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Chapter Four: First Day of School:

Nagasaki #2 Case Begins.

The students of Nagasaki Nihon University Junior and High School gathered in the assembly auditorium. Today was the first day of school. Sayako and Naomi stood near the exit. Many boys had their eyes on the former. Naomi tried to stomach being pushed off to the side. She had other reasons to worry, however.

The headmaster walked onto the stage. All of the students looked forward. The headmaster cleared his throat.

“Welcome to Nagasaki Nihon University High,” he greeted them. “To start the new school year, we have some new faculty members!” The curtain rose up behind him. All of the students beheld the new teachers. Eight males and two females. Tsuzuki was the fourth guy in the line.

“I am Endo Asato,” he said. “I will be teaching social studies.” Hisoka stood among the crowd of students. He kept his eyes among his “peers.”

/The demon is in this school/, he thought. Best to start with the students. Nothing out of the ordinary. Just the talk and gossip of the summer. Hisoka kept looking around. He noticed Sayako and Naomi near the door. The senses began to change from there.

Sayako gave off no emotions to him. Hisoka look on curiously. /I can’t feel anything from her/, he thought. His attention turned to Naomi. Anxiety. Hisoka felt her shaken nerves flow through him. Both girls held his attention. Who should he question first? The headmaster took the stage again.

“I wish you students and staff the best!” he announced. “You are dismissed.” The students broke away to their classes. Hisoka followed the two friends out of the auditorium. He fought his way through to keep up. /I can’t lose them!/, he thought. Hisoka reached out and caught a wrist. He looked up when he felt someone pause.

Brown eyes stared at him.

Hisoka gasped at the overpowering anxiety. Naomi looked on at him.

“Can I help you?” she asked. Hisoka took in heavy breaths. Images began flooding his head. Blood. A boy’s body ripped to shreds. Looks of terror. Blood.

/What is this?/, Hisoka thought.

“Hello?” Naomi asked.

A corpse-like woman with her mouth torn open and covered in blood. A boy’s body with its neck completely broken. Two little girls dressed in white. Blood splashing over them. The girls holding hands in the sand.

“Are we still friend Sayako-chan?”

“Of course, silly!”

“Sayako-chan, what happened?!?” Blood washing everywhere. The images kept flashing fast in Hisoka’s brain. The color drained from his face. Naomi’s mind shot into panic.

“Are you okay?” she asked. Hisoka’s head began to swim. /I’m overloading!!!/, he screamed in his mind. Then, it all sank to black.

A few minutes later, Hisoka awoke in white-curtained room. His eyes trailed his surroundings.

“W-Where am I?” he murmured.

“Nurse’s office,” a small voice said. Hisoka looked over to his left. Naomi sat on his bed, inches from him.

“Hey,” she whispered. The boy tried to sit up, but Naomi pushed him back down.

“Don’t get up,” she said. “You’re still recovering.” The Shinigami froze for a moment. Then, he finally lied back down. Naomi relaxed some.

“You okay?” she asked.

“I guess…” Hisoka replied. “What happened to me?”

“You grabbed onto my wrist, got sick and pale, and collapsed,” Naomi explained. “Then, I brought you here.” Hisoka slowly took it all in. Then, it all came back to him. His eyes shot wide in panic as the color drain from him again. Naomi freaked out again.

“Hey, are you okay?” she asked. “Hey, hey.” /There is something evil about her!/, Hisoka thought. The girl was really worried now.

“Stay with me!” Naomi cried. “Hey, hey!” Hisoka finally calmed sown. He slowly caught his breath. Naomi relaxed again.

“Don’t scare me like that,” she said. Hisoka’s eyes trailed to her.

“You seem troubled about something,” he spoke up. The girl looked on at him.

“What do you mean?” she asked. Her eyes welled up with worry.

“You looked worried about something,” the boy went on. “What’s on your mind?” Naomi tried to look away. She turned back, shaking her head and smiling.

“Nothing,” the girl lied. “It’s just school nerves.” Hisoka’s face said that he didn’t believe her. Naomi’s smile began to fade away. Her eyes shifted away. Hisoka gently touched her hand. Naomi jerked her hand upwards.

“It’s okay,” Hisoka whispered. “I won’t tell anybody.” Naomi lowered her eyes as she pressed her lips together.

“Well… there is something wrong,” she mumbled. Naomi paused. She shut her eyes for a moment.

“With Sayako-chan,” she said.

“Your friend?” Hisoka asked. Naomi slowly nodded.

“What about her?” her “classmate” asked. Naomi’s hands clenched into fists.

“She’s changed,” she murmured. “She’s changed and I don’t like it.”

“How do you mean?” Hisoka asked. Naomi let go of his hand and backed away.

“I’m sorry,” she said. “I spoke too much!” Hisoka looked on at her.

“Naomi?” he asked. The girl got up and raced to the door.

“Forget I said anything!” she cried. “I am so sorry!” The girl bowed and ran out of the nurse’s office as fast as she could. Hisoka watched on. Something did not sit right with her. /She’s hiding something/, the boy thought.

Naomi ran into the hall when she felt her spine freeze up. She gasped, startled.

“I didn’t say anything, I swear!” the girl cried. The pain coiled in her throat.

“I didn’t tell him anything,” Naomi pleaded. “Just let me go, please!” The pain twisted all the way up to her ears.

“He doesn’t know anything!” she pleaded. “Please let me go! I won’t say anything else, I swear! I swear!” Suddenly, the pain drew back. Naomi stood up straight and took in slow breaths. The gravity of normal became stable again. Once she recovered, Naomi walked to class. It was getting worse.

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