Innocence's Deception
By: Chi~
GHOST HUNT
Disclaimer: I don't own Ghost Hunt or its characters, as well as the manga, anime, and peculiar Light Novels. If I did, I would have made the Light Novels a bit more romantic, jeez.
A/N:Yes, I know, this title is quite questionable, but this is my first fic, and third idea for a story in Ghost Hunt. I loved the series, I loved the manga and have yet to read the Light Novels, and I just wanted to write something for it. I sort of skipped how Mai and Naru got together though, because from most stories I've read…well. The process of getting those two together are hectic. At least on my part, and being the optimistic person I am…keeping Naru into some of his character is the best I can do. But don't worry, as this story progresses, I will include the scene that started their whole relationship. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter One
Inseperable
The hum of a melody trailed through the air like smoke, lifting and drifting gracefully across the room. A fire in an old chimney warmed the composing room, the flames seeming to dance with the rhythm of the song. The 'creek' of a slowly swinging rocking chair somewhat digs a knife into the peaceful grace of the song, but it wasn't something that ruined it. It seemed to calm the room down tremendously and it created a fleeting love of an old fashioned home.
A woman, young and youthful, continued to rock at her slow pace. Rocking as if it was something systematic, her moves were steady and swift, not pausing a second with her humming. There was a bundle in her arms. It was small, quiet, and wrapped in a soft color of pink that clashed with the young woman's bright blonde hair.
"Are you asleep, little one?" The young woman moved the bundle away from her shoulder, gazing down at the small head that was peeking out of the bundled blanket. Dark black hair poked and fluffed over the forehead of the comatose baby; the young woman smiled brightly and gently moved the hairs away.
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The sun crept over the buildings of the still awakening city, painting the sky with soft colors of purple and pink. Dawn was breaking, which also broke the comatose of both a dark haired boy, and a small girl, who were both tangled in the sheets of the bed they shared. Simultaneously, both sat up, looks of annoyance both on their faces.
"Why are we up so early?" The dark haired boy glanced over to the girl, eyes slightly amused by the similar look she shared with him. The said blue eyes were also shining with amusement at how the girl's hair was poking out in different directions and noted that her crazy locks were covering her eyes almost entirely.
Eyes the color of cinnamon glanced back to blue, both clashing. They communicated out of comprehendible looks they sent to each other, and then, both the girl and boy, distinguished the reason they were in fact awake approximately one hour before they needed to wake up.
"Do you think it has any relevancy to our lives?" The boy muttered before running his hands through his tangled hair, which stuck out less than the girl's.
"I don't know," the girl answered honestly, puffing her crazy hair out of her face the best she could before lying back down, a yawn escaping her lips. Giggling started from them as soon as the boy lied down next to her, his hands dancing over her sides playfully. "St-stop it, N-N-Naru!"
Laughter soon danced through the walls, along with rare chuckles. The sounds of sheets shifting and being moved rang through their ears as the two seemed to wrestle. Before long, the girl was cutely on top of the boy, her small size making her almost seem like a child to him to peering eyes, but never to the eyes of the two with the close bond.
She straddled his hips as she sniffed, tears of laughter blurring her vision and running down her cheeks. His hands wiped them away swiftly with a grin on his face. "Why did you do that? It's not very like you," she said hoarsely, her throat raspy from her laughing.
"'Couldn't help myself," he said softly, before his hand lightly grasped her chin. Their eyes clashed together. "You're too…kawaii."
She laughed loudly from that. "You're so full of it!" It was obvious he was joking. He had just said that she was 'kawaii' with a straight face. It was a mask she knew well, crafted by him, and she knew when he was joking or not…to an extent.
"Mai," his tone stopped her laughing, their eyes communicating once again as silence veiled over them. His eyes shined, and seemed to sparkle as he stared at her, the sun beginning to become more evident as each minute slowly passed by. But they were frozen; heartbeats and each breath slow as if they wanted to stop time at that very moment. If only the world would stop moving around them, and just stop when they wanted.
