Requiem-Sorry for not updating this in a llllllllooooooonnnnnnnngggggggggg time. Life happens, writer's block happens, everything happens. Without further to do, let's get on with the story. :D Moving is a pain in the ass still...

Spar-But once more! A New Author approaches! Yeah, I decided to assist Requiem in writing this! Since I decided this isn't really a Collab if I sit around and let the Fabulous Requiemofkingdomhearts write it alone!

Ayumi closes her eyes and walks forward. Her feet touch the very entrance of the school yard. The whole thing seems so...boring, but that is most likely because Ayumi just survived a haunted, worn down school where ghosts chased her every second of every waking hour. Just stepping on something so commonplace is underwhelming compared to looking on the ground everywhere just to make sure you did not step on any traps or dead bodies.

"Class rep!" The voice makes her want to scream, yet Ayumi tells herself that they traveled back in time somehow, no need to fear. She turns around to see the usually bright and cheerful Mayu behind her. It is good to see that she is no longer just a pile of guts slammed against a dirty wall.

"Heya Suzumoto!" Trying to seem as cheerful as possible, the relieved class representative flashes a grin onto her youthful face, amazed to see Mayu alive and well, the once-deceased Drama Club member's teeth beaming happily at her friend.

"Ready for the Culture Festival today! It is gonna be so fun for my last day!" she giggles excitedly. As she scratched her hair, fiddling with her hairclip idly, Ayumi finally realizes that had she not been fooled by Naho's trickery to perform the charm that sent them all to that hellish realm known as Heavenly Host, then Mayu would still move away and leave her friends here.

However, upon realizing that it seems that she remembered everything that happened after that nightmarish time in Heavenly Host, she has to agree that she'd rather never see Mayu again, then last see her body a mere puddle of gore and organs. In fact, as she looked up into the sky, hearing the very dull roar of an airliner slowly trail across the bright blue cloudless sky. She has already spoken with Seiko and Naomi, both of them clearly remembered what happened in that school and Hinoe had left a charm at home this time, something she hadn't done originally.

Maybe Yui-sensei, Satoshi, Yuka...Maybe everyone who was there remembers?! I need to think of something...Something that went wrong the first time that Mayu might remember...

"Gotta admit, if I was moving outta town, I'd want such a great time to go on!" chuckles Ayumi as she walks slowly towards the entrance to the modern high school, the average school named Kisaragi Academy. The drama club student giggles as she follows at a brisk pace, still fiddling with her hairclip as she sighs. As the pair nears the entrance to the school, Ayumi reaches out to open the doorway into the warm hallway. As she pulls the door open, getting a loud blast of the hot air from the school's heating system, she smiles lightly. For her, it feels so great to be inside a school with an actual heater again.

"Well, what can I say? The Suzumoto's must know how to go out with a bang!" The small brunette innocently smiles as she walked in, nodding in appreciation of her friend opening the door. Ayumi legitimately winces at that, the term seems to be unnecessarily cruel considering how literal a bang Mayu went out with at Heavenly Host...She shakes her head repeatedly, trying to block out all of the horrifying scenes of Mayu's remains out of her mind. It is impossible though, for those memories already grabbed a hold of her psyche and will not let go until something amazing happens.

"Besides, I doubt you could leave without your final performance for Morishige!" Ayumi releases a high-pitched snicker, but Mayu rubs her forehead as Ayumi makes the joke. Shinozaki clearly knows that she and Morishige did have at least a minor attraction towards one another.

"Ha! Ha! Haaahhhh!" she snickers at the joke as she flicks Ayumi's ear. The duo walks through the mostly empty school; most of Morishige's and Mayu's friends in the drama club are in early and Ayumi has to be in early due to her responsibility as class representative. "Maybe I should end my time at Kisaragi by seeing Kishinuma propose to you?" she playfully sneers.

"Seeing who propose?"

Both teenagers turned around behind them to see, standing rigidly with a smartly elegant look in his grey Jacket and glasses is Morishige. He had his bag around his left shoulder, hanging by his right hip. He laughs to the group as he walked over to them. "I was heading back to the classroom, seeing when you'd arrive Mayu. I brought your Script." He gives a polite smile, his white teeth beaming as he opens his black leather bag to reveal the play's script copy marked in black ball-point to read "FOR SUZUMOTO" in Morishige's overly dainty handwriting.

"Ooohh! Right! Sorry Morishige...I was busy helping packing with my parents and lost track of time! It is such hard work!" Mayu shyly giggles, scratching the back of her head as she takes the script with a blush. Ayumi feels her chest tighten, for she gets flashes of the creepy video that Naomi and Satoshi gave her. Morishige killed himself for Mayu, and here they are, acting like nothing can tear them apart.

