Heartslabyul

Chapter 6 — “Is it really you?”

Summary: After finally finding Mitsuba, all hell breaks loose. Between fighting Hanako though failing miserably and replacing the Hell of Mirrors No. 3 of the Seven Mysteries, but that isn’t half of the chaos just waiting to unfold.

( A / N ) : I can’t believe it’s been so long since Act I was released. I really liked working on it and lately I just didn’t have the time or motivation to start Act II, but I’m using every small break and rest time that I have to write this. :> I hope you guys like it!! Also from the middle of Act II to the and of Act IV, it’s going to go waaay off plot and onto a different plot that I thought of. I lost my original ideas for all the acts so I’m trying to remember bits and pieces and work from there to remember the rest. So far so good!

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Kou luckily rushed in front of you before Tsukasa could get any closer, but you wish he hadn’t. It’s hopeless, but if you were any stronger than that deathly apparition, you would’ve killed him a second time. After assuring himself that Tsukasa wouldn’t attack if he turned his back on him, he whipped around to check if you’re okay.

“Are you okay (Y/N)? Did he hurt you?” Kou worries, checking your arms and legs—you’re like his little sister after all.

“N-No,” you managed to choke out, trying both not to throw up and cry at the same time “..Kou, I—“ you hiccuped.

“It’s okay, I’m here now.” He assured.

“Kou,” you tried to make your tone sound stern, but with the tremors in your voice that was near impossible. “Behind you.” You just barely managed to croak out.

Reluctantly, Kou turned behind him.

And what he saw shocked him.

No, even shocked is an understatement.

There wasn’t any words to describe the feelings he was feeling. Relief? Guilt? Happiness? Distress? No, it was all of them. A wave of emotions crashing down onto him and he was almost scared he would drown in them.

“You..” he paused, dropping his staff which he held in his hand and standing up “..how are.. but I thought you were gone for good.” Kou’s usually confident voice seemed to tremble.

“Mitsuba.” He called out, still in disbelief. “You’re really okay? You’re not hurt or anything, are you?” He reached for him, but Mitsuba seemed to flinch away. Kou didn’t notice though “Huh?” He then reached for Mitsuba’s hand “Why is your hand like that? What’s wrong?”

“What happened to you.”

“Uh..” Mitsuba didn’t know whether to feel awkward or uncomfortable. ‘Who is he?’ He wondered to himself.

Hanako pursed his lips, sensing some was amiss. His eyes expertly scanned the room for anything that looked even slightly out of place.

Well, No. 3’s dead body on the floor was an obviously noticeable sign.

Hanako’s eyes widened and he sighs “Is that.. Don’t tell me.” He had to make sure, narrowing his eyes down at the corpse. He looked back at Mitsuba, and he froze.

“Kid, get back!” He warns.

Kou looked confused, turning his head to glance at Hanako over his shoulder.

Large arm-like structures seemed to sprout from behind Mitsuba. Trying to attack Kou, or at least that’s what it seemed as they thrashed around.

Mitsuba flinched, shaking his head. “No, no! I’m scared.”

Your eyes widened. You always hated seeing Mitsuba cry back when he was alive, him being dead didn’t change a thing. “Help me.” Mitsuba whimpered, shutting his eyes closed tightly. And covering his head with his hands.

You got up on your shaky legs, with the intention of going to comfort Mitsuba, but you tripped over your own feet and stumbled back to the ground. Which was very lucky for you.

One of the arms, threw itself in Kou’s direction, which if you hadn’t fallen back down; you would’ve gotten hit. Hanako stepped in, slashing at the arm with his butcher’s knife. Pieces of the arm shattered and scattered around the floor.

“You okay kid?” Hanako asked, to which Kou nodded.

“Uh.. uh-huh.” Kou confirms, pursing his lips as he looked at what looked to be Mitsuba.

The cluttered pieces trembled, inching closer to each other till they reformed, standing tall behind Hanako.

You couldn’t warn them, your throat felt too tight. But for some reason, as you glanced at Mitsuba’s usually confident rose-colored eyes, you could see he was really scared. He wasn’t trying to hurt them on purpose, it was almost like an impulse.

“Watch out, behind you!” Kou gasped as he saw the hand getting ready to slam down on both of them to hopefully crush them underneath it.

Hanako whipped back around, ready to attack but instead of hitting him, it grabbed him. The hand was so big, Hanako looked like a plush in its palm. Thankfully he was only stunned for a moment, quickly breaking out of its grip. He smirked “He’s surprisingly quick.”

THUD!

One of the arms had unexpectedly slammed Hanako into the wall “Wha..?” He gasped, clearly caught off guard.

“Hanako!” Kou panicked, failing to notice the hand creeping behind him and slamming him down into the ground.

“KID?!” Hanako yelps, wincing as he saw the force of the hands attack.

Surprisingly, they didn’t seem to be attacking you. More like they were avoiding you, scared to touch you—almost like they were scared they might hurt you.

“Uh..” Mitsuba’s anxiety only seemed to get worse “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” He panicked hands gripping onto his hair “Stop it.”

“Mitsubaa..”

Oh no. Not that voice again.

Just hearing his voice made anger bubble up in you, and knowing there was nothing you could do about it only made it worse.

“Did you finish eating?” Tsukasa asked with a smile only that of an innocent child would bare, but he was far from it. He sat perched up on the railing-like structure above the mirror behind Mitsuba. He jumped down.

“Uhh..” Mitsuba trailed, you didn’t miss how he didn’t seem to tense or freeze around him now like he did then.

Just what did he do to him?

Mitsuba then stood up up, scrambling to hide behind him like a scared puppy would.

“Hm?” Tsukasa hummed, glancing over his shoulder to look at Mitsuba who was trembling behind him “Oh?”

“What..” Hanako froze up, in what looked like fear, no. What was it? “What are you doing here, Tsukasa?”

Tsukasa turned to look at Hanako, and when he saw him he instantly beamed. “Aaah!” He squealed, rushing over to him with quick steps “Long time no see!” He giggled, hugging Hanako tightly, clinging onto him like how a koala would. “Amane!”

“Just wait a second!” Hanako yelps as he nearly stumbled back from the force of his brother’s embrace “Come on Tsukasa, listen to—“ he didn’t get the chance to speak.

“Amane, Amane!” Hanako’s words only went through one ear and out the other, Tsukasa listened to none of it.

Tsukasa looked so innocent, almost childlike. Which made you think, if you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was innocent too.

The hand whipped around to shove them tossing them across the room.

Tsukasa was somehow flipped upside down, sliding down the wall “Oof—“

Hanako groans, but let his pain last only a second before standing upright again. “H-Here it comes again!” He warns.

Tsukasa frowns, groaning in annoyance, “You’re getting in the way.” It doesn’t take him that long to stand up again, and not upside down, effortlessly dodging the arms that would swing at him with ease.

Suddenly, as another arm reached to attack him, Tsukasa quickly grabbed it, also holding another that was sneaking up on him nearby “Mitsuba..” he sighs, almost like a disappointed mother would to a child.

“What.. what’re those?!” Mitsuba panics, “W-What’s happening?” He whimpers, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.

“Now, now,” Tsukasa smiles, leaning forward to wrap an arm around Mitsuba, “there, there.”

Mitsuba flinched, but then relaxed in Tsukasa’s hold.

You wanted so badly to push him away from Mitsuba, but you could only stay frozen in both fear and shock.

“These things’re here to protect you,” Tsukasa assured him “Calm down so you can keep them under control, okay?”

“O-Okay.” Mitsuba sniffled, using his sleeve to rid his eyes of tears, taking a deep breath “..okay.” He mumbled, hugging Tsukuba to comfort himself.

“There we go.. just like that.” Tsukasa whispered, rubbing his hand up and down Mitsuba’s back “Very good.”

“Hey,” Kou spoke through gritted teeth “Damn it! What the hell did you do to Mitsuba this time?”

“Oh?” Tsukasa mused, a smirk gracing his lips. He glanced over his shoulder to look at Kou, almost as if to mock him.

“I granted his wish.”

“You didn’t grant his wish, you did the complete opposite!” You choked, getting up on trembling feet. “He just wanted a friend, and he had two right with him, but you just tore it all away.” You tried taking deep breaths, but it helped nothing. “You made him people fear him, how is that granting his wish?” You scoffed, glaring at the ghost with teary eyes.

Tsukasa frowns “But I did grant his wish.” He insisted crossing his arms over his chest “And the price of that wish was his mind, in other words, a part of his soul.” He explained, but still, it didn’t seem right at all. “When you last saw me,”

The memory alone made you feel sick to your stomach, your hands immediately flying to clutch your stomach and to hold your mouth. You didn’t even want to remember it, the squelching sound that sounded like it tore through human flesh even though Mitsuba was a ghost, the sick look in Tsukasa’s eyes. No, you can’t throw up here, not now.

“I removed a part of his soul; his mind.” Tsukasa’s lips then twitched up into a smile “The rest is simple!”

“I collected low level spirits that were already fading away and used them to make a spirit body.” Tsukasa patted Mitsuba’s head, ruffling his hair. “Then I added the piece of Mitsuba’s soul to it!” He then grabbed his shoulders, patting them. “And then, all done!” He giggled like a boasting child who just finished all his chores.

“It has the same soul at its core, so it probably looks and acts just like him.” Tsukasa continued to explain “But this is something totally different! I mean, of course it is.” He looked at Mitsuba, then directly at you “The Sousuke Mitsuba who lived and sided as a human..”

“Doesn’t exist anywhere in this world anymore.”

Tsukasa then looked back at Mitsuba “But the weird thing is.. because of that, he should have no recollection of his past life. Or even when I collected his mind that day. Yet it’s like you’re now engraved in his memory.” He mumbled, it was barely audible to anyone except for the ones who stood close to him. Like you and Mitsuba.

Part of that reassured you, but it wasn’t enough to cover up the fact that what he did was still as sick and unforgivable as before.

“Why?” Kou spoke again, his hands were balled into fists and trembled at his sides. “Why would you do that? It’s your fault Mitsuba is gone in the first place.”

“Hm?” Tsukasa’s amber eyes wandered the room, as if he was seriously thinking about it. “Just because, I guess? I’ve always wanted to try making one.”

“An artificial human.”

You all stood there in disbelief, and his words only proved to further anger you. He has no right to be talking about Mitsuba as if he were nothing but an experiment, a test subject.

Even Hanako was shocked. “What..” he mumbled.

“Amane and I saw one a looong time ago.” Tsukasa beams, “There was a movie with an artificial human that attacked everyone!” He giggled. “Oh.. but this..” he then looked down at Mitsuba, placing his hand on his head “This is a ghost huh? So I guess it’s an artificial ghost then, huh? I didn’t count on it being such a weakling that it can’t exist in the mortal world, though.” he moved so he was now holding Mitsuba’s head against his shoulder, propping his chin atop his head. “Pretty cool, right?”

Kou suddenly slammed his staff into the wall next to Tsukasa, it stabbed into the wall. Mitsuba flinched at the noise but Tsukasa remained as calm as ever—completely unfazed.

“You creep.” Kou scoffed, in all you’ve known Kou, you never saw him this angry. “You’ve got to be kidding me..” his shoulders were trembling, his hand whipped up to grip the menacing ghost boy’s uniform.

“Hm?”

“Mitsuba, he isn’t..” Kou choked “He isn’t your toy!”

There was this unsettling look in Tsukasa eyes as he said that, and he tilted his head “So..” he looked back at Mitsuba who was now sitting on ground behind him. “You’re saying I shouldn’t have made this thing?”

“He’s not a thing, he’s his own person!” You finally managed to shout “Dead or not, he should still have a say on how he wants to spend his time in the afterlife!”

Tsukasa only brushed you off, taking Mitsuba by the hands. And suddenly, they were gone.

Your eyes quickly scanned the room, and you found them floating not too far away — a few floors up.

Mitsuba yelped, clearly panicked. But it made you wonder.. he’s a ghost too, can’t he float?

“Don’t worry Mitsuba,” Tsukasa’s voice was gentle, like a child’s “I don’t hate you!” He beams.

“Waaa!” Mitsuba looks from Tsukasa to the ground that looked so far below them. “I’m gonna fall, I’m gonna fall!” He cried, clinging to Tsukasa.

“So, Mitsuba.” Tsukasa didn’t care to calm him down, letting the boy cling to him. “You’re just a baby with only one memory.. but no powers or anything else. Nothing.” He smiles down at Mitsuba “But now you have No. 3’s core inside you, now you do have power.”

“What do you wanna do?”

The question should’ve been heartwarming, to Mitsuba’s ears it was but it somehow planted an unsettling feeling in your gut.

“Do you wanna let them take your new power from you and just disappear?” Tsukasa’s gaze didn’t falter, staring straight into his eyes. Mitsuba flinched at those words, and it also scared you. You didn’t think you could go through losing him again. “Or do you wanna take School Mystery No. 3’s seat and become the ruler of this boundary? Tell me,”

“What do you want, Mitsuba.”

Everyone stood frozen in shock, anticipating his reply.

“I’ll.. I’ll do it.” Mitsuba’s voice came out trembly, but sure. “I’m not ready to disappear.. not when I still have nothing.” He glanced over to you, and then back at Tsukasa with tears in his eyes. “So if that’s the only option, I’ll be anything! I’ll even be a school mystery if I need to be!” He cried.

Tsukasa smiled eerily “Very good, if that’s what you want, then I will grant your wish.” He looked down at Mitsuba “From this moment on — you are now No. 3 of the school’s Seven Mysteries, Mitsuba.”

Mitsuba beams brightly — so bright it nearly rivaled the sun. “Woah, really? This is so cool!” He laughs.

“Yup, this boundary belongs to you now.” Tsukasa confirms.

You were all for it as long as he wouldn’t disappear again, but at what cost? What was the twist that Tsukasa was hiding? What’s the catch? So many thoughts in your head, you couldn’t help but worry something may go wrong.

“What kind of supernatural do you wanna be?” Tsukasa asks, a smile gracing his features. “You can be aanything!” He giggled, spreading his arms up high to emphasize this.

Mitsuba turned to look down at you, who is looking right back at him with a storm of emotions in your eyes. Relief, disbelief, worry, fear. He smiles at you reassuringly. “Anything?” He echoes.

If it meant he could be with you..

“Then I want to be normal.” Mitsuba uttered softly. “I want to be human again.”

“Can I?”

“Yup, you can.” Tsukasa nodded, holding his hands behind his back as he grinned at the pink-haired boy.

Your heart fluttered. Human, you mean. With us again? The thought of it gave you hope.

“NO!” Hanako’s voice echoed, rattling the entire boundary. It seemed to tremble at the mere force of it.

