Haunted: Chapter 15
Title: Haunted (15/?)
Pairing: Ohmiya
Summary: Ohno inherits a big and ramshackle mansion from a distant relative, but there is much more in his new house than it seems at first sight.
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 1654
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, and the wrapping is thanks to zazasukie ^__^
AN: Un-betaed and english isn't my mother tongue.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
CHAPTER 15
“Let’s go to the library!” proposed Ohno taking a candle and some matches from a drawer, “I’ll need them to search for the music box,” he explained to the little ghost when he saw his expression of curiosity.
“Do you want to take a sandwich too?” Nino mocked the young man, remembering the last time Ohno had been in the secret passage.
Ohno stuck out his tongue at him and grabbed his crutch.
Once they were in the library, the young man moved the book that opened the secret passage and lit the candle. They crossed the corridor and entered the small room covered in dust.
Ohno raised the candle to illuminate the room with a pensive look in his face.
“I think I left the box inside one of the desk’s drawers,” he murmured and made a beeline towards the old desk, being closely followed by Nino.
Before opening the drawers, Ohno’s fixed his attention in the dusty papers that covered the table.
“If I remember correctly, these papers are musical scores, but last time I was here I couldn’t read the name of the composer,” he took one of the scores and scrunched his face trying to read the almost illegible name handwritten at the end of the paper.
“Perhaps these are yours,” he muttered and showed the score to Nino. “Can you read it?”
“Yes,” Nino answered looking at the score, “But I’ve never paid them too much attention because I can’t play an instrument, so…” he shrugged his shoulders with indifference. “Anyway, shouldn’t you be searching for the music box?”
Ohno nodded and left the score on the table. Then, he began to rummage through the old desk’s drawers until he found the small ebony box.
“Here it is!” he showed the box to the ghost. “It looks exactly like the one in the drawing!”
They exited the secret passage to examine the box carefully under the sunlight that entered the library through the big windows.
The young man blew the dust on the box’s surface and cleaned it a bit with a rag.
“It’s really beautiful” he murmured with admiration, caressing softly its carved surface.
“Well… are you ready?” he softly asked the ghost, waiting for his acceptance.
Nino nodded slowly and Ohno proceeded to unlock the box with the small golden key that they had found inside the diary.
A warm and beautiful melody began to sound as soon as he opened the box. Its soft notes filled the air of the library with its sweetness, making Ohno smile pleased.
“It’s the song I heard in my trance!” Nino exclaimed shocked.
Ohno looked at him with surprise, “Perhaps the woman you saw in your trance was Sumire,” he said, but Nino just shrugged his shoulders with a confused expression in his face.
They returned their attention to the contents of the small box. Inside, they found a beautiful wedding ring, an old scroll and some folded papers. Ohno slowly unfolded the papers and examined them.
“These are the ripped pages of the diary,” he murmured.
~~
4th August, year 1632:
Today, I’ve finally told Nino about the spell. He is really excited about it and wants to try it as soon as possible. We’ve decided to cast the spell tomorrow morning, when we have everything ready.
I hadn’t seen him so happy since his death...I hope everything goes well, I really do.
10th August, year 1632:
The most dreaded thing, the reason because I felt so hesitant to try the spell, has finally happened: The spell has failed and it’s entirely my fault.
I’ll never forget his face when the light engulfed him. How his hopeful expression changed to a shocked one when the spell began to fail... And almost a few seconds before he disappeared, how incredibly sad he looked when he realised that the cause of the failure was that I didn’t loved him the same way he loved me... and still, his last words were a wish for my happiness.
Some hours later, when I found him again wandering around the house with a confused face, he didn’t remember anything... neither me nor his past. He looked at me as if I was a stranger and his first words made me realise that he considered the house his. I just was an intruder for him.
Why did I accept to cast the spell if I wasn’t completely sure of my feelings?... Why was my love insufficient to bring him back to life?... Why couldn’t I love him the same way he loved me?... Why?
15th August, year 1632:
I’m trying to make him remember me, but I only achieved his disdain. He wants us to leave the house, so is haunting the mansion. The servants are scared of him.
Oh god! What have I done?
