Shiki Fanfiction

The Castle

  When Naho, Seishin, and Sunako arrived at the castle, Naho couldn't help but to be astonished.  "Is this your castle?" she asked.  Sunako nodded.  "Mr. Muroi and myself live here" Sunako replied.  "There were others...  But they were killed by hunters...."  Naho couldn't help but to feel bad.  Seishin then interrupted "Shall we go in?"  Sunako nodded and started to walk towards the door to the huge castle based on gothic architecture.  Seishin and Naho followed behind her.  'I never truly got their names, now did I?' Naho thought.  "May I ask what your names are?" Naho asked.  Sunako's eyes widened slightly and she giggled.  "I'm sorry.  We'll introduce ourselves over a cup of tea" Sunako said.  Naho nodded silently as the three of them walked through the giant doors of the medieval and gothic edifice.  Sunako headed to a room, and Naho followed behind her.  "Mr. Muroi?" Sunako said sweetly.  Seishin looked at her.  "Could you please go and get two cups of tea?" She asked.  Seishin nodded silently and walked to the kitchen.  Naho took a seat in a chair across from where Sunako was sitting.  "I have something for you Naho" Sunako said, her voice becoming serious.  "And that would be?" Naho said.  Sunako pulled out a small music box and opened it.  While a lullaby was playing, a figure of what looked like Totoro (*pauses story*  Totoro is a Studio Ghibli character.  *resumes story*)  Naho's eyes widened.  "My...  My music box...." she said.  Sunako smiled and handed it back to her.  "Who was it from?" Sunako asked.  Naho's eyes filled with tears as she looked down at the music box in her lap.  "My first love......  Yoshiki Harato gave it to me right before I was killed...."  Sunako smiled with a happy satisfaction.  "My name is Sunako" she introduced.  "And the man we are with is Seishin Muroi".  Naho looked up at Sunako and said "And I'm guessing you already know who I am".   Sunako nodded.  "You're Naho Kanadamuri.  You were out casted by your village and was killed the same day.  The flowers around your body turned purple, making the villagers believe that your soul went into the flowers to live on" Sunako said with a smart tone.  Naho showed a small smile.  "It seems you know my story...." she said.  Just then, Seishin came back with two hot cups of tea.  He gently placed one of them in front of each lady, and then took a seat by Sunako.  "We found your music box in a house on an abandoned village" Seishin said.  Naho looked at him, and into his eyes.  He did exactly the sane to her.  'I believe I see a future couple' Sunako thought as she took a sip of her tea.  Naho looked away and sat the music box next to her and picked up her tea, taking in the sweet smell of honey.  Sunako smiled as Naho took a silent sip of her tea.  "I would like to know a little more about you, Naho" Sunako said.  "Of course" Naho replied.  "He old were you when you were killed?" Sunako asked.  Naho thought for a few seconds before replying "I was seventeen".  "Why did you like Yoshiki?" Sunako asked her second question.  "Yoshiki was a kind man..." Naho began.  "He was always there for me, and we had been friends since childhood.  One day, he told me his true feelings for me, and we started dating.  Near my birthday, I became deathly ill.  Yoshiki came and visited me and gave me the music box that you had found" she said as she pointed to the music box.  "Then a few days later I was killed because the rest of the village didn't think I could keep hanging on to the thread of life..." she finished sadly.  Sunako felt this same sorrow.  Sunako kept asking questions to Naho, and every once in a while, Seishin would speak up and ask Naho a question himself.  This continued until the three of them became tired.