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Halloween Tokyo Tower

by Noizchild 0 Reviews

It's Halloween and Anna is depressed. Only Tsuzuki can pull her out of it.

Category: Yami no Matsuei - Rating: R - Genres: Drama,Romance - Characters: Tsuzuki - Published: 2011/07/01 - Updated: 2011/07/02 - 1002 words - Complete


Omake: Halloween Tokyo Tower:

Wait! The story’s not done yet! There’s one more chapter!

October 31st, 2009.

Ah, Halloween. European tradition with treats, costumes, and all things spooky. This Western import found its way to Japan in the late 90’s. Happy times, right? Not for Anna, of course. The reason? Well, that’s rather obvious.

6:00 p.m.

Rihoko knocked on Anna’s door.

“Anna!” she yelled. “Yoko-chan and I are going out trick-or-treating, want come?”

“No!” the other woman shouted. Rihoko couldn’t understand the situation at first.

“You sure?” she asked.

“Leave me alone!”

Rihoko still missed the boat. “Anna, is something wrong?” The door slid open. The young mother saw a tired Anna. She blinked in confusion.

“Is… something wrong?”

Anna didn’t speak at first. Her eyes looked rather worn.

“Do you know what day it is?” she asked. Rihoko paused.

“Halloween… why?” she asked. Anna looked hurt.

“That’s never a good day,” the witch murmured. She slid the door closed. It was then Rihoko understood.

“Oh…” she said. “I’m so sorry.” Inside, Anna lied down on her futon. /Papa…/, she thought.

Rihoko stood in the hallway. It all clicked to her. Of course!/, she thought. /Her father died that day. No wonder she’s been depressed all day. The young mother leaned against the wall.

Hm… I can’t have her like this. What can I do? Rihoko took a moment to think about it. I’ll have to get Tsuzuki.

“Mama,” a small voice said. “Is Anna-san going with us?” Rihoko looked up and saw Yoko-chan standing in the doorway. Her mother shook her head.

“No,” she said.

“Oh,” her daughter said in disappointment. Rihoko pressed her lips together as she nodded.

“Yeah,” she said. Then, she went down to the kitchen. Her little pirate looked confused.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“To make a call!” Rihoko yelled. She found Anna’s cell phone charging in the kitchen. /Perfect!/, the young mother thought. She picked up the phone and made the call. She waited as it rang.

“Hello?” Tsuzuki asked on the other line.

“Hey,” Rihoko said. “There’s a little problem.”

“Rihoko? What’s wrong? Where’s Anna?”

“That’s why I’m calling. I need your help.”

7:00 p.m.

Rihoko and Yoko-chan waited in the doorway when they heard the doorbell ring. The young mother looked up.

“It’s open!” she called. Tsuzuki went inside.

“Hey, I got here as soon as I could. Where is she?” he asked.

“She been in her room all day,” Yoko-chan said.

“Please help her,” her mother said. Tsuzuki looked serious.

“I’ll see what I can do,” he said. The man went down the hall. He came to Anna’s door and knocked on it.

“What?!?” his woman asked inside.

“Anna-chan, it’s me,” Tsuzuki said. The woman glanced at the door.

“Asato-kun?” she asked.

“I’m coming in, okay?”


Tsuzuki paused. /Oh, this is serious/, he thought. Tsuzuki gathered up his all and opened the door. Anna lied on the futon, eyeing him.

“What do you want?” she sighed. Tsuzuki knelt down next to her.

“Hey,” he said as he brushed aside her bangs. “Rihoko told me what was wrong.”


“Ten long years.”


“You okay?”

“Yes, yes.”

“You sure?”


“Want to talk about it?”


“Okay, okay…” Silence filled the room. The Shinigami took a moment to think. An idea surfaced in his head. He leaned in close to her ear.

“Let’s go out tonight,” Tsuzuki whispered. Anna gave him a puzzled look.

“What?” she asked. Her fiancée smiled.

“Just get your coat and come on,” he said. “We’ll going out tonight.”

In a few minutes, Tsuzuki waited by the front door.

“You coming along?” he asked.

“Yeah, yeah,” his woman mumbled. She joined him at the front door. Tsuzuki smiled.

“Good,” he said. “Let’s go.” Anna rolled her eyes.

“Fine,” she mumbled. They headed out the door into the night. They didn’t speak at first. Tsuzuki looked over at Anna. She still looked rather sour. The man gently rubbed her on the shoulder.

“I know that you still miss your father,” he said. She said nothing. They walked down the street to head into the city.

“You loved him, didn’t you? He was your world.”

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see in a moment.”

They passed a group of trick-or-treaters. The kids walked into the next neighborhood, laughing and talking.

“They seem to be having fun tonight.”


Tsuzuki felt his spirits dropping when they came into the city. Time to act on the plan.

“Listen, Halloween doesn’t have to be depressing. Don’t let your father’s murder bring you down. I’m not saying forget about him, but he wouldn’t want you depressed like this.”

“Why are we out here? Where are you taking me?”

Tsuzuki turned to Anna with a smile on his face.

“I wanted to show you something.”


Tsuzuki smiled and pointed behind him. Anna looked on, confused and blinking.

“So what? It’s Tokyo Tower,” she brushed off. Tsuzuki smiled and grabbed her by the hand. The couple disappeared in a flash. They reappeared in one second. Tsuzuki turned to her with a little smile.

“Now you can look,” he said. His fiancée looked around them. They had reappeared on the Special Observatory deck of the tower. The bright city lights below took every single word out of her mouth.

“See?” Tsuzuki said in a low voice. “Halloween doesn’t have to be depressing. It can be rather beautiful if you look really hard.”

“Wow!” Anna murmured. She turned to her lover.

“Can we do this every Halloween?” the woman asked. Tsuzuki gave her a little smile.

“Whatever you like,” he replied. Anna bowed her head and kissed him on the hand.

“Thank you,” she whispered. Both turned back to the view before them. So pretty out tonight.

And Now…

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