Playing Doctor || yoshiki-kishinuma-kun

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With a haunting chuckle under his breath, he slowly sat back up on the bed and re-adjusted his glasses, feeling just how warm his face felt right now. This wasn’t the time or place for any of this and of course he knew this was wrong... yet he was shaking in anticipation.

“Come on, Shinozaki... Now’s no time to play hide and seek... Don’t you want to get out of here and reunite with your precious Mochida-kun? We all know just how much you just wanna to screw him, you’re making it too obvious.”

His mocking voice echoed out into the halls as he slowly walked towards the sound of her voice. As his eyes slowly adapted to the dark, he stared down at her and at that less than ideal nurse’s outfit she was wearing. He also spotted that empty syringe.

“Hehe... You poor little thing... It’s a shame Mochida-kun isn’t here right now to see you like this... He’s so ignorant... But you’re also at fault for being so indirect with your approach towards him, you even let Nakashima just push you aside with little too no effort... You’re pathetic. You’re supposed to be the class’s representative.”

His hands reached on either sides of her, resting along the wall. Telling her all of this felt strangely satisfying, he wasn’t going to deny that, but it felt as if a third party was involved, as if something was escorting these thoughts out of his mind.

“Why don’t you just give up already? It’s your fault we’re stuck in here so you ought to suck it up and accept your punishment... You deserve every second you spend in this hellhole. Oh, but don’t worry. I’ll stick around to keep you company... for now.”

He whispered to her as his right arm inched closer to her, the back of his hand brushed along her cheek momentarily.

Playing Doctor || yoshiki-kishinuma-kun

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“Sh-... Shit, she’s cute.”

He thought to himself, this wasn’t the time or place to start hitting on her but he couldn’t help but admire even the flustered and annoyed look on her face.

“Wait, you too? I just came here in hopes of finding my uniform in here, since this is a doctor’s outfit and all...” then it hit him, she was wearing a nurse’s outfit and he was wearing a doctor’s... Was someone trying to set them up? Perhaps the ones behind it were looking for a show, it would be a bad idea to disappoint the spirits, at least, that’s what his excuse was for what he was about to do.

“Hey nurse! I thought i told you to report to me immediately after you had checked up on the patients for tonight, why are you hiding from me? You do realize that disobeying a doctor is a punishable offense.“ he spoke in a deeper tone than usual and blew out the candles as he finished his little spiel, the candle that barely lit the room in the first place. He had a mischievous grin plastered across his face as he attempted to lay down next to her on the bed.

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Playing Doctor || yoshiki-kishinuma-kun

Ayumi slowly opened her eyes and before her was just darkness. But her eyes adjusted to the room quickly, and a candle was burning slowly in the far corner of the room, but it was nearly out. The wax spilled over the small plate underneath it, hardened already.

The bed underneath her was dusty and wrinkled, and Ayumi didn’t want to be in it any longer. She sat up quickly, and doing so she noticed that she was no longer in her school uniform, but in a nurse’s costume–a short nurse’s costume.

If she stood up, it would barely protect her panties from sight! She blushed at the thought of someone, or anyone, seeing them. She swung her legs over the side of the bed where they dangled just an inch above the floor, and then she slowly tested her legs. She was sturdy enough to walk. 

But how did she end up here? She vaguely remembered a snake-like creature attacking her and… Kishinuma-kun. Where was he? She looked around the infirmary–so that’s where I am–frantically, in search of her classmate. She wasn’t very thrilled to have him at her side, but he was better company than just herself. 

Oh no! What if he saw her panties under her skirt? Ayumi thought she would rather die than let that ever happen! She quickly jumped up onto the dusty mattress against and scooted back against the wall. At least this way, she would be shielded from anyone who might enter, but only for a little while. Ayumi kept her legs closed, there was no use struggling to pull the costume down any lower. If she did that, her chest would show next!

From outside of the infirmary, she could hear shuffling moving towards the door. It was too quick to be a monster, too loud to be a ghost, and too slow to be a panicking victim. Who was it then? Ayumi held her breath, hoping they would not enter the room. 

