Author's Note:

This is an accidental story. As I was writing on a new story of mine, this came to mind. I suffered from long-term writer's block and now it seems it has passed and I have so many ideas! I'm sure most of you writers understand what I am going through!

Well, I do hope you enjoy this story. This is a tale where present time and past crash together. A love story for today and yesterday people. Sora/Matt and Mimi/Tai. Hey, wait a minute! Don't be so quick to turn away. I read stories the other way around and Matt/Sora coupling are the couple which I am comfortable writing about. They fit MY stories. However, I never let the Common Prejudice Coupling Virus (C.P.C.V) interfer with a story I am reading. I understand that each author brings to light a different view and with that comes amazing work and tales. So to everyone who favours and only willing to read stories of their couples, give this a swirl. See past the coupling and read the story I tell.


Mimi watched her husband carefully as he walked through each room. She had driven by this home several times and when it went up for sale she could not wait to tell Tai.

He had finally admitted that he was ready for the next stage, making a family. He wanted a least twenty kids but Mimi talked him down to at least two for the time being.

"I want to look down the family dinner table and see my sons and daughters with their own family. I want to say, hey I created this…" He had shared with her. "And I want you to be by my side. We'll be great-great grand parents!"

"We'll be old Tai." Mimi rolled her eyes. "I'll be a grey haired and wrinkled so bad even botax wouldn't be able to help me. And you will be bald and unable to do any activities in bed besides snoring."

"Maybe but we'll be happy and you will still look as beautiful then as you do now." Tai had told her.

"So?" The realtor looked at the two young couple.

"Well…" Tai turned to Mimi. "Large rooms, plenty of bedrooms for a large family. The yard is exceptional! I can see hours and hours of outdoor time. A garden for you…"

"We'll need a garden." Mimi put in. She had not worked her fingernails to get dirt under them.

"The wooded area would be great for camping when the kids are young…" Tai went on.

Mimi could not help but smile when he mentioned their kids.

"I like it." Tai looked at Mimi.

"You already know how I feel." Mimi sighed with relief.

The home was old, one of the oldest in the area, and recently modeled for up-to-date connivances. She was worried that Tai would find it too big and overly priced. It was not a cheap home by far.

The house was build in the mid- 1800's. Needless to say, it was a very grand home, which has a spectacular two-story living hall with elaborate cherry woodwork that astounded you.

The stairway was detailed and sturdy as it gleamed in its polished. A single trail of white carpet runner, which laid the length of the steps. Magnificent pictures hung over the walls, which Mimi made sure that the interior décor's would be purchase with the home. Eleven bedrooms and four baths the home was very large indeed. In the day of the past, servants would be living in some of the rooms but Mimi and Tai refused that…well maybe one maid would be nice.


"And you are okay with the history of the house?" Izzy asked his friend who sat across from him.

"Sure. It's old." Tai nodded looking around Izzy's apartment. Without thought, he placed his feet on the table of Izzy's living room.

Izzy cleared his throat while looking down at his friend's ill manner position. Tai quickly place his feet on the floor. "I don't mean that. With old homes such as the one you recently purchased, stories come along with it."

"Stories?" Tai frowned. "What kind of stories?"

"You know the kind. Haunting stories. Young loves, hatred, revenge, murders, accidents, fires, the list just goes on and on of tragic events and mishaps."

"And what kind of story does my home have and how do you know all this?" Tai asked.

"Well while you enjoyed the sport activates, Joe and I enjoyed during research on old ghost tales."

"This is somewhat surprising and intriguing." Tai bit the bottom of his lip. "You never told me this before. I think I would have joined in on the research."

"You hate research." Izzy reminded his childhood friend.

"Yes but I would had listen to the ghost tales. All those camping trips and you never once told any of them."

"Well we didn't want anyone to think we were weirder then everyone already thought…"

"I never thought that about you two."

"And plus they scared the hell out of us." Izzy sighed.

"So what kind of story does my new home have?" Tai asked.

"A tangled love story about young love and murder. A woman with flaming colour hair that was promised into wedlock since childhood. She is descried as enchanting and elegant. She became an orphan due to an illness and her aunt and uncle took her in. However, they were just called aunt and uncle but had no real blood relations to the child. Old family friends of her late parents, they felt the need to give her the proper care until she was old enough to be married. Instead, she had fallen in love with their son. A rogue at that time and it had been said that he had the most brilliant shade of blue eyes that caused women to swoon. Oddly enough, it seemed their son shared the same feelings for the young girl. By in those times, a promise was a promise even if it wasn't you who made the agreement."

Tai was at the edge of the seat, leaning towards his friend, "Yeah but get to the good part. How'd they die and what made them come back as spirits?"

"Story has it that the promised gentleman had the rogue murdered when the lady refused to marry him. Even after the death of her lover, she refused to keep her parents' promise in marring this man. Rumours had circled that she grew insane, claiming that her deceased lover still visited with her. Because he loved her so much, he refused to part from her completely. This drove her mad, not being able to be with him so she executed herself by jumping off the balcony. This had many people believing that they are finally together, living inside your home. Living a life they once knew before their deaths." Izzy explained. "Of course this is just a story, you understand."

"Wow. I'm going to live the coolest house!" Tai beamed. "Huge, already decorated and with ghost. Almost makes up for paying a fortune for it!"

"There is supposedly a graveyard in the back of your house. In that time, it was not uncommon to have family buried nearby the home. The locals say they are buried side by side with unmarked tombs. See even though it was love, it was very scandalous in those times."

"Well, that isn't cool." Tai shook his head. "I wanted backyard camping trips. Can't sleep on graves."

"Err..well no."

"And if Mimi will find out about the graves and she'll conquer up this whole "I see dead people" idea. She'll be afraid to go to the toilet by herself!"

"I'm sure…"

"We can't let her know!" Tai shook his head. "Do not ever tell her this story. You better make Joe know of this as well."

"Well it is only a story, Tai."

"I don't care. This could turn out to be the best house ever and she'll want to move because some dead guy is checking her out while she's soaking in the tub or something." Tai shook his head, "Can you imagine living with ghost?"

"What part of 'just a story', aren't you getting?" Izzy scratched his head.