Yazi: This is a first attempt at Ghost Hunt FanFiction so please let me know how I'm doing. Constructive criticism is welcome! Oh and this first chapter is in the POV of the client. It will more than likely change in further chapters! Naru! You're up!
Naru: Yaziko Does Not Own Ghost Hunt.
Yazi: I wish!
I sat in the nearly empty front room of the Shibuya Psychic Research office and wrung my hands nervously. Upon entering, I had been met by a rather large man who, rather than introduce himself, unceremoniously pointed to the couch and disappeared into one of the offices. He left the door open and so it was rather difficult not to hear their murmured conversation.
"We have a potential client, Noll."
"Must you call me that in public? What do you think the consequences would be if Mai or one of the others were to hear?"
"Mai is late, Shibuya-san, and as you know, the others are not here. I suggest you speak to the client before they decide to leave?"
I quickly busied myself with something as the large man made his way out of the office. It wasn't polite to eavesdrop and I'm certain that this Shibuya-san, or Noll as he was called by the large man, would not appreciate it. I desperately needed them to take this case. They were my last resort. If they didn't take my case…. My life was forfeit.
As he left the office, I allowed myself a wary glance. He wasn't quite as big as I had originally thought. He was tall, yes, but not large or extremely muscled. His shoulders were broad and his black hair hung slightly in his face and shielded his eyes. He turned those eyes on me and I barely muffled a gasp. That was why I had found him so intimidating at first. His eyes were unreadable and while not sinister, there was something dark about them. Something troubling. His blank stare turned into a slight glare as he realized that I had been staring. I quickly averted my eyes and he spoke.
"I am Lin, Shibuya-san's assistant. Would you like some tea or coffee while you wait? Taniyama-san usually makes our tea but she is not here. However I offer my humble services."
His words were soft and polite but I could still here the pain behind them. I nodded humbly and mumbled an 'Arigato' as he walked toward the kitchen. A minute later, a young man with dark hair and eyes colder than Lin-san's walked out of the office nearest me. He stared at me for a moment before sitting in a chair. The way he sat, confidently and poised, let me know that was his permanent seat and I tucked this away for future reference. It wouldn't do to cross this one. He had a powerful aura.
"I am Shibuya Kazuya, president of Shibuya Psychic Research. I am assuming, as you are here, that you know what it is we do. When my assistant returns, I'd like for you to recount your story."
At that moment, the front door burst open and a tiny girl with reddish brown hair and large cinnamon eyes stumbled through. "Naru, I'm so sorry I'm late. There was this chicken and..." She abruptly stopped as she realized I sat there. I turned to look at Shibuya-san. The second she walked in, his aura had become… tense. He sat still in his same position and his face had not changed other than the slight look of annoyance. But I saw in his eyes… something different. It was less cold. I would have to watch him. These people all had something to hide. If it wasn't necessary for my situation, I would have let it alone. But my ghost, my demon, my monster... whatever it was… It loved secrets. I felt sorry for them. Knowing that every secret they held dear to their heart would be exposed in only a matter of days.
"Oh! We have a client. I apologize, Shibuya-san. I'll get right to the tea."
Shibuya-san waved his hand at her.
"Lin is already taking care of it. You should take notes so we can get started. Sit, Mai."
She looked down at the floor, his admonishment clear without any words. Slipping off her jacket and hanging it quickly, she picked up a clipboard from a desk on her way to the couch across from me. Holding her pen poised, she looked expectantly from me to Shibuya-san.
"My name is Ogawa Kito. I'm afraid my home is being haunted. I'm quite sure this is not an uncommon situation to be brought before you but I assure you I am in need of assistance." I paused and glanced up at the dark boy. He was silent, his eyes conveying to continue my story. I detected a slight annoyance with me but watched as his eyes flickered over to the young lady. Definitely something there.
"You see… Every person to live in this house before me has committed suicide." I stopped again. It was difficult to tell them this.
"How long has this been going on, Ogawa-san?"
"Since the house has been built. In fact, during the building a man hung himself from the rafters. No one thought anything of it. But I think something darker is going on. I decided to try and find assistance after…. After my sister committed suicide less than a month ago." Again I stopped for fear that my voice would give me away. The small assistant gasped and as I looked at her, the big brown eyes held sympathy. Lin-San took this time to enter and place the tray on the table. Taniyama-san immediately handed over the clipboard and served the tea.
"I see. And what evidence do you have that this is not coincidence?"
"Every person who has lived in the house has killed themselves! Was he not paying attention?" I directed my comment to the two assistants sitting across from me.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, Ogawa-san but a string of suicides does not necessarily mean a spirit is in your home."
I sighed. I would have to give them more information. "Several of the previous tenants left notes. Almost all of them in fact. This is quite common in suicides, I've heard. But usually, the notes should not match. Especially if the tenants had not known each other. Yet the hand writing and structure of the notes were all the same. I… I have my sister's if you'd like to see." I reached into my pocket and pulled out the note. Shibuya took it from me abruptly and read over it. He passed it to Lin-san and Taniyama-san. I didn't have to read it to know every word.
-.-.-.-.-
I tried to keep it a secret but I have learned that in the end, all sins must come to light. I'm sorry for being an abomination to society. I'm sorry for my sin.
Abortion.
Ogawa Rin
-.-.-.-.-
"And the notes before?"
I looked up from my reverie to see Shibuya-san staring at me, contemplatively.
"The police have most of the recent ones. Before that, they were destroyed or kept by the family that did not reside in the house. But they're all the same. 'I'm sorry for my sin.' And then some word scrawled underneath. It's a different word nearly every time but it's too much of a coincidence to ignore. After my sister's suicide, I looked into it. It turns out she had an abortion a year ago. I hope you will take my case. I'm afraid for my life. I am no saint and I'm terrified this spirit will come after me. You must consider my case." I pleaded with the young president. He stared at me for a moment before nodding.
"We will need a room to set as our base. And two rooms for our team to reside in should the need to stay overnight occur."
"That is quite possible. It is a fairly decent sized house and I'm now alone…"
"Good. We'll be by tomorrow around ten. If you could give my assistant your information, we will see you tomorrow. Sayonara, Ogawa-san." He turned and walked back into the office from earlier. I stood and filled out my information and handed it to the small female assistant. She flashed me a sad smile and I walked out of the office. The first step was complete.
Yazi: Ok so that wasn't that awful... ne?
Naru: ....
Yazi: I thought I portrayed you very IC...
Naru: Please Review...
Yazi: *sigh* always about the business.... Well you heard him. Don't make the sexy, narcissist angry! Although.....