"It's fine Mayu. I could never be mad at such a wonderful performer as yourself!" he chuckles politely as he closed up his bag before smiling. "Well...If you'll excuse us Ayumi, we need to rehearse," he explains with his handsome voice that even Ayumi would admit was like caramel. Even with his quite soft appearance, Morishige is a rather good-looking individual. The class rep bows gently, making herself look even smaller than the towering Morishige. Mayu slowly walks off with him, yawning as she does.

As the pair disappears around the hallway, Ayumi cutely puts her two pointer fingers and thumbs together in the shape of a heart around them, amazed at how good it is to see her once-dead friends again. To see their smiles and hear their voices.

"Oh god! Mary please! Fight it! Fight them! You cannot let these Spirits win! I LOVE YOU!"

The feelings of when time curves back in on itself sends an enormous wave of nausea and giddiness into the mind of the youthful yet sadistic spirit named Yuki Kanno. As she staggers forward, she is able to see the filthy hallways of Heavenly Host. The hallways that have blood and guys decorating it other than bad artwork and banners. It is then that she realizes that for the first time since her painful death in 1973, that she could see through both eyes.

Blinking rapidly, she shoots her face forward, seeing the terrified student on the floor close to Yuki's mortal body, or rather the body she had currently possesses. Crumpled up on the floor clad in a dirty white polo-shirt and torn grey trousers that had once been starched is a teenager, about seventeen in age. He looks up at Yuki, fear in his green eyes as he tries to claw away from her.

"Wait..." Yuki speaks, her voice not coming out as a tongue-less groan but rather a soft British accent. Raising her hands to her head, she notices that she was clearly inhabiting the body of someone living, as a pair of short dirty hands are visible, blood under the cracked fingernails. Dazed and confused, Yuki begins to pat down her stolen body, feeling the smooth texture of an artificial threaded blazer and once soft skin that was tainted by the school. As she fells the breast pocket of the grime and sweat-stained blazer, she gropes the pocket, pulling it up to her eyes to see what it says.

Far Water Secondary School

That can't be right, thinks the usually one-eyed spirit, recognizing the British seal that identified the school, consisting of the typical sword, lion and shield. She feels a wave of Deja vu flood her mind as she remembers how she knows of the school.

A group of nine students of the Far Water Secondary School from Peterborough in the UK used the Sachiko Ever After Charm. Zach, Archie, Rhys, Jennifer, Ethan, George, Ed, Mary and Noel. In fact...Only 5 Hours after the last two Students were finished off...The Kisaragi Nine arrived! Yuki laughs at the sudden irony of the situations. But then she realized something...

The eyes of the possessed student, Mary she believes, widens in shock. "I...If I'm Mary...Th-Then...I've gone back in time..." she mumbles in shock as she suddenly feels the disappointment fill her ghostly mind. For, when that blasted Ayumi kid, the same one who tried to return her to sanity, ruined all of Sachiko's fun and she got to go with her Mother Yoshie...She did feel an admittingly large feeling of regret that one of her only friends, despite the fact that Sachiko had caused her demise in 1973 along with her now friends Tokiko and Ryou, was leaving for good due to the smarts of that group of idiots. But, she did get the reward of being Sachiko's replacement...To be the girl in the red dress, to run Heavenly Host...To drive all those left inside mad...

But it seems like Sachi did not want to play that way. Some of her demonic power must have stayed trapped inside her body or something like that.

"Wha...What the heck are you on about?!" asks the traumatized boy on the floor, Rhys she believed. Obviously, he did not know of what is occurring either, but clearly did not remember the first loop, since he had not tried to flee.

"Yuki! Tell me what you know!" Sachiko then appears suddenly behind the boy. Not even caring about him, she snaps Rhys's neck and throws his body onto the ground. "And what's with the possession?!"

"I don't know," Yuki responds, shockingly telling the truth. Even if she does not have the highest view on Sachiko, Yuki has to still deal with that she has to work for her. Her blind faith turned into rebellion the first time she spoke to Ayumi in her normal state. Everything in this world does work like dominos after all.

"I guess I gotta tell you everything then..." And, ever since the first time around, Yuki notices that Sachiko's personality started to shift around as well. That must be part of the course of this apparent time loop.

"You can do that later-"

"Don't order me!" Sachiko's eyes turn dead at just the one little sign of defiance. "Now we just have to do everything all over again, but this time you don't run away with Ayumi and Yoshiki! We've to make sure all of them stay dead!"

