Haunted: Chapter 14
Title: Haunted (14/?)
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: 2272
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, and the wrapping is thanks to zazasukie ^__^
AN: Un-betaed and english isn't my mother tongue. Waning, this chapter contains character’s death (because a ghost doesn’t get out of an egg, does it? XD)
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
24th May, year 1632:
I’ve decided to begin this diary to commemorate this memorable day.
Today, my childhood friend, Kazunari Ninomiya or Nino as I like to call him, asked for my hand in marriage!! I was so surprised!
Our families have been neighbours for more than a hundred years and we’ve known each other since we were kids. We spent our childhood together, playing, studying and pranking our teachers. As years passed, I felt more and more interested in art, specially paintings and sculptures. Nino, on the other hand, slowly became attracted to music and finally become a composer. I don’t even remember how many evenings we’ve spent together, Nino composing a new melody in the piano while I was entranced in my last painting.
We’re best friends and I’ve always thought of him as a brother, but I’d have never suspected that he was in love with me!
This morning, he appeared in front of my house’s door, dressed with his best clothes and holding an exquisite small wooden box in his hands. When I asked him what was the box for he told me that it was a present and asked me to open it.
When I opened the box I heard a wonderful and warm melody and inside the box I found an elegant ring. He took the ring from the music box and put it on my finger with a shy smile. When I looked at him surprised, he kissed softly my cheek and told me that he had composed that melody for me.
After that, he nervously asked me for a meeting with my parents. I was so surprised that I accompanied him to the sitting-room where my parents were reading without saying a word. He greeted my parents and after a bit of pleasant conversation, he asked them for my hand in marriage!
At first I thought that there was a joke because he has always been really fond of playing tricks, but he kept talking very seriously with my father about his proposal and eventually convinced him of his sincerity.
I was still shocked when my parents asked me what do I thought about his marriage proposal. I could see that my mother was elated and my father was really happy. Turning a bit I saw Nino’s expectant and hopefully expression.
I answered affirmatively.
4th June, year 1632:
After various meetings between our families, the wedding date has been decided. Ninomiya Kazunari and Ohno Sumire will get married on 16th July.
I feel really nervous, but everybody is really happy and Nino is so delighted that almost hurts looking at him.
9th June, year 1632:
Everybody is busy with the wedding’s preparations, specially my mother and Nino’s mother. They had hired an exclusive dressmaker to prepare my wedding dress and had bought an expensive piece of white silk to make the dress with.
Nino is really excited with all the preparations, but I can’t help to doubt if we are speeding up things too much. And shouldn’t I feel happier about it? My mother keeps telling me that those are the usual nerves before the wedding… I feel confused.
15th June, year 1632
Both families had spent all the morning discussing about the wedding guest list and the paper and style of the invitations till they have reached an agreement.
I’ve spent all day in bed affected by a terrible migraine. My mother, who sometimes came to my room to look after me, has told me that Nino has been really worried about me. I hope I’ll get better tomorrow.
24th June, year 1632:
Today Nino and I have been talking about the honeymoon. He wants to go to Paris to spend a few months there. He talks about it with great enthusiasm; going to art museums, going to the opera, watching some plays, assisting to concerts, dinning on a Seine river cruise. Since we were young and he began to get interested in music his most cherished dream has been visiting Paris.
He looks so happy…But I keep having doubts. Do we really love each other as lovers should do? I keep thinking of him as a brother… Am I doing the right thing?
4th July, year 1632:
There’re only twelve days left to the wedding. The dressmaker has had to mend my dress a few times because I keep loosing weight, but I can’t help it, some days I can’t even eat a piece of bread and sometimes I’m so nervous that I end vomiting everything. Nino has spent all day with me, playing gently the piano trying to make me feel better. He loves me so much… And I love him too. In twelve days I’ll be the happiest woman on earth and I swear I’ll do whatever it is in my hand to make him happy too.
16th July, year 1632:
I don’t want to write anything today, but I feel that I must to do it. I owe him that at least...
Today it should have been the happiest day of my life, we should have been celebrating our wedding. Instead of that, today it’s the second worst day in my entire life, because what we’re celebrating is a funeral, my fiancé’s funeral.
