Me: Here is another chapter, even though I only published it yesterday. I'm really happy by the positive response.

Nero: Two reviews. That is good

Dante: Once again, I'm not in this chapter. It's not fair.

Me: Please humbly accept this pizza as my apology

Dante: I humbly accept it *Starts eating*

Nero: Neko owns this story plot and some OC's, not me or Dante.

Me: Coz Dante owns Nero.

Nero: What!

Dante: Onto the next chapter!

The 2 hour lecture continued, Nero's mind going back to the odd incidents that occurred in his flat, thinking how they weren't really bad or frightening, but more on the lines of annoying and distracting, since he hadn't been harmed as of yet, unless tripping over his bag when it had been moved could be classed as an injury. On one occasion, he thought he heard someone knocking on his bedroom door even though he knew no one was out there. Maybe this thing was just there because it was bored or something, a ghost that wasn't bounded by one particular place, but free to move around and appear as much as it liked, although he had never heard of a free bound ghost before, but the thought was there. Or maybe the ghost haunted the entire site, which would then make the theory more plausible. He mulled them over in his head, trying to dig out the little information he had learnt about haunting in his book when he had been reading about the legend of 'undead beings', thinking what else would want to make a ghost appear in his place. He knew that some could be attracted to the fact there was a high percentage of spiritual energy, or it could be that it was there because of the negative energy that he had been giving off since Kyrie's death. Again, another plausible theory.

He sighed as he resumed looking over his note book, realizing he had not written down anything since he had opened it since the class had started and looking up at the clock, he had only five minutes left till it ended, meaning he had been thinking about this much longer then he had thought making him frown at how annoying this thing was keeping him distracted from learning. He looked over to Rey who was laying down, probably sleeping because he had another late party last night. Rolling his eyes, he packed his things into a bag as the bell rang signalling that class was dismissed and students were free to go or had to hurry to their next lecture. Thankfully, Nero was done for the day, meaning he could go and ask someone with a little bit more know how on this matter as he made his way to one of the coffee shops located on campus, which he was very thankful for because he really couldn't be bothered to go off it just for a cup of coffee, no matter how good it was. Entering, he saw exactly who he was looking for, sitting near the very corner of the place, sipping coffee while they looked over a book in their hand. He smiled and walked over, grabbing the persons attention as they looked up and smiled before he was even at the table.

"Do you have supersonic hearing or something?" Nero asked casually as he sat on the chair opposite his friend, who smiled at him before putting their book in their bag and placing it back under the table before turning to him again.

"No, I just don't have my music playing full blast through my head phones unlike someone I know."

"Whatever Lucy." He sighed which made the girl laugh at him. Lucy had dark brown hair that came just pass her shoulders, the ends curling around themselves like they were trying to go into curls while the rest remained straight, with a short side fringe just covering her right green eye, her left eye more of a sea green then the others forest green, but it wasn't truly noticeable if you didn't look for it. A sprinkle of freckles spread across her her pale complexion, while her pale pink lips were more or less in a constant smile. She was shorter then most girls, but by no means easy to ignore, her personality would not allow people to walk all over her or she would go mental. She absently readjusted the string around her neck that held a haematite pendant shaped as an Ankh, an Egyptian symbol of immortality, which was fitting since she was doing about Egyptology. She took a sip of her coffee before leaning over to Nero, resting her head on her hands as she looked at him.

"So, what has happened for me to be graced with your presence?" She asked with a slight tilt of her head, making her fringe fall away from her eyes to see him better as she looked him over. No not in that kinda way, as in checking to make sure he didn't look ill or he had hurt himself by getting into a fight. They were friends and that was it, nothing more, nothing less and they were both happy to keep it that way. Plus, she was one of the few he knew about his little secret which she sometimes liked to tease him about just to see the reassured confident male squirm a little and blush. "Guy trouble?" She asked with a small giggle, making the white haired teen rub the side of his nose and give a glare at her. She remembered the first time she had told him. They had been walking around in a park when a group of guys had walked passed and like the hormonal teen Lucy was, checked out each one deciding whether they were a yes or not. What she hadn't been expecting was to turn and catch Nero doing exactly the same thing. She had joked about him being gay, which made him blush and that was the day he revealed it to her that he was actually bi. She had no problem with that, happy to have a buddy to ogle at guys together with. Ah, good times.