24th October, year 1632:
All the servants have fled too frightened by him to stay in the house. My parents have also left the house to live in our house in the city. They’ve tried to convince me to go with them but I’ve refused. I must help Nino. After all, everything it’s my fault.
30th October, year 1632:
I spent the days trying to make him remember us, our happy childhood days, the jokes we played together, anything... but nothing seems to work.
25th December, year 1632:
My parents want to sell the house but I haven’t allowed them to do it.
12th December, year 1633:
It’s almost Christmas but there is no happiness in this house.
Everything is in silence and the gloomy atmosphere impregnates all the rooms in the house. Nino is ignoring my presence now. I feel so tired and powerless.
~~
“That’s the last entry,” Ohno said folding the papers.
“Well, now we know the complete story, who was the woman in my trance and everything else so…do you want to watch a movie?” Nino asked hurriedly, averting his eyes from Ohno’s gaze and beginning to move towards the door.
“Wait Nino! Don’t you want to examine the spell?” the young man incredulously inquired looking at the small ghost with a puzzled expression.
“No, not at all,” the ghost answered still facing the door.
“What’s the matter Nino?” Ohno asked, confused by the ghost’s strange behaviour.
“Nothing!” Nino exclaimed with fake enthusiasm turning around to give him a big smile, “I’m a bit bored, that’s all!”
“Nino…” Ohno frowned a bit, “You’re behaving really odd. Why don’t you come here and explain what’s troubling you to me?” he patted encouragingly the cushion beside him.
Nino sighed in defeat and slowly floated towards him. He sat beside the young man and looked at the floor with a sad expression.
“I don’t want us to try the spell…” he whispered after a few seconds without looking at Ohno’s face.
“Why not? Don’t you want to be alive again? Don’t you want to try all those things that you can’t do now because you’re a ghost?... Don’t you want us to be together?” Ohno asked trying to understand the problem.
“I… I don’t want to forget you,” the little ghost murmured and a single tear rolled down his check.
“Why should the spell fail?” the young man tried to hug the ghost to comfort him.
“But it failed once!” Nino abruptly got up and moved away from the young man, “and I didn’t remember her at all! She spent two years trying to make me recall her or my past life and nothing worked!”
Nino fixed his gaze in Ohno with an anguished expression, “Are you going to do the same if it fails? Are you going to spend the next few years pointlessly trying to make me remember you until you can stand it anymore… until you give up and leave me behind?” he said with a broken voice and averted his eyes from the young man.
“No, I wouldn’t try to make you remember me,” Ohno said with a serious face.
Nino raised abruptly his head and looked at him with a shocked and hurt expression. “Wh-wha…” he began to splutter.
“If the spell fails I’ll stay in the house…”
“Being an unwanted intruder again? Enduring my attempts to throw you out the house again? What would you achieve with that?” Nino shouted, angry tears flowing down his cheeks.
“I’ll stay in the house,” Ohno continued without paying attention to Nino’s fierce outburst of fury, “… and I’ll make you fall in love with me again. Then we’ll try the spell again! One, two, three times… as many times as we need until it works correctly.”
“R-Really?” the little ghost asked in awe, taken aback by Ohno’s determined face.
“Of course, Nino,” Ohno nodded with a smile, relaxing his expression. “Because I love you.” He scratched his head pensively, “Maybe I should have mentioned this in the first place, shouldn’t I?”
“You, baka!” Nino said smiling through his tears.
“Then, shall we try it?” The young man extended one hand in Nino’s direction, smiling mockingly.
“O.k.!” Nino hugged Ohno with a big smile in his face.
~~
After hugging him for a few minutes, Nino moved away from Ohno and looked at the scroll with a determined face, “Let’s begin with this!”
They carefully read the spell’s instruction and prepared everything they needed to cast it.
“Are you ready?” asked Ohno with the scroll in his hands.
After a brief moment of hesitance, Nino nodded “I’m ready.”
They slowly recited the words of the spell at the same time. At first nothing seemed to happen, but suddenly, the scroll began to shine with a bright yellow light. The light became more and more intense with each passing second. Finally Ohno couldn’t stand it anymore and had to cover his eyes with his hands to avoid the painful light. The last thing he saw before the light engulfed them completely was the shocked expression in Nino’s face.
