Chapter 14: Do I Have To Lose You, Too?

Disclaimer: I Don't Own Corpse Party

A/N: In this chapter, our four characters will be leaving Heavenly Host, to return to the real world once again. This will most likely be one of the shorter chapters, but that's ok. The last two chapters were a bit long! And if you like the longer chapters, give me some input! Don't be shy! Submitting your opinion on the chapter lengths will help determine if the chapters are shorter or longer. As always, I hope you do enjoy this chapter! Anyways, let's get into it!

Yoshiki

Heavenly Host Elementary School

Present Day...

Yoshiki came out of the whites, grays and blacks of the time travel "portal" and almost threw up for the third time that day. But luckly, he held it in. He stood up straight, with the others so he could contribute in supporting Shinohara's body. "You found it!" Seiko's spirit said in a happy tone. "I can't believe you found it!" Naomi was the first to speak. "You have to have more faith in us, Seiko." she said. "Besides, it's not like your body was hard to find. All we had to do was just go back to the time after we got into that arguement, followed by me h-h-hanging y-you." Seiko's spirit shook her head. "It wasn't you. It never was you. The last thing I remember seeing were the dark, soulless eyes of whoever had possessed you." she said. "No, it wasn't you." Naho spoke. "Look, this is all very good, but you have work that needs to be done. I have prepped the ritual table, so lay the body there." she said. Yoshiki and his friends did as she asked, setting her body atop the table. Seiko's spirit hovered over to look at her body. "Wow. My body. Hard to believe that this beautiful person used to be me." she said. "Don't flatter yourself too much, Shinohara." Yoshiki said. "In the real world, you were more or less perverted." It didn't take long for one of his friends to retaliate to his mean words. Ayumi came over to him and slugged him in the torso as hard as she possibly could.

The blow knocked the wind out of him, as he fell onto the floor. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think. Well, he couldn't think about anything except about how much pain he was in. He tried to breathe, but the air didn't pass through his lungs. It was as if he was underwater. He wanted to pass out. He just wanted to pass out. He heard distorted voices not too far away. It sounded like his friends. He strained his ears to hear, but the voices were still distorted. Your friend killed you... Isn't it a pathetic reality? How a fragile, insignificant girl like herself could just punch you like that, and just kill you? She must be succumbing to the darkening! Yoshiki's thought's echoed inside his motionless, dead body. I'm dead? Shinozaki, the girl I love, killed me?! Sachiko's demonic laughter echoed in his mind. I'm afraid it's true. The pathetic girl that you, for some reason, are madly in love with, has sealed your fate. I'm so proud of my favorite great-niece! Wait, is she my niece? Hmm. Well, how odd. I can't seem to remember. Oh well. Niece or not, I'm very proud of her... Wait. If he was dead, then why could he still hear his heart hammering? "Yoshiki! Are you alright?" Satoshi's voice finally came through, he could finally understand the voices around him. No! You're supposed to be dead! You died! She killed you! Okay, fine. It is clear now, that you cannot be killed at the moment. It is only fair that I let you get back to your friends. Go! Go before I change my mind! He finally got up. "What the hell was that?!" he asked. "That was for calling our friend perverted!" Ayumi said, in an angry tone. "No, not that! I think, I think..." he stuttered as he spoke. "Guys, I think I just died for a few seconds!"

"What?" Naomi asked, her eyes widening in confusion. "You couldn't have just died! You wouldn't be here right now!" Satoshi just stared. "Yeah. Can you at least tell us why you wouldn't answer us? And why your eyes glazed over?" he asked. "Well, when Shinozaki punched me, it knocked the wind out of me and I fell, as you saw. I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think, hell, I couldn't even hear. At least not that well." he said. "What I could hear, was your voices I think, but they were distorted. That's when I heard Sachiko's voice ringing in my ears. She said that my friend killed me and it was a pathetic reality. How a fragile, insignificant girl like Shinozaki could just punch me like that and just kill me. She also said that Shinozaki must be succumbing to the darkening." Ayumi looked confused. "But, I didn't kill you. You're obviously ok, or you wouldn't be standing right now." she said. "No, you didn't kill me. But you knocked the wind out of me. Oh and you hit me right where my wounds were scabbing up." Ayumi looked sympathetic. "Oh. Sorry." she said. "It's ok." Yoshiki said. "She also kept rambling about weird stuff. When I questioned that one of my best friends killed me, she said that she was afraid it was true. That the pathetic girl had sealed my fate. She said she was so proud of her favorite great-niece. She then questioned if Shinozaki was her niece. She then said it was odd that she couldn't remember and niece or not, she was very proud of Shinozaki."