"Actually no, and must you make a reference to that every time we meet?" He huffed, folding his arms and leaning back in his chair while she laughed again at his reaction. "Anyway, I wanted to ask if you could help me with a problem that's happening in my place. I think my place is haunted by a ghost because things keep moving and once there was banging so-"

"Poltergeist." Lucy interrupted him, looking a little confused. "If things are moving and you hear noises, then it's a poltergeist." Her features turned to ones of concern as she looked Nero in the eyes "Have you been hurt, has anything tried to hit you? Have you felt like something has punched you when-"

"Relax Luce, nothing has tried to hit me or anything. Just things keep moving around, especially my remote which always finds it's way to the kitchen." Lucy once again looked baffled by this. She pressed on, learning it had been there for a week and that it just seemed to like hiding things and over all, winding Nero up, like it was a motive to find a new way to bug him as if it was a game or something. Lucy listened until he had explained everything. Giving a nod, she finished the rest of her coffee and picked up her bag, Nero doing the same as they walked to his flat on the fifth floor. Once arriving, nothing seemed out of place, even the remote was in the right place for once. Lucy began to snoop around, looking through the rooms and going into Nero's bedroom where the books still remained open on his desk. After the tour, she went and sat down on the couch, Nero coming to sit next to her after handing her a drink of monster that he always had supplied in the fridge, cracking open his own can and taking a gulp before looking at the blank TV screen.

"Nothing seems out of place, apart from those books in your room but they were already there weren't they?" Nero nodded, taking another mouthful of his drink before placing the can on the table. "It could be because I'm here you know. I mean, it could be shy and might have appeared only recently because it's not scared any more." There was a loud bang from Nero's bedroom, making both teens jump at the sounds, watching the door warily as if it might fly out at them or burst open revealing a white floating figure all bloody and stuff like in the movies. When nothing more happened, they both let out a sigh. "Or it just doesn't want to do anything today."She commented, taking a sip of her own can, a little nervous with how loud that bang was. "And I don't think it likes people thinking it's scared." Listening with intent for something to happen she looked back at the door, but when a moment passed and nothing happened, she decided to leave it.

"So, what do you think we should do to get rid of it?" Nero asked. Lucy pondered on this, before clicking her fingers with a smile on her face.

"Well, we could try to contact it. You know, ask what it wants and maybe even show it to the light or what ever. Then it's all good." She said as if it was the most simple of all tasks and not actually a scary thing from the occult which meant they might summon other things while trying to contact the being in his place. It was a little unnerving for Nero, not really wanting to contact it at all in hope that it will just get bored and go away from pestering him, so that he may get back to his life in studying creatures of myths and legends and not confronting one. "We can even record it, so you know, if we get killed by this thing, someone can find it and who knows, maybe it will be used in one of those 'based on real events' movie and we'll become famous!" Nero looked at his energetic friend, wondering why he had such a friend like that in the first place when she obviously was over the top in everything she did. She was probably mental.

"Are you trying to convince me by saying things like that? Where people look at this and not believe it like all the other movies thinking it's invisible wires and CG? Oh yeah, I'm totally up for getting my head smashed in." Nero commented sarcastically, folding his arms while rolling his eyes. But Lucy seemed to beam down at him as if he was just as enthusiastic as herself.

"Great, I'll be back later after my class with my ouija board and some food. We shall vanquish the evil!" And with that, she picked up her bag and ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her, leaving him to sit there, looking perplexed. Rephrase what he thought, she was psycho. Shaking his head, going to grab the remote when he noticed it wasn't there, and looking around and under the table, he scratched his head. It had been there when they had came in. With a frustrated sigh, he stood up and went to the kitchen to look at the remote sitting there, feeling like it was mocking him getting there without either of them noticing. Deciding to play the game with this thing, he left it there, annoying the poltergeist by not getting annoyed himself and going into his room, seeing the three books still laying on his desk. With a shrug, he went to put them back in their proper places on the shelf.

Now, Nero was by no means is a neat freak or someone with OCD, however he has always had his books in alphabetical order for the mere purpose of the fact it just makes easier for him to locate the book he might want at any one time. So this is why he cursed as he saw that there was at least ten books switched and out of place. Calming himself down, he put them in the right place before sitting on his bed, looking at his desk. With a smirk, he put his hands behind his head and fell onto the mattress, looking up at the plain white ceiling. He knew that they were going to contact the spirit later, but why not see if he could get a response now since he had nothing better to do.

"Hey, German ghost! Do ya get a kick out of moving my things around and annoying the hell out of me?" Even though he called out, he was not expecting to here a low, rough laugh that seemed to echo all around the room, making him sit bolt up right, looking around the room, but not seeing anyone there. He then heard another laugh, a little louder this time as if it was amused by the response. Nero shook his head and went into his bathroom, splashing some cooling water on his face. He was just getting a little paranoid, that's all. I don't even think they laugh. He wiped his face with the soft blue material of the towel before looking in the mirror, making him whirl around to the corner of the room. Looking back in the mirror, he saw that the thing was gone. Do poltergeist have red eyes?