Chapter 16
Pairing: Ohmiya
Summary: Ohno inherits a big and ramshackle mansion from a distant relative, but there is much more in his new house than it seems at first sight.
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 1654
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, and the wrapping is thanks to zazasukie ^__^
AN: Un-betaed and english isn't my mother tongue.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
CHAPTER 15
“Let’s go to the library!” proposed Ohno taking a candle and some matches from a drawer, “I’ll need them to search for the music box,” he explained to the little ghost when he saw his expression of curiosity.
“Do you want to take a sandwich too?” Nino mocked the young man, remembering the last time Ohno had been in the secret passage.
Ohno stuck out his tongue at him and grabbed his crutch.
Once they were in the library, the young man moved the book that opened the secret passage and lit the candle. They crossed the corridor and entered the small room covered in dust.
Ohno raised the candle to illuminate the room with a pensive look in his face.
“I think I left the box inside one of the desk’s drawers,” he murmured and made a beeline towards the old desk, being closely followed by Nino.
Before opening the drawers, Ohno’s fixed his attention in the dusty papers that covered the table.
“If I remember correctly, these papers are musical scores, but last time I was here I couldn’t read the name of the composer,” he took one of the scores and scrunched his face trying to read the almost illegible name handwritten at the end of the paper.
“Perhaps these are yours,” he muttered and showed the score to Nino. “Can you read it?”
“Yes,” Nino answered looking at the score, “But I’ve never paid them too much attention because I can’t play an instrument, so…” he shrugged his shoulders with indifference. “Anyway, shouldn’t you be searching for the music box?”
Ohno nodded and left the score on the table. Then, he began to rummage through the old desk’s drawers until he found the small ebony box.
“Here it is!” he showed the box to the ghost. “It looks exactly like the one in the drawing!”
They exited the secret passage to examine the box carefully under the sunlight that entered the library through the big windows.
The young man blew the dust on the box’s surface and cleaned it a bit with a rag.
“It’s really beautiful” he murmured with admiration, caressing softly its carved surface.
“Well… are you ready?” he softly asked the ghost, waiting for his acceptance.
Nino nodded slowly and Ohno proceeded to unlock the box with the small golden key that they had found inside the diary.
A warm and beautiful melody began to sound as soon as he opened the box. Its soft notes filled the air of the library with its sweetness, making Ohno smile pleased.
“It’s the song I heard in my trance!” Nino exclaimed shocked.
Ohno looked at him with surprise, “Perhaps the woman you saw in your trance was Sumire,” he said, but Nino just shrugged his shoulders with a confused expression in his face.
They returned their attention to the contents of the small box. Inside, they found a beautiful wedding ring, an old scroll and some folded papers. Ohno slowly unfolded the papers and examined them.
“These are the ripped pages of the diary,” he murmured.
~~
4th August, year 1632:
Today, I’ve finally told Nino about the spell. He is really excited about it and wants to try it as soon as possible. We’ve decided to cast the spell tomorrow morning, when we have everything ready.
I hadn’t seen him so happy since his death...I hope everything goes well, I really do.
10th August, year 1632:
The most dreaded thing, the reason because I felt so hesitant to try the spell, has finally happened: The spell has failed and it’s entirely my fault.
I’ll never forget his face when the light engulfed him. How his hopeful expression changed to a shocked one when the spell began to fail... And almost a few seconds before he disappeared, how incredibly sad he looked when he realised that the cause of the failure was that I didn’t loved him the same way he loved me... and still, his last words were a wish for my happiness.
Some hours later, when I found him again wandering around the house with a confused face, he didn’t remember anything... neither me nor his past. He looked at me as if I was a stranger and his first words made me realise that he considered the house his. I just was an intruder for him.
Why did I accept to cast the spell if I wasn’t completely sure of my feelings?... Why was my love insufficient to bring him back to life?... Why couldn’t I love him the same way he loved me?... Why?
15th August, year 1632:
I’m trying to make him remember me, but I only achieved his disdain. He wants us to leave the house, so is haunting the mansion. The servants are scared of him.
Oh god! What have I done?
