in here?"

Naomi's face went blank. "As long as it takes to convert you."

"Convert me? What?" Satoshi was beginning to think that maybe agreeing to be Naomi's boyfriend wasn't the wisest decision after all. He could see the crazed look in her eyes. "Naomi. Do you love me? Do you truly, from the bottom of your heart, love me?"

Naomi was taken aback by this sudden question. "W-Well, of course I do. You wouldn't be my boyfriend if I didn't love you."

"Why?"

Once again, Naomi was surprised by this question. "Why? Well, I suppose it's because… You suit me… Physically, that is. Your face, so slender. Your eyes, as brown as the sea. Your body is as perfect as perfect could possibly be. Whenever I look at you, shivers get sent down my spine. Whenever I hear you speak, it's like sweet butterflies have come to tenderly kiss my ears. That's why I love you."

"... I see. T-Thank you." Satoshi noticed that all of the things she listed had nothing at all to do with the kind of person he was, instead they were focused on his body. Satoshi was a tender soul. He sought to one day find a woman who connected with him on an emotional level, one who could fulfill his needs as well as have her needs fulfilled by him. Sure, looks were important, but in the end, what mattered was the soul. Satoshi could tell that he and Naomi would never see eye-to-eye on this, however, and it made him a little sad. He wanted Naomi to see him as a person, not just a brand new toy she opened on Christmas.

Naomi leaned towards Satoshi. "So… What do you love about me?"

Satoshi rubbed his barren chin, pondering this question. He could answer the obvious: she was beautiful. Everything about her appearance pertained to Satoshi's preferences. He could tell her this, and she would probably be satisfied, but Satoshi wanted to find something… Greater… to like about Naomi. Despite her quirks, her really, really big quirks, there was something there. Something more than her looks and her obsession with animated pornography.

"I guess… I guess I like your soul, Naomi. You're a good person."

"AWWW, THAT IS SO SWEET! C'MERE!" Naomi lunged at Satoshi, holding him in a tight embrace. Just then, Naomi's mom knocked at the door.

"Naomi? Are you in there? A package just arrived for you. I'll leave it outside the door."

Naomi loosened her grip on Satoshi. "Package? Oh, gosh, that's right! Wait here, Satoshi! I have something for you!"

"A… Present?"

Naomi skipped towards the door and retrieved her package. She threw it onto her bed and opened it gleefully. She pulled the object out of the box and spun around, presenting it to her boyfriend with a wide grin on her face. "Ta-da!"

"A… Dress?"

"Yeah! Isn't it cute? I chose it especially for you, beloved!"

It was a pretty little red dress with lots of frills and a neckline deeper than the mariana trench.

"You're… going to wear that?" 'To be honest,' thought Satoshi, 'it looks a little small for her, though I wouldn't mind seeing her in it.'

"Tsk, no, you silly billy. It's for you! Hurry, put it on! Oh, I've been so excited to see you wear this! I can't wait!"

A dress. Naomi wanted Satoshi to wear a dress. Satoshi knew he was an especially effeminate boy, and he had even come to accept the fact that he very much looked like a girl, but even so, he still had a drop or two of manly pride left in his body, and this was seriously pushing it. He was about three seconds away from walking out the door and never coming back, but then he saw how happy Naomi looked at the thought of him wearing it. He realized that she thought it would make him happy, too. Even if it didn't make him particularly happy, could he really refuse such a heartfelt gift from the girl who gave him unrequited love? It broke Satoshi's heart to think of how easily he would break Naomi's heart. If wearing a dress is all it would take to make this girl happy, then why not do it? What kind of person would Satoshi be if he couldn't grant this sweet girl's one wish? "I'll do it," Satoshi said, taking the dress from Naomi's hands, "but you have to leave the room while I change, okay?"

Naomi was already halfway out the door. "See you in a minute!" She chirped.

Naomi was sitting in a chair reading lewd manga, waiting patiently for Satoshi to finish. The door finally opened, and an almost heavenly glow illuminated the skinny boy. The dress fit perfectly, and suited him considerably. Naomi realized she had no idea just how attractive Satoshi could be until this very moment. Her eyes welled with tears of joy, having seen quite possibly the best thing she would ever see. Naomi could no longer control herself, she lunged at Satoshi, and this time she kissed him. She realized what she was doing and retracted. "Um… I'm… Sor-"

Naomi could not finish her statement, because Satoshi had silenced her with his own lips.

Very romantic, I know! Things have gotten serious between our characters, haven't they? Which do you prefer? Romance or comedy? Post your preference in a review! Please. I need reviews. I'm desperate. K, thanks. Bye. (^.^)