She leaned forward, breaking the spell that they were in the middle of casting, a spell demanding time to cease, and let his hand that was still under her chin guide her mouth to his. Their mouths brushed, soft and warm against each other. She was mesmerized as much as he was, and didn't even let the fact that he had just pulled her down to where she was completely lying on him.
Face placed in the nape of his neck, her orbs closed as she inhaled the all too familiar scent. A familiar scent only she was allowed to get close to; the only one who was allowed to share moments like those with him.
As he tugged her hair gently, making her lift her head to look at him, she realized he believed the same thing; that they were only meant for each other and no one else.
They shared tender kisses, the two falling deeper into their always burning fire of desire for each other that were deep and sacred in their hearts. The kisses slowly turned heated, seemingly desperate. As if they would never kiss, touch, or even see each other again. It was as if they thought the other would evaporate at any given moment, disappearing from each other's sight and leaving the other alone in the cold dark. The desperation was soon unbearable. Before the two knew it, more like Mai knew it since she was sort of intoxicated by her lover, Naru started to pick at her clothing. Mai didn't need to be clued in twice by her love to sit back up, her hips still straddling his seductively. They needed each other right then and there. And with such a need to relieve their, or at least his 'big situation', Naru began to have some trouble with her clothes because the adrenaline in his veins were ridiculously pumping and pulsing through him at full speed.
Mai let out a small giggle as her boyfriend and lover's hands fought with the large buttons of her pajama top, which was also one of his shirts. It was kinky, really, falling to sleep with her boyfriend, in the same bed, in only her underwear and one of his black shirts. But, of course, he didn't seem to mind such the night before.
Though, nothing as heated as their current events happened the night before. There was only a simple kiss good night before the two merely fell asleep in each other's arms, both exhausted from a regular day of work.
A blush she couldn't control spread up her neck, soon to her face, as she watched her lover's eyes observe his current activity. They were glowing, dangerously, as his hands undid each button down one by one and they seemed to be caressing ever piece of of her skin he made visible. He watched his hands do their job before his depths moved to hers, just when he finished on the bottom, and last, button.
Brown and blue clashed warmly, hearts beating at a fast rate of the same speed, just as his, somewhat shaking, hands glided up to her semi-exposed chest, slowly beginning to slide the shirt off her slim shoulders.
Brown and blue did not leave each other as her major article of clothing was discarded to the ground next to their love bed. Her flushed faceand neck only aroused the boy, along with her evidently exposed breasts and maroon colored lace. The visuals under her neck were things he usually found himself staring at, even when she had clothing, but at the moment, her blushing face only mattered.
He figured the overall reason why her face mattered at such a time as that, was because he was amazed at how she could still blush innocently when they had already done such activities, activities they were about to do at that time, many times before.
Perhaps that was the reason why he loved her. She never ceased to amaze him. Well, not amaze, because, he had to admit, someone like him wouldn't get amazed over anything, but if she could still be so innocent and optimistic after all the 'horrific' cases they had done together, then he figured she was someone special. Perhaps it was her special innocence and honesty that still melted the remains of his heart, he didn't know. But it was evident to him now that such an honest, beautiful, loud, obnoxious, caring, innocent creature loved him for who he was.
He knew that was worth having, and, for once, he thanked God for blessing him with such an angel that was gladly giving him her breath, flesh, love and soul. He, of course, made sure he did the same for her. She was his angel, after all.
After quiet pleasurable events, the two were once again tangled in the sheets which were covering them fitfully and keeping the rays of the almost risen sun, which shined quite fitfully through his window, from their naked bodies. All was peaceful in the room once again after the muffled squeals and moans had penetrated it for what seemed a long time, all before the two participants finally reached their most wanted climax and collapsed out of rapture.
The peace was broken, though, once again, when the two, at the same time (again), woke up. But, this time it was from the innocent alarm clock that was only beginning to ring at the designated time it was programmed to. It was unfortunate that minor objects, such as an alarm clock, did not live because then, it would stop ringing from the deathly glare dark blue eyes were piercing through it.