Deciding that he indeed did have something better to do then stay in his place with something laughing at his unease, he left the bathroom to the front door, putting his shoes on and heading out the front door, leaving the building.

He watched the human, amused at what a simple laugh had done at his comment had done. He couldn't help but laugh at his reaction, thinking it was funny that he gave a response like he wanted at it still scared him and they wanted to probably hold a conversation with him. He best be careful or these humans might die of fright, then he would have to find some other form of entertainment. He went into the kitchen, seeing the remote where he had put it while they had been distracted by the loud bang he did when that damn human said he was scared. He isn't there to amuse them, but be amused himself. He picked it up and put it back on the coffee table before looking around the flat, seeing the discarded cans.

I guess I have some time to do something to this place before they come back. With a smirk, his eyes raomed over to what he could do first, picking up the cans. What can I say. I'm bored. And with that, he set to work hoping to get another reaction.

Nero walked, seeing some people but heading straight for one of the shops, realizing he was in fact hungry since it was around three in the afternoon, so he might as well get something small if Lucy is bringing something over with a ouija board or what ever she called it. Thinking to how he had just talked to it without some mystic mumbo jumbo make him think that they didn't need it. Heck, it responded what he thought violently when the brunette had said it might be scared, proving that it defiantly wasn't. Well, why should it be? It could see them and do what the hell it liked while he could only wait to see what happened next, which was very annoying in all honesty.

Buying a sandwich and drink, he sat on one of the benches in the courtyard, with pigeons eating the scraps others left behind or carelessly dropped, ignoring the many bins that were next to each bench and near one of the four path ways. Taking the wrapper of his sandwich, he began to eat while he looked around the serene place, taking note that the flowers had started to bloom, leaving the place in bright colour. Looking up at the sky, he saw the blue sky with only a few puffs of cloud scattered about, moving along as the breeze cooled the air the brilliant sun seemed so desperate to warm. It was indeed a pleasant day. Taking a sip of his drink, he looked at some of the birds getting a bit braver and trying to get some food that laid close to the teens feet. City birds have no fear of people. Moving his foot only for them to shuffle back a little before resuming their pecking. Then again, I don't think they truly fear anything. They don't really care what's happening around them, if them swooping into cars is anything to go by.

Finishing the rest of the sandwich, he got up and decided to go to the field where he knew lots more flowers lay. Him and Kyrie use to always meet up there before going to meet the others, or just sat there alone as they looked at the flowers. Nero stopped, biting his bottom lips until it pierced the flesh drawing blood. He quickly turned and headed back to his flat, knowing that Kyrie wasn't waiting for him there and he didn't want to be in such a place where so many memories remained. Taking off his shoes, he ignored the remote on the coffee table, his bag hanging up, the cans on the window sill and the plates from his cupboard lining the kitchen work tops as he went straight into his room, laying down and curling up on his bed as he clutched his pillow, feeling hot stinging behind his eyes at the tell tale sign of tears beginning to appear. He tried to hold them back, but the slow throb on his chest won out and he let silent tears fall, the pain in his chest getting worse. He buried his face in his pillow, closing his eyes in hope it would stop the tears, but instead he fell asleep without his consent.

Nero felt like he was floating, darkness allowing him to see nothing, but he felt okay with that, feeling at peace and happily numb, feeling nothing and he was willing to allow this to continue. However, someone else had other ideas as colour began to swirl around in his line of vision, pushing the shadows away while more colour began to make themselves known, shapes beginning to form until edges came into view, making everything clearer and he knew where he was. He was in the mall, Kyrie smiling at him while pulling him along to shop after shop, laughing and enjoying herself and he couldn't help but smile despite himself. They entered another shop, before hearing shouts of panic and fear, making Nero instantly tense, pulling Kyrie with him as they waited at the back of the shop as he saw the man in black holding a gun. But instead of him going to where the woman at the cashier was, he came straight towards them. He pulled Kyrie away from him and like before, he got hit with the but of the gun and fell to the floor. Only, he watched himself fall to the floor as something pulled him back, making him see it like he was watching a film. Kyrie screamed and shouted his name, the gun next to her head.

"Kyrie! KYRIE!" He shouted trying to reach her but restraints held him around his waist, trying to kick and punch his way out, but to no avail as the picture began to blur and go black completely, although he could still here the female scream for him and he continued to struggle till her heard a gun shot and a dull thud. He went limp, eyes wide as he felt tears start to fall down his face. This time, when he pulled away, he turned and stared wide eyed at what he saw. Bright red eyes.

