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Ghost Hunt

Chapter One

Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to Ghost Hunt.


She let out a drawn out sigh and pulled off her glasses with one hand, the other continuing to type. Setting them down on the desk, she returned her other hand to the keyboard, fingers flying. Click, exit, new tab, click, type, click…pause. A plucked eyebrow rose in curiosity, torso leaning forward, eyes staring at the text. The screen of the small netbook showed an online business card on a classified ad website.

A smile tugged at the corners of the girl's lips as she read the description. Leaning back in her seat, she took a long swig of her iced tea and eyed the netbook.

"Shibuya Psychic Research Center…? Interesting."


As per usual, the streets of Shibuya district were packed. It seemed like a fight to get three feet, so it was obvious why she almost cried in relief as she reached the address of this 'SPR' and went inside the building, wandering the halls until she happened upon the correct office space. She spared a second to straighten out her clothes and hair, sucking in air to calm her slightly out of breath gasps. Finally calm, she pulled open the door, hearing a bell signal as she stepped over the threshold.

A warm cinnamon vanilla scent instantly battered her nose as the door closed and she had to suppress the urge to cringe. She could almost feel a headache and could feel a slight tightening of her chest. Scented candles threw her senses for a trip and literally fired up her asthmatic symptoms. Frowning slightly at the fact that she had no clue where her inhaler was, she almost missed a particularly loud greeting while pondering how forgetful she was.

Snapping out of it, she looked up to see a teenage girl standing up to greet her, a broad smile on her face.

"Welcome! Do you have an appointment?" The girl who seemed to be an assistant inquired, offering her a seat.

"Yes, with Shibuya-sama." She confirmed as she sat down on one of the armchairs, noting that it seemed to be real leather and was cool against her skin.

"Okay! I will go let him know you are here. Would you like some tea?"

"Yes, I take my tea black, thank you."

"I will be right back!"

As soon as the girl was out of her view, she cringed at the bubbly attitude of her. Honestly, how could one be so happy? Perhaps it was just a front for a customer, but she had a distinct feeling that it wasn't. Examining her surroundings, she figured that Ms. Bubbly's name was actually Taniyama Mai, judging by the cutely written name on a folded piece of paper that was propped up on the desk. Obviously, the assistant had a lot of time on her hands.

Sweeping her gaze over the rest of the room; the cool toned walls, the modern interior decoration, the bookcases, the two closed doors and a doorway that appeared to lead to a kitchen-wait, both doors appeared to open at the same time.

Two men appeared in both doorways, both studying her briefly before striding over to the sitting area. One was unbelievably tall, dark, handsome, appeared to be in his twenties, and his face was half covered by a fringe bang-she likened him to one of those pop boy singers, though his face screamed that he wouldn't be caught dead piping out a note. He sat in the farthest chair from her, a laptop balanced on his knees as he typed furiously. The other was obviously still in his teens by her standards, with trimmed yet slightly fringy black hair and an immensely handsome face. Pity, she had experience that told her he'd probably be an ass. The attractive ones always seemed to be.

He sat in the armchair directly in front of her and his face screamed business. Stiffening her backbone at the hostile aura that seemed to roll off of him in waves, she took steadying breaths and stared back at him. It was completely and utterly silent for a moment until the assistant came traipsing back in the room, setting the tea tray on the coffee table doily. After passing out cups of liquid to their respective drinkers, she sat down on the end of one of the couches, watching eagerly.

"You are Werner Xenia, correct?" It seemed more like a statement than a question, but she nodded anyway, slightly impressed at his excellent pronunciation of her name. This must be Shibuya-sama. "The resume faxed over and your references cleared. I am impressed."

"What? Resume? She's here for an interview and not a case!" The assistant seemed to come to the sudden realization and had rudely interrupted her boss, who shot her a scathing glare that shut her up. She had gone red in the face and was now staring intently at her hands folded in her lap. You could just see the cogs in her mind turning. Why was he looking to hire someone?

"As I was saying, your abilities are quite impressive. ESP, scrying, Biofield energy healing; I have been told that you have shown excellent results thus far. Dr. Schmidt highly recommended that I hire you."

Judging by the look that was now on Taniyama's face, Xenia felt as if she should feel honored at the compliments toward her abilities. Frankly, she probably would have if she truly knew how sparing they actually were.

"Therefore I am granting you a test period where I myself shall assess your usefulness." Xenia smiled politely, not minding that she hadn't even had to put a word in to fight her case of why she should land the job. Her file seemed to have snagged his attention and she would just have to ride out whatever he was going to throw at her.

He stood abruptly, looking down at her blandly and she had a feeling that he felt she was beneath him in every way possible (especially in intelligence stand point). "Werner-san, we will be executing our next case within three days. Be here at 14:00 sharp. If you have any questions, feel free to ask Mai." And with that, he and Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome disappeared back into their respective offices.

Blinking a few times before turning to look at his assistant, she set down her empty cup on the tray and stood up. Walking the few strides over to the now standing girl, she offered her hand politely.

"Hello! My name is Werner Xenia. "She greeted in a friendly tone as they shook hands quickly.

"I'm Taniyama Mai! You can call me Mai! Nice to meet you, Werner-san!" The sixteen year old obviously struggled and stumbled over the name, pronouncing it as, 'Ferner' as it had sounded when Shibuya Kazuya had said it quickly.

"Werner." Xenia helped her, smiling as the girl struggled with it again.

"I'm sorry!" Mai cried as she got it wrong for the fifth time. "Can you write it out for me?"

"Sure." She was offered a notepad and a pink pen with a teddy bear cap on top. Ignoring the cuteness, Xenia spelled it out in romaji. The brown haired girl said it wrong again since Xenia spelled it with a 'w.'

"Sorry, the 'w' is pronounced as a 'v.'" She explained gingerly to the now embarrassed girl.

"F-fern…V…Werner?"

"Yes, exactly!"

"Yay!" Mai exclaimed happily, giggling as the broad smile returned to her face. "What ethnicity is that, Werner-san?"

"German."

"Oh…but you're…-"

"-Asian, I know. I was adopted when I was a year old by a German couple, hence the name. My true father is Chinese, and my true mother is Japanese. "

Xenia swore that she saw Mai's gaze flicker over to the door that the tall dude went into before they focused back onto her.

"Oh, I see! You speak Japanese very well though. Why are you here now? Why is Naru-"At my confused look at this name, she hastily corrected herself. "I mean, Shibuya-san, hiring you? Not that I think it's a bad thing! I just didn't know we were looking for more help."

Xenia grinned at Mai, straight teeth flashing brightly. "All in good time, Mai-san. Now, about this case…what do I have to bring and what should I expect?"