The most miserable day of my life was a week ago, when my fiancé, and my best friend ever, died trying to save my life. All happened in a wink, I was going down the stairs talking with him when I suddenly tripped and began to fall. Nino caught me but couldn’t stop my fall so he wrapped himself around me trying to protect me while we both were falling.
When I woke up, some hours later in my bed, my mother, with her eyes red and swollen, told me the horrible news. Although I only had a small commotion and a few brushes, Nino… he had died in the fall.
I haven’t been able to sleep since then and my parents have had to force me to eat something, but I always end throwing up. I feel so guilty...
17th July, year 1632:
Today I thought I was finally becoming crazy. When I got out of my room this morning…I saw him. Nino was in front of me, it wasn’t a dream, I’m sure! I looked at him shocked and he greeted me shyly. I screamed loudly and fainted.
When I woke up, my mother was sat near me, looking at me with a worried face. I told her about my vision and she got really surprised. She has talked about it with my father and they had decided to request my great-grandmother’s help.
24th July, year 1632:
I haven’t seen Nino again, but I’ve sometimes glimpsed a quick movement out of the corner of my eye. I think he’s hiding from me because I fainted last time we met. Tomorrow we expect my great-grandmother’s visit. I hope she can explain what’s happening.
25th July, year 1632:
When I told my great-grandmother about what I had seen, she frowned a bit surprised and then told us that I had probably inherited the power of dealing with ghost from my father’s side.
My father’s family is really famous because they have powers that allow them to see the future, deal with ghost and other things. The most powerful members serve faithfully the Emperor.
What surprised us was that nobody in our family’s branch had ever showed signs of inheriting these powers. These powers had only manifested in my great-grandmother’s brother’s branch.
I don’t really care why… to think I’ll be able to meet Nino again... I feel so happy! But at the same time I dread the moment when we talk again about his death.
26th July, year 1632:
Today I have talked with him. I had to force him to appear in front of me again because he was worried about scaring me again.
When we talked about his death, he has repeatedly assured me that he had never considered me responsible for it, that he would have done anything to protect me because he loves me, but I still feel extremely responsible and blame myself for his death.
29th July, year 1632:
When I’ve talked with my great-grandmother about the situation, she has told me about an ancient spell that maybe could help us. We’ve begun to search in our huge library for it.
30th July, year 1632:
We’re so lucky! We found it! It’s an old piece of paper, almost illegible.
This spell was created long time ago by a powerful member of our family who fell in love with a ghost.
In the old manuscript I barely could read the following words:
“Spell to bring your lover back to life:
Three conditions must be fulfilled:
- It is necessary to use something that belonged to the dead person
- It is necessary that the ones who use the spell are dearly in love with each other
- It is necessary that they recite the spell’s words at the same time
However, if one of these conditions were not satisfied, the spell’s failure will bring disastrous consequences: the dead person will lose all his memories, not only the ones related with his loved one, but also every recollection about his past life.”
After that there were some strange words that I suppose are the ones that compound the spell and the instructions to cast the spell.
My great-grandmother has also told me she had heard that the person who created this spell was successful in bringing his loved one back to life.
Could this same spell bring Nino back to life?
31st July, year 1632:
I haven’t talked with Nino about the spell yet. I know it seems the answer of all our problems… but I’ve doubts about how everything will turn out and I dread the consequences. I love Nino dearly but… do I love him as a lover? Or do I love him as a brother?
Nevertheless I acceded to marry him and it’s my fault that this terrible nightmare has happened. I’ve no other choice. Tomorrow I’ll talk with him about the spell.
…
…
5th November, year 1634:
I can’t stand it anymore. Tomorrow I’ll leave this house forever and I don’t think I ever return.
These two years have been filled only with sadness and guilt. I don’t remember how many times I’ve tried to make him remember me... but nothing has ever worked. For him now I’m only a stranger that lives in his house. Watching those beautiful eyes, which always looked at me with so much warmth and love, now only filled with unconcern and detachment it’s slowly killing me. I think it’s impossible for me to keep living here.
I’ll put that damned spell and my engagement ring inside his last present and will hide it, so no one can make the same huge mistake that I made once.
Sorry Nino, I couldn’t help you in any way. Tomorrow I’ll begin my travel to Paris.
The only thing I can do now is trying to fulfil your last wish.