"Mmhm," a feminine groan sounded as somewhat drooping cinnamon eyes followed the blue eye's path. They didn't glare at the clock though, only distinguished the time. With that, the owner of those spice-colored depths hid their head in the of the blue eye's neck.
"I guess it's time to get up, ne?" The warm breath caressed his skin gracefully.
After flicking the top of the alarm clock to silence it, the boy nuzzled his nose in his lover's bed-headed and sex-ruined hair. He shouldn't be thinking anything, his hair was the same. His lips curled in a somewhat rare smile in the tangled auburn locks and tightened his arms around her small form. She was trapped, comfortably, under him, since after their physical activities together he couldn't seem to stop keeping her excessively close to him.
Sheets partly blocking their view of the room, they moved the cursed sheets off of themselves and let the new sudden breeze of the air conditioner cool their still flushed and heated flesh. They figured that due to the sheet's suffocating haven over them, the air was blocked from them.
"We should take a shower," she muttered, trying to wiggle out of his grasp. His eyes glazed with amusement, and he tightened his hold on her.
"Can't we just cool off for a moment," he asked softly, looking down at her bright depths, pleading to hers. He didn't know why, and it was rare and out of character for him, but he just wanted to lay there with her just a tiny bit longer before a new day of work began.
She was easily defeated, and merely pressed her head back to his chest, closing her eyes as she savored that moment to memory. She would never forget it; would never forget how, at that very moment, they shared the same scent. They had become one once again, she understood, so it was obvious that they would have the same scent after making passionate love to each other. But still, she felt it ultimately symbolized their bond with each other. (Plus, he just had to beg to her. She considered that as a big win!)
He savored the warmth and soft skin she gave him, feeling tremendously at home. That was it; She was his home. The home to his heart, to his body, to his every being. She belonged to him, vise versa for him to her. They had created a home for each other in both of their hearts.
Mine.
Heart throbbing warmly, he grasped her chin in his hand, and kissed her. He watched as she blinked up to him, lips pursed from the kiss and swollen from their still recent love-making. God, she was beautiful.
"I love you," he whispered, before capturing her lips again. She didn't even have to answer back; just participating in his kiss was all he needed.
After both finally got a shower and dressed, as well as cleaned up their room, the two deeply in love teens began to make their breakfast. 'Course, it wasn't a complete breakfast teens of their age should be getting; the two thought cereal was a perfect breakfast meal. And over their preparation for their "complete" breakfast, they began to recall the minor conversation they had tried to have before their…heated tasks together earlier that morning.
"Okay, now, about that dream this morning," Naru mused out loud as he poured himself cereal. He then gestured the box to Mai, getting her attention. "That was…"
"Unexpected," Mai answered for him, taking the box from him. "And not only was it unexpected…" she trailed as she poured cereal for herself as well and waited for him to pass the milk to her.
"We had the same one," he answered for her this time, passing the carton of milk to her after he poured a simple, small splash on his cereal. With that, he sat down next to her at the table. He watched her nod as she commenced in drowning her cereal.
"And before we," she cleared her throat during her pause out of uncontrollable embarrassment, which made him smirk, "yeah…we didn't discuss the meaning when it was still there in our memory." She gave him a side-long glare. "Seriously, you knew that since we dreamt the same dream that it would have some value of discussion. But you just had to start tickling me-!"
A light cough stopped both her blabbering and his smirking, making them both turn to see just who had interrupted her. Lin stood there, looking at them both tiredly and morbidly irritated. Mai stared back at him, seeming to slowly read the older man's eyes before blushing and looking away, and Naru merely smirked back at his guardian.
"Try to keep it down next time," Lin said softly before he walked out the kitchen. Mai buried her face in her hands and groaned. Naru commenced with taking semi-dry bites of cereal; he didn't care if he heard.
"Love, he lives in the same apartment," he looked at her with an incredulous look, "and his room is right next to ours. I think it's obvious that he would hear." He chuckled when she groaned again.
"Naru~," she dragged childishly, "still. It's embarrassing!"