The haku-joudai’s swirled around the two ghosts, startling Mitsuba — but leaving Tsukasa as calm as ever. Maybe even a little amused.

Both you and Kou exchanged looks, then looked back at Hanako in disbelief.

Hanako pursed his lips, pointing his butcher’s knife at them. “You cannot be allowed to live on the near shore as a human,”

Just that sentence alone made you want to tune everything else into white noise, but it confused you — and even angered you, too.

“And why can he not?” You snapped, finally finding the courage to speak with all the chaos going on.

“Yeah, why can’t he Amane?” Tsukasa mocked in a sing-song voice, folding his arms over Mitsuba’s head and laying his chin on them.

“Because,” Hanako began, clearly frustrated. “A creature that has come to live on the far shore as a supernatural cannot be allowed to live on the near shore as a human!” He spoke through gritted teeth. “Mitsuba, you were ‘born’ a supernatural, which means you cannot be allowed to become human. That seat number is not yours.”

“And I’m taking it back.”

Mitsuba looked down at the four three of them of you as if you guys were only bugs under his shoe. Not with disgust, but with something more. Disappointment? Confusion? Even he couldn’t tell.

“..Mitsuba?” Kou called out to him, his hand tightly wrapped around his staff.

A childlike laughter echoes throughout the room, the sound is bouncing off the walls — Tsukasa’s laughter — is ringing in your ears.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Tsukasa asked with a smirk, crossing his arms over his chest “Mitsuba’s pretty powerful now, don’t think he’s the same ghost weakling he was before or SCRUNCH!” He made an effort to clasp his hands together as if crushing something between them. “That’ll be the end of you.” He says with that sickening smile, letting his hands fall back down to his sides. “This boundary belongs to Mitsuba now, in here, no one can beat him!” He cheers, “Go on Mitsuba, scrunch ‘em.”

..

Except that Mitsuba was now trying to flee.

“Huh?” Tsukasa turns his head around to confirm that Mitsuba was indeed missing. “Mitsuba?” His eyes darted around the room, it didn’t take long for him to find him — Mitsuba couldn’t exactly hide all that well with the mirror’s reflections acting as cameras. “There you are!” He exclaimed, rushing over to him. “What are you doing?” Tsukasa asked, tugging on the hem of Mitsuba’s sleeve.

Mitsuba yelped, “Stay away from me!” He squealed in panic, lowering his voice to a whisper — he continued “What does it look like I’m doing, I’m running away!”

“Why?” Tsukasa insisted, a pout marring his lips.

“Why?!” Mitsuba whisper shouted, pointing his thumb back at Hanako “Look at that guy! He’s got a knife, there’s no way I can beat him!”

His words almost made you laugh if not for the severity of the situation.

“Aww, you’ll be fine!” Tsukasa assures with his signature childish grin, ruffling up Mitsuba’s hair. “Just scrunch him with your new powers!”

“I can’t do that,” Mitsuba whined, swatting his hands away “—don’t be crazy!”

“Come on, come on!” Tsukasa pouted, nudging his shoulder persistently.

“Noo! Nope! I don’t wanna!” Mitsuba was stubborn, he wasn’t as scared of Hanako as he was of Tsukasa, but to him he did look pretty intimidating.

“Uhh..” Hanako trails, freezing momentarily.

“Kind of feels like we’re interrupting something, huh?” You joked with a nervous chuckle, eyes flickering from Mitsuba, to Tsukasa, then to Hanako.

A loud noise — like something hitting flesh — rung in the room making you flinch at the sound. Tsukasa frowned, Mitsuba’s cheek was now reddened “Do it.”

“Eek!” Mitsuba squeaked, backing up and nodding “I will, please let me do it.” He panics as he scrambled back up to his feet. “So uh..” he looks around at the four of you, eyes lingering on you for a moment longer than the rest. “Here I go.. you four!” He looks over at you, then at Yashiro “Three? She’s unconscious, so does she count? Uh..” he trails “Right.. I don’t know any of your guys’s names.. besides (Y/N). And that other girl.” He mumbled, perking up after a moment. “Okay, I’ve got it! I’m calling you crazy knife,” he announces, pointing at Hanako “..and you.. hella-lame-traffic-safety earring!” he smirks, then pointing at Kou.

At any other time, Kou would’ve been irked to hear that nickname, but he only flinched. It hurt that Mitsuba didn’t remember him. But before either of you could speak, Hanako spoke up.

“What do you mean ‘crazy knife’?” Hanako frowns, pointing his butcher’s knife at Mitsuba.

“Eep!” Mitsuba squealed, floating backwards. “Don’t point that thing at me!” He glanced back at Tsukasa, who is looking right back at him expectingly. “Anyways, this is my turf now! So I decide whether you live or die!” He stammered, turning back to the four of you.

“Isn’t that a bit dramatic?” You teased, “Oh no, please don’t kill me.”

“(Y/N), this isn’t that time to flirt.” Hanako frowns, looking back at you.

Your cheeks flush. “I-I wasn’t..”

Mitsuba’s cheeks also flushed “Yeah! She wasn’t!” He pouts “But anyways.. if you surrender now, I might let you guys go!” He crosses his arms with a ‘hmph’, turning his head the opposite direction “I’m in a pretty good mood, you know?”

Hanako just pursed his lips, watching Mitsuba with a blank expression. Mitsuba on the other hand stared back at him, and if ghosts could sweat — he would be sweating buckets right now.

“You wanna do this?” Mitsuba finally speaks up, through his voice is a bit shaky “Well if you insist, I’ll use my Seven Mystery.. you know my like.. super-powerful powers!” You could tell he didn’t know at all what he was doing, and although he did technically have all the power to defeat Hanako, he wasn’t at all sure how to make his ‘power’ work. “To.. to do terrible things to you, so go away!”

“Like in porno?” Tsukasa teased, obviously baiting Mitsuba.

“I- uh! Yes! Just like in porno!” Mitsuba exclaimed quite loudly, looking smug as always before the realization of what he just said dawned on him and his cheeks flushed bright red.

“Porno?” Hanako mumbled, moving to wrap his arms protectively around Yashiro.

“Hey! What are you making me say?!” Mitsuba yelped, whipping around to glare at Tsukasa “I will not!”

You couldn’t contain it anymore, bursting into a fit of giggles, holding a hand over your stomach from how hard you were laughing.

Kou began walking towards Mitsuba, and before Mitsuba could register that someoen was behind him, Kou grabbed his arm, and pulled Mitsuba down so now they were eye-to-eye. He frowned.

“Um.. can I help you?” Mitsuba muttered, obvious confusion marred his features.

Kou’s frown deepened, and he looked away — squeezing his arm.

“Just— what? Are you enchanted by adorable visage or something?” Mitsuba mocks, trying not to show his confusion. Kou’s silence only proved to confuse Mitsuba even more. “Come on,” he insisted “—that earring is so lame.” He hoped by mocking him, he would reply — even if it was out of annoyance or frustration. Why wasn’t he talking? And what was up with this kid clinging onto him? Does he know him or something? Mitsuba had opened his mouth to tak again, but Kou beat him to it thankfully this time.

“You..” Kou’s gaze drifted back to the floor. “..you really don’t remember me?”

Mitsuba pursed his lips, he couldn’t help but feel even just a little bad for him. Of course he didn’t remember him, he didn’t even know why he was so hurt by it. Were they friends or something?

“Huh?” Mitsuba raised an eyebrow “What are you talking about, that doesn’t make.. any sense.” He frowned, tugging his arm away from Kou — and instinctively, Kou reached for his arm again.

“Who are you?”

Three words. Three words that stung Kou like needles. He glanced up at Mitsuba, then back down to the floor.

“Are you done?” Mitsuba asked, already starting to feel a bit awkward from the situation. “You’re done, right?” Kou was still not responsive, keeping his gaze on the floor; but he didn’t loosen his grip or even dare look back up at the boy. “Let me go.” Mitsuba frowns, tugging his arm away a second time.

This pulled Kou out of his trance, “Oh..” his eyes immediately darted back up to Mitsuba, and an image of his ghost friend’s old self flickered before him. Hallucination or not, it was enough for Kou to grab onto Mitsuba’s arm a third time. “No,” he stammered “—wait a minute!” This time, he pulled him even closer, his hand coming to grab Mitsuba’s chin, his fingers covering his mouth a bit.

“Ack!” Mitsuba yelped, clearly — and very reasonably — shocked. “What do you want?”

“I am..” Kou looked into Mitsuba’s rose-colored eyes “My name’s Kou Minamoto, remember it, stupid girly face!” He pursed his lips, letting go of Mitsuba. He walked towards one of the mirrors where he had dropped the old gardening club records, picked it up and walked back to Mitsuba to shove it in his arms.

“Huh?” Mitsuba was still clearly confused “What.. what is this?” He frowns.

“Just shut up and take it, fake-nice guy!” Kou spoke through gritted teeth.

“Wha—?” Mitsuba had literally zero idea on what was going on, why you were looking at him expectingly now, why this guy claimed to know him when Mitsuba was sure he’d remember someone as stubborn annoying as the boy who stood in front of him. “I really don’t get what you’re trying to get at! And man is that earring of yours lame..”

“Now, now,” Tsukasa came in between them, pushing them apart; and smacking either one in the face in process of it. “That’s enough of that.”

“Hey—what was that for?!” Kou yelped, pinching the bridge of his nose. It stung a bit.

“You have more important things to do, huh Mitsuba?” Tsukasa smiles, completely ignoring Kou. He grabbed Mitsuba by his shoulders, and guided him so he was right in front of Hanako again. “Here.” He beams, dusting off his shoulders.

Hanako didn’t even do anything, but as soon as he looked up at Mitsuba.

“Noo! Knife!” Mitsuba panics, backing up. He lost control of his arms again, and they whipped at Hanako.

Hanako quickly grabbed Yashiro — and before you could process anything — he shoved you over away from harm, turning to Kou as well “Watch out!” He warned “This is bad..”

“No kidding..” you panted, barely being able to catch yourself from falling.

“Hey Hanako, what do we do?” Kou gasps, just barely able to block the slap of one of the arms with his staff.

“Kid!” Hanako panicked. He pursed his lips, looking down at Yashiro “The thing is, if we want to get the school mystery’s seat number back, we have to destroy the source of power.”

“You mean the yoshiro or whatever?” You ask, one of the arms narrowly missing your legs to trip you up.

“S-Sorry!” Mitsuba yelps, trying to get them under control.

“Yeah! And for some reason, nothings waking her up!” Hanako frowns, gently smacking the girl’s cheeks “Yashiro, wake up!”

“And as for the yoshiro?” Kou asked, looking around.

Your eyes darted to the center of the ceiling. “Yeah, there’s no way we’re reaching that! It’s way up there!”

“So then,” Hanako’s eyes flickered from the yoshiro, then to Yashiro, then back to Mitsuba “—first things first, we’re gonna need to make him behave.” He let go of Yashiro, running off towards Mitsuba.

“Wait, Hanako!” You and Kou both panicked.

In just a blink of an eye, Hanako was right behind Mitsuba, his knife up against the other ghosts’ neck.

“Hanako, stop, what are you doing?” You yelped, rushing to the edge of the railing, there wasn’t much you could do — but you did know you would never forgive Hanako if he hurt Mitsuba.

Kou grabbed your arm, holding you back with him. He was scared too, but he knew Hanako wasn’t going to hurt him.

Mitsuba kept completely still, well, he did — but his arms didn’t. Frantically thrashing around.

“Mitsuba, you aren’t even the spirit of someone who once lived on the near shore anymore,” Hanako frowns. “You’re purely supernatural, your connections with the mortal realm are as weak as can be, and that means.”

“You can never be human.”

Those words stung Mitsuba, especially since he knew, inevitably that was reality. “No!” He weakly argued, one of his arms whipping at the floor above Yashiro. All of you turned around in horror and panic. You managed to run — while the rest were frozen in shock — shielding Yashiro’s body with your own. You shut your eyes, anticipating the weight of the floor above you crashing down. But it never came. You pulled away from Yashiro’s body, opening your eyes only a small pebble managed to hit her head.

And that seemed to be enough to wake her up.

“(Y/N)? Mitsuba?” Yashiro mumbled, her eyes slowly fluttered open.

You sighed in relief, letting your body fall back — and luckily for you — one of Mitsuba’s arms wrapped itself around you from behind to make sure you didn’t hurt yourself.

“Ouch..” Mitsuba groans, his eyes shut tightly as rubble slid off his body and he sunk back down to his knees.

“What’s going on?” Yashiro panics, looking around a bit frantically. “Hanako? Kou? (Y/N)? When did you guys all get here?” Her gaze then returned back to Mitsuba “Hey, you okay?” She scanned his figure up and down. Did he change while she was unconscious? “And what.. are you wearing?”

“So Hanako grabbing her and tackling her to the other side of the room didn’t wake her, but a tiny pebble did?” You sigh, pinching the bridge of your nose — this logic made no sense. You feared you might turn as dumb as them.

“I got stronger!” Mitsuba beamed like a little boy searching for praise from an older sibling. “I’m the ruler of this place now! A-And I became one of those seven mystery thingys!”

Yashiro didn’t look afraid, but she didn’t look to happy either. Her eyebrows furrowed as she glanced behind him and saw Tsukasa was still there, staring back at her. That was enough to send a shiver down her spine.

“So this is my boundary?” Mitsuba asked “Is that what you said it was called?” His excitement was short lived, as he could feel Tsukasa practically burning holes into his skin. “So.. I mean..” his eyes darting around from person to person until his gaze was focused on you again. “And I can’t let you destroy it.” He frowns, glancing at Hanako. “So.. uh-“

“Just get outta here!”

Suddenly, various arms sprang from the wall behind you. They grabbed the four of you — though they were much gentler with you for some odd reason — and forced you guys out.

“Stop that! Don’t grab my ankles!” Hanako yelps, trying to dig the blade of his knife into the floor to ground himself.

“Whoa?!” Kou gasped.

“I’m getting sucked into the mirror!” Yashiro panics, grabbing onto the frame of said mirror. “What are you—why are you doing this?”

“Just go with it,” Mitsuba smiles. “See you later.”

This whole time, you were surprisingly calm. The three of them were dragged out through the mirrors, but one of the arms kept you from fully going back through. So many thoughts running through your head, so many questions, very few answers. You had so many things you wanted to say, to ask.

“Mitsuba.” Tsukasa frowns.

“Oh, right..” Mitsuba mumbled, sighing. He didn’t want to, but he knew if you stayed there’s no telling what Tsukasa might do.