Yoshiki somewhat hastily walked towards the infirmary, still feeling a little lightheaded from earlier. He could hardly even remember much aside from being with Shinozaki earlier. In the very next moment, he woke up sprawled in the corner of the hallway in a doctor’s outfit, complete with a stethoscope, a couple of syringes filled with some strange fluid and even a surgical face mask.

It seemed logical enough that whoever pulled this annoying prank on him would’ve left his clothes in the infirmary, hopefully. Maybe this prankster was still in the infirmary and as long as they weren’t some horribly deformed monster or a ghost, he was ready to give them quite the beating. This whole situation still seemed so surreal, everything up until this point had felt like a dream.

He quietly opened the doors to the infirmary and just as quietly closed them as he stepped inside and tossed all the useless doctor equipment to the ground.

“I swear, if i get another crack at this guy...” he mumbled to himself as he looked around the room briefly, it took him a moment to even notice the figure on the bed, was that the class rep?

“Uh... Shinozaki? Is that you...? Wh-What are you wearing?” the tone of his voice suggested a mild sense of disgust on his part but it did have a hint of curiosity in there. Ayumi had some good looking thighs and although he did sneak a peek at them every once in a while, he had never seen them this close and her outfit wasn’t hiding them very effectively.

Voodoo || yoshiki-kishinuma-kun

There was a huge swell of satisfaction in Ayumi as Yoshiki fell to the floor, desperately scratching at his throat. If she kept it up, maybe she could get him to rip his throat out. She giggled aloud at the thought, but he was already on his knees, panting. The doll’s neck, as expected, had gone limp in her hands. 

While he desperately attempted to breathe properly again, Ayumi looked around the room for a sharp object. Just a small prick would be enough to drive him insane if she poked him in the right spot enough times. But she wanted to see blood. 

Ayumi finally found a rusted nail that was sticking up out of one of the floorboards. Her small fingers plucked it right from its hole, and then she was observing it. 

“Perfect,” she said aloud, turning to face Yoshiki again. She pulled the doll’s limp arms above its head, holding them together before quickly shoving the nail through them. She pricked herself in the process, but ignored the blood it drew from her finger. It was a dark red, but almost black colored liquid. 

“I would pin your legs down too, but I want to see how much damage you can do to yourself,” she said. The look on her face was one of pure sadism. 

He gasped in desperation for air, after such a harsh treatment, his throat could barely even accept the air it was being given. He watched in vain as she pulled a rusty nail out of the floorboards in front of him. The sudden shift in her facial expression as she spotted the nail didn’t comfort him either.

“Y-you can’t be serious... Why are you doing this?!” he froze as he watched her adjust the arms of the voodoo dull and stab it’s arms simultaneously. He felt an odd sensation in his hands, they felt heavier than usual. It took a couple of seconds for him to even feel the pain and notice the gaping holes in his hands. His hands were shaking vigorously under this invisible weight on top of them.

“AAAAGH! Ghh... What the hell is wrong with you!?! Make it stop, make it stop!” he continued to scream out in terror as he attempted to get up multiple times, but it just made his pain much worse. His blood continued to gather up in front of him, at this rate, he’d end up drowning himself in a puddle of his own blood in a matter of minutes.

He was so close to reaching her and her cursed doll. It was frustrating to know just how close he was to getting rid of all of this, yet it was out of his grasp.

Voodoo || yoshiki-kishinuma-kun

Ayumi grimaced slightly at his firm grip on her wrist, but it only angered the entity inside of her. She pulled back roughly out of his grip and this time, the smile had wiped off of her features.

“I can break your wrists with this!”  she threatened, narrowing her eyes at him. But a new idea had formed in her mind just then. Sure, pain could make even the toughest of men beg for relief, but nothing was scarier than being unable to breathe.

With a wicked grin, she squeezed the voodoo doll’s neck roughly; so roughly she was sure that when she let it go, its neck would go limp. At first, she was hesitant, afraid that it wouldn’t work, but soon after, she felt more empowered and Yoshiki was at her mercy.

“What’s wrong, Kishinuma-kun?” her voice was sickly and deceptively sweet. She releases the doll’s neck before Kishinuma can even pass out, but he was most likely drained enough now that moving would no longer be a simple task. 

He hastily took a couple of steps away from her as she got out of his grip. Could she really harm him with that doll of hers? Even if it wasn’t true, the fact that she was so faithful and eager to give it a try was bad enough as is.

