(Author's note: Ugh, I have had writer's block for about a week and a half now maybe two (Idk)...BUT I finally figured out what to write for Chapter Four so here you go...
Ps. I have stopped writing my other Corpse Party fanfic for a while...I think I might rewrite it because why the hell not.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Corpse Party, its franchise, or its characters, just this fanfiction.
"So...you used to be a teacher?" The boy asks Ms. Yui as she finishes bandaging his injured leg.
"No I was a teacher's assistant, if I had survived and made it back home along with my students I would be a teacher by now." She sighs sadly.
Noticing Ms. Yui's face change from calm to stricken with grief from her tragic death, the young student attempts to think of something to cheer up the upset spirit, "Well even though I don't know much of you, I honestly think you would have made a great and caring teacher."
"You're right..." Ms. Yui says wiping small tears off of her translucent face, "But I am still going through the grief of my own death...So it is hard not to get so upset over it."
"I understand, I had to go through this type of grief as well a when my parents died a few years ago."
"Oh...does that mean you have been living alone ever since you became an orphan?"
"Not exactly" The boy runs his hand through his sweaty brown hair, "My older brother sort of adopted me into his family after he heard what happen, but I won't be living with him and his wife for long. In a couple of years I will be old enough to live by myself and hopefully find a job with decent pay."
"That's nice for you...do you have any other plans?" Ms Yui asks him.
"Not yet..." He kicks some dust into the air, "Um..thanks for bandaging my leg and everything else but I really really need to be leaving...My classmates are stuck here like me, they could be injured or worse by now."
"You sound just like me..." Ms. Yui blushes slightly which was nearly impossible to see due to being a ghost, "Perhaps I can guide you around for a while to make sure you do not wound your leg again or any other part of your body."
The boy smiles, "I would be glad if you helped me find my friends without worrying about hurting myself. I am Kiba, Kiba Yorisiki.
"I am Yui Shishido, but you can call me Ms. Yui or Yui-Sensai if you want...If its not rude to ask but how did you manage to hurt your leg?"
Kiba looks down at the floor and frowns, "Its a long story...After I woke up here a few hours, maybe days, ago, I realized that none of my friends were with me and I was alone. I began wandering around the hallways looking for any sign or evidence that my friends or someone was still alive but all I found were the decaying bodies of people that did not survive being trapped in here."
"That's terrible..."
Kiba nods, "That's not the reason why I injured my leg, after half an hour of walking around aimlessly, I encountered a male spirit whose aura was red instead of blue. Half of his body's skin was flayed off, exposing the muscles of his body. He was stabbing into a young girl's abdomen with a sharp rusty knife and had a bizarre, blood thirsty look on his face. I could only watch as he finished stabbing the girl and leaving her to die from blood-loss, that was when he finally notice that I was watching. He then began laughing and ran towards me. I tried running away but he caught me a few seconds later. Instead of killing me like he did with the girl, he asked me if I enjoyed what I saw; before I could answer he sunk his blade deep into my leg...I blacked out after that."
Ms. Yui looks at Kiba in shock, "You poor boy...to have to go through something like that.."
"Its fine, I am better now to say the least." He looks down the hallway, "Shall we get going?"