I know I don't usually start other stories when I'm already working on one, but I couldn't stop myself this time around. I really wanted to see how you guys would react to this newest story, plus I'm hoping it'll rid me of this horrible thing called writer's block. I hate it so, so very much. Well, I hope you enjoy this story! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt

Chapter 1: Unexpected

Unexpected. Yes, that was the right word for the day's events.

The whole SPR team sat in the SPR office chattering like a bunch of noisy birds and joking around per usual. "That'd be a little weird don't you think?" Monk asked Yasu who sat at the head of the group. Monk sat with Ayako and John sat next to Masako.

"What would be weird?" Mai interrupted before Yasu could answer, looking away from talking with Masako and Ayako. She sat across from Yasu with Ayako and Masako on either side of her.

"Naru having a secret love child," Yasu told her simply, an evil grin curling his lips, loving the look that came over her and Masako's faces.

They both shook their heads. "No, Naru's too responsible to for that," Masako said just as Mai was saying, "No, he's too much of a prude for that." They glared at each other, sparks erupting between them instantly.

That's when said teen decided to open his door to glare at the group. "My place of work is not a café. If you're not here for business, get out and go find a life. Mai, tea," he ordered. Lin trudged back to his office from the kitchen, a disgruntled shine to his eyes though his face was carefully blank.

That was when the doorbell jingled signaling a client. All conversation stopped like someone had dropped a blanket over a noisy bird. The silence that proceeded was deafening.

A man with greying dark brown hair stood in the doorway. His suit was crisp and charcoal grey. His eyes were nearly black, but on closer inspection they were dark, dark brown. A muscle in his cheek jumped nervously as he asked, "Is this Shibuya Psychic Research?"

"Yes," Naru said coolly, stepping out of his office and shutting the door softly behind him.

Mai jumped to her feet, grabbing the tray laden with empty teacups and saucers. "Would you like a cup of tea, sir?" she asked with a bright, disarming smile, already making her way to the small kitchen.

"That would be very much appreciated. If you don't mind, could you get these two a glass of water please? They don't mind sharing," the man asked, indicating someone hiding behind his legs.

Actually, the someone turned out to be two someones. They poked their heads out from behind his legs on either side. One was a young boy of about five-years-old and the other was a girl who seemed to be the same age. They both had the same wide, curious, navy blue eyes and thick black hair as dark as a depthless pool. It was like someone had cloned the team's resident narcissist. The children's eyes travelled around, taking in everything with a practiced stared before coming to rest solely on said narcissist.

Wide grins split their faces.

Before Mai could respond, the children ran out from behind the man, clamping their arms around each of Naru's legs. "Daddy!" they chirped happily.

A stunned silence settled over the room's occupants. Mai had known Naru for three years and this was only the third time she had ever seen him truly stunned. His mouth gaped open, maybe not as wide as the rest of the team, but still.

Lin was the first to react, coming back to himself with a vengeance. He swung around away from the door to his office, glaring at Naru. "Oli-" Lin started to say with a furious growl, but a squeak from Masako stopped him for only a second, "Noll, what are they talking about?"

Naru was getting ready to answer, but the man still standing in the doorway cut him off. "Shibuya-san, are you these children's father?" he asked. He looked flabbergasted. The rest of the team held the same expression, but only because of the fact that the man had guessed who their boss was. That never happened.

He sighed in frustration at being interrupted. "No, I am not their father. I don't even know them," Naru said through clenched teeth. His temper seemed to be this close to exploding.

Those words brought Mai back from the living dead. She pushed a stray lock of chocolate brown hair out of her face behind her ear. "Hey kids," she said with a cheerful smile, crouching down to their eye level, "Do you want to help me with something? I'm sure 'Daddy' will appreciate it." Monk and Yasu sniggered at Naru's new nickname.

The two kids attached to Naru's legs looked at Mai. They glanced at each other and then at Naru. Cautiously, they disengaged from his legs and ran to Mai. "What are we going to help with?" they asked looking eager.

"We're going to make tea. It'll be fun," Mai said, standing up and holding out her free hand. The other held the tray with the empty teacups.

"Okay!" they shouted, excitement sparkling in their too familiar eyes. They stuck their hands in Mai's. Her small hand easily folded around their smaller ones. They disappeared into the kitchen leaving the rest of the team dumbfounded.

"Mai's mentally insane," Yasu murmured, staring after the girl in awe.

Naru rubbed his forehead in agitation. "Please sit down, sir, and tell us about your problem," he said, motioning for the man to sit down and the team to get gone.

They scoffed. They stood, but decided not to leave. Instead, they took up residence on the other side of the large room.

"Of course," the man said, quickly taking a seat.

…..

Mai stood in the kitchen, listening intently to the conversation in the lounge. The children ran around, searching for the things she had asked for. The boy handed her a teakettle with a wide grin. The girl placed the tea into her hand. "Thank you… uh, I'm sorry for not asking earlier, but what are your names?" Mai asked with an apologetic smile.

"I'm Kamin!" the little girl shouted, pointing at herself.

"I'm Tamaki!" the little boy shouted, pointing to himself.

Together, they yelled, "And we're twins!"

Mai almost dropped the teakettle full of water on her foot. "Twins?" she asked hesitantly.

"That's right!" the two chimes in unison again, giggling and running around Mai's legs.

"Mommy said that Daddy had to go before we were born and that he doesn't know about us, but she was always showing us picture. She gave us a lot of them before she left us with Auntie and all those other mean kids," Kamin said, "The other kids called Auntie's house and orphanage and that Auntie wasn't our aunt, but we never believed them." She looked proud of that fact.