"This all sickening." Naomi said. "How can this little girl be proud of someone because they killed?" Yoshiki shrugged. "I then questioned myself, how could I be dead, when I still could hear my heart hammering? That's when Satoshi's voice finally broke through this 'barrier'. Sachiko then got incredibly pissed off. She screamed no, I was supposed to be dead. I died. She killed me. But then it was as if she was ok with it, as she said I couldn't be killed at the moment." Ayumi put her hand on her chin, like she always did when she was deep in thought. "It appears that Sachiko is toying with us, possibly trying to scare us." she finally said. "It also seemed she spoke to us even more when we were in the past, securing Shinohara's body." Yoshiki thought to himself, but as he thought, he looked over Ayumi's shoulder and saw Naho had hovered over to Shinohara's body. She held out her hand and could see she was muttering something. He flew past Ayumi and stopped in front of the table. "Hey! What do you think you're doing?" he asked. Naho just looked up and he saw it. At least he think he saw it. He was pretty sure, that somewhere in the spirit's eyes, he had just seen a look of evil. "Hey!" Ayumi said, as she ran to his side. "What's wrong with you?" she said, hitting him in the arm. "Naho is our only hope in reviving Shinohara and you are yelling at her!" Yoshiki looked at her, with an angry look on his face. I admit it. I love this girl, but she gets on my fucking nerves a lot! He let out a sigh, trying to calm himself. "I'm sorry." he said, as Ayumi raised an eyebrow in confusion towards his response. "I just saw her over here, doing something that looked suspicious."

Ayumi looked at Naho, who looked back at her. "Well... what are you doing then?" she asked. Naho looked irritated. "If you must interrupt me, I am performing a spell that will preserve your friend's body, so she won't start decomposing for sometime." Naho said, in an angry, almost demonic voice. "Naho? Are you ok? You sounded, almost, demonic." Ayumi said. "I'm fine! Just impatient at the moment." Naho said, before closing her eyes and muttering silently. She brought her arm up and pointed her hand out towards Shinohara's body. A few seconds later, Shinohara's body started to glow with a orange light, before fading a few seconds later. "Ok. Your friend's body is now preserved. She will not start to decompose for at least a week. So, you must hurry if you do not wish to repeat this step!" Naho said. They all nodded. "Now, we kinda want to go home..." Yoshiki said. "Of course! The portal never changes it's place, thankfully for you." Naho said. "So, all we have to do is go to the boy's lavatory?" Yoshiki asked. "Yes! My God, you people are brain dead!" Naho said. "Hey!" Ayumi said. "Don't call us brain dead!" Naho spoke. "Oh yes. You bunch are beyond brain dead." she said, hovering over to a book shelf. "There are four more things that you require to resurrect your friend. And I'm afraid that all four of them require you to visit the past." Ayumi looked at Naho. "Well, what are they?" Naomi asked, the excitement in her voice not well hidden at all. "There are four Ritualistic Items that you will need in your quest." Naho said. "All of these items will have something to do with your friend."