“Don’t you dare hurt him!” Was all you managed to say before you too were dragged through the mirror. An arm placed you down gently on the floor before retreating back into the mirror. You stood up on shaky feet, glancing down at the other three who were huddled together on the floor; presumably unconscious or something. You slammed your fist into the mirror, over and over again. Just when you found Mitsuba, you had to say goodbye again. The mokke tried to console you, huddling around you as you fell down to your knees helplessly. You were scared for Mitsuba. You didn’t trust Tsukasa at all. One thing was for sure though, you had to find Mitsuba again. And this time;

You wouldn’t let Tsukasa take him away this time. .

( A / N ) : I have not been able to find the motivation to write for the life of me. 😞 First chapter is finally done tho, hopefully I didn’t miss any spelling or grammatical errors, if so please let me know. I will proofread just in case. Also, I wasn’t sure if I should ask, but should I make a tag list for the chapters or? Originally I wasn’t going to but then someone asked if they could be tagged when new chapters come out so I’m gonna tag them but does anyone else wanna be tagged when I update more? Hope you enjoy btw, have an amazing day/night. <3

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“Nostalgia.”

In attempt to jog his memory, you take him to all his old favorite spots, indulging him to take photos of the mesmerizing scenes. He feels something about you, but still can’t quite remember you. He feels attracted to you, but doesn’t understand why as he claims not to know you. After a while, you gave up, but it was then that he thought of trying to comfort you. But the second his fingertips brushed the warmth of your arm, it all came flooding back.

Warnings: a bit angsty, some ooc parts, cursing (if you squint really hard), mentions of bullying, flashbacks of memories you had with Mitsuba, etc,.

(A/N) : hope you enjoy!

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“(Y/N).” A voice called.

“(Y/NN).” It echoed.

You didn’t recognize this voice.

“It’s almost time (Y/N).”

You heard a horrible squelching noise, followed by a scream. But it wasn’t just any scream.

It was your scream.

Images of Mitsuba getting killed all over again flashed in your mind.

“No, no.” You cried in a hushed tone.

“Wake up.”

You shot up from your bed, panting softly and trembling. You ran a shaky hand through your (H/C) locks, biting your lip to stop yourself from sobbing.

You checked the time.

4:27 a.m.

Sighing, you laid back onto your bed. You draped your arm over your eyes, still trying to calm yourself down.

“You’re okay.” You assured yourself.

“It was just a nightmare.”

“He’ll be okay.”

“Nothing bad’s gonna happen to him.”

“It wasn’t real.”

You kept mumbling, reassuring yourself that he was okay.

“(Y/N), you okay in there?” Your aunt called from the other room.

Had you woken her up?

“Yeah! Just gonna go grab some water.” You croaked loud enough for her to hear.

“Okay.” She replied.

Sighing, you got up from your bed, quietly going down the stairs.

You grabbed a glass, filling it with water.

“What if he’s not okay.”

“Is something bad going to happen to him?”

“He’s not gonna disappear again right?”

“Why doesn’t he remember me?”

Your mind was plagued with thoughts, and it wasn’t until you felt the cold water spill down your hand and wrist that you realized. You took a few sips of water before heading back upstairs. You sat the glass on your nightstand, getting back under the covers and going back to sleep.

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You were woken up by another phone call from Kou, followed by shout from your aunt.

"(Y/N), hurry your friend is here!"

You groaned, pressing "decline" on your screen.

"I’Il be down in a minute." You hollered back, going to your closet to get dressed.

You grumbled, slipping on your clothes. You quickly brushed out your hair and splashed your face with cold water to wake you up really quick.

Giving yourself one last look in the mirror, you nodded—somewhat satisfied that you didn't look like a total mess—before rushing downstairs.

Kou was on the couch, just kind of sitting there.

"Hey I'm almost done, let me just slip on my shoes and we can head out." You say, hurrying over to the door to grab your shoes and slip them on.

"You're not gonna eat anything?" Kou asked, standing up.

"Nah I'll be fine." you answer "besides we can't be late.”

Kou narrowed his eyes at you, before sighing.

"C'mon, if you hurry I can probably whip something up for you really quick." He says heading for the door.

“Really? Kou’s famous cooking? I’d love to.” You joked.

“Hurry, or you won’t be able to eat ‘Kou’s famous cooking’.” He quoted you.

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After Kou made you some breakfast which was undeniably delicious, and you got to school—Kou had ran off to go get something because he forgot it, but you already knew he was going to go look for Mitsuba.

You sat monotonously in your seat for your first class of the day, only half-heartedly listening to the lecture the teacher was giving.

Ring, ring, ring.

Students flooded out from the classroom, hurriedly to get to their next class. You, however, seemed to be in no rush. To be honest, you were stalling. Why wouldn’t you be? You were going to see your dead friend and try to make help him remember you.

You were nervous, and had every right to be. It wasn’t until you realized Kou was dragging you out somewhere that you snapped back into reality.

“Wait, wait, wait! Are you sure this is a good idea?” You asked frantically, already unsure if you even should try or not.

“Relax, (Y/N). It’ll be fine. I’ll be watching you two from a distance so if anything goes wrong, I’ll swoop in and help you out okay?” He assured, pulling you by the arm towards Mitsuba.

“Okay.” You agreed hesitantly, still nervous.

Seeing as through you were nervous, and obviously a bit uncomfortable, he said;

“If you don’t want to, we can just step back a bit and not. I’m not gonna force you into anything.”

You looked at him, then at a distracted Mitsuba in the distance.

You had to do this. This wasn’t a “I’ll do it later” kind of thing.

You needed to do this.

“It’s fine, I want to do this.” You confirmed.

He gave you a brief nod before going back to leading you him. Kou finally came to a stop, pushing you forward a bit so now you were face to face with the pink-haired ghost.

“Um.. hey?” You greeted awkwardly, shifting around uncomfortably.

“Hey.” Mitsuba replied, eying you.

“I’m gonna head to class, I’ll ask for your work so you can do it later. See you!” Kou hurriedly said, shooting Mitsuba a quick look that said ‘don’t you dare do anything stupid’ and ran off.

“So..” you say, clearing your throat after a few moments of silence.

“So?” He repeated, crossing his arms.

You felt like crying again, he looked the same from before.

Before he had died.

“Uh.. here I think I know where to start.” You say, reaching to grab his sleeve.

“Woah start where you pervert!” Mitsuba yelped, pulling his arm back.

Your lips quirked up in a smile, you missed this. Missed him.

“Aren’t you the pervert for thinking I’m going to do something to you?” You retorted with a smirk, leaving Mitsuba speechless.

“Hey! You’re just as much of a pervert if you already know what I’m thinking! You think you can take advantage of me just cause I’m a cute little ghost—?” He babbled, a bit flustered.

“Get it all out of your system yet?” You asked, crossing your arms.

He thought of something to say, he even opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You smiled.

“Good, let’s go.” You hummed, grabbing his sleeve and dragging him away.

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“C’mon Mitsuba! I got you something I think you might like!” You giggled, dragging Mitsuba with you.

“H-Hey! What’re you gonna do with me! Don’t think of trying to take advantage of me! I know I’m cute but still!” He practically wailed as he struggled to keep up with you.

You smiled, over time you found his attitude and remarks quite endearing.

“Okay close your eyes.” You instructed.

“What? I’m not gonna close my eyes. You’re probably just waiting for me to close my eyes so you can have your way wit—“

“Mitsuba.” You urged. “Please?”

He pouted, muttering something along the lines of “you’re lucky I love like you”.

Reluctantly, he closed his eyes.

You waved your hand in front of his face once, then twice. Once you confirmed he wasn’t peeking, you smiled and rushed over to your backpack to grab him something, a gift.

“Okay, now open them!” You giggled.

He peeled one open, and then the other. His eyes gleaming with joy when he saw what was in your hands.

A handmade scrapbook.

Sure, it was a bit messy. The letters were slightly crooked, stickers scattered and plastered on the front cover, bits of dry glue were sticking out. But to him it was perfect.

He stayed silent for a moment or two, just staring down at it once he took it from your hands.

“If you don’t like it just say so.” Your voice broke him out of his trance.

He smiled, but it wasn’t one of his cocky smiles.

It was genuine.

He shook his head, and huffed.

“It looks terrible!” Quickly adding “But I’m gonna keep it anyways so don’t ask for it back!” when he saw you reaching to take it back.

You smirked, “Just admit it, you love it.”

“What?! Of course not! It’s just not worth throwing out.” He insisted.

“So you love it.” You playfully teased with a smile.

“N-No!” He stuttered with a flushed face.

But his smile from before was enough to tell you, that he liked it.

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You and Mitsuba were currently sitting near the stair case that led to rooftop.

“I gave this to you for your birthday before you..” You stopped yourself, instead opening the scrapbook that was very worn down.

You had managed to snag it from his house when they allowed you in.

Inside, were various pages of him and you together.

At the beach, sleepover’s, first and last day’s of school, of mesmerizing scenery you both took on your adventures together.

“Did you photoshop this? Are you that creepy?” He mumbled.

He felt something, like a pang in his cold lifeless heart, telling him that yes, he knew you.

But he didn’t remember you.

You ignored him, pointing at a picture of the school garden.

“You took this when I went out with you so you could take pictures to enter in some competition.”

He stared at them, then looked up at you. Maybe now he remembers who I am, you hoped.

But to your dismay, he gave you a confused look.

“Nope, nothing. I still don’t know who you are.”

You sighed.

“Let’s try something else then..”

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“Hey Mitsuba?” You called.

“Yeah?” He hummed, he had been recently working on a new photograph for a project.

“You busy?” You asked, pulling up a chair and sitting by him.

“What? Can’t you see?” He asked sarcastically, before noticing the slight drop in your expression.

“Sorry.” He sighed “But yeah, I am.”

“With what?” You asked, placing your chin on his shoulder so you could better see what he was working on.

Shocked, and a bit embarrassed, he hid his laptop’s screen from you.

“None of your business!” He exclaimed with a flustered face.

You smirked.

“I bet you’re editing something perverted, aren’t you?” You teased, playfully poking his side.

His face flushed more, as he went on a ramble; “You think me, the cutest and sweetest boy you’ve ever met, could be capable of doing something like that? You’re the pervert then! What are you thinking of?”

You shook your head with a smile.

“I’m just kidding ‘mitsu. Calm down.” You say with a chuckle.

He huffed, going back to work. He hadn’t noticed he stopped preventing you from seeing his previous project, and what you saw made your face flush.

It was a picture he had taken of you two, you both were smiling, at an old sleepover of yours. You distinctly remember that night, so vividly.

As the last night you slept over.

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Mitsuba looked at the picture in his hands, his cold ghostly touch contrasted against the warm feel the picture gave him.

“Huh.” He hummed, narrowing his eyes down at the picture.

You wait hopefully, for any sign that he remembered you, but when he just looked up at you confused, you sighed.

“Still don’t remember me?” You asked, thought it was pointless since you already knew the answer.

“Yeah.” He answered, his voice sounded a bit timid, honestly feeling a bit bad.

He knew what it felt like to be forgotten, so he kind of knew how you felt.

You sighed, letting your head fall forward hitting the wall. You stayed there, maybe for a second or less. Then suddenly, you perked up.

“Fifth time’s the charm right?”

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“Where are you taking me?” He asked, looking around as if trying to identify his surroundings.

He opened his mouth to say something, but you quickly interrupted him.

“Just, be patient.” You sighed, clearly tired as it was already starting to be sundown and you still had no luck.

You lifted up a branch, to show some secluded area.

“Are you gonna kill me?!” He yelped, trying to pull his sleeve back from you.

“Can’t kill what’s already dead.” You hummed, revealing a hidden staircase that also led to the rooftop.

“Then what are we doing here?” He asked.

You sighed.

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You had barely gotten out of your first class, exhaustedly dragging your feet to the nearest staircase. And that’s when you heard it.

A loud yelp, that you would’ve assumed was a girl’s if it weren’t for the slightest hint of masculinity in it. You rushed to see a pink haired boy, dressed in the elementary uniform. There were a group of kids, one of them was presumably holding what looked like to be the boy’s camera.

“Give that back!” He shouted, jumping up to attempt to reach for it, only to get shoved down.

Kind of frozen in shock, you didn’t know what to do. But you knew you couldn’t just turn around and leave him to their torture.

So you shouted what literally no logical person any normal person would.

“Hey!”

Really? Hey? What the hell was that gonna do?

They turned their focus onto you, a shocked look on what seemed to be the ‘leader’s’ face.

“What’d you say?” The guy scoffed, tossing the camera to one of his friends—making Mitsuba yelp again as he thought they’d drop it and it’d break.

Not wanting to back down, you stood your ground.

“Don’t you know what ‘hey’ means?” You asked sarcastically, glaring at them.

You were glad that you were at a far enough distance that they couldn’t see how your legs were trembling slightly in fear.

“You have some nerve—“ he started, but never got to finish.

“Like you’re one to talk. Picking on someone just cause! You must be really insecure of yourself to stoop that low.” You unintentionally retorted.

His ‘friends’ snorted, and he turned around to glare at them. He whipped back around to look at you, walking down the stairs. Slowly, or at least that’s what you assumed. Because it looked pretty intimidating to you. Like a snake staring down at it’s prey.

“I’m going to give you one last chance to turn your pretty face around, and act like you didn’t see anything.” He warned, and even though you were scared, you kept on a calm façade.

“And if I don’t?” That seemed like such a dangerous sentence, you gave a quick glance to the boy, as if trying to send him a message of some sort.

He gave you a look that told you it all if you didn’t, he didn’t need to use words.

“Fine.” You huffed, turning around to ‘leave’.

“That’s what I thought.” He scoffed, and just as he let his guard down and left to head back to the boy, you slammed your shoulder hard into his, unintentionally of course, but it made him stumble.

You quickly ran up a few steps, helping the boy up.

“Give me that.” You demanded, snatching it from one of his friends who was clearly stunned.

“Why you little—“ and you knew you had no more time to think, you grabbed the boy’s hand and ran.

You ran as far away as you could until you knew you were safe. You both ended up in the room for the photography club, panting heavily from the running.

“Are you,” you coughed “you good?”

“Yeah..” he managed to choke out as he desperately tried to catch his breath.

After a few moments, and when you finally caught your breath, you realized you were still holding his camera. You cleared your throat.

“I uh.. I think this belongs to you.” You say, handing the camera to him.

He smiled warmly at you, taking it from you. He looked down at it, before mumbling something inaudible to your ears.

“Huh?” You asked.

“My name, it’s Mitsuba.” He explained.

You smiled back, “Nice to meet you Mitsuba.”

“I’m (Y/N).”

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The place you took him to, was the the place you first met him. You smiled, though it looked even more hopeless the more he looked at it. He gave you a puzzled look.