“What the hell’s gotten into you?! Cut it ou-glrk!” the boy grasped for his neck, feeling as if he was being choked. He pulled at neck, his nails digging into his skin slightly, as if trying to pull away the non-existent entity that had gripped on to his neck.

But it felt as if his own skin and flesh were preforming a mutiny on his throat, closing up his lungs and threatening to break his neck with the force. He stared back at the doll in Ayumi’s hands and noticed the grip she held on the doll’s neck. Now that he was observing her, he noticed how he felt every little move from her finger as it dug into his neck.

“Shino... Ghh... Put the... doll...” managing to even form a sentence was struggle, he was wasting his breath, trying to reason with her in this state. He started inching himself closer to her, in slow and heavy steps, it didn’t take long for him to fall to his knees.

And just when he thought he was about to pass out, he felt a rush of air flow back into his lungs, something that he had taken for granted for as long as he could remember. He coughed and continued to desperately breathe in air on the verge of consciousness.

Perhaps it would’ve been better if he had just passed out, but it didn’t seem like she was going to let him, as she stood before him with that disgusting, inhumane and wicked look on her face.

Imagine Yoshiki becoming a vegetarian or a vegan after the wrong end where he eats Ayumi; assuming he made it out alive after that.

Ow.

“W-well, it’s not that i blame her, not at all… I mean, she’s the class rep and i’m not exactly the most diligent student in the class. I barely even do enough to pass by. If the teachers or other any of the other students saw us together or something, that might just affect her reputation in school overall, i don’t want that. Plus, i’m sure her parents would be a little skeptical about me… And besides, she doesn’t seem to like me anyway but uh… we’re okay classmates.”

I don’t get it.. I think you are a good guy. Yeah maybe you do bad things sometimes, but you protect that you love and you are kind and yeah..

Aaaaw but I just wanna make you happy.

“Miki, you worry too much about me... I’ll be fine, i’m happy at school for once. The class isn’t completely filled with a bunch of assholes this year.”

Oh so she don’t like you huh?

Don’t worry I’ll make sure she will like you!!!!

“W-well, it’s not that i blame her, not at all... I mean, she’s the class rep and i’m not exactly the most diligent student in the class. I barely even do enough to pass by. If the teachers or other any of the other students saw us together or something, that might just affect her reputation in school overall, i don’t want that. Plus, i’m sure her parents would be a little skeptical about me... And besides, she doesn’t seem to like me anyway but uh... we’re okay classmates.”

Voodoo || yoshiki-kishinuma-kun

Ayumi’s smile was a wicked one as she glanced over Kishinuma who stood before her. She took in the look on his face with the utmost amusement.

“Do you know what this is?” she giggled in a sinister way. There were no significant features to the object in her hand. Only two ebony buttons for eyes and loose stitches in the shape of a mouth, sown shut as if it could have spoken once before.

She didn’t wait for Kishinuma’s response, however, as she said, “You thought right. I can tell by the look on your face; it’s a voodoo doll,” she smiled, as though she were happy about something so innocent, not about something so wicked…

“I’m so bored here,” she whimpered next, and it didn’t sound like Ayumi at all. It sounded like someone entirely different, but just by looking at her, she looked relatively normal. Heavenly Host was haunted, obviously, but if you died you were there for eternity. The ghosts easily possessed people like Ayumi, and they were angry and bored souls. 

“I want to see all the things I can do with this,” she said, leaning closer to Yoshiki now as she continued, “…And I’m going to use you to find out!”

Yoshiki’s eyes glanced towards the doll in her hand, right after being startled by the terrifying grin on her face. This wasn’t good, she had been acting kind of strange ever since they started wandering around this place but he didn’t think it would drive her this mad.

Under normal circumstances, he would’ve just raised an eyebrow at the voodoo doll, of course those things don’t actually work... But this was an exception, he wasn’t about to take any chances in this wretched place.

“Knock it off, Shinozaki! You’re freaking me out!” he pulled away from her and aggressively grabbed her arm tightly, the one holding the voodoo doll. Just staring at it made him feel uneasy and Shinozaki was in no state to handle something so ominous. Where did she even get it in the first place?