"The first, is her student ID. Yoshiki Kishinuma, you will be tasked with collecting her student ID. All of these items have connections towards the collector, except for you collecting the ID. I could have one of your friends collect the ID, but then they wouldn't be able to collect the item that is significant to them." Ayumi nodded, as well as Yoshiki. That's makes sense. "Naomi Nakashima." Naho said. Naomi perked up as soon as she heard her name. "As much as I hate to say it, you'll be tasked with collecting the rope that killed your friend." Naho continued. Naomi's eyes widened in shock, sadness and anger. "What?! Why me?!" she asked. "Yeah, what gives, Naho?" Ayumi asked. Naho ignored them. "I sense that you have not yet come to terms with what Sachiko made you do to your friend. Is this true?" Naho asked. Naomi sniffled a little bit, before nodding. "Good, then collecting the rope may bring you to accepting that Shinohara's murder was not your fault. Nor did you do it." Naomi just sighed. "Ok, I'll do it." she said. "Excellent!" Naho said, turning to Ayumi. "Ayumi Shinozaki." she said, getting the girl's attention. "Since it was you're messing up the Sachiko Ever After Charm that got you into this mess, you'll be tasked with collecting your friend's Sachiko Paper Doll Scrap." Ayumi nodded. "And last, but not least, Satoshi Mochida." Naho said, turning to Yoshiki's brown haired friend. "What will you do? Hmm... Oh yes! You will be tasked with collecting your friend's cell phone! Since you were the one to find it in the past, it's your duty to find it."

Satoshi nodded. "It's time for us to go." Yoshiki said, gently elbowing his love interest. Ayumi looked at him, with a look of concern on her face. She nodded after a couple seconds. "He's right. We should get home." She said. "Let's go." Naho looked at them, with what looked like an evil look. "Hurry up. I don't want to keep wasting my time with you." Naho drifted off towards the shelves. "Let's go." Yoshiki whispered into Shinozaki's ear. She nodded, before all four of them walked out of the room. Naomi was the last to leave. "Take care, Seiko. We'll be back for you soon." he could hear her say. They left the reference room and probably wasn't anywhere near the lavatory, when they heard the noise. The hissing sound behind them and the clouds of black... "No." Yoshiki said. "No. Just no. Please." Please? Who are you to think you can beg? You cannot escape eternal damnation! It's just not possible! You will always be trapped here, time and time again. The loop will keep restarting and restarting, time and time again. And there is no way to prevent it I'm afraid. Might as well kill you now, to put off the hell you have been stuck in for so long... Yoshiki shook his head, in confusion. They heard the sprinting from down the hallway. "Damn it! It's this guy! Run!" Yoshiki said. "Yeah, run like hell!" Satoshi said. They all started running down the hall, towards the stairwell. They ran into the lavatory and finally through the portal home.

...

Yoshiki opened his eyes, to see they were finally back in the basement of the school. The eerie, creepy school basement. He shivered, as he got up. "Why did I go through with this?" he asked himself quietly, as he waited for his friends to wake up. He took out his cell phone and stared at it. "It's only 5:30? Well, time doesn't exactly pass normally in that God forsaken hell hole." He sighed as he put his phone away. He looked over to see Satoshi sitting up. "I hate that portal." he sighed, after standing up. "I feel you man." he said. "I hate going through that thing and not knowing when you will wake up on the other side." It took maybe ten minutes for the rest of their friends to come around. "We should probably work on gathering the Ritualistic Items tomorrow after school. That way Shinohara will be revived as soon as possible." Ayumi said, pacing back and forth, a few minutes after everyone was awake. "Yeah, but how long will that take? We're kind of on a time scale." Yoshiki said. Ayumi looked like she was thinking. "I suppose we are on a time scale. I suggest we try to resurrect Shinohara tomorrow after school. We need to get it done. We know someone here who is very anxious about getting their best friend back." she said, eyeing Naomi a little. Naomi just gave a little bit of a shy giggle. "We should all get home and get some rest." Ayumi said. "We have a big day ahead of us." Satoshi nodded. "Right!" He and Naomi said at the same time, earning a blush out of one another.

