Hey all my lovelys! I am so so so so sorry for not having posted ANYTHING over the last couple of months I had to finish up with things and stuff and shit but I have a bit of free time now so I've been doing some roleplay with a friend of mine and I decided to start making it a fanfic. So this a Gilbert x Romano kinda thing and I rp as Gilbert while my friend rps as Roma.

-EN^u^JOY-

The Mayor of the small town pinched the bridge of his nose as he listened work party that month rant to him about some ghost haunting the house on the hill or something like that and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Fine fine I'll have some check it out so you can get back to work."

He shooed the man away and sighed a little as he leaned back in his chair. "Man...so much work…." He muttered. "All for some stupid house on the outskirts of town..."

He turned to his laptop and started doing a little research.

After a couple hours he finally found someone who checked out to be pretty legit and sent him an e-mail including the name of the town and state, a home address and a request that he please come and stay in this house for a few days and get to hopefully get everyone over the silly rumors of a haunted house.

"And now all I can do is wait…."

Three Days Later…

There on the outskirts of a mid sized town there sat a lovely two story old victorian house. Complete with an attic and basement as well as a wrap around porch. It was always fully furnished and if any passers by saw it they would have would often wonder why no one lived there. Surely someone would be proud to call it theirs.

The locals knew better though. They knew about the demon that resided in the halls of that house. They heard the stories from others who have tried to live there. Things would fly and smash against the wall. People would be hit and pushed. No one dared go near the house. Not even the workers who had been to remodel it.

Except for the fact that the demon there was not actually. Just a spirit who's grief had turned to anger and hatred. For he could not step foot outside the house and he could not move on to the afterlife. It was like a barrier that had him trapped here. He could only sit there in the house crying and pleading with words that no one could hear. Reaching out desperate hands for help that no one could see. He had started moving

small things and knocking to try and get the original family to notice him. They just called a priest to exorcise him.

Four hours. Four hours they tried to make him move on as he screamed in agony for them to stop. Enough had been enough and he had picked up the priest and literally threw him out of the house. Therefore the boys ghost was now named a demon. Since then three other families and two other priests as well as three different remodeling crews had to invade his home. So far his record for sending someone running off screaming for their mommies five minutes. And intended to break that record.

Now said boy at the second story bedroom window watching through the thick curtains with a glare as a man in some sort of religious attire with a couple suitcases made his way up the path to the front steps. "I'll make quick vork of jou. Jou're nozhing different." He muttered as he teleported himself down to the kitchen. Hiding himself behind the counter.

He heard the door knob turned and he smirked a little as he waited a couple seconds before causing it to slam shut. Causing the heavy wooden contraption to slam harshly into the man's face. He laughed at the groan of pain from the other side of it.

A couple moments later the door started to open again and once more caused it to slam against the man's face. Earning another groan of both annoyance and pain.

Ha! Serves jou right! He thought.

Watching as the door once more opened, slowly. He waited for the intruder to step inside and turn back his back to close the door before he sent about forty knives sailing through the air. Effectively pinning him to the wall by his garments.

"Just give up!" He hissed in menacing spine chilling voice as he drew closer. He was invisible anyway. "Jou're no match for me und zhis is MEIN HOUSE!" He screamed as he sent the suitcases flying out the window followed by the man. Slamming and locking it shut as he watched him land against a tree. With that he gave a satisfied nod. With the fun over he teleported himself back to his room upstairs as he settled back down with a hollow gaze as he stared out the window. Nothing but the usual crushing silence to keep him company.