"Bruder!" The albino ran up, that signature smirk on his face as he slammed his hand down onto his younger brothers shoulder. Looking at them you would never know he was the older of the two; his brother was taller and much more muscular than him, and just had an altogether mature-ness. The boy had known the albino's brother for a long time, a long, long time, yet he had never met him before; when the incident happened the boy still remembered most thing, but forgot some...one of those things was that horrible night. He couldn't remember what happened or how things ended up the way they were, but he DID know the way things were. And he knew that no one else would ever understand...until now.

The tall blond turned around, sighing and rolling his eyes at his older brother's obnoxiousness, "What is it Gilbert?"

"I got the house! They called and told me earlier today, that's why I didn't come to the bar, I was moving everything in sesesesese~" He laughed with a smug expression on his face, "I'm so freakin awesome!"

"Oh well that's great.." He looked to the side, his mind raceing as he thought. Gilbert couldn't tell, but Ludwig was now angered by the fact that no matter how much he tried to bribe and persuade the sellers of the house, his brother still got it. They hadn't warned the albino about what had happened there, and the blond really didn't need his brother digging up the past.

"Yeah, I know right! Well I just wanted to let you know. I'm gonna go and break the place in," He turned on his heels and walked away as he laughed, waving behind him to his bruder.

"Hm, what's that noise?" I abruptly stopped my cooking and singing as I turned my head towards the kitchen door, the sound of the front door opening and closeing having caught my attention. "What the..?" The faint sound of another voice could be heard from the other room, footsteps growing louder until the mystery person appeared through the opening. They were taller than me (everyone was really), had white hair, pale skin, and their red eyes widened, now stareing in my direction. "Who is this guy?" I thought aloud, walking up and putting my finger to my lips as I studied him with my golden brown eyes, some strands of my red hair falling in my face. "W-who am I? Who are YOU?" He yelled, stumbling backwards, "A-and how did you get in my house!" Now it was my turn to be shocked. My eyes widened and I completely froze, my hand dropping to my side, "Y-you...you can see me...?"

"Of course I can see you, you're standing right in the middle of my kitchen!" He threw his arms out toward me in a gesturing motion, and then to the stove which was littered with numerous pots and pans, "And you're cooking? What the hell's going on here?" I couldn't really hear him at this point...I was so stuck on the fact that he could see me that I actually felt myself start to shake. "I-I...I don't understan-.."

"YOU don't understand? You're the one in MY house! COOKING! This doesn't make any sense, who the hell are you?" He shouted, taking a step toward me now. I suddenly felt complete joy wash over me, something I hadn't felt in a very long time, at the realization of what was happening. Before I knew what I was doing I lunged, throwing my arms around him as I laughed, crying loudly and happily into his chest. After all these years of being alone, someone could finally, FINALLY see me. AND hear me, AND I could touch them! "Whoa, what the...? A-are you ok..?" His mood suddenly changed as he wrapped his arm around me, embracing me in a warm caringness. "Y-yeah, I-I'm just...just...s-so happy..! No one's been able to see me for a very, very long time...!"

"What do you mean 'No one's been able to see you'..?" He asked, looking at me with curiousity in his eyes. "Should I tell him," I thought to myself as I looked into his beautiful red eyes, "I should probably ask first..."

"Hey, If you don't mind me asking," I started, "What are YOU doing here...?" He blinked for a second, as if he had forgotten how to answer my question. "Oh! I just bought this place, it's my house now and I just moved in.."

"Well, that settles it.." I looked down and murmured to myself before looking back up to him, putting on one of my bright and happy smiles before answering, "I'm a ghost. I died in this house years ago and I've been here ever since...that's why I said no one's been able to see me in years, and why I'm so happy that, for some reason, you can see me!" He stared now, obviously not registering what I had said. We stood like that for several very long and silent moments as he tried to process the information. Suddenly he let go of me, starting to laugh uncontrolably as he said, "Oh, a ghost? That's a good one sesesesese~!" I crossed my arms and pouted, "I'm being serious! Watch," I grabbed his arm, dragging him over to a mirror as we both stood infront of it. He looked up to it before beggining to laugh more, "Yeah, I see you right there!" He motioned to my reflection and I sighed, rolling my eyes as I reached into his pocket, pulled out his phone, put it into camera mode, and snapped a picture of the mirror. "Look!" I exclaimed, holding the phone infront of his face so he could see the picture. His laughter came to an abrupt stop and his eyes widened once again as he gasped, slowly clasping his hand around the device as he stared in shock. The picture showed the mirror with his reflection, but not mine. All it showed where I had been standing was a bright white, spiratual light, you know the kind you normally see in ghost pictures? After a few moments the phone dropped from his hand and he took a step back, now stareing at me with those wide red eyes. "B-but...I-I don't understand! H-how can I see you? And more importantly," He reached his hand out, resting it on my arm before continueing, "How can I feel you...?" I shrugged now, blushing slightly at his warm touch as I looked down, "I don't know...like I said no one's been able to since I became a ghost, that's why I'm so shocked and excited you can because well...to be honest, it's really lonely.." I scratched the back of my head, not dareing to look up at him. "Well I could imagine.." He started after a few moments, "So no one else can see or hear you or anything..?" I looked at him now, simply shaking my head, "Nope, only you." His expression changed, a warm and careing smile suddenly spreading across his face as he looked at me, "Well I'm glad my awesome-ness is here to make you less lonely." I looked at him, kind of shocked at the statement, "S-so...does that mean you're gonna stay?" He smiled more, nodding before starting to laugh, "Of course I am, I went through a lot to get this house and I'm not gonna give it up now! I mean, I almost didn't get it because the seller's started being really difficult for some reason...but no one can resist my awesome-ness!" I clapped, smiling brightly as I once again threw my arms around him in a tight hug, "Yay, I'm so happy!" He returned my embrace, strokeing my hair as he chuckled, "I'm gald...but if you don't mind, I have a question...how exactly did you die?" I stopped, glancing up at him as I thought for a moment, "I...I don't remember. I mean, I still have pretty much all of my memories, just not that one. I don't remember what happened at all that night...all I remember was wakeing up the next day and being like this.." He shrugged after a few seconds, "Well, I guess it's probably better you don't remember...anyways," He started, trying to lighten the mood as he motioned towards the stove, "What were you cooking anyways?"

"Oh! I was cooking my most favorite meal ever...PASTAAAA~!" I pulled away from him, clapping my hands again as I ran back over to the stove and resumed my cooking, "I hope you're hungry!" He just laughed, walking up behind me and watching curiously as I began to hum.