"Some rest couldn't kill me. I am starting to remember that I have not fully recovered yet. My ribs still hurt a little when I run too much." Yoshiki said. "You must have been in a lot of pain running from that giant today." Ayumi said. "You don't even know!" he said, laughing a little. "Well, I'm going to walk Nakashima-San home. See you guys tomorrow!" Satoshi said, as he and Naomi walked down the hall towards the staircase. "See you later!" Yoshiki called. "Bye!" Ayumi called, in unison with Yoshiki's good byes. After a few seconds, Yoshiki came to the realization that he was alone with the girl he was in love with. His heart was pounding for some reason. He and Ayumi looked at each other. Did Shinozaki have a nervous look on her face? He couldn't tell in the low light level the room had. "Well..." Ayumi said. "I'll see you tomorrow, I guess." Ayumi started to walk towards the hall, but Yoshiki reached out and grabbed her shoulder. "Shinozaki! Wait!" he said. Ayumi let out a bit of scared squeak, but slowly turned around to face him. "What?" she asked, in a timid voice. "Look, I'm sorry if I scared you, I wasn't meaning to." Yoshiki said. "Well, what do you want then?" Ayumi asked, removing his hand from her shoulder. Am I really going to confess now? Am I really about to tell her about my feelings for her? No. Satoshi and I have already come up with a plan. I cannot ruin it. "We need to talk." he decided. "What say over a late lunch?" Ayumi looked at him, with a puzzled expression on her face. "Like what, a date?" she asked, shuddering at the word. "No! No! No, not at all. We just need to talk about Heavenly Host, among other things." Ayumi sighed. "Fine. We'll go for a late lunch. You have one hour to tell me what's up." she said, as they walked down the hallway together.

Ayumi

Twenty Minutes Later...

When the taller boy had asked her if she wanted to go out for a late lunch, she took it the wrong way. Was he hitting on me? She had asked herself. They had arrived at the small resteraunt that Yoshiki claimed he went to a lot. It surprised her how this boy was in healthy condition. She had heard his stories about his life while they were Heavenly Host, and according to him, he couldn't really afford to eat well on a regular basis. I pity him. She thought to herself. "So, what did you want to talk about?" she said, breaking the awkward silence that had been present for at least a few minutes. "Do you think our friends are angry with us?" he asked her, after a few seconds of silence. "Who? Naomi and Satoshi? Why would they be angry with us?" she asked. "Not them." he said. No... He couldn't mean... "Do you mean, Mayu and Morishige? And Yui-Sensei?" she asked. He nodded. "Why would they be angry with us?" she asked, in a confused tone. "They haven't spoken or approached us at all in the time we've been in Heavenly Host. And it worries me that they are vengeful towards us in some way." he said. "Maybe they are awaiting for the right time to approach us." she said. He is right though. Why haven't any of them approached us? We have done nothing wrong... "You're right." she said. "It worries me to wonder why the rest of our friends haven't tried to contact us." Yoshiki eyed her for a second, before speaking again. "Do you still have that picture that Morishige took of all of us, before you did that little charm of yours?" he asked.

The picture that Morishige took of all of us? Why would he want something with that? "Yeah, I do. Why?" she asked. "Could you email it to me?" he asked. She was puzzled now. Didn't he have it? "Why do you need me to email you it? Don't you already have it?" she asked. He shook his head. "No. I never got it. You asked for permission to to do your charm thing before Morishige could text me the picture." he said. "Oh." she said. "I'm sorry that I inconvienced you." He sighed. "It's fine. But I really want to have a copy of it." he said. "Of course. Of course, I will. I'll send it to your school email right now." she said, before taking out her phone. There was silence for a few seconds. Yoshiki whispered something, but Ayumi couldn't tell what he had said. "What?" she asked, as she looked up at him. "I'm sorry." he said. "You're sorry? About what?" she asked. "I'm sorry about, well, me." he said. "I don't understand." she said after a few seconds. "It's all my fault." Yoshiki said. "Everything that has happened to us is my fault. Suzumoto, Morishige, Shinohara, Yui-Sensei. All of them. Their deaths were my fault." Ayumi was beyond confused. "How are their deaths your fault?" she asked. "If anyone is at fault, it would be me! It was my charm that got us in this mess!" Yoshiki shook his head. "I am a sinner. I am a filthy, filthy sinner. God has punished me for doing all the bad things in life by trapping us in that school. And along with my punishment, he has decided to punish you guys as well. I am a bad person. Sachiko is right. I don't deserve to be in this world. I don't even deserve to live. I deserve to be in hell."