Mai looked down at them with wide, sad eyes. Their mother had abandoned them at an orphanage and they'd never known their father. She hadn't even come back. Mai sighed and was pouring the tea when a photo was shoved under her nose.

"Here, lookie onee-chan, this is Daddy and Mommy when Daddy was…" They stopped talking and held their hands up next to each other, counting the fingers they held up. "Fifteen. Fifteen-years-old in London! That's what Mommy said!"

Mai stared uncomprehendingly at the picture in front of her. "Why would Naru have been in London?" she wondered silently, not realizing that she already believed that Naru was their father. Then the picture finally sank in, and her heart sank. How could she ever compete against this girl and Masako?

A younger version of Naru wearing a school uniform sat on a grassy field grinning up at Mai. A young woman wearing a cheerleading uniform who looked to be about seventeen-years-old sat in his lapping, grinning like she had just won a gold metal. She had platinum blonde hair framing hazel eyes. It looked like someone had run up and taken their picture while standing. Just in the corner of the picture Mai could see a smudge of black.

"Why were they in London?" Mai asked the two, her hand still tipped for pouring the tea.

"Mommy said that she was going to school at a private academy. She was in her junior year of high school and Daddy had half a year left of senior year even though he was younger than her. She said that he's a genius," Tamaki took the liberty of explaining, "She said that if Daddy hadn't left he'd have been a professor. She said that he was a pa-ra-nor-mal re-search-er." He said the words slowly because he didn't know how to say them.

Mai was too busy being stunned to notice the boiling water cascading over the edge of the teacup and onto her hand. She yipped like a wounded dog, suppressing the surge of curse words that threatened to rip up her throat and holding her hand tightly. She spun the tap on freezing and stuck her hand under the steady stream of water. She could hear everyone scrambling towards the kitchen door. "Can I see that picture please?" she asked the twins, taking the picture quickly once they had nodded. She stuffed it under her bra strap just as everyone burst through the door, Naru at the forefront of the pack.

"What happened?" he demanded, staring at her. The twins' eyes got wide, and they giggled to each other.

Mai gave everyone a pained smile indicating her throbbing hand. "I burnt myself," she gasped out.

"Idiot," Naru muttered with a sigh, grabbing her hand and examining it. He pulled over to an opposite counter, grabbing the first aid kit from the top shelf of a cabinet. His eyes strayed for a moment, glancing at the back of the corner of the photo under Mai's bra strap. "Be more careful next time."

"Will you take my case?" the man interrupted, his voice almost pleading.

Mai looked up at Naru expectantly. Naru caught her stare and sighed inwardly. "Yes, we will take your case. Leave your contact information with my assistant," she said, nodding to him, "And we well be in touch with you shortly."

…..

Naru watched Mai disappear into the kitchen before sighing. "Please sit down sir and tell us about your problem," he said, motioning for him to sit accompanied by a glare directed at the team.

They moved to the other side of the room reluctantly, disgruntled at the prospect.

The man sat down. He took a deep breath to begin. "My name is Hanagawa Suzuka. Ever since my wife died several months ago, weird things have been happening. They didn't start didn't start happening until I took in the twins, also a few months ago. My wife and I loved kids, though we couldn't have any of our own. That's why we adopted so I don't know why she'd be doing this," the man explained.

"What type of weird things?" Naru asked, noting the facts in his notebook. As Suzuka thought, Naru found his mind wandering to the girl he knew stood in the kitchen. He'd watched her enough times to instantly conjure up an image of her.

She'd be standing in front of the stove, a hand tapping out a tune as she waited for the water to boil. Her other hand would be twirling a strand of hair around her finger. She'd be resting her weight on one leg letting her other one come to a bend. That was how the scene was supposed to look, but there were two added additions this time. It still looked natural none-the-less.

Naru snapped to attention with an inaudible growl as Suzuka began to speak again.

"Well, let's see, there's door opening and closing by themselves, footsteps and knocking noises at night, you can hear voices whenever you're alone, fires spring up in the middle of the living room, objects being thrown clear across the room, glass breaking all the time. It's kind of crazy," Suzuka told them, looking up at the ceiling thoughtfully.

No one got the chance to answer because they heard a loud yelp of pain emanate from the kitchen. In a matter of seconds, everyone was on their feet except for Suzuka. They hurried to slam the door open to find Mai with her hand under water. "What happened?" Naru demanded, glaring at her.

"I burnt my hand," she said sheepishly, giving him a pained smile.

"Idiot," Naru muttered, quickly walking to her side and grabbing her hand. He examined it like a doctor, cataloging where the worst burns were. "Be more careful next time," he told her sternly after dragging her over to a cupboard that held the first aid kit. He spread a salve over her burns before bandaging them. His eyes glanced over her, stopping on the photo hastily tucked under her bra strap. It was facing away giving him a glimpse of familiar cursive handwriting.

"Will you take my case?" Suzuka asked, standing in the doorway.

Naru glanced down to find Mai staring up at him expectantly. With a sigh, he said, "Yes, we will take your case. Leave your contact information with my assistant and we will be contacting you soon." Lin gestured for the man to follow him.

Suzuka bowed deeply. "Thank you so much," he said then held out his hand, "Come on Tamaki, Kamin." They put their hands in his and he pulled them out the door.

"Thank you onii-chan and one-chan. See you soon," they called together, waving back at Naru and Mai. They grinned before turning to follow.

I hope you liked this chapter. I had a lot of fun writing it, surprisingly. I usually don't have this much fun writing the first chapter. Expect the next one sometime next week :D Review please!