~~
“There are some pages ripped, but this is the last entry of the diary,” Ohno sniffed loudly and wiped his tears awkwardly.
“Come on Oh-chan. It’s only a story,” Nino affectionately patted the young man’s head.
“But it’s not some random story Nino! This is your life’s story!” Ohno complained and his eyes got watery again.
“Yes, I suppose it is... but I don’t remember anything of it, so it isn’t that horrible, you know? I’m not crying or complaining about it. See?” Nino smiled encouragingly at him.
In spite of his words, Ohno didn’t look too convinced and Nino sighed.
“Look at it from another point of view, if this things had never happened, we would have never met,” Nino tried to persuade him.
“Well, that’s true…” Ohno pensively muttered.
“And this only proves one thing. I had always felt attracted to the arty type. See? Everything is alright!” Nino joked cheerfully but Ohno kept looking at the diary with a sad face.
“I wonder what was written in the missing pages… someone ripped them.”
Seeing Ohno so depressed, Nino decided to hug him by surprise to make him feel better. When he passed through the book to wrap himself around the young man, he noticed something strange.
“Hmmmm? There is something strange about this book,” he muttered wrapping his arms around Ohno.
Ohno looked at him surprised and began to inspect the book more carefully. After some moments he noticed a light shape inside the book’s cover, almost imperceptible to the touch.
“There is something here,” he said pointing at one place in the diary’s cover. He took a knife from the kitchen’s drawer and cut the cover carefully.
Inside, they found an old sheet of paper and a small golden key. In the sheet there was a rough drawing of a box with a lock.
“What were these things doing inside the diary?” Nino pondered looking at the golden key intrigued.
“I think I’ve seen this box before,” Ohno murmured with his eyes fixed in the drawing.
Nino looked at him with curiosity. Some seconds later Ohno’s eyes shone with acknowledgement.
“I know it! I know it! It’s the music box that I found when you left me locked inside the secret passage!”
“It’s that so?” Nino answered looking the drawing and trying to remember if he had seen it before. “So maybe we can found the box that appears in the drawing and open it… but what will we find inside?”
Chapter 15
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: 2272
Disclaimer: The plot is mine, and the wrapping is thanks to zazasukie ^__^
AN: Un-betaed and english isn't my mother tongue. Waning, this chapter contains character’s death (because a ghost doesn’t get out of an egg, does it? XD)
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
24th May, year 1632:
I’ve decided to begin this diary to commemorate this memorable day.
Today, my childhood friend, Kazunari Ninomiya or Nino as I like to call him, asked for my hand in marriage!! I was so surprised!
Our families have been neighbours for more than a hundred years and we’ve known each other since we were kids. We spent our childhood together, playing, studying and pranking our teachers. As years passed, I felt more and more interested in art, specially paintings and sculptures. Nino, on the other hand, slowly became attracted to music and finally become a composer. I don’t even remember how many evenings we’ve spent together, Nino composing a new melody in the piano while I was entranced in my last painting.
We’re best friends and I’ve always thought of him as a brother, but I’d have never suspected that he was in love with me!
This morning, he appeared in front of my house’s door, dressed with his best clothes and holding an exquisite small wooden box in his hands. When I asked him what was the box for he told me that it was a present and asked me to open it.
When I opened the box I heard a wonderful and warm melody and inside the box I found an elegant ring. He took the ring from the music box and put it on my finger with a shy smile. When I looked at him surprised, he kissed softly my cheek and told me that he had composed that melody for me.
After that, he nervously asked me for a meeting with my parents. I was so surprised that I accompanied him to the sitting-room where my parents were reading without saying a word. He greeted my parents and after a bit of pleasant conversation, he asked them for my hand in marriage!
At first I thought that there was a joke because he has always been really fond of playing tricks, but he kept talking very seriously with my father about his proposal and eventually convinced him of his sincerity.
I was still shocked when my parents asked me what do I thought about his marriage proposal. I could see that my mother was elated and my father was really happy. Turning a bit I saw Nino’s expectant and hopefully expression.
I answered affirmatively.
4th June, year 1632:
After various meetings between our families, the wedding date has been decided. Ninomiya Kazunari and Ohno Sumire will get married on 16th July.