He rolled his eyes before bringing up the topic they had been discussing before Lin had come in and interrupted. "I can still remember it." This forced her to get back to their conversation before as well.
She let out a breath as she moved her hands away from her face. She blinked, eyes slightly saddened. "I don't...only bits and pieces."
"Overall, I think it does have some value, since we most likely had the same dream. It must have something to do with…" he pondered on it momentarily. "…I don't know, maybe another case? The dream was harmless, yes…but still…"
"You have that feeling too?" She looked at him.
"That there's something more to the dream?" He nodded after he said that. "Yes."
She let out a breath through her nose, leaning back in her chair and stared down at her cereal that was starting to slowly get soggy. "I guess we'll just have to see how today goes."
"Yes," he answered, pushed his half-eaten bowl of cereal away from himself and began to stand up. His eyes and face returned to its usual seriousness. Something told him that he, as well as Mai, would have to keep themselves alert for what was approaching. "It's certain though. A new case is coming. And it will be unavoidable."
1:43 P.M.
Throughout the day, both Naru and Mai lightly tensed every time the door of the SPR office opened. It wasn't as though they were just waiting for something consisting of a mad man/woman with a functioning chainsaw to barge in and cause unexpected havoc, but due to the fact that they both had the same exact dream, their imagination got the best of them during their alertness.
Surprisingly, though, nothing really happened. The SPR's comrades visited for a short while, but over all, it was a usual day of paperwork and filing, as well as a few lover's quarrels and many pecks on the lips when the two had privacy (Lin never came out of his office). The world went round like any other day, and she still had to make the tea.
Mai sighed fitfully as she noticed she was actually almost done with the paperwork Naru had bundled on her desk earlier that morning after they arrived at the office. She didn't really mind that she still had work to do, even though she was currently in a serious relationship with her boss. She knew damn and good well that he was not going to go any easier on her than he had before, and besides…since when did paperwork and filing ever hurt? In fact, she loved the fact that nothing changed during their life at the office despite their relationship.
She could still remember the day when it happened; their new relationship's birth. It was somewhat unexpected. It was only the middle of the day, as it was now, and she had been harmlessly bringing her boss his tea. And then she tripped stupidly, which resulted in them both getting soaked in hot tea. And then the moments they shared in the bathroom after that…
And then, in his office.
She slightly moved her eyes up from her paperwork to his office, which had it's door open for clear view. She was sneaking a peek at her lover, which she had been doing all day from her desk, and he still hadn't seemed to notice. It was quite funny how the "oh-so-alert" Naru couldn't actually notice when his lover was staring at him. He was truly ambiguous to her secretive looks. Really, it surprised her. Most of the time he seemed like he had some sixth sense or something.
She recalled the time when she had tried to sneak up on him, when they had first started dating, carefully tiptoeing up to his seemingly sleeping form on her couch, after their date, and then was suddenly pinned to the floor in a flash. She didn't know how, but he just knew and had pounced on her. It was probably the second time they had made love together, but still, it freaked her out.
Shaking the comical memory out of her thoughts, she observed her ambiguous boss slash boyfriend from her seat. He seemed to be concentrating on something thoroughly on his computer screen, tapping away on his keyboard. She had to stop herself from tilting her head out of admiration for his face, because it seemed so engrossed and blank, she practically wanted to pounce on him right then and there. But he was concentrating on something, so she couldn't do such a thing. It would give her a very pissed Naru, and she didn't want him to be mad at her.
She looked down at her paperwork, thinking firmly to herself that she seriously needed to get it done and keep her mind off her lover for a while. That was how she knew she needed to be, and how Naru wanted it to be. There was a reason why their desks were so far apart. The fact why her desk was in a position that was visible to his office, vise versa to hers from his, was a mystery.
Wait…
A loud sound of a slap made Naru jump slightly in his desk, his eyes quickly shooting over to his assistant and girlfriend. Then he blinked, asking himself the obvious question, why did Mai just smack her forehead?
He watched as his lover muttered a few words to herself, her tone seeming sharp, and how she began to rub at the skin she had just smacked. "Mai..?"