She smacked him on the cheek. "What the-?" Was all Yoshiki could muster. "Don't every say that again. Don't ever say that. None of this is your fault. You are a good person, Kishinuma. And don't ever let anyone tell you otherwise." she said, as she took his hand in hers. "There is good in you. I can feel it I hold your hand." Yoshiki seemed to blush a little bit, as Ayumi held his hand. His hand was gigantic, compared to hers. I feel... ok, when I hold his hand? I should feel disgusted, but I'm not. I already assured myself that it would be atrocious if he and I were to date each other, but now, I'm not so sure. It would still be bad if we dated in my opinion, but it wouldn't be horrible. Did she like him? She had already established the fact that she didn't like him, at least not in this way. What did he feel? Did he like her? Is that why he was always running away from her and avoiding her? Did he have feelings for her? "Um, Shinozaki?" Yoshiki asked, waving his hand in front of her face. "Yeah. I'm fine." she lied, as she let go of his hand. A few minutes had passed and they had gotten their food. After they were done eating, Yoshiki offered to walk her home, but she declined. So, they just parted ways.

Yoshiki

Thirty Minutes Later...

"Ok, that's good..." Yoshiki muttered, as he resized the picture. He wasn't too technical in a sense, but he knew what he was doing. He had some how managed to convince the librarian to let him stay after school an additional thirty minutes after her closing time. For the past fifteen minutes, he had been working on resizing the picture that Ayumi had emailed him. What he was really doing was just zooming in on each person's face and creating sort of seperate picture, if that makes sense. So, hopefully by the time he was done, he would have a close up picture of each person's face. He was thankful for this. He would always have his friends back at his apartment, as creepy as it sounded. He finally finished resizing the portion of Shinozaki's face. He let out sigh of relief as he hit the print button on all of the seperate changed pictures he had saved. He walked over to the printer and picked them up one by one as they came off the printer. Let's see... There's me, Satoshi, Yuka, Mayu's picture that has been blanked out, Naomi, Ayumi, Seiko's picture that has been blanked out, Yui-Sensei also blanked out and... Morishige? Where's Morishige's picture at? Damn it, I didn't print that one off! He quickly walked back over to the computer he had been using. He scrolled through all his opened windows, and eventually came to a shocking realization. "Shit! Morishige was never in the picture! He's the one that took the picture!" he whispered. "My God, I'm a complete idiot!"

He mentally scolded himself for what he had done. "Well, at least I have the eight pictures." he said, before logging off the computer. He grabbed the pictures from the table he had set them on and put them in his bag. He zipped up his bag and started walking towards the exit. He stopped by the librarian's desk and looked at the older lady. "Thank you for letting me stay to get this work done. I really appreciate it." Yoshiki said. The lady just looked at him. "You're welcome." she said, in a gruff tone. It was clear to him that she wanted to have been home hours ago. He walked out of the library and a few minutes later, out of the Academy, ready to get back home. He had finally got up to his apartment door, at about ten minutes to seven and was surprised to see Satoshi waiting by his door. "I've been waiting for you for a while. I wanted to talk to you." he said. Yoshiki sighed. "Ok. Come on in." he said, as he unlocked the door to his apartment. "You should have texted me earlier Satoshi." They both walked into his apartment. "I know. And I'm sorry." he said. "It's ok." Yoshiki said, as he turned on the lights in his kitchen and walking down the hallway to the room he rarely walked into anymore. "What's in there?" Satoshi asked. "Relics of my past." Yoshiki said. "I used to play my guitar in there, while being influenced by smoking pot." Satoshi didn't speak for a few seconds. "You smoked pot?" he asked, in a disgusted voice that was similar to Ayumi's reaction. "I don't do it anymore. I should never have indulged in it. It was a foolish mistake." Yoshiki said, as he unlocked the door with the key to the door. He opened it and walked in, turning on the light.