“You sure you’re not trying to have your way with me cause I’m such a cute ghost boy.” He asked, a little too seriously—flashing you his cocky grin.

Your smile faded, and you sighed, flopping down on the grass below you. You rested your head on your knees.

“You know what, I give up. I give up that’s it. It’s pointless anyway.” You whispered barely loud enough for Mitsuba to hear.

You couldn’t risk talking louder than that, you were scared your voice would crack. You laughed, but it didn’t sound too happy. Actually, it didn’t sound happy at all. It sounded pained, and it felt like someone stabbed Mitsuba right through the heart when he heard it.

“Hey,” he whispered, kneeling down with you.

“It’s okay.” He tried to assure, though he was looking around uncomfortably, unsure of what to say to comfort you.

“It’s not okay. How could this be okay?” You sobbed, finally breaking down.

You looked up at him, and when he saw that teary look in your (E/C) eyes, that’s when he broke.

He didn’t say anything else, only hugging you. Assuming that would be the only reasonable thing to do. But when he touched you, he suddenly tensed up. And a wave of emotions crashed over him, threatening to drown him.

He remembered you.

He smiled brightly, and you gave him a look of ‘what the hell?’ and ‘how could me crying make you happy?’.

He finally remembered you.

“(N/N)?” He called.

Your eyes widened in surprise, and without hesitation, you jumped in his arms.

“Oh my god! (Y/N) it’s you!” He practically squealed with how happy he was.

You sobbed into his shoulder, happy that he finally remembered you.

It took till 7:45 p.m. the whole school day, but god was it worth it. You hugged him tightly, and he patted your back awkwardly, but still welcomed your embrace.

“Hey! Just cause I’m cute doesn’t mean you can touch me however you want.” He joked, trying to get you to stop crying and maybe laugh a little.

And he succeeded, earning a wet chuckle from you.

“I’m not interrupting anything, am I?” Kou asked.

Mitsuba glared at him, as he thought his presence spoiled your guys’s moment.

You wiped your tears and laughed, it cracked a bit, but it was a happy one nonetheless.

“What’s up Kou?” You greeted, sitting up.

“Your aunt told me to come get you, I let her know where you were since she was worrying that you weren’t home yet. C’mon.” He says, smiling.

You looked back at Mitsuba, giving him one last hug.

A hug that Mitsuba swore made his heart flutter, though he’d never admit it to anyone of course. No matter if they were living or dead. Your hug felt warm, the first time he felt anything while he was dead, he was happy as you draped your arms around his neck—before letting him go and standing up.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” You asked, wiping the last of your tears with a smile.

“Yeah.” He agreed with a smile of his own.

“Hate to break the moment here,” Kou said, “but your aunt just texted me if I found you yet.” showing you his phone screen.

“Shit we have to go then, bye ‘Mitsu!” You rushed, speeding out with Kou.

“Bye!” He shouted after you.

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BONUS!! sorta..

“You know you’ll have to be careful, right?” Mitsuba heard Sakura’s monotonous voice echo, making him jump slightly from the unannounced presence.

“Geez you scared the crap out of me!” He yelped, sighing in relief when he realized it was her and not him.

“Did you hear me?” Sakura repeated, to which Mitsuba only let out a confused ‘huh’.

“You know what’ll happen if Tsukasa catches wind of this.” Sakura warned, genuinely worried for the dead photographer.

His expression dropped, contorted into a petrified one. He’s always thought it was thunder that scared him the most, but clearly he hadn’t met Tsukasa.

“Yeah..” he mumbled, reasonably unenthusiastically.

“Then, since you know the possible consequences, be more cautious. He pops out of no where sometimes.” She said with a sigh, shaking her head.

“Okay.” Was all he managed to mumble.

He couldn’t risk anyone or anything hurting you.

Especially not Tsukasa Yugi.

(A/N) : WOOOO I finished. My hands are so tired but I can’t stop writing. I can’t help but think I’m rushing this story a bit, but then again it’s only the 3rd chapter so maybe not? I’m trying to make it as much of a slow burn romance so lmk if it feels like it’s going too fast even though act II is literally just trying to help him remember Kou and finding him all over again and you don’t actually get to be with him till like act V(five). I’m tired so I think I’m just gonna crash sleep for a bit before I have to go to some college program. Hope you enjoyed it!! If not tell me and I’ll try to fix it.

Helloo! I see your request are open, You can ignore this Request if this make you uncomfortable🌻

Can i Request Childhood-friends troupe with Ace or Deuce? (can both if you want)

Its can be Platonic or Romance, up to you!♡

I hope i didn't disturb you wait this Request and have a good day:D !

Childhood friends troupe with Ace and Deuce.

I had no idea if you wanted them to be separate or together, so I’m doing them separate (romantic). Hope that’s okay!

Also I am so so sorry about barely publishing this like a day later, I was out doing back to school shopping and pretty busy with things I’d rather kms than go back to school so yeah. I would’ve at least started writing this last night, but I was on the verge of falling asleep so I decided not to.

Also, gender neutral reader, I wasn’t sure what gender you wanted reader to be.

As always, this is proofread, and double checked for grammar mistakes. If there is anything I missed, please don’t come at me—English is not my first language..

Ace Trappola x reader

Deuce Spade x reader

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Ace Trappola as your childhood friend would include..

- You would have to keep him out of trouble, as it was shown in the first chapter he likes to pick fun at others and it could get him into trouble.

- Ace always helps you with your homework, he is smart, despite his carefree persona, and if you are ever struggling with any class he always helps you understand the topic you’re learning better!

- Ace being the little shithead he is loves playing pranks on you, it’s like the highlight of the day. But he will stop if you tell him to.

- I feel like his brother would tease the shit out of Ace sometimes, whenever you and Ace would visit him of course, like he’ll notice him trying to hit on you, and just calls him out on it in front of you. Ace swears he wants to strangle his brother..

- You know how his dad is good at performing card tricks? I feel like at least once when you two were kids, he would try to perform one of the same card tricks but failed. You would always like laugh and poke fun at him because he messed it up, but now that he’s older, he sometimes shows you the same card tricks when your upset and need cheering up and even though he knows the right way to do it, he messes it up just so that you could smile and laugh at him. He loves your smile but he’d never admit it out loud.

- Speaking of you being upset, since Ace has known you since you two were kids, he knows when you’re upset, you can’t hide it from him. He’s like a lie-detector when it comes to you.

- Ace as your childhood friend, trying to cheer you up, would most likely be him taking you with him to prank someone with him. He wants to see you laugh, but if you’re genuinely upset, and don’t want him to joke around—he’ll just let you lay in his arms and let you rant about whatever is bothering you.

- He is not the best comforter, I don’t know why. I feel like he gets kinda awkward and doesn’t know what to say or do to make you feel better, so the only thing he does do, is just sit there, hugging you and listen to you ramble about whatever is bothering you. He’s better at making you laugh than comforting you with words but don’t tell him that lmao.

- Ace probably can and will beat up anyone who dares to hurt you. Metaphorically, I mean. Like if someone made fun of you, or made you feel bad or uncomfortable. Unlike Deuce he won’t result to violence. He’ll make a total fool of them.

- I have a feeling he’ll get jealous if you flirt with Cater. He’d never admit it to you. Like I could see it.

“Hey, (Y/N), you and I should go to this new café I saw online, they say the ratings are high!” Cater exclaims, showing you the location on his phone. “Oh really?” you asked, peering over his shoulder to get a better look of the screen. “Yeah, you wanna come?” Cater asks again. “Like a date?” You snickered, looking over at Ace who was practically fuming. Cater knew what you were doing and played along. “Yeah, a date.” Cater smirked, hugging you close to him. Ace made a quiet ‘hmph!’ noise, crossing his arms. He paused for a few seconds, before marching right up to you, purposely shoving Cater away from you to sit in-between you. “That sounds great, mind if I tag along?” Ace asked, draping his arm around your shoulders. “Ace, honey, just admit your jealous.” Cater snickered, poking Ace’s side. Ace’s face flushed a bright red “I am not!”. Cater’s smirk only widens “So you don’t mind if I take them on a date?” Cater taunts, smirking at Ace. “I never said that!” Ace retorts, crossing has arms as he shifted his gaze to the floor with a huff. “C’mon it’s not that hard, just admit you like them.”

- Ace probably doesn’t realize his feelings for you until you both start attending school at NRC, when he sees you jokingly flirting with Cater, or spending too much time with someone who isn’t him, and he feels weird jealous—that’s when he realizes “oh you absolute dumb fuck your in love with them.” He feels so stupid for not realizing that he likes you sooner, despite him being a really smart person.

- Ace probably doesn’t like the idea of telling you he has feelings for you though. You’re his childhood friend! It’s like the basic, most often thought romance troupe!

- Poor baby makes it so obvious though, always trying to make you smile, pouting when you flirt too much with Cater, and just in general. You don’t tell him you know though to both save him the embarrassment of being so obvious and so he could build up the courage to tell you himself.

- Which never happens, so if you really want him to know you like him back, you’re gonna have to tell him.

Deuce Spade as your childhood friend would include..

- You would always try to keep him out of trouble, more like keeping him from getting into fights with people, making sure to somewhat keep him in line.

- I get the feeling that Deuce would help you with anything you needed. He’s not as smart as Ace, so he can’t help you with studying, but if Grim broke anything you need anything fixed, you can rely on him to fix it!

- Speaking of Deuce’s studying, I feel like he barely passes his classes, despite studying so hard to get good grades. So you and him have like little study nights in his dorm, where you help him try to not fail every class he and you both just study and prepare for exams or projects so that his mind doesn’t go completely blank, which definitely doesn’t turn into you two talking back and forth the whole time.

- Also, back to the fact the Deuce’s mom is a single mother, so I feel like as kids you would go over to help him help his mom around the house, if that makes sense? His mother loves you, and definitely made a joke of you being her future daughter-in-law.

- I don’t know why I feel like Deuce likes when you depend on him. Cause like, how he would always help his mom out with things so things would be easier for her, I feel like he’d do the same thing for you, cause he likes helping you out. Something about how he would like doing things for you just to help you out, or fixing things that Grim had broken, or helping you clean up around the dorm. This man’s love language just HAS to be acts of service.

- Deuce probably, if he failed another test again, he’d come to you for comfort. Watching him sulk as you hold him in your arms, complaining about how he worked so hard to just to fail yet again. Times like this, he insists on going to you, even if your busy, he’ll just lean his forehead onto the back of your shoulder and grumble something about not studying hard enough, and needing to study harder. Please assure him he did his best and that’s enough!

- I would think that Deuce is more of a comforter than Ace, in the sense that he’ll bluntly tell you what is what and how to fix it (ex. a toxic partner, he’ll just straight up tell you to put them in their place [beat ‘em up] and leave them). But that’s a good thing actually. If you just want him to listen though, that’s cool too! He could totally do that!!

- Anyone who dares to badmouth you, or insult you to your face—with him there, might I add—he won’t hesitate to beat the shit out of them tell them off.

- Adding onto that, Deuce would definitely try to fight them when you’re not around, frustratingly muttering how it wasn’t his fault, and they were practically asking for him to beat them up when they were talking badly about you. You had to beg Crowley to let him off the hook, or else you’d be dealing with a sulky Deuce if he got suspended.

- I get the feeling Deuce is very protective of you, always making sure you’re eating enough, staying hydrated, taking care of yourself. What? He can’t help it, you’re his friend afterall.

- He probably can’t tell when you’re upset, unlike Ace so you have to come to him and tell him.

- He cares a LOT about you, and he’ll make sure to show it. He’s such a sweetheart with you, honestly.

- Despite being extremely straightforward and blunt, I feel like if you tried to hint at your feelings for him, he’d be so oblivious—this dense mf, if you said something like “oh I like this guy with.. dark blue hair and terrible grades” this man will just be like “oh cool haha” he definitely isn’t jealous.

- I don’t think Deuce is a jealous guy I’m lying, I’m lying—he’s defo a jealous guy. AND HE WONT EVEN TRY TO HIDE IT?? Like again, if Cater is flirting with you as a joke, Deuce would be like “Sorry, I need them for the rest of the day, you cannot have them.”

- Cater probably asks him if he likes you, and Deuce would probably just go “no they’ve just been my friend since we were kids, it’s natural for me to feel like this.” is it really?

- But Cater eventually explains and manages to make Deuce realize that YES, he does in fact have feelings for you he’s just really dense.

- Deuce over analyzes this for DAYS, observing everything you do, trying to see if it’s okay to confess to you, he wants to. And he would but he just can’t stand one thing. Rejection. It makes his stomach churn. He would’ve if he actually managed to see the signs..

- Riddle once caught you trying to indirectly tell Deuce you liked him, he called you out on it.

“Aha.. so Deuce. Remember how I was telling you how there was this guy I liked?” you asked in the middle of an unbirthday party. “Yeah? You said he has dark blue hair right? And he has terrible grades?” Deuce confirmed, trying to think of who he knew that was like that. “They’re also incredibly dense.” you sigh. “Why? Have you told them your feelings yet?” Deuce asked, his heart sinking as he thought you might like someone else. “Yeah, I’ve hinted to him about my feelings but he doesn’t seem to catch on.” you grumbled. Deuce chuckled “He sounds stupid—“ “They’re talking about you, dimwit.” Riddle sighed, having enough of your pathetic attempts of trying to let Deuce see that you like him. Deuce then turns to you with a flushed face. “Is this.. true?” he paused, trying to look in your eyes for any signs of a lie. “Maybe..” you admitted, your own face flushed red. “If this “maybe” is a yes, then I like you too.” Deuce gives you a fond smile, making you even more flustered by his bluntness.

- Deuce is honestly a good friend to you, but the story is left for your imagination to continue. :)

(A/N) : My hands are hurting so bad it’s okay though, cause I needed to finish this before going to bed. I didn’t want you to think I refused this request. Which is also another thing, if I don’t respond to it the same day, it’s probably cause I’m a bit busy with things, but I’ll get to it before it can get to a few days of waiting. I hope you liked this! If you need anything changed lmk!

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Act II — Until we meet again.

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Chapter 6 — “Is it really you?”

Summary: After finally finding Mitsuba, all hell breaks loose. Between fighting Hanako though failing miserably and replacing the Hell of Mirrors No. 3 of the Seven Mysteries, but that isn't half of the chaos just waiting to unfold.

Chapter 7 — “Forbidden”

Summary : Days pass from the Hell of Mirrors incident, you can’t stop thinking about it. Hanako is no help, so what better option than to drag Kou with you!

Chapter 8 — “Is it worth selling my soul for you?”

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Chapter 9 — “There has to be another way.”

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Chapter 10 — “Free now, but at what cost?”