I feel really nervous, but everybody is really happy and Nino is so delighted that almost hurts looking at him.
9th June, year 1632:
Everybody is busy with the wedding’s preparations, specially my mother and Nino’s mother. They had hired an exclusive dressmaker to prepare my wedding dress and had bought an expensive piece of white silk to make the dress with.
Nino is really excited with all the preparations, but I can’t help to doubt if we are speeding up things too much. And shouldn’t I feel happier about it? My mother keeps telling me that those are the usual nerves before the wedding… I feel confused.
15th June, year 1632
Both families had spent all the morning discussing about the wedding guest list and the paper and style of the invitations till they have reached an agreement.
I’ve spent all day in bed affected by a terrible migraine. My mother, who sometimes came to my room to look after me, has told me that Nino has been really worried about me. I hope I’ll get better tomorrow.
24th June, year 1632:
Today Nino and I have been talking about the honeymoon. He wants to go to Paris to spend a few months there. He talks about it with great enthusiasm; going to art museums, going to the opera, watching some plays, assisting to concerts, dinning on a Seine river cruise. Since we were young and he began to get interested in music his most cherished dream has been visiting Paris.
He looks so happy…But I keep having doubts. Do we really love each other as lovers should do? I keep thinking of him as a brother… Am I doing the right thing?
4th July, year 1632:
There’re only twelve days left to the wedding. The dressmaker has had to mend my dress a few times because I keep loosing weight, but I can’t help it, some days I can’t even eat a piece of bread and sometimes I’m so nervous that I end vomiting everything. Nino has spent all day with me, playing gently the piano trying to make me feel better. He loves me so much… And I love him too. In twelve days I’ll be the happiest woman on earth and I swear I’ll do whatever it is in my hand to make him happy too.
16th July, year 1632:
I don’t want to write anything today, but I feel that I must to do it. I owe him that at least...
Today it should have been the happiest day of my life, we should have been celebrating our wedding. Instead of that, today it’s the second worst day in my entire life, because what we’re celebrating is a funeral, my fiancé’s funeral.
The most miserable day of my life was a week ago, when my fiancé, and my best friend ever, died trying to save my life. All happened in a wink, I was going down the stairs talking with him when I suddenly tripped and began to fall. Nino caught me but couldn’t stop my fall so he wrapped himself around me trying to protect me while we both were falling.
When I woke up, some hours later in my bed, my mother, with her eyes red and swollen, told me the horrible news. Although I only had a small commotion and a few brushes, Nino… he had died in the fall.
I haven’t been able to sleep since then and my parents have had to force me to eat something, but I always end throwing up. I feel so guilty...
17th July, year 1632:
Today I thought I was finally becoming crazy. When I got out of my room this morning…I saw him. Nino was in front of me, it wasn’t a dream, I’m sure! I looked at him shocked and he greeted me shyly. I screamed loudly and fainted.
When I woke up, my mother was sat near me, looking at me with a worried face. I told her about my vision and she got really surprised. She has talked about it with my father and they had decided to request my great-grandmother’s help.
24th July, year 1632:
I haven’t seen Nino again, but I’ve sometimes glimpsed a quick movement out of the corner of my eye. I think he’s hiding from me because I fainted last time we met. Tomorrow we expect my great-grandmother’s visit. I hope she can explain what’s happening.
25th July, year 1632:
When I told my great-grandmother about what I had seen, she frowned a bit surprised and then told us that I had probably inherited the power of dealing with ghost from my father’s side.
My father’s family is really famous because they have powers that allow them to see the future, deal with ghost and other things. The most powerful members serve faithfully the Emperor.
What surprised us was that nobody in our family’s branch had ever showed signs of inheriting these powers. These powers had only manifested in my great-grandmother’s brother’s branch.
I don’t really care why… to think I’ll be able to meet Nino again... I feel so happy! But at the same time I dread the moment when we talk again about his death.
26th July, year 1632:
Today I have talked with him. I had to force him to appear in front of me again because he was worried about scaring me again.
When we talked about his death, he has repeatedly assured me that he had never considered me responsible for it, that he would have done anything to protect me because he loves me, but I still feel extremely responsible and blame myself for his death.
