A/N: Hey guys, I felt sad that I couldn't post another story because I didn't have a plot to ANYTHING! But it hit me one day. Quiet literally too. A book. And I was thinking about Ghost Hunt, so it came to me quiet well. So, here is my next Ghost Hunt story. And if this is the first time you've ever read anything written by me, I encourage you to read my other ones first before you read this one (Behind the Scenes of Decision and The Haunted House) just to fill you in on a little something. So here it is! I own NOTHING! If I did, I'd be too excited to even write on here! :P R&R Por favor!
December
S.P.R Office
7:30 A.M
I was out of breath, and sank to the floor in defeat. Of all the ghosts, ghouls, and wandering spirits I've been attacked by… This shouldn't have been too difficult. It was supposed to be easy, especially by myself. I glared at it, and found a new power within me. I was not gonna let it get the best of me. Not now, not ever.
I picked up the screwdriver with my new found spirit, determined that I would defeat my worst enemy yet.
Putting the office chair together.
Growling, I threw myself in the middle of the cardboard, the metal and plastic wrap, with my trusty screw driver in my hand. I didn't get it at all. I managed to put together mine and Lin's chairs together with ease, but it HAD to be Naru's that would give me problems. I heard someone walk in the room, and I turned to see Bou-san standing in the door way, eyebrow raised, studying my mess. His brown hair fell into his amused eyes.
"Do you need help?" The monk asked.
"Please! Do something with this thing!" I cried and held my not-so-trusty screw driver out in front of me.
Laughing to himself, he walked in, and took the screw driver from my hand. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, the phone rang. I pushed myself up off the ground, and instantly tried to put myself in a cheery mood, regardless of the chair.
"Hello, Shibuya Psychic Research, how may I help you?"
"Mai, it's me." Naru said darkly.
Today, he and Lin left to scout out an old haunted library. He seemed anxious by it, but I couldn't tell.
"Hey Naru." I said cheerfully.
"I need you to call the others, and tell them that we have a new case on our hands."
"Alrighty! See you guys later!"
"And Mai?"
I stopped. His voice was suddenly gentler and lighter. It took me by surprise.
"Yeah?"
"Please finish that chair before I get back." I mentally sighed. How did he know I was having such problems with his chair?! "Oh and have tea ready for me."
I groaned, and hung the phone up.
S.P.R Office
9:00 A.M
We were all sitting in the meeting room, waiting on Naru's report as I handed out warm tea and coffee to everyone. The only member of the group missing was Masako. She was in the middle of her show, and couldn't be called away. And then I started to notice something. I haven't seen Masako since our last official case and that was when I learned of C.I.P.R. I shuddered at the thought of our past two experiences with Cole, and I knew that for sure he was done messing with us. They had him locked up for good.
I sat down next to Bou-san, who draped an arm over my shoulder.
"Hey Mai. I finally got that damn chair assembled." He whispered.
I giggled, but was instantly silenced by a cough from Naru.
"As you all know, Lin and I had gone out today to scout a new location." He started, and the room grew quiet. "It was the library that we kept receiving calls from. We had finally convinced the librarian that we're trying to help, but that doesn't mean she'll leave us be."
Lin had typed away as Naru produced a manila folder. He opened it up, and the first thing I saw was a picture of the library. He handed it to me, and I glanced through it. There were pictures of books flying everywhere and shelves turning themselves over. The library was a mess, and I was in some what of a shock.
"Did it attack while you guys were there?" I asked, and passed the folder onto Monk.
Naru shook his head, and his black hair fell into his mysterious, dark blue eyes. Takigawa furrowed his eyebrows together as he studied the pictures.
"This is vicious." He started. "This spirit has some issues." He handed the pictures to Ayako. She frowned as well.
"Can a ghost do all of this damage by itself?" She asked as she flipped through it as well, and handed it off to Yasu.
"That's why were called in." Naru stated as John handed him the folder when it made it around the group. "We believe that this is the group of many ghosts."
"This would require a lot of exorcisms." John started. "And without Masako, our work will be doubled at least."
Naru nodded his head. I watched Naru carefully. Something seemed different about him, but what? He seemed, well, a little at peace. Maybe it was the challenge of the new case. Or maybe it was the fact that Naru didn't have to worry about C.I.P.R coming in and trying to kill us all again. They were in jail for good. There was too much evidence that the judge couldn't possibly ignore, and so they were locked up for attempting murder- a life long sentence.
"…and we'll be ready to leave by nine tomorrow morning." Naru finished.
I mentally slapped myself for missing what he had said. Everyone stood to leave, and I began to hastily gather the tea cups. Lin was already hidden behind the door to his office.
"Mai!" Naru called from the door way of his office.
"Y-yes?" I asked, startled.
"Come here."
I walked up to him, a little surprised. He pointed in his door, and I peeked in.
There stood the office chair I had fought with earlier. It was assembled alright. With duct tape. I hit my forehead with my hand and groaned.
"Monk!"