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(A/N) : Aaah it's been a while hasn't it? Late start, but here we are! Get ready for Act Il !! The rest of the summaries will be loaded later, chapter's will be released every two weeks on Sunday’s. (Hopefully, anyways) :]

“Come back to me, I’ll wait for you.”

Devastated and exhausted, you were still mourning losing Mitsuba a second time. You refused to get out of bed, and only did when Teru asked you to because your grades were a mess. Kou decided to show you the photos Mitsuba had took before. The incident. You tried spending most of your time with Yokoo and Satou, who didn’t really know why you were upset but still tried to comfort you. After the you did your part of helping them get rid of the hands, you thought you were done with supernaturals for the day. But when Kou dragged you off saying Yashiro had gone missing, and you needed to enter some boundary and he wanted you there. You kind of had to tag along. But unexpectedly, you find someone there.

Warnings: Cursing, reader feeling like shit (‘m sorry about that), comforting from Yokoo and Satou, Kou also sorta feeling like shit, your aunt trying to help you out of bed but still keep you safe, some angst again, etc,.

(A/N) : Last chapter of Act I!! Hope you enjoy it. I’ve been feeling like absolute shit these past few days so writing this to distract myself has made me feel so much better. I’m pretty sure this is proofread but if there’s anything wrong with it lmk!!

Prev. << Next end of Act I

You couldn’t bring yourself to get out of bed, not for anything. Not even after the countless times Yokoo and Satou begged you to come, not after Yashiro came over to try and get you up, not even after your aunt talked to you about it.

You just couldn’t.

You’d spent more nights crying than you could ever count, and kept thinking back to that moment. The squelching noise, that scream. It all haunted you like there was no tomorrow.

Your aunt had to bring you in food, and make sure you actually ate it. She sat with you while you cried about it, and she hugged you through it. She even called in sick from work to stay at home just for a day to comfort you.

“Shhh.. hey it’s okay.” She tried to reassure for the nth time this day.

You didn’t seem to be getting better.

“It’s not okay! There should’ve been something I could’ve done! Something I didn’t do.” You cried into your pillow, eyes red and puffy from all your tears.

She pursed her lips, not knowing what to do to comfort you. Nothing seemed to help. All she could do was make sure you ate and drink a little water. And of course make sure you didn’t do anything stupid, she was still a bit paranoid from what happened.

Out of no where, there was a knock on the door.

“Ah.. I’ll go get it.” She said, giving you one last pitiful glance before heading downstairs.

“Hey is (Y/N) here?” You heard someone say.

“Yeah she’s upstairs in her room.” Your aunt replied.

“Okay thank you.” They answered.

You heard footsteps, and groaned.

“Look Yokoo, I already said I don’t want to get up—“

“It’s not Yokoo.” Teru chuckled.

He walked over to your bed and sat with you.

“You doing okay? You and Kou both seem really out of it.” He asked, moving his hand to rub soothing circles in your back.

“No.” Was all you could answer, knowing how he felt about spirits you knew you probably shouldn’t tell him why.

“Listen, you need to come back to school. Your grades are plummeting so bad right now, and your friends miss you a lot.” Teru explained, making you lightly chuckle.

“Great, thanks so much for adding more stress! I thought it was impossible but somehow you did.” You answered sarcastically with a sigh.

He only playfully rolled his eyes, “Look, if it helps anything—I’ll help you with your missing work.”

“Just please come back to school? We all miss you a lot. And I think both you and Kou could use some support.” He pleaded, his pretty blue eyes sparkled with determination to get you out of bed.

You groaned, falling back onto your bed.

“I don’t know..” you mumbled.

“I won’t try to exorcise Hanako for..” he paused “a few days.”

You snorted, shaking your head with a fond smile.

“Deal.”

He smiled.

“Okay. It’s only 9:20, so you still have time to get to school. Even if it’s late, don’t worry I’ll excuse you.” He assured, “so get ready and I’ll walk you to school.”

You sighed as you got out of bed, and he went to wait downstairs for you.

You got dressed, and went into the bathroom to wash your face and do the rest of your skincare routine so you didn’t look like you’d been crying so much, and after you were satisfied that you didn’t look like a total mess as bad, you walked downstairs to find Teru.

He was sitting on the couch, just scrolling around on his phone. You went to go out on your shoes, and swung your backpack over your shoulder. He turned his phone off and stood up.

“You ready?” He asked.

“Yeah.”

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Teru walked you into the middle school divison, and quickly took you with him to the student council room.

“Hang on, wait one second let me just do something real quick.” He hummed, unlocking his computer and opened what seemed to be an attendance sheet and marked your name off as ‘excused tardy’.

“Okay, ‘m gonna go drop you off at class and tell the teacher that you were late cause of my fault.” He explained, already leading you towards your second period class.

He opened the door for you and allowed you in, and went to go whisper something to the teacher. Yokoo looked at you excitedly, and Satou smiled upon seeing you. You didn’t see Kou in his seat, so you assumed he was out with Hanako and Yashiro.

“What made you feel like getting up out of bed?” Yokoo asked curiously.

“Are you hungry? I have some sweets with me.” Satou asked, digging around in his backpack to look for said sweets.

“Teru dragged me out of bed.” You exaggerated with a sigh, leaning against Yokoo dramatically.

Satou just shook his head with a smile, and Yokoo played along pretending to catch you.

“Well did you sleep good at least?” Yokoo asked.

You paused for a moment.

“..Definitely.”

“Liar.” Satou sighed “Here, have some.” He said, offering you some of his sweets.

You took a few, thanking Satou.

“You seemed pretty down enough to not come to school for a few days.. you hadn’t been that down since Mitsuba—“ Yokoo stopped himself.

“Oh god, I’m so sorry.” He winced apologetically, realizing what he just brought up.

You pursed your lips, but you couldn’t get mad at Yokoo. You knew he and Satou were only worried and meant no harm.

“It’s fine, but can someone catch me up on what we’re learning? I’m a little lost.” You chuckled nervously, trying lighten up the mood—trying to forget about Mitsuba.

“Yeah, no problem!” Yokoo chirped.

Yokoo and Satou explained the lesson for you, letting you copy down their notes so you wouldn’t fall too behind. You groaned as you leaned back in your seat, already hating how much you missed in your absence.

“Where’s Kou by the way?” You asked, sitting back up after a few more moments.

“Oh him? All he said is he’d be busy, I don’t think he’s been in class at all.” Satou hummed.

“You should probably go see him, he didn’t look too good.” Yokoo suggested, kicking his feet lightly.

“I will after class.”

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The bell had long since rung, and kids rushed out to their next class. Yokoo and Satou had said their goodbyes and told you they’d see you at lunch, so you were trying to get your stuff altogether.

“Don’t think of running off with those cockroaches.” Teru sighed as he waited by the door for you.

You jumped a bit, not really expecting him to wait for you after class.

“They aren’t cockroaches..” you mumbled, slinging your backpack over your shoulder and he gave you a look that said ‘are you sure about that?’.

You sighed, “Okay, maybe some are. But they aren’t all.” you tried to explain.

You paused, biting your lip a bit “But I’m not gonna do anything having to do with the supernatural anytime soon, so I won’t run off.”

Teru gave you a satisfied smile.

“Why are you even here? Are you going to make sure I don’t skip off to Hanako and the others or?” You trailed off.

“No,” Teru denied “I was actually here to pick you up.”

“I talked to the teachers and let them know you’d be with me for the rest of the day,” he hummed.

“Working on your missing assignments.”

You groaned as you made your way towards the door, looking at Teru with pleading eyes as if it would convince him to just let you go with the others. He smiled and shook his head fondly, leading you towards the student council room.

“Oh and by the way,” he said opening the door for you “I let Kou know you’re here so I’m sure he’ll stop by soon.”

“Soon like now?” Kou asked as he entered the student council room.

“I thought you’d stop by later but yeah, soon.” Teru confirmed with a hum.

“Can I borrow (Y/N)?” Kou asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“For what?” Teru asked.

“Something.” Was all Kou managed to mutter.

“No, sorry. After she finishes at least half of this work,” Teru emphasized, referring to the small stack of packets and papers that you thought to be your missing assignments “then you can take her for a bit.”

You groaned, flopping down on the seat in front of Teri’s desk.

“So mean.” Kou mumbled with a pout, walking out.

“So,” Teru cleared his throat, dropping a small stack of papers in front of you “let’s get started.”

You pouted with a whine, letting your head fall forward and hitting the desk in frustration.

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The bell had rung a fourth time since you’ve gotten there, and it was now time for lunch.

“Well, your a little bit close to halfway done.” Teru mumbled holding up a pinch of the paperwork, holding it up to examine it.

Kou burst through the door, swinging it open.

“It’s lunch time now, and I’m pretty sure (Y/N)’s hungry.” Kou said, trying to indirectly hint if it was okay to borrow you now.

“Go ahead but be back right after.” Teru instructed, and you just pouted with a nod.

“Great,” Kou mumbled, grabbing hold of your wrist “will definitely—“ he sprinted out with you “not.”

Kou laughed a bit, but when he noticed you didn’t seem to even smile his expression dropped.

He came to a stop, at the staircase leading up to the roof, sitting down on a bench nearby.

“You doing okay?” Kou asked.

“Not really.” You muttered, sitting by him.

“Well I have something to show you.” Kou smiled, bringing something from his backpack’s front pocket.

He took it out gingerly, as if it was the most fragilest of glass and would break with even the slightest wrong look.

They were Mitsuba’s developed pictures.

“I had them printed out as soon as I could..” he whispered, though he didn’t know why if it was just the two of you “I already looked at them last night, but—“ his voice cracked a bit as he chuckled lightly “I thought you might want to see them too.”

He carefully handed the small stack of photos to you, and you—just as carefully—took them.

There were many pictures.

Some were meant to be funny, and others were genuinely beautiful.

Like when Kou got attacked by the mother cat when he tried grabbing one of it’s kitten’s. Or when Mitsuba took that photo of Kou while he was standing on his shoulders.

There were also some like the birds nest, and of some he took while in the school garden. But the one that made you tear up—

Was the one he took of you and Kou.

You grit your teeth in frustration, in anger—thinking back to that moment.

“I’ll make that asshole pay one way or another.” You say through a choked out sob.

Kou looked at you with a solemn face, pursing his lips before placing a comforting hand on your shoulder “And I’ll be there to help you when you do.”

You looked at him, and he looked at you. And for the first time since you both had met, you didn’t laugh at the eye contact. Instead, your eyes welled up with regretful tears, tears of grievance at its finest.

“Oh, there you two are!” Yokoo exclaimed gleefully, practically skipping towards you both as Satou trailed behind him.

“What’re you two weirdo’s doing?” Satou joked, sitting beside you as Yokoo sat on the other side of Kou.

Yokoo shot him a glare after realizing you and Kou were on the verge of tears, and Satou immediately took the hint that now wasn’t the time for that.

“Wanna tell us what’s going on?” Satou finally said after a few moments of silence.

Yokoo pursed his lips when he got no answer from either of you, so he spoke up too.

“Look, whatever you both are going through. You can tell us, you know that right?” Yokoo asked, but continued after still the both of you didn’t answer “Just know we’re here for you. Whatever you guys are going through, we’ll get through it altogether.” he looked over at Satou “Right, Satou?”

“Yeah of course. We’re all friends, and as friends we have to look out for each other.” Satou agreed with a hum.

There was a few more seconds of silence before anyone spoke again.

“You ever know that feeling…” you finally managed to croak out after a while longer “when you thought you finally found something you lost a long while ago, someon—“ you stopped yourself before continuing “something very special to you, and then for someone to just. Snatch it out of your hands?”

Kou lightly chuckled, but it came out sadder than he intended “And when you actually got to see another side of a person you just met, and got to know them better—only for them to disappear the next second?”

Satou and Yokoo exchanged glances, as if they were trying to communicate with each other to see what you guys meant by that. But they found themselves empty minded.

“I don’t necessarily understand,” Yokoo started, already hugging Kou to provide some sort of comfort “but I know whatever it is. It’s really tough for you to be feeling like this.”

“Yeah,” Satou confirmed, hugging you too, connecting with Yokoo to form a group hug “we’re your friends. And as your friends we wanna tell you that you don’t have to go through this alone.”

And just then, you broke down in tears, babbling about how you lost someone so special to you a second time and this time you’ll never get them back. Kou followed soon after, except he just silently cried.

“Shhh.. there, there.” Yokoo whispered “Let it all out.”

The two boys hugged you both as you cried, comforting you in silence.

“God you guys are the best.” You hiccuped with a small chuckle that came out more as a sob.

Satou smiled, and Yokoo just replied “We know.”

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After a while longer, the bell rang again. You, Satou, Kou, and Yokoo had been talking, the two mostly trying to distract you guys from crying—trying to get a smile out of you.

From around the corner, Teru came and you groaned.

“C’mon, it’s time to get back to your missing work.” Teru hummed, leaning against the wall as he waited for you to get up.

You pouted, but got up and said your goodbyes.

“You didn’t actually eat,” Teru began as you started walking back to the student council room “did you?”

And as if on cue, your stomach rumbled, and you flushed out of embarrassment. Teru sighed, turning in a different direction.

“Let’s get you something to eat.. I think I might have a spare lunch in the office.” Teru explained.

And he did, luckily for you. After taking one bite, you almost immediately recognized it as Kou’s cooking—and practically gobbled up the rest of it.

“Woah, slow down your going to end up choking.” Teru laughed.

“But it’s Kou’s cooking!” You pouted, taking another bite “You could never.”

“Okay that was ONE time.” Teru groaned, remembering how he nearly burnt down their kitchen.

“Yeah, that ‘ONE’ time was a near death experience for me.” You sighed dramatically, making Teru smile.

“It’s good to see your somewhat better now.” He hummed.

“What do you mean?” You asked, taking one last bite of the delicious lunch Kou prepared.

“I mean, your not as gloomy right now as you were earlier.” He smiled, ruffling your hair.

You swatted his hands away from your hair, “Must’ve been the magic of Kou’s cooking.”

“Must’ve.” Teru agreed, “Now that I know you won’t be complaining about an empty stomach,” he dropped the rest of your missing assignments in front of you “we can finish this.”

“So mean to me.”

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For the next few days you tried to get over it. But I mean, you couldn’t, really. If you thought losing someone the first time was hard, imagine losing them a second time. Yokoo and Satou tried to help too, they kept you busy, and Yokoo even found out some way to let you in his soccer practice to ‘blow off some steam’ as he put it.

“God, I don’t understand how you’re able to do this for what?” You asked, taking a sip from the water bottle Yokoo had given you, to which he replied “About an hour and a half.”

