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*Wait I didn't mean to answer it privately. Sorry, it meant that I wasn't in character! 

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Admin Notes: I’ve actually always been curious about this; the beginning of the game. Since you get to play as Kinoshita (I think) just for a little while, I wonder what actually happened during that fade out that could have caused Maki to attack him. -Admin Hirahara

Kinoshita wandered Mukaimachi street, having been previously informed that there was a deceased one that was causing some deaths for the people it encountered. Of course, this was unforgivable and had to stop. Still, from the report, it would seem that this was a young woman’s soul, and Kinoshita decided to proceed with caution just in case. It would be a big problem if he startled her, and she ran off. There was, of course, no helping it if she did do anything like that.

The street, however, was very empty, and Kinoshita was starting to think that the rumor was just that: a rumor. Perhaps it was actually a youkai or something, causing trouble like they always did. Before he could conclude to that, though, the emerald eyed escort caught a glimpse of someone walking by further over the horizon. It was a woman with brown hair. There was no doubting it at this point; this woman was the deceased one. The escort carefully approached her, gently calling out.

“Hello,” he smiled, causing the deceased one to turn around. “I’m Kinoshita, an Underworld Escort. I’ve been told you’ve interfered with the living, and that’s a bit of a problem. Won’t you come with me?” The woman looked carefully at the escort, examining him. She slowly backed away, suspicious of why the man was really here.

“No thank you,” she said firmly, turning to start running away. Whoops… Kinoshita sighed, trailing after her. That could have gone better. It was kind of shocking, though. Maybe he didn’t explain himself enough? The woman began making a dash into a boarded off school, where she hurried up the stairs and was gone before Kinoshita had a chance to get a good look around.

“This is troublesome…” Kinoshita sighed, putting a hand on his head. “But there’s no choice, I’ll have to persuade her to come with me.” Better end this quickly, he decided, hurrying up the steps after the deceased one. Since she had disappeared so quickly, it was impossible to say where she actually was. The search was rather long and tedious, but one bit of forgotten information managed to direct the escort to where he should check first. They said he jumped. That was in the report as well. “She’s probably on the top floor…”

Ascending the stairs quickly, Kinoshita looked down the rows of offices and classrooms. Most were boarded up or locked, and one even had a broken door knob. There was no way the deceased one was in any of these places. It wasn’t until he felt cold air coming from one of the rooms that Kinoshita found her, standing with her back to him, facing out a window. In a way, she looked rather sad.

“Miss,” The emerald eyed escort called, causing her to spin around. She looked rather hostile, much to Kinoshita’s distress. “No, I’m not going to do you any harm. Please calm down.” The woman said nothing in return. “I don’t know your name yet, do I? Why don’t you tell me.”

“…It’s Maki…” The woman said, still keeping her guard up. Kinoshita could feel some resentment in her being, as the energy around her turned sour. She must feel hatred towards everything. He thought, feeling sorry for the woman.

“Maki.” Kinoshita repeated, smiling. He took a step closer, and when the deceased one didn’t do anything, he began walking towards her. “You probably feel angry towards humans, right? Because of something that happened while you were also alive.” He’d hit the nail on the head, it would seem, because Maki suddenly backed up.

“How would you know?” She hissed, placing a hand on the window sill.

“It’s okay to feel that way,” Kinoshita smiled. “A lot of ghosts harbor resentment when they die. However, that’s no reason to begin interfering with the living.” Maki slowly released the window, putting a hand to her chest. “Please, come with me so we can resolve this matter.” As the escort reached out to touch her arm, though, Maki’s gaze suddenly became dead cold.

“Don’t…” She started, sounding bitter, “order me around…” With her hand that was tucked at her chest, she lunged forward and clawed at Kinoshita’s eye, digging deep under the eyelid and grabbing his eyeball. She pulled her hand back, producing his emerald eye. Kinoshita, experiencing the sharp pain, fell back and put a hand to his eye socket. “Don’t look at me with those eyes of yours…!”

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Ah… I wonder, should I make this sad? Ehehehe… that’s not my strong point. Perhaps I’ll just pull on a few heart strings? -Admin Hirahara

Of the many instruments Saeki knew how to play, his favorite was still the piano. Saitou had taken a great interest as well in the icy eyed escorts attempts to become a better pianist, and had offered to teach him how to properly play. They could often be found in the piano room, sitting next to each other on the seat, playing some haunting refrain together.

The moments spent there were private: just between the two of them. No one tended to walk by, nor bother either if they were in the piano room. This made their time together… special, in a way. Aside from being strictly teacher and student, Saeki often found it alright to chat with Saitou about a multitude of this: his daily life, the other escorts, a book he might have found.

Besides the usual small talk that was an essence of everyday, however, not much else usually came from the younger escort. He tended to be rather secretive with his personal affairs, even to the point where Saitou wasn’t actually sure Saeki had any personal affairs at all. Even so, the slate eyed escort wasn’t one to pry into other people’s lives and problems. When Saeki needed, he’d open himself up more.