24th October, year 1632:
All the servants have fled too frightened by him to stay in the house. My parents have also left the house to live in our house in the city. They’ve tried to convince me to go with them but I’ve refused. I must help Nino. After all, everything it’s my fault.
30th October, year 1632:
I spent the days trying to make him remember us, our happy childhood days, the jokes we played together, anything... but nothing seems to work.
25th December, year 1632:
My parents want to sell the house but I haven’t allowed them to do it.
12th December, year 1633:
It’s almost Christmas but there is no happiness in this house.
Everything is in silence and the gloomy atmosphere impregnates all the rooms in the house. Nino is ignoring my presence now. I feel so tired and powerless.
~~
“That’s the last entry,” Ohno said folding the papers.
“Well, now we know the complete story, who was the woman in my trance and everything else so…do you want to watch a movie?” Nino asked hurriedly, averting his eyes from Ohno’s gaze and beginning to move towards the door.
“Wait Nino! Don’t you want to examine the spell?” the young man incredulously inquired looking at the small ghost with a puzzled expression.
“No, not at all,” the ghost answered still facing the door.
“What’s the matter Nino?” Ohno asked, confused by the ghost’s strange behaviour.
“Nothing!” Nino exclaimed with fake enthusiasm turning around to give him a big smile, “I’m a bit bored, that’s all!”
“Nino…” Ohno frowned a bit, “You’re behaving really odd. Why don’t you come here and explain what’s troubling you to me?” he patted encouragingly the cushion beside him.
Nino sighed in defeat and slowly floated towards him. He sat beside the young man and looked at the floor with a sad expression.
“I don’t want us to try the spell…” he whispered after a few seconds without looking at Ohno’s face.
“Why not? Don’t you want to be alive again? Don’t you want to try all those things that you can’t do now because you’re a ghost?... Don’t you want us to be together?” Ohno asked trying to understand the problem.
“I… I don’t want to forget you,” the little ghost murmured and a single tear rolled down his check.
“Why should the spell fail?” the young man tried to hug the ghost to comfort him.
“But it failed once!” Nino abruptly got up and moved away from the young man, “and I didn’t remember her at all! She spent two years trying to make me recall her or my past life and nothing worked!”
Nino fixed his gaze in Ohno with an anguished expression, “Are you going to do the same if it fails? Are you going to spend the next few years pointlessly trying to make me remember you until you can stand it anymore… until you give up and leave me behind?” he said with a broken voice and averted his eyes from the young man.
“No, I wouldn’t try to make you remember me,” Ohno said with a serious face.
Nino raised abruptly his head and looked at him with a shocked and hurt expression. “Wh-wha…” he began to splutter.
“If the spell fails I’ll stay in the house…”
“Being an unwanted intruder again? Enduring my attempts to throw you out the house again? What would you achieve with that?” Nino shouted, angry tears flowing down his cheeks.
“I’ll stay in the house,” Ohno continued without paying attention to Nino’s fierce outburst of fury, “… and I’ll make you fall in love with me again. Then we’ll try the spell again! One, two, three times… as many times as we need until it works correctly.”
“R-Really?” the little ghost asked in awe, taken aback by Ohno’s determined face.
“Of course, Nino,” Ohno nodded with a smile, relaxing his expression. “Because I love you.” He scratched his head pensively, “Maybe I should have mentioned this in the first place, shouldn’t I?”
“You, baka!” Nino said smiling through his tears.
“Then, shall we try it?” The young man extended one hand in Nino’s direction, smiling mockingly.
“O.k.!” Nino hugged Ohno with a big smile in his face.
~~
After hugging him for a few minutes, Nino moved away from Ohno and looked at the scroll with a determined face, “Let’s begin with this!”
They carefully read the spell’s instruction and prepared everything they needed to cast it.
“Are you ready?” asked Ohno with the scroll in his hands.
After a brief moment of hesitance, Nino nodded “I’m ready.”
They slowly recited the words of the spell at the same time. At first nothing seemed to happen, but suddenly, the scroll began to shine with a bright yellow light. The light became more and more intense with each passing second. Finally Ohno couldn’t stand it anymore and had to cover his eyes with his hands to avoid the painful light. The last thing he saw before the light engulfed them completely was the shocked expression in Nino’s face.
Chapter 16