“I can’t even last ten minutes.” You chuckled lightly.

“But you’re distracted, right?” He asked, gently nudging you with his shoulder.

You smiled, “I am actually.”

He smiled right back, “Then that’s all that matters.”

“Now c’mon, let’s go back to practice—“ Yokoo got up and beckoned you towards him, when Kou came along “Sorry Yokoo but I REALLY need to borrow. (Y/N) for a bit.”

“Okay, see you later then (Y/N).” Yokoo exclaimed as he ran back to the rest of his teammates.

“See ya!” You shouted after him.

“What is it?” You asked, turning around to Kou.

“There’s a bunch of hands, just popping around everywhere.” Kou explained “Hanako suggested we play with them so they’ll go away, so far it’s worked.”

“What is that have to do with me?” You sighed.

Kou gave you a playfully glare, rolling his eyes fondly.

“We could use the extra hands.” He hummed, making you chuckle a bit.

“Don’t you already have a lot?” You joked. “Need more hands to get rid of the extra hands.” You snorted.

“Well will you help?” Kou asked, he paused before adding “I know you’re trying to take a break from anything supernatural right now but we could use the help.”

You thought about it for a second, but gave in when you saw the pleading look in his eyes.

“Fine.” You sighed, making Kou cheer.

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“That should be the last of them!” Hanako exclaimed, jumping around in the air excitedly.

“Whew.” You say, slumping against one of the bathroom stall doors.

Out of no where, a hand appeared from the bathroom mirror, and Yashiro approached it.

“Just one left!” Yashiro informed, looking back at it.

“That actually wore me out..” Hanako whined, making you chuckle “one of those guys hit me.”

You ‘coughed’, “Sounds like a major skill issue.” which earned you a playful glare from Hanako.

“Most of the pictures are all cleaned up too.” Kou confirmed, flipping through the yearbook.

“Wait..” Kou paused “now that I look at it.. you’re wearing a different uniform in this picture.”

“That’s from last year!” Yashiro chirped, looking over Kou’s shoulder to see better “When I was in middle school.”

“Cool!” Kou exclaimed.

“But wow,” he then continued “these are really good pictures.”

“Yeah! We had a kid from the photography club take them,” Yashiro hummed “I’m pretty sure his name should be on the last page.”

You and Kou gave each other a hesitant look, and you walked over to check too. And there it was.

Mitsuba Sousuke.

Out of no where, the hand from the mirror grabbed Yashiro’s wrist, and she hummed “What is it?”

“Have you decided what you want to pl—“ the hand cut her off, a mouth morphed onto its figure.

“Come to this side.”

It began to drag her inside the mirror.

“Yashiro!” Both Hanako and Kou panicked.

“Hanako!” Yashiro managed to yelp out.

Said ghost boy quickly got up “Grab my—“ but it was too late, his fingers just barely skimmed hers as she was sucked into the mirror like some type of portal.

“She’s…” Kou paused.

“gone.” I mumbled, and as if on cue—a droplet of water fell from the sink faucet.

Panicked, Kou got up and shouted “I’m coming Yashiro!” As he tried to force himself through the mirror.

“Kid! Stop it kid! Bad kid!” Hanako yelled, grabbing Kou from under his arms to pull him away from the mirror, making you giggle a bit at the way Hanako was referring to Kou as ‘kid’ “Don’t break the mirror!”

“That’s a boundary..” Hanako began to explain “specifically number 3’s”

“School mystery number three?” Kou asked.

“Yes.” Hanako muttered in agreement.

“I mean there’s a really only one supernatural mirror leading to this place—“ Hanako got interrupted.

“The hell of mirrors, right?” You asked “I don’t know how I know that but I do.”

“Yeah, so it has to be this one.” Hanako informed before sighing “I would like to go with her immediately but..” he paused.

“To put it simply, when you go into number 3’s boundary it attacks you.. with things you don’t want to see. Things you’re afraid of.” He looked at you both before continuing “In other words, the strength of the boundary changes based on who’s inside. If I’m not careful, I could make it stronger just by going I’m there.”

But you and Kou weren’t really paying attention, you were both looking at the yearbook Mitsuba had taken pictures for.

“Hey have you two been listening to me at all?” Hanako whined, grabbing onto your shoulders.

In a panic, Kou shut the book at faced him “You were telling us about how filthy your mind is sir!”

That alone made you burst into laughter as Hanako stared in disbelief, then muttered “Yeah well.. I won’t deny that.”

“We have to figure out what to do and fast.” Kou sighed, you felt bad seeing him look so worried for Yashiro’s safety.

“Yeah.” Hanako mumbled.

“Because number 3’s approach is most likely going to depend on what Yashiro is afraid of.” You mumbled, earning a shocked glance from Hanako which turned into a smirk.

“Hey you’re a quick learner aren’t you?” He teased “You caught on faster than Mr. Exorcist here.”

“I know you said you didn’t want anything to do with the supernatural or ghosts for a while, but I think Mr. Tsuchigomori might know something.” Hanako rambled.

“So can you please help?” They asked.

“Please?” Kou begged “For your favorite exorcist.”

“And your favorite apparition.” Hanako added with a sly grin.

“Who said you two were my favorites?” You asked sarcastically, but still smiled.

“Alright fine, but if he doesn’t know something I won’t be helping out.” You finally gave in.

Hanako and Kou both cheered, jumping around like children anxious to go trick-or-treating on Halloween.

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Yashiro’s yelp seemed to echo aimlessly around the dimly lit room, hands began to sprout from the floor. She winced as she was met with something, something wet.

“Water!” She panicked, scrambling to her feet.

Little scale-like pieces began to emerge on her soft skin as she went on to see where she was at, or more so who’s boundary she was in.

Thump, thump, thump.

Footsteps? She thought, swiftly turning her head in panic that something dangerous might’ve been lingering in the dark.

“Hello?” she called, trying to see what she could in the dark room.

She saw a figure, one she thought was feminine, but upon closer examination she found it was a boy. More so, a middle school boy. His eyes looked a bit sunken, as the hands surrounded him. He tilted his head up, to look at her.

“Who are you?” She asked, tilting her head as well to get a better view of him.

Yashiro had a million questions running through her head, who was this boy? Was he a ghost? What’s he doing here? She was dragged out of her trance when said boy was towering over her.

Now that he was closer, Yashiro realized how he looked and a blush covered her face. His rosy eyes startled silently at her, before speaking up.

“You..” he called.

“Yes?” Yashiro panicked, standing up straight.

The boy looked left, then right, before sighing. His once innocent look was replaced with a taunting smirk.

“..have pretty fat ankles, huh?”

Yashiro froze in place, a bit dumbfounded that someone so adorable would say something so vulgar.

The boy sighed, crossing his arms.

“Aww, I thought someone was finally here to help me, but it’s just some horseradish..”

“I-I’m not a horseradish!” Yashiro retorted defensively with a pout.

“Yeah yeah whatever.” Mitsuba sighed.

Yashiro kept asking questions, and Mitsuba didn’t have any intention to answer much or any of them, so he walked to the door at the end of the corridor and opened it.

He then walked over to Yashiro and grabbed her by the little accessories on her belt. “This way.” He said.

“This is one of the boundary’s of the seven mysteries..” he explained after a while “the hell of mirrors.”

“Or..” he paused, stopping in his tracks to look at Yashiro with an unsure look “I guess that’s it’s name.”

“But that’s all I know.”

Yashiro looked around in amazement, everywhere she turned there were mirrors of different shapes, sizes, colors, and designs. But there was one thing they all had in common.

They all had an eerie feeling to it, it sent shivers down Yashiro’s spine.

“There’re mirrors.. everywhere.” She mumbled in awe.

“Yeah, I can see that Ms. Obvious.” Mitsuba sighed, playfully rolling his eyes.

But Yashiro wasn’t paying enough attention to care, she was too busy thinking.

“I’m Mitsuba.”

Yashiro made a small ‘huh?’ noise before turning to look at him.

“I’m stuck here and I have no idea to get out of this mess.” He complained, slumping down against the railings.

“Mitsuba? You’re..” she paused, eyeing him curiously “from the middle school division, right?”

“Are you a ghost? And..” she paused to look at him “have we met somewhere?”

“I..” he paused, swallowing the lump in his throat “don’t know.”

“Who cares? None of that matters now anyways.” He sighed, his rosy eyes flinched a bit, as if maybe trying to hold back tears.

“I guess we’ll have to get out of this place first! But..” she paused “why did you bring me here?”

Mitsuba didn’t say anything for a moment or two, clearing his throat and pointing at the hands still sprouting from the floor.

“Well I wanted someone who could help me,” he explained “so I asked them to find someone for me.”

The hands excitedly exclaimed a small “yeah!” popping around enthusiastically.

“Are they friends of yours, Mitsuba?” Yashiro asked sweetly, bending down to shake their hands.

Mitsuba scoffed with an offended expression.

“Are you suggesting I’m friends with my right hand??” He shouted “Would you please not be so vulgar!”

“I didn’t say they were right hands..” Yashiro mumbled, looking over at a few left hands.

“Besides..” Mitsuba sighed “the only friend I can remember, is..”

He looked at Yashiro and then away.

“Wait why am I telling you this?” Mitsuba scoffed.

“Who is it?” Yashiro asked.

“What do you mean?” Mitsuba replied, tilting his head a bit to show his confusion.

“Your friend,” she insisted “the one you could remember?”

“It’s..” he looked hesitant to tell her, but then thought she might know where to find her, so she gave in.

“Her name’s (Y/N)..” he whispered, Yashiro just managed to hear.

“(Y/N)?” Yashiro repeated.

“Yeah.. it’s kind of a weird story. I don’t know why she’s the only one I remember. I just remember waking up, no memory of anything or anyone.”

“Just her.”

Yashiro gave him a pitiful look, and put a hand on his shoulder.

“Well,” she began “first let’s get out of here. And then, I think I might have an idea of where she might be.” she said with a smile.

“Really?” He asked excitedly, shooting up from his slouching position.

“Of course.” Yashiro confirmed.

“Well then..” he mumbled, looking up at Yashiro, leaning his head down on his arms and batting his pretty eyelashes at her “will you help me out of here?”

Yashiro felt a pang in her heart, to her, Mitsuba looked like an innocent puppy. And when he saw that look of awe in her eyes, he knew his charm worked.

“I can’t make any promises,” she cleared her throat “but this isn’t my first time in a place like this. So I’m sure we can find our way out somehow.”

“God..” he smiled softly “thank you, Yashiro.”

Yashiro put her hand over her chest, her eyes tearing up dramatically as she gushed over him.

“What is it?” Mitsuba asked innocently.

“O-Oh..” Yashiro stuttered “it’s nothing!”

She turned her head away with a smile, and each time she wasn’t looking, Mitsuba made a face to mock her.

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They continued to walk aimlessly around the boundary, looking at all the mirrors as they passed by.

“Mitsuba,” Yashiro spoke up after a while, uncomfortable with the silence “this is your first time in a boundary, right?” she then gave him a proud smile “Not to brag or anything, but this is my fourth time in one!”

“It is my first time..” Mitsuba admited “but—“

“Then as your upper-classman, or- err.. woman? I’ll teach you all about boundaries!” She exclaimed excitedly, grabbing his sleeve-covered hand with her own.

———

After a while of Yashiro explaining the basic understanding of a boundary as they further explored the place, Mitsuba nodded and ‘okay’ed’ everything she said.

“Woah.” He mumbled in astonishment at the new information he was given.

Before Yashiro could make a proud remark, he snickered “You seem to know an awful lot about this for a living person.”

“Scary..” he said, backing away in ‘fear’ playfully.

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The three of you made your way to the library where Mr. Tsuchigomori usually would be. Not giving him a chance to ask why you all are there, you begin to all try to explain at once.

“Wait, back up a few steps. One at a time.” He sighs, almost like a father telling his children to wait their turn to talk.

Before either you or Hanako get the chance to speak first, Kou beats you both to it—and explains the whole situation.

“Why are you even bothering me with this..?” Mr. Tsuchigomori groaned, rubbing his forehead as if it will soothe the annoying headache the three of you were to him.

“Because!” Hanako wailed “It’s been two hours since they took Yashiro! And I can’t get into number 3’s boundary!”

“Yeah!” You sighed with a pout, very much worried for your friend.

“The kids and I even tried begging on our hands and knees for number 3 to let us in! But it didn’t work!” Hanako cried, dramatically flapping his arms all over the place.

You smacked the back of his head “Stop that, we didn’t even go that far.” you groaned.

“But still! We would’ve if it meant number 3 would let us in!” Hanako wailed yet again, clinging to your sleeve.

“Please spider-face!” Kou finally exclaimed after seeing a moment from where he could talk.

The sudden name made you snort, clasping a hand over your mouth to stop yourself from bursting into laughter. Kou smiled, seeing as this had been the first time you’d smiled since the incident with Mistuba.

“It’s Mr...” Hanako corrected.

“Whatever! Mr. Spider Face!” Kou yet again exclaimed, clasping his hands together as if to beg, making you finally let your strained laughter flow from your lips.

“Yes! Please help us Mr. Spider Face!” You snickered, doing the same gesture as Kou, you both were now laughing maniacally at this point.

“You little..” Mr. Tsuchigomori sighed, you swore you saw his eyebrow twitching.

“I can’t let Yashiro get hurt..” Hanako spoke up, after having going silent for a while.

You and Kou both turned to him, confused by the sincerity in his voice. The Hanako you knew to be flirtatious and a pervert and sometimes even a jerk, being serious for once? It was a sight to see for sure.

“Tell me Mr. Tsuchigomori..” he uttered, finally looking up after staring at the seemingly more interesting floor for so long “won’t you help us?”

Even the disguised supernatural looked shocked to see the ghost so genuine, so with a sigh, he got up.

“Well, I do have an idea.” He hummed, walking over to a specific bookshelf.

He moved a couple of books to reveal Yako snoozing on the bookshelf. Effortlessly, he grabbed her, and tossed her over to Hanako—who luckily caught her. You, Kou, and Hanako looked down at the Nogitsune in Hanako’s arms.

“Number 2?” Hanako asked “Why?”

“Hear me out.” Mr. Tsuchigomori sighed, sitting back down at his desk “The seven mysteries boundaries each serve to oversee a certain aspect of the school.”

“My ‘book stacks’ manage records, the clock keepers manage ‘time’, and number 2 manages ‘space.” He explained “If you go through her boundary you can get pretty much anywhere in the school.”

“That includes number 3’s boundary?” You asked, looking down at Yako.

“Pretty much.” Mr. Tsuchigomori sighed.

“But I thought Yashiro busted up her boundary?” Kou asked.

