Author Note: Hello everyone c: Been a while since I uploaded, and I figured I may as well try something new! Just finished Ghost Hunt, got way too attached to Naru, and then was FURIOUS with the ending... My ships... So here is the result of that. Please review with constructive criticism if you have any- I'm always open to improving!

OH! Before you start reading- this takes place AFTER THE END OF THE GHOST HUNT MANGA. Which means if you want this to make more sense/don't want bits and pieces spoiled, go read that and come back later. Okay I love you all enjoy!

Disclaimer- I don't own anyone in this story but Emma.

Emma Nightingale sat at her table, tapping her pen against her leg. The students sitting directly next to her in the lecture hall were starting to cast sideways glances at her, obviously annoyed. Emma, however, didn't seem to care at all. Her focus was on a boy across the room from her who had transferred into her school a little over two weeks ago. He, of course, was tall, dark, handsome, and quiet. And he looked strangely- sad. Emma gazed at the boy intently, trying to figure him out just from his image, but he gave her no clues. Who was he? His transfer had been hushed, it was like he had just appeared one day.

"All right, dismissed."

Emma stood and shoved her things in her bag, if she was quick she might be able to catch him before his next class.

"Em, slow down!"

"Where ya going Emma?"

"Seraph, hold up would you?

Emma turned around at the sound of her nickname, but she didn't stop jogging.

"I've got to take care of something, I'll meet you guys in the cafeteria. See ya!" And with that she darted out the door.

"Hey you!" Em called over the crowd. "Mysterious transfer student, wait up man!"

The boy swung around when he realized he was being talked to. Emma almost stopped, he was glaring daggers, it was a little spooky. 'Whatever' She thought, 'I am going to figure you out.'

"Hi," Emma smiled warmly as she approached the boy. "I'm Emma, I'm in your biology class."

"Do you need something?"

'Wow, what an ice king.' "Yeah, actually. Professor Oak asked me after class on Monday to switch lab partners since you had just transferred in. So, hi, I'm your new lab partner. My name is Emma but you can call me Em if you want." Emma stuck her hand out for him to shake. He didn't seem interested at all. In fact, he muttered something and started to walk away. 'Shoot,' Emma bit her lip nervously. 'He's leaving. What can I say?'

"You can also call me Seraph if you like." She blurted out. 'What? Why would I say that?' All the same, he turned back to face her.

"Seraph? That's kind of a strange nickname." His piercing eyes seemed to look through her, no that wasn't right, they were looking down on her. She was going to have to set this this boy straight.

"Um, yeah. My friends kind of assigned it to me. I don't really like it, but it seems to be the nicknames you don't like that always stick, huh? Haha." She paused. "Okay, now you've got me at a disadvantage."

"How so?"

"Well, you know every name I'm called by, and I don't even know your first name. That's not really fair, now is it?"

"My name is Kazuya Shibuya, now if you'll excuse me-"

"Kazuya Shibuya, huh? Well Kazuya, do you have a nickname? If we're going to be lab partners I should have a nickname for you." Emma laughed to herself a little, Mr. Ice Prince actually looked a little taken aback.

Kazuya paused, as if deep in thought.

"Hey if you don't want to tell me that's oka-"

"Naru." The boy said, with what seemed to be a hint of a smug smile on his face.

"Alright, Naru then. Pleasure to meet you Naru."

All at once his cold demeanor returned. Was it even worse than before?

"I have to go." And Naru whipped around and disappeared into the crowd.

"See you in class on Friday..!" Em called out, knowing he was already gone. 'Geez, did I do something?'

"Aaagh. My lab partner is an enigma!" Emma shouted aloud, drawing stares from those around her.

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'Naru? What the hell was I thinking?' Naru cursed himself as he stalked away from the girl. 'Why would I tell her that?' But he knew why, it was because she reminded him of her. Of Mai. 'Damn.' There it was again, that pang of emotion that felt unfamiliar. He cursed himself again and thought it over for the thousandth time. Of course Mai liked Gene. Of course she did. This was Gene he was talking about. Everyone liked Gene better. And now what was he doing, trying to replace her? That was stupid. Maybe she had the same hair color, and her smile was reminiscent of the one he had grown accustomed to, but she was not Mai. She was his lab partner for advanced biology, her name was Emma, and she didn't matter.