Forgotten Love 『satoshiki』

Chapter 2: Festival, Rituals and Fun?

Satoshi walked alongside Yoshiki, heading to his place to study. Hopefully Satoshi doesn't think my place is bad, Yoshiki thought to himself.

Once the two made it to the front door, Yoshiki unlocked it and opened it for Satoshi. "Thank you, kind sir." Satoshi said and laughed, looking around the room. "So, where do you want to study?" Satoshi asked, taking off his shoes.

"Oh the dining room is fine, I think." Yoshiki said and took off his shoes as well. Yoshiki lead Satoshi over to the table and took out a chair for Satoshi.

     Satoshi sat down and smiled, taking out his books and notebooks. "So anyway, Kishinuma, what is your worst class?" Satoshi said, looking at him with a friendly smile.

     "Uh..Math." Yoshiki said, looking at him in embarrassment. Yoshiki could feel his face feeling heated, knowing Satoshi is probably a straight A student.

     Satoshi nodded, looking for his math textbook. "Okay, what do you not understand, I think I'll be able to get you up to a B, if not an A!" Satoshi said cheerfully.

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     (Hours of studying because studying is evil and boring)

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     "O-okay, thanks Satoshi." Yoshiki said, looking at Satoshi while he was cleaning up his books. Yoshiki got up and grabbed Satoshi's bag for him.

     Satoshi tilted his and head grinned. "I'll see you tomorrow, then." Satoshi said, putting his shoes on. Satoshi got up and reached for he door.

     "Yep, see you at school." Yoshiki said, smiling weakly at Satoshi. He had felt like he would higher his grade, but probably not that much since Satoshi was going to fast for him to catch up.

     "Don't forget! Tomorrow is the cultural festival!" Satoshi yelled while walking away, looking back at Yoshiki. Yoshiki had cursed at himself, knowing the cultural festival was probably going to be boring.

     "At least Satoshi's in my class." Yoshiki mumbled to himself, closing the door when Satoshi was out of sight. Yoshiki had put the dishes away and started cleaning, probably just out of boredom. Yoshiki hummed a little song, cleaning the floor.

     It was the morning of the cultural festival and Yoshiki was already leaving for school, meeting up with Satoshi and Yuka. "Hey, Kishinuma!" Yuka pointed when he was in sight. Satoshi averted his gaze to Yoshiki and smiled, waving at him.

     Yoshiki waved back sarcastically, smiling. "Hey guys." He said calmly, joining them on the walk to school. "So, what is the cultural festival about, anyway, I always seem to miss out on it." Yoshiki said, looking down at the ground.

     Satoshi looked at Yoshiki with such a lovely look on his face. "Maybe cause you always skip school." He said, looking down to Yuka. Yoshiki glanced at his friend with a plastered on smile.

     "Funny.. So funny." Yoshiki murmured. Yoshiki looked up and saw the school, dreading going to class. "Well, better take Yuka to preschool." Yoshiki whispered to himself.

Yuka looked at Yoshiki, smiling sweetly. "What was that, Kishinuma?" She said, sneaking a glare at him. Satoshi looked at the two with a puzzled expression, scratching his head.

"Okay well, Yuka should head to her class." Satoshi said, kneeling down and wishing her a good day. Satoshi got back up and looked at Yoshiki. "What was that all about, anyway." He said, looking at Yoshiki.

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(Cultural festival stuffs)

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"Alright, gather around everyone! I have a scary story to tell!" Ayumi said excitedly. Everyone gathered around and she lit a single candle in the middle. "Is was a rainy evening after school. Just like this one." Ayumi said, looking around at the dimly lit faces of the group.

Satoshi had hold onto Yoshiki's arm, hiding his face into his shoulder. "Are you actually scared of this story?" He whispered to Satoshi, who was still covering his face.

"Running down the stairs, the kindly teacher lost her footing. She tumbled, she fell...and she died." The class representative said, probably enjoying the horrified faces of everyone in the room. "You've all heard the stories, no? Before Kisaragi was built here, there was another school on this property."

Satoshi still had a strong hold onto Yoshiki's arm, still listening to the story Ayumi has been telling.

"Heavenly Host Elementary School, it was called. The school was to be shut down and the principle was devastated, caring for the school as if his own child." Ayumi said, having a creepy grin on her face. "He climbed up to the roof and through himself to the ground.. Or so the story goes." She said.

Satoshi gasped, letting go of Yoshiki's arm when Morishige turned the light back on.

Now, I guess I have to leave the rest of the ritual for next time! This was and extra long chapter tho sooooo yeah!
~Naomi The Great!