“Oh Kou.. poor, sweet, dumb little Kou.” You snickered, making said boy glare at you, more like aggressively side-eyeing you.

Mr. Tsuchigomori shook his head with a fond smile, before continuing “Oh that.. all she really did was take her right to manage it. The boundary itself is still existing. But with its overseer gone.. it’s probably a mess.”

“Isn’t that right echinococcus?” He snickered, making the latter snap up with a growl.

“Shut up emo spider!” Yako retorted, making you snicker.

“Emo spider..” you snorted in an almost whisper.

“And why should I even help you! I could care less what happens to your assistant!” Yako crossed her arms, turning her head with a ‘hmph!’.

“Beecause we’re your favorites?” You asked hopefully, but she didn’t seem to budge.

“Kitsune udon.” Hanako spoke, holding up his butcher knife as if to threaten her.

“Huh?” Yako gasped offendedly “I- It’s not even my problem!”

“Udon.”

“Fine..” Yako finally huffed, knowing Hanako wouldn’t go through with it—but still wanted to help him out.

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“Let’s see…” Yako hummed, walking towards the bottom of the stairs.

“This is it right?” Kou asked.

“You’re kidding right?” You asked in disbelief, giving Kou a ‘are you stupid?’ look.

“Hey I was just making sure!” Kou whined, elbowing you in the side, which resulted in you two giggling and playfully shoving each other.

“Here we go!” Yako sung, breaking your guys’s laughter “One,” one at a time you were taking steps up the stairs “two,” and another “three..”

“Four.”

The Misaki Stairs were nothing new to you, you had come here with the trio before in search for Yashiro’s friend, Aoi. And hearing that it had been all out of whack since Yashiro destroyed it’s yoshiro, you weren’t surprised to look out into the distance and for the large empty void to be staring right back at you.

Though it was filled with pretty flowers to the brim, and sunny skies something still felt off. Like something was out of place.

“It’s..” Hanako marveled, staring out in disbelief.

“Woah!” Kou grinned, looking around like a child trying to pick which ride to go on first at an amusement park “It’s so pretty now!”

“Yeah..” you murmured, not being able to shake off the eerie feeling it gave you, but seeing as the other two seemed at ease—you tried your best to forget about it.

“I’ll show you to number 3’s boundary,” Yako hummed, now in human form “just keep up.”

The “click-clack” and “tut-tut” of your shoes against the stairs as you climbed was the only thing to fill the silence. You looked down from the stairs, only to be met with a void. It was empty. So empty it made you shiver, so you moved your focus elsewhere. Perhaps towards the flowers at the bottom of the stairs…

“Hey fox lady?” Kou finally spoke up, breaking the  deafening silence.

“What do you want stupid brat?” Yako spat, not turning back to even glance at him as he spoke.

“You know how before your rumor changed and you went totally crazy?” Kou asked, making you widen your eyes at the insensitive comment and elbow his side, making him glare at you as he winced “and you attacked me and the other students.”

“You like bringing up unpleasant memories, don’t you?” Yako scoffed, but you didn’t miss the way she winced at the mention of the things she had done before “What’s your point?”

“Oh it’s just.. I was wondering what that felt like.” Kou mumbled, now feeling unsure if it was okay to ask, though he felt the need to.

“What? Why would you wanna know that?! Talk about poor taste!” Yako yapped, turning to glare at Kou “I knew Misaki was the only human worth answering! The rest are lower than insects!”

Feeling a bit of pity, and knowing how curious he must have been cause you were too you placed a gentle hand on Kou’s shoulder and spoke. “Hey, give him a break. I understand what he said might have been a tad insensitive but..” you paused, looking down at the ground “recently, we had a friend of ours go a bit berserk after his rumor changed. And we- I mean Kou’s just curious if when your rumor changed, was it still you?”

“They’re kinda like you, huh number 2?” Hanako chuckled, but Yako kept her back to you three.

“Well..” Yako finally murmured as you all continued up the steps “it didn’t feel good, at least when I look back at it now. But..” she paused, and she looked unsure if she should continue, but when she looked at you two who were listening so intently, she couldn’t help but continue “It was definitely me. It was just a side of me that I kept bottled up, and it was forced out of me. That’s all.”

“Okay..” Kou mumbled, clearly unsure. You didn’t miss how his eyes shifted back down to the yearbook in his hands, and you patted his shoulder, as if to tell him I know how you feel.

“So if you tried to say something to your friend, even if he didn’t understand it, it still probably reached him.” That alone gave Kou hope, maybe. Just maybe, that last encounter with Mitsuba, he was able to talk to him.

“It doesn’t matter how warped he is.” Yako continued, seeing how he seemed a bit confused “or even if he changed form or shape.”

“That boy.. is still that boy.”

Just as you were about to ask a question of your own, Yako and Hanako—who were walking in front of you, stopped walking. “We’re here.” Yako announced.

“I assume our chat is over?” She hummed in more of a question, but then added “We’ve arrived, number 3’s boundary is straight through here.”

“Is that a mirror?” Kou asked, poking the frame.

“I don’t know.. looks kind of eerie to me. Hanako mumbled, floating above it as he exclaimed it closely.

“Yeah.. I mean..” you murmured, running your finger along the glass when you felt a force pulling you in.

You let out a surprised yelp as you were engulfed by the mirror’s glass, leaving the three in disbelief.

“Just so you know.. I’m not going further than here.”

You landed in some unknown place with a “oomph”, the place was filled with mirrors. You heard a loud yelp in what you could have only recognized as Yashiro’s voice.

“Oh right, your supposed to be nice to girls.”

You turned with teary eyes from the bright light that filled the room to find the voice, and you felt yourself freeze when you realized it was Tsukasa.

The ghost, no. The vicious supernatural who tore Mitsuba from you.

You watched as Yashiro fell to ground in deep slumber, she looked awfully peaceful given the circumstances and situation they were in. When Tsukasa got up, your eyes wandered to where Mitsuba was at.

“Now, time for you to eat up Mitsu!” Tsukasa chirped, his voice was sickeningly sweet but it made shivers run down your spine, as he held what looked like to be a heart in his hands.

“No, NO! PLEASE, NO!” Mitsuba cried, trying to back away from the entity.

Mitsuba’s eyes widened in shock when he noticed you were there, and you didn’t miss that hopeful glint in his eyes when you made eye contact, hopeful that you would save him.

“(Y/N)!” He cried, trying to get Tsukasa’s bloodied hands off of him, tears streaming down his soft skin “PLEASE, HELP ME!”

You don’t know what came over you, but you found yourself rushing over in attempt to strangle Tsukasa, but he threw you off of him effortlessly.

“Get—“ you coughed “GET AWAY FROM HIM!”

Tsukasa looked unfazed, his expression void of any emotion but it still made you shake with fear, not of what he would do to you, but of what he would do to Mitsuba.

“Now, eat up.” Tsukasa mumbled, his voice was low, and sounded inhumane. Distorted and horrifying. You wanted to get up, fight Tsukasa, and save Mitsuba. But this was no fairytale, so with a pounding headache—you watched as Tsukasa forcefully fed Mitsuba what you thought to be number 3’s heart, due to the entity that laid lifeless beside them with teary eyes.

You began to cry, feeling helpless. Tsukasa got up, walking towards you. You saw as Mitsuba looked distorted too, but he was still Mitsuba nonetheless.

“No-NO! PLEASE DON’T HURT HER! I’LL DO WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST PLEASE—“

A loud “WHAM” shook the room and two boys you could only recognize as Hanako and Kou came crashing down screaming like little girls. Kou was the first to get up, his eyes wandered to your shaking form, but you weren’t crying out of fear of Tsukasa—who he saw standing in-front of you—but when he followed your eyes to where they wandered, he realized why.

“..Mitsuba..?”

(A/N) : Oml, Act I is finished!! My hands are cramping from all the typing and I lost lots of sleep but that’s fine! But busy with French lessons but I still had time for this. This will be proofread and (hopefully) posted as well as the other chapters in Act I, tomorrow evening. Have a good day/evening/afternoon/night, and stay hydrated!! Eat smth too if you haven’t!

“When light meets blue.”

Starting your last year of Kamome Academy’s Middle School Divison (KAMSD), not really surprised that you can still seen these spirits roaming the halls not interested either, until rumor spread of this ghost that asks if you remember them. You can’t help but get curious. Luckily for you, Kou unintentionally comes to the rescue. Excited, he drags the dead photographer to you, and you meet. You were happy to have finally found the spirit, but surprised and shocked was all that fogged your mind when you realized it was Mitsuba.

(A/N) : We’ll call your aunt Autumn, just cause. Oh, and I proofread it.

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You struggled to get yourself out of bed, feeling something heavy on your chest. You knew what it was, ever since Mitsuba‘a death you always felt it weigh you down, preventing you from healing and moving on.

Not that you wanted to anyways, you were afraid if you were to move on, you would forget all about him.

Still, you needed to get up for school. It was your first last day of middle school, so really nothing more out of the ordinary could go wrong than the usual.

You got up, after a few more minutes of laying stiff. Getting up and dressing up for school. You made your way to the kitchen, in no particular rush. Feet dragging across the wooden floor.

“Oh good morning.” Your aunt, Autumn spoke turning around to glance at you before turning back to face the stove.

“I’m making some pancakes, so just sit there and they’ll be ready in a moment.” She added, flicking her wrist and flipping the pancake on it’s uncooked side.

You hummed, as if to say ‘okay’ but then quickly rushing out for your shoes. You sped back into the kitchen and sat down on a chair near the kitchen island. Slipping on your shoes and tying them, you sat down patiently waiting for your aunt to finish fixing up breakfast. It wouldn’t hurt to check my phone real quick, you thought, grabbing it out and unlocking it.

You noticed you had a few messages from Kou, and opened them to see what he had to say while your were sleeping.

—

Kou

Did you fall asleep already?

Make sure you wake up early for school, I don’t wanna be alone for the first day.

Hello?

10:37 p.m.

—

You snorted, rolling your eyes.

—

(Y/N)

Don’t stress it, but maybe I should stay home. — 6:34 a.m.

Kou

Your so mean to me ☹️ — 6:34 a.m.

(Y/N)

I’m kidding, I’m just gonna eat and I’ll be on my way. — 6:35 a.m.

Kou

You better, that’s what you said when we went to that cafe with Teru. — 6:35 a.m.

(Y/N)

You didn’t wait that longg — 6:35 a.m.

Kou

You made us wait 20 minutes cause you kept seeing this old lady in your room. — 6:35 a.m.

(Y/N)

To be fair I had a reason, I was creeped out. — 6:36 a.m.

Kou

I guess so, but shouldn’t you be used to it already? —6:36 a.m.

(Y/N)

She was chanting in some foreign language 😨 — 6:36 a.m.

—

“(Y/N),” your aunt called “breakfast’s ready.” she followed up, sliding you a plate with a few neatly stacked pancakes.

“Thanks.” You responded, getting up the grab some syrup and a glass of milk.

You quickly ate your food, checking your phone again.

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Kou

Suree 😟 — 6:36 a.m.

(Y/N)

Shut up I know where you live — 6:41 a.m.

Kou

And I’m under your bed <3 — 6:41 a.m.

(Y/N)

HWAT — 6:41 a.m.

WHAT. — 6:42 a.m.

Kou

I’m kidding, I’m outside your door hurry up. — 6:42 a.m.

—

“Heading out already?” Your aunt asked, slipping her shoes on and grabbing her purse.

“About to.” You replied, putting your plate in the sink.

“Thanks for the breakfast mo- oba. It was good.” You quickly corrected yourself.

“It’s okay, you can call me mom I don’t really mind. Have a good day at school (N/N).” She smiled opening the door and she paused.

“Oh! (Y/N), your friend is here so you might want to hurry up. You can wait inside sweetie.” She said, inviting Kou inside.

“Thank you.” He said with a smile as he entered, seating himself on the couch.

“Give me a second I just need to grab my backpack.” You shouted as you ran up the stairs.

As you rushed upstairs you heard a faint voice, but not faint enough for you to not recognize.

“(Y/N).” It echoed, making you stop in your tracks.

You knew that voice from anywhere, and quickly turned around.

Nothing.

You were met with an empty corridor, nothing was there. You sighed, going up the rest of the stairs to grab your backpack. Once you did, you ran downstairs and stopped in front of Kou.

“Ready?” He asked.

“Ready.”

There were kids crowding the entrance, students from all grades scattered throughout the perimeter.

“So many people..” you mumbled, feeling a bit uneasy.

“First day jitters?” Teru asked coming from behind you both.

“Probably.” You replied.

“We’ll do just fine, don’t worry (Y/N)!” Kou assured, putting a hand on your shoulder.

“Just make sure not to embarrass yourself too much Kou.” Teru teased, making you snort.

Kou groaned, mumbling something along the lines of “you guys are so mean to me I swear”.

Just then the bell rung, making the what looked like mountains of students flood into the different schools.

“Well, I have to head over for student council, but stay out of trouble you two.” Teru said, ruffling Kou’s hair and patting your back as he walked off.

“C’mon we should be heading in too.” Kou suggested.

“Yeah probably, let’s go.” You agreed, following Kou into the doors of the middle school.

“Hey Kou! (Y/N).” Yokoo called out, running after you both.

“Oh hey.” Kou spoke, turning around.

“Did you guys grab your schedule’s yet? What’re your classes?” Yokoo asked, walking with you two.

“We were just going to, come with us.” You suggested.

“Oh, okay!” He agreed, tagging along with you two.

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“Oh sweet, (Y/N) you and I have the same first period!” Kou cheered.

You let out a celebratory cheer knowing you wouldn’t be alone for your first class.

“Woah really what class is it?” Yokoo asked, peaking over Kou’s shoulder to look at your schedule’s hopeful that he would be with you two.

“Awh man.. I have science first.” He sighed in defeat.

“It’s okay! Cause look we have gym together afterwards.” You tried to reassure him.

“Well at least that’s good—“ Yokoo added, but the bell rung a second time as he finished.

“We should really get going now.” Kou insisted, turning around and rushing towards class.

“Kou Minamoto, wait for me you jerk!” You complained running after him.

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“Welcome to your last—“ the teacher was cut off by your entrance.

“Oh, have a seat wherever there’s a free spot.” She ordered, “As I was saying, welcome to your last year of middle school.” you and Kou quickly rushed to a desk in the back and sat with each other.

“We made it.” He whispered to you with a smile.

“Woo!” You silently cheered with a chuckle.

“Right after this we’ll be going to the gym for an assembly, they’ll tell you a few things then we’ll come back here and we’ll do a few ice breakers to get to know each other better.” The teacher explained.

The rest of the school day went by fast, but you weren’t complaining. You groaned as you stretched your arms above your head. “Long day?” A voice asked.