"Mine."

Nero woke with a start at the growl he had heard in his dream, sitting up and rubbing a hand through his hair to try and settle himself down, feeling his heart banging against his rib cage. He felt something wet fall down his cheek and realized, he was crying. Rubbing the tears away, he went into the bathroom to wash his face, happy not to see any creepy red eyes looking at his reflection. Making sure he looked presentable, he went back into the living room and saw that in the kitchen all the plates out. He felt his eye twitch as he cursed and out the plates back in the cupboards, putting the cans in the bin and sitting on the couch, hearing a knock at the door. With a sigh, he got up and went to open it, seeing Lucy there with a wide smile till she saw his face.

"You've been crying again." It wasn't a question. Nero let her in, since she had a bag in one hand and a pizza box in the other, smiling happily as she put it on the table. "I thought we should have a take away in case it is our last meal, ya know? Might as well be something nice and I don't mind spending the money on it." She said with a laugh as she took at a wooden item out of the bag and putting it next to the pizza on the table. "So, shall we begin. I even brought candles if you want to make it spookier." Lucy said with a glint in her eyes. She was enjoying this far to much. Crazy person.

"Why do I get the feeling you are liking this a lot?" He asked, taking a slice of pizza and taking a bite, glaring at the string of cheese still attached even though it was about three inches away from the food. Lucy laughed, getting her own slice.

"Because I am." Was her simple answer.

After they had finished, Nero putting the remaining food in the fridge, he sat down on the couch and looked over at Lucy, who was setting up the ouija board, a smile on her face. Once she was done, she clapped her hands together, looking pleased with herself.

"Okay, so we put out finger tips on this and you ask questions-"

"Why am I asking questions?" Nero interrupted glaring at her but Lucy ignored it as she spoke again.

"Because it's your place. Now, you ask questions and it will answer either spelling it out or answering yes or no, depending on the type of question you ask, you get me?" Nero shook his head slowly no, having no idea if this would actually work and start questioning his friends sanity. "Good, now lets begin." They both put their hands on each said of the wooden stand, Nero gulping the lump in his throat before asking his first question.

"Umm, can you hear us?" He thought, getting a glance from the brunette, but shrugged as if saying he didn't know what else to ask first. To both their surprise, it started to move, before stopping on the yes. "Okay, do you have a name?" Nero asked, the thing moving around in a circle and landing on the yes again. "Will you tell us?" This time, it moved across the board on the No. "Okay. Erm, are you trapped here?" A small circle and a no. "Oh, then why are you here?" It moved down the board, moving to the letters as it went across the board, spelling out a word, making the two teens turn to each other in confusion. "You? As in, me?" The wooden device went to yes. "What about me?" Both teens watched as it went to the letters, but quite quickly this time, only spending two seconds on each latter before darting to the next, both teens eyes wide with fear and fascination. What it spelt scared them. "You want me?" Their hands followed the wooden device as it slowly went up onto the yes. Both stared wide eyed. "You're not a poltergeist or even a ghost are you." No. "What are you then?" D-E-M-Even though both of them let go, hoping to stop it from telling them what they feared, it continued to spell it out O-N. Demon. Nero was occupying a demon in his flat.

"Hey, do you want me stay?" Lucy offered, but Nero shook his head, to shell shocked to say anything as he looked at the board, his mind occupied with thoughts of what it said, what it wanted and those red eyes and that word. That one word constantly screaming in his head. Mine. Lucy was unsure to leave him there when there was a demon in here, but she didn't know what to do. "Want to come with me?" Again, Nero shook his head as he stared blankly. A normal person would have packed their bags and left already, but he just couldn't. From what he knew of demons, no matter where you went, they followed you until they got what they wanted, which in this case was him. Was he going to be taken away somewhere and never seen again? He didn't know what to do.

While this happened, unknown to them, the demon himself was sitting on the other side of the table, looking at the teen, seeing his scared expression, making him wonder if he had pushed it, but it was nothing more then the truth and he had answered thruthfully. He wanted him. And what he wanted, he got.

Me: Oooooh, so the demon wants Nero. This is all getting exciting.

Nero: Why are you being evil to me?

Me: I'm evil to uke's, so when the seme appears, he makes the uke all happy. and in turn, the seme gets some

Dante: Yes!

Me: Review chapter and I'll think about doing another quick update. But I'm happy that it's now over 5,000 words (Has seriously odd problem with stories shorter then that.) Until we meet again, byebye!