I'm back! And this time with a chapter fic! Let's hope this one goes better than my last one. I'm sorry this first chapter is so short, it's mainly introduction. I hope you like this fic, please R&R
Disclaimer: I don't own Ghost Hunt or any of its characters (No matter how much I wish I did)
A broken knob. That's what my first day of break started with. I dropped the small radio with a squeak as I stuck my, once again, shocked finger into my mouth. I let out a sigh as I examined the damage. The tip of my finger was red still, and I swore that the radio had it out for me.
I carefully lifted it from the floor and set it on my desk, glaring at the inanimate object. I just wanted to listen to some music as I filed, and I couldn't afford an ipod. But oh no, the radio decided to break and continuously electrocute me when I tried to fix it.
"Stupid radio with a stupid broken knob." I said to myself as I continued to glare. A voice from behind me made me jump.
"Whereas I'm sure that you can hear whatever response the poor radio gave in return to your rudeness, I can't. And I have no interest in having my assistant hold one-sided conversations with broken objects instead of working." I turned my glare onto my boss.
Oliver Davis, or Naru for short, was standing just outside of his doorway. In his hands were a couple of newly finished files, probably for me to put away. His black hair was neatly brushed down, a slight fringe covering part of his forehead. His clothes, which matched the color of his hair perfectly, were also neat, and he probably didn't even have to iron them. His usual jacket was off and his shirt sleeves were rolled up, something I had only seen a handful of times.
My eyes traveled back up to his deep blue ones and I saw him smirk.
"I didn't know that I looked that good without my jacket on Mai, but you could probably still refrain from staring."
I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks as I stood and walked into the kitchen. As I passed him I muttered "You're not that good-looking, narcissist." I heard him walk into the kitchen behind me as I grabbed the kettle from the cabinet and filled it with water.
"Are you going to tell me why you were being so rude to the radio, or were you just going to continue insulting it's intelligence?" He says from his place leaning against the door frame. I set the kettle on the now lit stove and turned to glare at him.
"The knob broke, and when I tried to fix it, it shocked me." I said, turning my attention back to the abused finger. Naru sighed at my ridiculous antics and walked forward to examine the 'injury'. He held my hand loosely in his as he looked down at it.
"The damage is hardly enough to have lasting effects. You'll be fine, just stop playing with broken things. Next time just ask for Lin's help when something electrical needs fixing. You'll save yourself pain and save me from having to listen to you complain." I rolled my eyes and turned towards the cabinet to pull down two cups.
"Hello, is anyone in?" a shy voice sounded from the main room. I sighed and abandoned my pursuit of the cups, turning on my heel with Naru close behind. A smile made it's way onto my face as I spoke my usual SPR greeting.
"Welcome to Shibuya Psychic Research, how can we help?" I heard Naru let out a small scoff behind me. The man standing in the waiting room turned to look at us and I had to hold in a gasp. The bags under his eyes were proof of how desperate he was. Although, most people that came to us were desperate. Naru snapped into boss mode and barked out a short
"Tell Lin." before leading the man to the couches. I knocked on Lin's door and alerted him of the potential client then headed back into the kitchen. I pulled four cups from the cabinet and poured the tea. I put them, along with a small plate of biscuits, on the tray and joined the small group in the couch area. When I set the man's cup down in front of him I noticed his grateful glance and smiled at him.
After I distribute the remaining cups I settled into the chair across from the man. "Alright Mr. Sato," Naru's cold voice cut through the quiet, "why have you come to us today?" The man set down his teacup with slightly shaking hands and took a moment before he spoke.
"Me and my family have recently moved into a new home due to my job. We were fine for the first week, but then my son noticed the… disturbances. Wailing, scratching sounds, crying. At first me and my wife didn't believe him, but then this morning we woke up and this was in our front room." The man reached into his jacket and pulled out a small picture. Naru took it from his hands before I could see it, but I caught his eye and he reluctantly tilted it so I could see.
My eyes widened and I couldn't help but slap a hand over my mouth when I looked upon the scene. Nail marks all along the walls, as well as things tossed about. The tops of the wallpaper seemed to be peeling and anything glass had been shattered. Naru glared at me and folded the picture, tucking it into his notebook. Naru looked to Lin and gave a slight nod. As the chinese man began to start a new file for our official client, Naru informed Mr. Sato what we would need to investigate.
"We'll need one room for base and blueprints for the house and any on property buildings." Mr. Sato nods. I stand, a signal that the meeting is over. I cast one more smile to him as I start to collect the cups and he shakes Naru's hand.
"Leave your address with my assistant and my team will be at your house tomorrow." Mr. Sato nods once more and Lin takes down his address before he leaves.
After setting the tray onto the kitchen counter I peered into Naru's office and cleared my throat. He looked up from the file in his hand and his blue eyes locked onto mine.
"Yes Mai?" He asked.
"What time do I need to be here tomorrow morning?"