This is an 11 chapter story. Unlike passion it has a lots less romance and more supernatural stuff. Please enjoy and review.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt.

Someone's watching me.
Mai thought as she walked down the road towards the office. It had been like this for the past couple of days. She felt like someone was watching her no matter where she went. It made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. She hadn't eaten or slept properly in days because of the horribal feeling and it showed. Her hair was limp and her face pale with dark purple half circles under her large eyes.
She felt as if the person was getting closer and closer to her, so when a hand grabbed her wrist she shrieked and pulled away, whipping around to see...
"Yasuhara?"
The first year college student was looking at her with an expression of shock and humor.
"What's wrong with you Mai?"
She managed a limp smile.
"It...it's nothing really just..." She looked around the almost empty street worriedly. "I feel like someone's watching me. Like they've been watching me for days..."
Yasuhara frowned and pulled Mai closer to him, looking around the street. "No one's here Mai..."
"It's stupid...never mind." Mai smiled a bit brighter this time and headed up the stairs to SPR. "I'm just being paranoid. I guess all this ghost hunting has finally gotten to me eh?"
Yasuhara nodded but continued to look around as he headed up the stairs. Mai didn't have 'paranoia' about things like this. Normally her hunches and instict were correct. If she felt someone was watching her, they most likely were.

The first thing Mai noticed when she entered the office was a smell. It wasn't perticularly strong but enough to make her open the windows.
As she passed her desk to make tea for Naru, Lin, Yasuhara and herself she noticed a long white cardboard box with a blood red ribbon tied around the width of it, sitting on her desk innocently.
"Huh?" She moved closer to it with a confused look.
"Someone left it on your desk 20 minutes ago." Naru stated as he opened his door and looked at his assistant with cold blue eyes.
"Really?" She blinked. "Who?"
"I don't know." His voice sounded irritated. "When I went to the kitchen it wasn't there then when I came back it was."
"It looks like one of those boxes roses get delivered in." Yasuhara stated from his seat on the sofa.
"Whatever it is and whoever it's from, please do not give the address of the office out for your deliveries." Naru snapped going into his office and slamming the door.
"I didn't give the address to anyone..." Mai muttered to herself, picking up the box before covering her mouth and nose. She hadn't noticed untill now but the smell had become stronger and made Mai gag just by breathing in. "Do you smell that Yasuhara?" She asked, her voice muffled by her hand.
Yasuhara simply nodded, covering his nose and mouth with the collar of his shirt.
"It smells like rotting meat." She managed to choke out.
"It's probably something in the fridge." He nodded standing up and moving to the kitchen.
Mai sighed. She hadn't been in for a few days and it seemed both males working at SPR were unable to throw something that smelt so bad away.
Then something occured to her. The smell didn't get really bad untill she picked up the box. Causiously, she placed the box back on her desk and untied the ribbon. With her free hand she pushed open the lid and the smell hit her like a solid force, catching at the back of her throat. Slowly she moved away the red tissue paper that was covering whatever was inside.
When she first saw the gift, her eyes widened and then she screamed.

Naru wasn't quite sure why Mai getting a gift had made him so angry. Infact, he was only slightly annoyed about it untill Yasuhara had pointed out that it was most likely roses for her. For some reason, unknown to him, he wanted to snatch the box and throw it in the bin with the rest of the rubbish.
How could someone be giving Mai roses? Mai wasn't attractive, was she?
Naru pondered that thought.
Yes her large coffee coloured eyes were rather entrancing, as was her sweet smile. Her messy copper coloured hair almost always had that windswept look most girls would kill for. Her quirky fashion sense made most people smile, as did her radiant personality. Her delicate frame seemed to ooze sensuality and coyness from every pour without her trying.
But was she attractive?
As Naru went over all the things he had just thought realisation hit him.
'I don't...like Mai do I?'
And then he heard her scream.

When Naru burst out of his office-in identical timing to Lin he noted absently-he was shocked to find Mai with her head buried in Yasuhara's chest, clinging to his shirt in tears.
Yasuhara had his arms around her tightly, one hand stroking her hair, staring at the white box with pure horror and disgust.
Naru overcame the urge to kill Yasuhara and walked around to their view point, Lin following.
What he saw turned his stomach. It even caused Lin to gasp and cover his mouth.
In the white box that looked so innocent while closed lay a dozen roses, just as Yasuhara had suspected. But lain underneath, inbetween and on top of the roses were pieces of rotten flesh, muscle and skin, swimming in blood.
And on a card that was once snow white, but now had red decorating it like a floral pattern was a clearly visable message.

'I'm WaTcHiNg YoU mAi.'