"Of course-"

"I also don't remember you talking so much. To be fair, I didn't talk much either. Something is clearly happening here," says Sachiko. Her eyes then drift off to a random corner of the blood-stained hallway. Pondering, Sachiko just stares, with Yuki behind her. "Now that I think about it, maybe we can do something with that human body of yours." Suddenly, a wicked grins spreads across Sachiko's face as she starts to laugh.

Back on Earth, Seiko is slowly eating the cheese and bacon turnover that the cafeteria at Kisaragi supplied early in the morning as she walks down the long halls, trying to find her locker.

Even though Seiko could not help but feel the nagging pull of a thought that today would be her last day on Earth, she could not help but feel that she was happy right now. She had been gifted something she originally considered impossible, her life, which Naomi...No...The ghost who stole Naomi's mind, had stolen from her, was given back to her and she still had time to not meet the fate that claimed her life and memory from everyone who did not leave Heavenly Host that day of her existence.

As she came to a halt by her locker, she chuckles as she opens it and begins to stuff her bag inside. Stuck onto the side with a tacky substance is an image of her and Naomi from a Christmas party some years ago, when she dared Satoshi to kiss Naomi under the Mistle-toe. Prior to the Life-ending and changing events in Heavenly Host, she had often smiled at the prospect of Satoshi and Naomi Mochida. It had a nice ring to it she had to admit.

Satoshi being a house-dad whilst Naomi worked hard with two lovely kids, Naomi and Satoshi did make a cute couple. But now though, she had to realize that she needed Naomi Nakashima. She needs her so much. She looks at the picture, flicking the edge of it with a soft smile before she pulls it off the tack and sighs.

"Sorry Satoshi...But I'm afraid she said a lot of things," she cringes, knowing that she had just made that joke with Naomi and her friends around, nobody would have gotten the dated joke to a Russian band. With one swift motion, she tears the image in half, almost like the kiss between Satoshi Mochida and Naomi Nakashima broke away, leaving only a pair of red lips as the trace that the boy had been there when she took it. She smiles gently and kisses the image of Naomi.

"I'm always here Naomi...You know that right? Nothing can change that, even a miserable death! Right...?" she asks herself politely as she drops the half with Satoshi to the ground. As she did, her phone jingles softly from her bag. Fishing it out of her bag in the cramped locker, she looks at the small pink phone and smiles to see who sent it.

U nearly done?! Ayumi's getting tired of waiting. And I've only just noticed how cute her behind is. ;)

-N

Giggling at her joke, she gives her cat-like smile and quickly jams in a response. Her ways are starting to rub off on Naomi, at least in her texts. That is a very good sign.

Give me a Sec. Just buying ur Dirty Toys. Dirty Gal u! ROFL XD! :3

-Seiko

As she sends it, she then gives a very loud gasp of shock as she hears the sweet melody of a phone receiving a text. Nearly dropping her own phone to the floor, she turns around to see stood behind her is Naomi, and also the blue-haired girl smiling devilishly. Seiko purrs as she shut her locker and snakes over to her, her footsteps making nearly no noise.

"Who knew signal was so good here?" Naomi winks as she waits for her. The stationary tomboy waits by her new found lover before she quite roughly snakes her elegant hands around Seiko's behind and gropes tightly, causing a squeak of delight before she kisses her passionately with the same gusto she did that morning.

"You know I'm still here right?" Ayumi questions. She then realizes that it is hopeless to stop the kiss, so she just stands there...thinking of Yoshiki. Once the thought enters her head, she stubbornly pushes it out of her mind.

Naomi's eyes, mostly shut in pleasure at the meeting of there lips, briefly opens to see the adorable face of her girlfriend, but she once again sees the thin red line that invades her beautiful neck, clearly from where she died. Cringing at how she herself caused it, she breaks the kiss, a long trail of saliva keeping the two connected. Seiko opens her brown-eyes and giggles cutely.

"Onee-chan...Why's Seiko kissing Naomi?"

Oh dear God no.

Seiko looks down the hall. Seeing both Satoshi and Yuka stand there, the younger girl's face bright red with her petite hand holding her mouth. Satoshi looks like he had just been punched.

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...A surprising mix of confusion, sadness, and...anger.

Requiem-This is gonna be a slow updating story. That's for sure! At least it updates more than every two years (looking at you Kiome-Yasha).

Sachiko-Like we couldn't see that already-

Requiem-Anyways, this story is probably gonna be updated more for now on-

Sachiko-Don't interrupt me! ME THE MISTRESS OF ALL EVIL!

Requiem-Um, just leave a review to tell any of us about what you do and don't like about the story. I hope you keep on reading this story! It is fun to write Corpse Party-

Sachiko-EEEEEEEEEEEEEVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILLLLLLLLLLLLLLL!

(I swear, I've way too much fun with these little author notes xD)