Her eyes shot up to his, bright and surprised. Then a blush painted her cheeks. "Nothing!"
He blinked before furrowing his brows. "So, you smack yourself silly when there's moderately nothing happening?" He asked this slowly, picking his words carefully since he was truly (though, not helplessly) clueless. In the back of his mind, he knew Mai had probably thought of something that was either a 'news flash' for her, or she just had a bug on her face. Either way, he knew she would slap herself silly without even thinking in those two situations.
"No, no," she let out a shaky breath, her blush getting darker. "It-it's nothing, okay?"
Frowning, he merely turned his eyes back to his computer screen. That was a waste of his time. It was most likely a bug. Girls and bugs, he mentally sighed to himself, recalling his childhood which consisted of him spending most of his time observing bugs. No need to slap yourself, idiot.
He put my desk in front of his office to stare at me. She had repeated this in her mind many times, even after he stopped his questioning. She couldn't help it. He had been marveling over her for the past two years she had been working for him, always sneaking peeks at her as she worked and she had never noticed it. I'm seeing circles…
"U-uhm…"
Mai jumped in her seat hurtfully, banging her leg into her desk out of surprise. Confused deeply, Mai swished her head to the front door to the office, noticing a redheaded woman standing there, giving her a close look. Then her head turned to Naru, who had suddenly appeared in front of her desk in a flash, and saw that he was staring back at the woman.
"Mai, why don't you make some tea," he secretly commanded without looking at her. She complied immediately, lightly limping on the knee she had accidentally bumped under her desk. As she poured water into the tea kettle, she commenced with her usual eavesdropping, ignoring her nagging mind that Naru was going to scold her for hurting herself in the most stupid way possible later on.
"What may SPR be of assistance to you, ma'am?" Mai had to lightly hold back her giggle from Naru's tone of voice. He's obviously pissed at how I reacted to her sudden appearance. She sighed to herself before stepped a bit away from the stove to observe her red knee, seeing how it threatened to bruise. He seriously spoils me sometimes. It's been six months since we started this serious relationship, and he just can't seem to handle me getting hurt anymore. It's almost as if he doesn't want a new case, because in each one…I end up getting hurt or into trouble…
"Yes, I'm here to discuss the events that have been occurring in the home I just inherited…" she heard the woman trail her sentence and Mai figured the woman had finally noticed the edge in Naru's voice. She bit back a heated chide towards him. She would do that later.
"I see. Please make yourself comfortable in the seating area as I get my assistant," Mai bit back a curse as she heard him excuse himself. Here we go!
She didn't lift her head as he boss entered the kitchen, not even looking up to see his annoyed face that was directed at her. They stood in silence for few moments, both about a yard or two apart as she stood at the stove, him at the entrance. She was about to mutter something to him, until she heard him begin to step over to her, slowly and carefully. She knew he was silently making fun of her for being so jumpy a few moments before as well as formulating his chides for her because of her ridiculous jumpiness.
"Darling," she bit her lip, blushing at yet another word from his 'affectionate dictionary' he had, thoroughly hidden in his mind. That's what she called it, because she was usually bombarded with different words of affection from him. Of course, when she'd try to get one out of him by herself, she never got anything back except the usual smirk from after she'd lost patience and would start fuming towards him. She soon learned that she should just be glad that Naru would even bring up the decency to call her such cheesy, and heart-melting, to her, words.
"What's wrong," he asked, breaking her out of her musing over his almost frequent affectionate habits that were fully directed to her.
"S-she just surprised me is all," Mai answered back softly, feeling his gaze explore her body language. She lightly shivered from his stare. Always, his eyes had such an affect on her at the most worst of moments. She stood there, in front of the stove like stone, dropping her early musing and focusing her mind on their current situation.
"I will say so myself," he paused, not forcing her to turn her stubborn self to look up at him directly, "Her entrance was quite…unforeseen."
Mai nodded to that. Another silent moment passed.
"You didn't have to practically hurt yourself because of it." Mai shot her head towards his, eyes bright. She was about to retort when she noticed the semi-concerned, yet fully tender look he had on his face. She quickly turned away, another blush starting to cover her face again.