But when you turned around no one was there. Of course, you weren’t really scared. Just curious.

“Helloo?” It spoke again.

You kept looking around till you looked up.

“Hey.” It greeted with a smile.

“Hi-“ you squeaked in surprise.

“Hey (Y/N), thanks for waiting—“ Kou paused when he saw it.

A ghost was floating right over you. He had choppy dark brown hair, and amber eyes. There were two orb-like objects floating along side him—one red, one blue.

Kou gripped his spirit staff tightly, looking for the perfect moment to strike.

“Got ya!” Kou swung, hoping to hit the ghost with it.

But he missed.

“Missed! Your too slow.” The ghost teased, before running off.

“Why you little—!” Kou sighed in defeat.

He looked over at you and you offered a nervous chuckle.

“Well, we should start walking home then.” He said after clearing his throat, ignoring the whispers and stares that were now on and about him.

“Yeah..” you agree “let’s go.”

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The walk home wasn’t silent, you two ranting about the teachers who were nice and those who were absolute assholes. You told Kou how you would see spirits in the halls, and he groaned about how you should have called him immediately. You guys finally ended it as you two stopped in front of the road separating your houses.

“See you then. Tell Tiara I say hi!” You call as you walk across the street.

“I will!” He shouted back as he rushed inside.

You felt the wind ruffle your hair, feeling someone else’s presence. But you knew your aunt wasn’t home for at least another hour.

“Hello?” You called, turning around with a hand on the door knob.

No response.

You just shook your head “it’s probably nothing” you thought, opening the door and closing it shut behind you.

Slipping off your shoes at the door, you rushed up to your room to rest, being absolutely exhausted from the long first day of school.

—

“(Y/N)...” you heard a voice whisper, but you fell asleep before you could check what it was.

“(Y/N), wake up!” It echoed.

“Why can’t you hear me?” The voice trembled.

Your eyes shot open, as you were in some place you couldn’t remember falling asleep in. So there was only one clear answer.

You were dreaming.

And you knew where you were, more importantly. You knew when this was.

The day you were supposed to help him make his mother curry for her birthday.

He planned to wish his mother a happy birthday by cooking curry for her, which you knew she would love.

But in the midst of running to buy the missing potatoes in winter, he died in an accident on the road while on the way for potatoes and it would become the last day that you, and more importantly, the last time his mother would ever see him.

You could barely make out the blurred out face of Mitsuba, mumbling something inaudible to your ears. The silence was so deafening, you tried talking to them, but it was as if you were invisible.

And you knew you were.

You were just so desperate to talk to him again. At least one more time. All of a sudden the silence was broken, and there were screams.

Except, these weren’t screams of joy or any type of excitement.

They were of pure horror. Agony.

You were petrified as you saw the scene in front of you.

There was Mitsuba, laying lifeless on the cool pavement.

You choked out a sob as it all settled into your head. You shook your head in shock, you’ve had nightmares before, but never like this. Never vividly showing these scenes, especially of those you knew.

You felt sick, fighting the urge to empty your stomach at the view.

And that’s when you woke up.

Crying and sweating, you sobbed.

The lights turned on, revealing your worried aunt Autumn.

“Oh god, (Y/N)! Are you okay?” She said, rushing over to hug you.

You sobbed in her arms. You explained to her your nightmare, the gruesome scene, the horrifying screams. She looked so upset that she couldn’t do anything to help but just listen.

“Shhh.. it’s okay honey. I know it hurts. Well, actually I don’t know. But it must be rough losing someone you were close too. But you should know he’s in a better place now right?” She assured.

“But what if he isn’t? What if he’s out there, confused and scared. Unable to cross over?” You wailed, hiccuping as you did.

“But,” your aunt said “what if he’s perfectly fine. And in a better place?” she tried to sympathize, knowing you were hurt.

“I don’t know.” You croaked, your throat hurt from sobbing, and you eyes hurt from all the crying.

“Here, tell you what.” She said, getting up.

“I’m going to go get you some water, and I’ll come back and I can talk to you until you fall asleep. You can tell me about your day at school? How about that?” She suggested, stopping at the door waiting for your response.

“Okay.” You hiccuped, wiping away the remaining tears.

She gave you a quick smile, before rushing downstairs to grab a glass of water.

And true to her word, she returned with said glass of water, sitting beside you on your bed. She stayed with you until you felt comfortable enough to go back to bed.

“Thank you, mom.” You smiled gratefully.

Shocked, and honored, she smiled warmly that you would consider her your mother.

“Good night sweetie.” She said, switching the lights off and heading to bed herself.

The next couple of weeks were strange. You kept hearing these voices, usually that wasn’t something out of the ordinary, but this time something was different. They sounded like him.

You sighed, leaning your chin on the palm of your hand. You buried yourself in your thoughts, thinking about what it meant. But you couldn’t come up with a logical reason.

It wasn’t until you heard the start of a new rumor that you were forced out of your thoughts. You always listened to them, just to tell Kou about them since you knew he liked to investigate them.

“Have you heard?”

A bunch of ‘no’s’ and hushed giggled responded as people crowded around to listen to the latest rumor.

“I’ve heard from my sister who’s friend with Aoi that the entrance to the middle school is haunted!” The girl gushed.

“They said there’s ghost that haunts the middle school lockers, grabbing people as they change their shoes and asking them "Do you remember me?".” She explained in a hushed voice, earning a few silent giggles.

“Do you remember me?” You pondered.

You thought it sounded a bit stupid, but nonetheless you were curious.

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You continued on with your day going off to tell Kou immediately as the bell for lunch rang.

“Kou!” You called, making said blonde boy stop in his tracks and turn around.

“There’s a new rumor, did you hear about it already?” You asked.

“Maybe, what’s this one about?” He asked as he walked with you to eat in the cafeteria.

“Supposedly there’s this ghost haunting the middle school entrance. All I heard is that when you’re going to change your shoes it asks you ‘do you remember me?’.” You explained.

“Supposedly?” He asked, sitting down with you at the nearest table.

“Did you see it yet or?” He added on another question as he took out his lunch, thinking it’d be a good idea to start eating while they waited for Yokoo and Satou.

“No, not yet. I kind of want to though.” You confess.

He raised an eyebrow, taking a bite from his lunch.

“Since when were you curious about a rumor?” He asked as he chewed.

“I..” you stopped yourself.

Truth was, you didn’t even know why.

“..don’t know.” You muttered, a confused look etched on your features.

“If you want we can investigate it together?” Kou suggested, taking another bite.

“I would, but I promised Satou I would sign up for some cooking class with him.” You whined.

“Oh alright.” Kou said.

He paused.

“Want me to keep you updated?” He offered.

“Would you?” You asked hopefully.

He knew he couldn’t say no when he saw that ambitious glint in your eyes.

“Sure.” He smiled.

“You’re a god send Kou!” You exclaimed excitedly as you hugged him.

Soon after, Satou and Yokoo arrived, and you all talked about whatever it was that was on your minds.

The bell rung shortly after you all had finished eating your lunches, and wished each other all your good byes as you separated to go to your next class.

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Kou walked off with Satou and Yokoo after gym, heading to the entrance to change shoes.

“So hey, did you hear?” Yokoo asked, a bright smile on his kind features.

Before Kou could reply, he continued.

“They say the entrance the middle school is haunted! When you’re changing shoes, the ghost will grab your arm and then it’ll say, ‘Hey’” Yokoo explained but something seemed off.

Something echoed. And suddenly Yokoo felt chills.

He quickly turned around to face Satou.

“Woah, cut it out Satou!” He yelped a bit startled.

“What? But I didn’t do anything.” Satou mumbled a bit confused.

Yokoo let out a confused ‘huh?’ before asking “Then—“ he never got finish his sentence, a cold, ghostly hand grabbed hold of Kou’s wrist.

“Did you forget about me?” It whispered, making Yokoo and Satou both shout in terror.

They ran off in fear, leaving Kou with the supernatural being. Kou smirked, grabbing the ghost’s arm.

“You’re haunting the wrong guy!” And with that, he threw whatever ghost it was.

It hit the wall with a loud thud. He walked up to it, slamming his foot against the wall right beside it.

“So the rumors about you were true, damn evil spirit.” Kou spat.

“I’m gonna capture you and— um—“ he paused as the ghost was more visible.

His eyes went wide when he saw a boy in uniform, pink hair and pink eyes with a green hue in it.

He didn’t know what to do, so he did what anyone not Teru would do.

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“Hey kid,” Hanako greeted, looking over at Kou.

“What ya got there?” He asked curiously.

“He’s an evil spirit who was causing trouble at the school entrance, and I caught him!” Kou exclaimed triumphantly.

Hanako hummed.

“And your going to exorcise him.. now?” He asked, making the poor ghost shake his head frantically in fear.

He would’ve yelled if he could, but his mouth was tapped shut.

“Uh..” Kou muttered, rubbing his neck a bit.

“I stopped doing that kinda thing.” Kou explained.

He perked up again with a smile.

“So!” He began “I was wondering.. there’s gotta be some other way we can deal with the problem right?”

The ghost sighed in relief, but it was short lived when Hanako stared intensely at the spirit.

He pursed his lips before standing up again.

“Well he’s probably here cause he has some unfinished business right?” Hanako asked.

“So maybe you just need to finish that for him?” He suggested.

The ghost turned pale, even more if possible.

“Of course!” Kou exclaimed.

“Now that we know that, this should be easy!” Kou cheered excitedly.

“Let’s go evil spirit! We’re going to go take care of your unfinished business!” Kou beamed.

He ran out, dragging it along.

He stopped for a moment.

“That’s right I told (Y/N) I’d update her. She’d probably want to come too!” He exclaimed.

Kou looked down at the panicked ghost and smiled.

“We have to make a quick stop first!” He explained, rushing off with him which earned a few stares from others.

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“Okay, wait here.” Kou ordered, as he ran out to go look for you.

He finally find you at your locker, and dragged you away without a word.

You yelped in shock, “What’s this about?”

“Found it! Hanako said we should help it so I thought you’d want to join.” He said smiling at you.

You grabbed your phone real quick, noticing it’s after school hours.

“Wait! Let me just text my aunt real quick that I’m staying with you for a bit.” You say, stopping him.

Kou was basically jumping up and down with excitement as he waited for you to text her.

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(Y/N)

Hey mom I’m gonna stay with Kou after school for a bit, he found this spirit that I asked him to find out more about. I’ll be home later! — 3:31 p.m.

Mom [aunt]

Okay but be safe, don’t be later than 7 alright? — 3:31 p.m.

(Y/N)

Okay! — 3:31 p.m.

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“Alright let’s go!” You cheered, quickly turning off your phone and practically running down the halls with him.

“Wait, let me just go put my things in my locker. I don’t want to be running around with it.” You said, he nodded and went to go walk to where he left him, knowing you’d catch up.

“Okay! Tell me about this unfinished business of yours! We’ll solve it in a flash! And you can go happily get the hell outta here and go to the next life!” Kou cheered.

He bent down to remove the tape from the ghost’s mouth and he winced. He looked curious when the ghost didn’t talk, and was about to speak again when he did.

“Shut it you hella lame traffic safety earring boy.” The ghost spat, looking at Kou so intensely, that if Kou wasn’t standing he’d feel small.

To say Kou was shocked was an understatement, he didn’t think that the boy in front of him would say something so vulgar. I mean he looked so innocent and weak sweet.

“What do you mean traffic safety?” Kou mumbled.

“Your brain’s already been in an accident, spun around a million times and died.” Kou spat back.

“That stupid earring!” The ghost boy scoffed.

“Taking advantage of my delicate frame to have your way with me!” The ghost wailed dramatically.

“I know what you’re up to! You’re gonna rough me up, all because I’m such an adorable little ghost guy!”He continued.

“What? No I’m not!” Kou retorted.

“Like in those dirty videos! Like in those dirty videos!”

You were on your way back, but hesitated to continue.

That voice, it couldn’t be.

Could it?

Taking a few shaky steps forward, your breath hitched.

It really was him.

“Oh there you are (Y/N), I—“ Kou paused.

“Are you okay?” He asked worriedly.

You had started crying.

“Mitsuba?”

(A/N) : Lmao I’m tired. But I didn’t want to stop until I finished a few chapters knowing I procrastinate a whole lot so I tried to write as much as I could before my motivation died down. Also I’m not sure if that’s how Mitsuba actually died, it’s just what I’ve read cause I don’t know much of his character aside from his girly look and overconfident cocky personality. But from what I read, that’s supposedly it? If I’m wrong please correct me. Hope you liked it. :)

Something about you..

Mitsuba x fem! reader

I originally thought for this to be some sort of short story that I could have in a one-shot, but then I realized I had too much for this so I decided on making this a short-novel instead. There is a playlist for this story, but if you want to listen to the separate ones, I made a few. They will be released as the chapters are published, and once I’m finished with the entire book you will be able to listen to the entire playlist altogether for the book.

Summary: You’ve been able to see ghost, spirits, and supernatural being since you were young. It all started when your father performed rituals on you with a cult, your mom knew of this, but never showed any signs of putting an end to it. Your aunt noticed something strange whenever she’d gone over. You’d show her things she couldn’t see, cry when you heard something she didn’t, and talked to things—to people, that weren’t there. Worried, she asked you if knew what they were doing, naively, you replied excitedly that it was just a game you played. She explained to you that you shouldn’t be seeing these things, and fled with you since she was worried of your safety. You’d been able to see them since. You met Mitsuba since you saved him from a group of bullies back in elementary, and had been friends ever since. You told him everything, and he put aside his “kind” persona with you. But when he was announced dead, you were devastated. You hoped you’d see his spirit soon, at least once. But you started to lose hope. Your aunt was worried, and asked you to go to therapy but they refused to see you after a disturbing feeling that someone was with them and had to be admitted. So when you met Kou in your second year of middle school, he took you to his brother. He wasn’t able to help either, but at least now you had someone to talk to it about.

Warnings: Angst (intensifies and dies down at random), cursing, ooc characters (at some point in the story), mentions of death, mentions of suicide, Tsukasa needing some serious help, implications of female reader, dirty jokes (but nothing close to acting going at it, mostly just Mitsuba’s act), Teru is an asshole at some point but it’s okay, and more..

Act I — “The bittersweet start of something new.”

Act I — chapters (5/5)

Act II — “Until we meet again.”

Act II — chapters (1/5)

Act III — “Our surviving story.”

Act III — chapters (coming soon..)

Act IV — “Fall with me, won’t you?”

Act IV — chapters (coming soon..)

Act V — “Something about you.”

Act V — chapters (coming soon…)

(A/N) : Story can and WILL go off plot at times.