29th July, year 1632:
When I’ve talked with my great-grandmother about the situation, she has told me about an ancient spell that maybe could help us. We’ve begun to search in our huge library for it.
30th July, year 1632:
We’re so lucky! We found it! It’s an old piece of paper, almost illegible.
This spell was created long time ago by a powerful member of our family who fell in love with a ghost.
In the old manuscript I barely could read the following words:
“Spell to bring your lover back to life:
Three conditions must be fulfilled:
- It is necessary to use something that belonged to the dead person
- It is necessary that the ones who use the spell are dearly in love with each other
- It is necessary that they recite the spell’s words at the same time
However, if one of these conditions were not satisfied, the spell’s failure will bring disastrous consequences: the dead person will lose all his memories, not only the ones related with his loved one, but also every recollection about his past life.”
After that there were some strange words that I suppose are the ones that compound the spell and the instructions to cast the spell.
My great-grandmother has also told me she had heard that the person who created this spell was successful in bringing his loved one back to life.
Could this same spell bring Nino back to life?
31st July, year 1632:
I haven’t talked with Nino about the spell yet. I know it seems the answer of all our problems… but I’ve doubts about how everything will turn out and I dread the consequences. I love Nino dearly but… do I love him as a lover? Or do I love him as a brother?
Nevertheless I acceded to marry him and it’s my fault that this terrible nightmare has happened. I’ve no other choice. Tomorrow I’ll talk with him about the spell.
…
…
5th November, year 1634:
I can’t stand it anymore. Tomorrow I’ll leave this house forever and I don’t think I ever return.
These two years have been filled only with sadness and guilt. I don’t remember how many times I’ve tried to make him remember me... but nothing has ever worked. For him now I’m only a stranger that lives in his house. Watching those beautiful eyes, which always looked at me with so much warmth and love, now only filled with unconcern and detachment it’s slowly killing me. I think it’s impossible for me to keep living here.
I’ll put that damned spell and my engagement ring inside his last present and will hide it, so no one can make the same huge mistake that I made once.
Sorry Nino, I couldn’t help you in any way. Tomorrow I’ll begin my travel to Paris.
The only thing I can do now is trying to fulfil your last wish.
~~
“There are some pages ripped, but this is the last entry of the diary,” Ohno sniffed loudly and wiped his tears awkwardly.
“Come on Oh-chan. It’s only a story,” Nino affectionately patted the young man’s head.
“But it’s not some random story Nino! This is your life’s story!” Ohno complained and his eyes got watery again.
“Yes, I suppose it is... but I don’t remember anything of it, so it isn’t that horrible, you know? I’m not crying or complaining about it. See?” Nino smiled encouragingly at him.
In spite of his words, Ohno didn’t look too convinced and Nino sighed.
“Look at it from another point of view, if this things had never happened, we would have never met,” Nino tried to persuade him.
“Well, that’s true…” Ohno pensively muttered.
“And this only proves one thing. I had always felt attracted to the arty type. See? Everything is alright!” Nino joked cheerfully but Ohno kept looking at the diary with a sad face.
“I wonder what was written in the missing pages… someone ripped them.”
Seeing Ohno so depressed, Nino decided to hug him by surprise to make him feel better. When he passed through the book to wrap himself around the young man, he noticed something strange.
“Hmmmm? There is something strange about this book,” he muttered wrapping his arms around Ohno.
Ohno looked at him surprised and began to inspect the book more carefully. After some moments he noticed a light shape inside the book’s cover, almost imperceptible to the touch.
“There is something here,” he said pointing at one place in the diary’s cover. He took a knife from the kitchen’s drawer and cut the cover carefully.
Inside, they found an old sheet of paper and a small golden key. In the sheet there was a rough drawing of a box with a lock.
“What were these things doing inside the diary?” Nino pondered looking at the golden key intrigued.
“I think I’ve seen this box before,” Ohno murmured with his eyes fixed in the drawing.
Nino looked at him with curiosity. Some seconds later Ohno’s eyes shone with acknowledgement.
“I know it! I know it! It’s the music box that I found when you left me locked inside the secret passage!”
“It’s that so?” Nino answered looking the drawing and trying to remember if he had seen it before. “So maybe we can found the box that appears in the drawing and open it… but what will we find inside?”
Chapter 15
Chapter 16