"It's just a bruise Naru," she reasoned, "lay off." She lightly felt a sting in her heart, as if she knew that at that moment, his eyes had turned hard.
She heard him scoff before she felt his hands on her shoulders, gently turning her towards him. She immediately bowed her head after he positioned her directly in front of himself, unable to look up at him. She didn't, not until he finally cupped either side of her face and made her look up at him.
I wish I wasn't such a worry to him sometimes.
Hard, yet warmly staring down into her spicy depths, he sighed as he leaned forward, their foreheads soon touching. She stared into his, slightly surprised at the warmth his blue orbs displayed to her. Their hair colors clashed against each other vibrantly, as if a clash between fire and ice.
"Don't you get it yet? I can't handle you getting hurt, even to the slightest," he muttered. "It drives me crazy."
"I know," she puffed out, her cheeks lightly puffing in a pout. "That's why I want you to lay off."
"Oh?" She heard the light chuckle in his voice. "So you can go into a monstrous panic about my well-being, but I can't?"
"Who's the most annoying at it?" She countered before slapping herself in her mind, am I really that much of an idiot?
"You are." She felt disgusted by the deep snicker that she knew was trying it's best to sound out of his throat as he said those two words.
"Be quiet," she hissed. He snickered, his struggle to keep it in lost, and leaned back to grasp her chin in his hand. Their lips brushed against each others before he finally released her from his invisible grasp and became serious.
Eyes lightly narrowing, he looked down at her. "I guess we were right." His tall, confident and business like intellect spelt out, It's time for business, not for 'lovey-dovey nonsense. Though, she noticed that his tone said other wise, as in, 'Though, some nonsense does cause a good turn-on.'
Such a perverted boy, her inner-self smirked. Mai scolded herself, not wanting a blush to at such a wrong time. Ugh, I guess I just can't help myself anymore. We've already done it at least over ten times by now.
"Yes," she breathed, getting over their recent events before turning serious herself. Mind in the game Mai, she thought to herself, staring back at Naru. They lightly nodded to each other, thinking the same thing (which they had been doing a lot lately). It was all falling into place, and they knew that even if their current knowledge on this new case may seem innocent, it would get sinister. Their hearts just knew it, in fact, so it was a one-hundred-percent rightfully intuitive prediction reached amongst them in quiet agreement.
"…it's weird," she pondered. "It's never happened before; for me, overall. We had the same dream…"
He nodded, a similar thoughtful look on his face. Before he left, he lightly ran his hand through her hair, a random affectionate gesture before leaving her to take care of the tea.
She watched, staring at the doorway of the kitchen even when he was out of view. She figured that the reason why he did such a gesture was because he felt the knots that were tightening in her heart; her intuitive knots. He wanted to calm me down, she felt her heart beating with a love-ache. But her mind didn't stay on the subject too long. Even her love for Naru couldn't stop the worry that was weaving its self together inside her; a weaving concern he had wanted to stop in some way, hence him running his hand gingerly through her hair as he left.
Do I really want to know what this dream unfolds? She bit her lip as the tea kettle began to whistle, causing her to unconsciously turn off the stove and commence with the tea. Naru's probably thinking the same thing…
After serving the tea to her waiting boss and guest, she planted herself next to her boss, clipboard in hand since she had made a quick detour to her desk before serving the tea. Looking at the clock hanging on the wall nearest to them, she wrote down the time.
1:59
The couple commenced in paying undivided attention to the red-headed woman, secretively hoping that the woman's information would help clear the fog the dream had created for them. Even a little snip of fact would clear up the dense cloud that impaired their ability to contemplate on what the dream meant. After all, the dream did seem innocent enough to have no flaw or clue.
Hope you like it. I know, most of this chapter was all about introducing Naru and Mai's relationship and stuff. It also started some suspicion about the plot which I hope you all are pondering over right now. Thank you for reading, and I would love it if you would review. I want to know if I should even try with making fan fiction for Ghost Hunt.