"I haven't been in this room in ages." Yoshiki said, as he put his bag down. Satoshi followed him in, as Yoshiki went to the closet of the room. He opened the closet and dug through it, looking for something in particular. "Hmm... It's in here somewhere." he said, as he dug through all the junk that lie in there. "Satoshi! Go into my room and get the My Girl sheet music!" he said. "Ok." he heard Satoshi say, as he left the room. "A-ha! Found it!" Yoshiki said, as he dragged his guitar case out of the closet. "You found what?" Satoshi called from the other room. "My guitar case!" Yoshiki called back. He closed the closet door and brought the guitar case over and sat it down by the two desks he had in the room. One desk, he theorized, would be his and the other could be Satoshi's. Satoshi finally walked back into the room and placed the music on the table. He moved back over to his bag and brought it over to the back of the room, with a wall big enough for him to set up his "plan". He walked back over to his desk and grabbed his stapler, a roll of tape, a roll of yarn and a sharpie. "Get into my bag and start handing me the pictures that are in there." Yoshiki asked. He heard rustling for a few seconds and eventually Satoshi handed him a picture. Yoshiki looked at it, to see that it was the picture of Naomi. "Nakashima-San." he said, as he stapled the picture to the wall. "Next." he said. He was handed another picture. "Ah, me." he said, as he stapled it a little bit below Naomi's picture. " I'd like to say I'm the center piece of this whole thing, but that isn't true. That one belongs to another person. Next." he said. "Why do you have pictures of all our faces?" Satoshi asked.

"It's just a method to help me keep my sanity." Yoshiki said, as he beckoned for another picture to be put in his hand. He felt it slip into his hand and saw it was Satoshi's picture. "Mochida-San." he said, as he stapled Satoshi's picture to the left of Naomi's picture, he then proceeded to tape a strand of string to the wall, "connecting" the two pictures. He did the same to Naomi's picture and his picture. "What's the yarn for?" Satoshi asked. "The yarn will represent how connected we all are." Yoshiki said in return. "Next picture." He was handed the next picture and he thought it was Yui-Sensei. "Ah, Ms. Yui. The one who truely could have pulled us together as one in that hell. She didn't deserve death in such a hellish place." he said, before stapling her on the wall, a little bit below his picture and connecting the two with yarn. "Next." he said. He was handed the next picture. "Shinohara-San." he said as he stapled it to the wall to the right of Naomi's picture, followed by connecting the two with yarn. "Next." he said. He was handed the next picture and he looked at it. "Yuka! Your dearest sister! She should never have been trapped in such an awful place." he said, as he stapled her picture, to the left of Satoshi's picture, followed by connecting the two with a strand of yarn. "Next!" he said. He was given Mayu's picture next. Or at least that's who he thought was in the picture. "Suzumoto, I think." he said, stapling the picture above Naomi's picture. "Mayu died in the worst possible way. What a shame." Yoshiki said. "Next." he said. He was finally handed Ayumi's picture. "Ayumi." Yoshiki said in a calm voice. "The girl I love." Satoshi cleared his throat. "You're sure of it? You really love her?" he asked. Yoshiki turned to face his friend. "More than you know. I would die for Ayumi Shinozaki." he said.

To finish off the wall of pictures, he connected a strand of yarn from his picture to Seiko's picture and the same between Ayumi and Yuka's pictures, Mayu and Satoshi's pictures, Ayumi and Satoshi's pictures and between Ayumi and Yui-Sensei's pictures. "We're all connected." he said, running his hands over their pictures. The final "final" touch, was the sharpie. He wrote a small x on Suzumoto's picture, Shinohara's picture and Yui Sensei's picture. And on Ayumi's picture, he wrote out a question that had been bugging him for the last couple days: Do I Have To Lose You, Too? "Do I have to lose you, too?" Satoshi read what he had written. "Wow. You must really care about her." Yoshiki nodded. "So, when do we start rehearsing for the talent show?" Satoshi said. "Soon. I have to train myself to play the song on guitar first. As I want to play the song on the guitar and sing it in the talent show." he said. "Wow. Ambitious aren't you?" he asked. Yoshiki nodded. "Well, that's all I wanted to talk to you about." Satoshi said. "Well, ok. You can go home now if you want." Yoshiki said. "Will do." Satoshi said. "Good night man!" Yoshiki got up and opened his guitar case. "Good night, Satoshi!" he said. He grabbed his guitar and began teaching himself to play the song.

A/N: So, this was a long chapter. Sorry, I lied. I hope you did enjoy this chapter! Please don't forget to favorite and follow the story, as it helps not only me, but you! If you follow and favorite this story, than it's likely that you will never miss a chapter! Want to give me your input? Then please, drop me a review, as that is always appreciated! I'm going to go though, so have a good day and bye!