“You’re getting good at playing,” Saitou commented one day. They were both sitting at the piano, just finishing a song. He received Saeki’s signature smile for his compliment. “You ought to start finding pieces that you can play on your own.” When Saeki almost panicked, thinking that Saitou was about to just leave him on his own, the older chuckled and patted his head. “I’ll still teach you how to play them properly, don’t worry.”  Although I didn’t think he’d react that way… Saitou added in thought.

“It’s not that…” Saeki started, but then decided against continuing his thought. He shook his head and beamed, whatever he wanted to say now out of his mind. “I’ll look for something I’d like to play on my own.” With that, he excused himself from the room and hurried off, most likely to get back to work. I should probably do that too. Saitou concluded, covering the piano and tidying the room of scattered music sheets.

A few days later, Saeki had found something he wanted to learn. The song seemed like the perfect thing for the escort to play, although Saitou couldn’t exactly explain why the song fit. It was beautiful and flowing, yet rather sad. Saeki also put all his effort into practicing to get it perfect. The feeling that came from the room was very different than how it usually went by. The small chat was cut short and replaced with more tutoring on how to form the proper chords with the left hand and how accents on sheet music worked.

Because of the sudden change in atmosphere, Saitou became rather suspicious of what could be happening. The usual cheerful Saeki was now very self absorbed in getting the piece perfect. The lessons were just that - lessons. This new arrangement continued for a few more days. Just when the older escort thought it was about time to confront Saeki’s strange behavior, the younger seemed back to normal, and back to his usual cheerful self. He refused to acknowledge that for the past few days he had been acting strangely, so Saitou supposed he’d have to let this go.

“You know,” the slate eyed escort mentioned, “you can tell me things that are bothering you.”

“Thank you, Saitou-san.” Saeki nodded, “I’ll keep that in mind.” Although no further actions seemed to be taken on this notion. The icy eyed escort continued to improve on his refrain until Saitou was sure he had it down perfect. On the day that it should have been presented in it’s fullness, though, something must have gone wrong.

Saeki was spacing out throughout the entire lesson. He missed notes that he always had down, his focus drifted, and he would sometimes play a line two or three times before realizing he had misread the sheet music. “Alright, stop there for today.” Saitou instructed. Saeki seemed to break out of his trance at that.

“Oh! I’m sorry! I know I have this down, just give me a minute-”

“I’m not worried about how you play, Saeki.” Saitou looked over the younger with stern eyes. “I’m worried about you. What’s bothering you?” The icy eyed escort began to form the words ‘nothing is wrong’ before he stopped. It looked like the phrase was caught in his throat, and he couldn’t let it out. He ended up turning back to face the piano, looking down at his hands.

“It’s been… lonely.” Saeki decided to finally say what was on his mind. “Lately, everyone seems like they don’t need me anymore.”

“What would make you think that?” Saitou asked, never having heard anything like this from the younger escort before.

“Before, I used to assist everyone all the time, and they would all turn to me for help. But now, it seems like they all are doing fine without me.” He paused for a moment. “I’m. I’m not upset by that. I’m happy they all can manage on their own.”

“But…?” Saitou asked, pushing just a little to try and get an answer out of the other escort.

“But… It feels more like they’ve all moved ahead and left me behind. And it’s rather lonely.” Saeki sighed, not looking up from his hands. “I wonder what would happen if I just… disappeared.” His voice dropped on the last word, as if it was the heaviest thing to say. Before Saitou was sure of what his body was doing, he found himself pulling the younger escort’s head close to his chest.

“Well, don’t just hold it all in,” he scolded. “That’s no good for you either.” The message must have been received, because Saitou felt Saeki turning to face him and grip tightly to his chest. In a matter of seconds, he could hear the younger begin sniffling and could feel hot tears. Some time had passed while they stayed like that, but neither were sure how long.

Without lifting his face at all, Saeki mumbled something into Saitou’s shirt. “I don’t want to get left behind anymore…”

“Hey,” Saitou said, pushing Saeki back a little so that he could look the shorter in the eyes. “I’ll still hang back and stay with you.” So don’t feel lonely anymore. Maybe he could have said it better, but sentimental words weren’t exactly Saitou’s strong point. However, it looked like he got his point clear. 

“Thank you…” he smiled, blinking the last of his tears away. Saitou ended up pulling him back into their initial hug, and he could hear a slight laugh from the younger. “Oh, Saitou-san! You’re going to suffocate me…!”

Omg, please sleep properly! It makes us really happy that you read the stories to such a time but don’t tire youself out doing it! We definitely won’t give up and although we’re being slow with our prompts right now, we’ll definitely get to themand write them out! Thank you again for your support and for reading our fics!

This is just a question. I´m not planning on doing anything yet

I want to know your opinions. Would you like to see more than one character in this ask blog? Like for example... IDK Someone from another game or fandom?

Beacuse, yeah, this blog seems death as hell and well, if it helps to give some life to this blog...

IDK.