Furihata was having a lot of fun watching over his 'young master'.

The boy was not only handsome and healthy, he was also exceptionally mature and smart for his age. He was a nice kid, and he had his manners. Despite knowing that he was wealthy and could have any toy he wanted, Akashi Seijuurou was not a brat, and was rather dignified.

Furihata was becoming overly fond (obsessed) of him, and so he did his best to protect him. When it was particularly quiet, he would have a one-sided conversation with Akashi. When he had nothing to do, he would help Akashi with different tasks, such as reaching for books, finding that missing piece to his puzzle, or completing a lego set. During the very rare times that the young master didn't know the answer to a question in his homework, Furihata would softly whisper the answer into his ears.

(It was so not cheating.)

Yep, Furihata really liked Akashi.

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"Ah- !"

"Oh snap, Seijuurou-kun, you broke the vase!"

Akashi warily turned his head left and right, trying to see if there were any servants. The moment he saw that, well, no one saw what happened, he exhaled in relief and nonchalantly walked away.

Furihata gasped at the indignity. "Akashi Seijuurou, turn around and pick up the pieces!"

Akashi continued to walk away, ignoring the tingling sensation in his ear. He opened the encyclopedia he was planning to read, and he skimmed the contents of the first page. No one saw. That's good. Sayoko-san might scold me.

"Seijuurou! Seijuurou-kun, this is bad! You can't just leave like that!"

Furihata frantically circled the kid as he walked down the hall. Furihata gripped his shoulders and tried to stop him. "Turn around! You should clean it up! Take responsibility!"

Akashi hummed a tune under his breath.

"Seijuurou-kun! Seijuurou-kun! If you can't even take responsibility for a vase, what more when you grow up and get a girlfriend?! Seijuurou-kun!"

Akashi stopped in his tracks and looked at the ceiling in wonder. "Hmm, I guess I should just say a maid broke it or something. I'll just say it was Maya who broke it. She's annoying anyway."

Furihata gasped and brought a hand up to his open mouth. "Se-Seijuurou-kun... How could you?! That's bad! Lying is bad! Change your mind, quick!"

Akashi ignored the increasing tingling in his ear.

"Seijuurou! Akashi! Young master! Emperor!"

Akashi ignored him.

Furihata sobbed and grasped his face in his hands.

"I'm upset with you."

Akashi was seated in front of his desk. He was currently writing an eloquent essay in English, which was assigned to him by his personal tutor. In his mind, the vase incident was forgotten and done with, and right now, his only concern was whether 'ubiquitous' was the correct word or not. I should get my dictionary...

A certain angel, however, was not done yet.

"Don't you feel guilty, Seijuurou-kun!"

It's an adjective. It means 'something that is seemingly everywhere'-

"Akashi!"

I guess my usage is right. Maybe I should also check my grammar book...

Furihata's eyes were filling with tears and he draped himself all over the ten-year old child. He hugged him around the neck and wailed, "SEIJUUROU-KUN! DON'T YOU HAVE A CONSCIENCE! WHAT WOULD AKASHI-MAMA SAY?!"

Weird, my neck feels so heavy. And- whoa, why is my shoulder damp-

The hair on the back of Seijuurou's neck stood on end and goosebumps bloomed all over his skin. He swallowed nervously and willed himself to think logically. There's no such thing as ghosts. Sebastian-sensei said that there's actually a scientific explanation for why we have goosebumps sometimes. There's no such thing as ghosts, no such thing...

The angel, tired of his one-man melodrama, settled for a groan and he laid his head on Akashi's shoulder. He frowned slightly and adjusted his neck. His mouth was right next to Akashi's ear.

"Lying is bad, Sei-kun..."

Akashi snapped his pencil in half, and he ran out of his bedroom in the blink of an eye.

The next day, there was a house blessing.

Furihata cried quietly in the corner as the 'blessing' of the priest only made him stronger.

"I'M NOT AN EVIL SPIRIT- !"

Author's note: Hey, I just wanted to say that this story is pretty light, and it doesn't really have a heavy plot. It basically just tells us about Angel!Furihata and Akashi's daily struggles with good and bad choices. Thus, the chapters are not that long either~ :D I hope you continue to support this fic, though~ :D