ONE MOMENT IN TIME

Author's notes:First of all, sorry for the late update! Preparing for an art show and a massive move to the U.S. took my time other then college life. This chapter was left on my laptop since Christmas and I finally found the time to upload it. And I know it's random, but is it possible to make a movie adaptation of a fanfic? I wonder…And this is not beta'ed. I'm looking for a beta btw –nudge nudge-. Anyone interested?

Disclaimer:Still not mine…yet.

Ahh. How she loved morning tea. The feeling of warm, tasty liquid pours down her throat. It sends tingles to the tip of her toes.

The fresh smell of chamomile filled her nostrils, the aqua haired girl let out a contented sigh as she put the brim of the full cup to her lips, blowing on it softly.

Life is just wonderf-

A pair of pale hands shot up through the table, grabbing violinist's wrists firmly and all systems in the girl's body ceased functions.

A pair of blue orbs widened in shock as a pale blonde head protrudes through the table, eyes rolling at the back of the head, the corner of the spirit's mouth turned up in a malicious smirk as an eerie, cackling laugh rang Michiru's ears.

"Come with me to heeeeeeelll…." Red, transparent blood started leaking out from the eyes, ears, and nose and at the corner of the spirit's mouth.

The violinist snapped.

A loud, shrill cry filled the entire Kaioh household in the once peaceful Saturday morning.

O.O

"Ahahahahahahahaahahahahhhhaaaahahahahahhahhahhahhahhhaaaaaaa…" The good-looking spirit rolled around in laughter in mid air. Silvery tears leak out at the corners of those eyes as the spirit practically turned upside down, still laughing like there's no tomorrow.

Michiru puckers her lips in annoyance and embarrassment and sent a heated glare at the still-laughing apparition. The usually calm violinist had raised the alarm throughout the Mansion, summoning all the panicking maids, butlers and even the security guards to her at once, demanding what was wrong.

It had taken all the patience in the aqua haired girl to calm the horde of panicking people and assure them nothing was wrong with her, physically and mentally.

And here she was, back in the safe haven which was her room, accompanied by the one responsible to the pandemonium of the morning.

A snort from the corner of the room jerked Michiru back from her reminiscence of the not so nice past. The pale transparent spirit was finally settling down on snorts and silent chuckles, still eyeing the annoyed violinist cautiously.

Another heated glare and the apparition's snorts and chuckles trailed into nothingness.

"Ruka,"

The spirit gulped unconsciously. Transparent green eyes blinked guiltily as the owner turned to the caller.

"Y-yes, Princess?"

"That practical joke was terrific. Thank you." a full notch of sarcasm and bottled up anger. The violinist' face was one of impenetrable serenity, yet when she spoke it was with the viciousness of a hurling blizzard.

Ruka faintly wondered if it's possible to die twice.

O.O

It all happened a day ago, right in the wee hours of the morning. A deeply slumbering Michiru was rudely awakened by a loud obnoxious sound. It first sounded like someone's poor attempt to whistle and before long it turned out sounding like a pig that's got stuck in a toilet.

A pair of blue eyes then opened to meet transparent green eyes.

And that was when she got introduced to Ruka, the good-looking, slightly-annoying, childish apparition that hung around her ever since their first glimpse of each other's eyes. And wreaking havoc all the while.

Michiru had spent most of her free time following with her meeting with the apparition to study more about ghosts.

And the first thing she'd look up on the internet was how to get rid of one.

She'd tried everything from sprinkling- no, more like spraying, the apparition with holy water, and it didn't affect one bit. It only turned her room to a small swimming pool and confused her maids to no end of her slightly strange behavior. The spirit was laughing the whole time and it was the reason why the violinist had thrown her bedside lamp at the apparition, to no avail as it went right through the target's head and smashed to pieces against the wall.

And that was when Michiru had enough of trying to get rid of Ruka and the start of the annoying friendship between the two.

Michiru let out a sigh as she lifted her sapphire eyes off the thick book she was currently trying to read.

"Ruka," the apparition, who was floating around the violinist's room while making faces at her, blinked at the call "can you, please, stop doing that?"

The apparition pouted childishly and huffed, floating down to sit crossed leg across from Michiru in her comfy queen-sized bed.

"But I'm bored," the blonde spirit complained in a whiny voice "and you're no fun at all."

Michiru fought the twitching in her eye as she closes her book with a sigh "Well, I do have something important to read after all."

Ruka cocked a transparent blonde head and blinked "What are you reading anyway?" the spirit float towards Michiru as emerald eyes gazed down at the cover of the book. A frown then graces the pale handsome face.

" 'Oxford Guide to Classical Music'," the spirit reads, husky voice echoed in Michiru's mind "you study music?"

The aqua-haired girl realized she might as well stop reading now since she had a feeling that she might be playing 20 question with Ruka now that the spirit succumbs to curiosity. Gently, Michiru laid the book on her side before she met the apparition's slightly eerie emerald eyes.

"Yes, I'm taking Music in Tokyo University of Arts and Music," the violinist pondered for a second before continuing "ne, Ruka. Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot," the spirit replied nonchalantly, lounging with both hands behind blonde head in mid-air.

"Are you a guy or a girl?" the spirit fell comically from the relaxed position and went through the bed in shock. Michiru blinked in surprise.

"Ara…"

"I'm fully female, dammit!," furious transparent blonde head stick out of the bed accompanied by a fist shaking in the violinist's direction "thought you had enough sense to know!!"

Michiru had to suppress a smile at the red hue that tinted the spirit's face "but your appearance says otherwise. Or is it a pleasure to you to cross dress?" she eyed Ruka's figure slowly as the apparition flopped down in front of the violinist in her previous fashion. A white baggy shirt with the top button undone and black slacks and a black leather boots. Not the usual pick of clothing for a woman.

"How do I know? I was like this when I woke up!" The spirit crosses her arms in annoyance. Something in the sentence made Michiru frown in confusion.

"Woke…up?" the blonde nodded slowly at the question "what do you mean?"

Ruka frown as a hand unconsciously scratched her tousled blonde head "I don't really know. I don't remember anything. The last thing I remembered was waking up in your room and staring down at your eyes." A frustrated huff came from the blonde. This only triggered Michiru's curiosity.

"You mean, you don't know where you came from? Or why you end up here?" the questions were answered by shook of head from the blonde.

"I didn't remember anything apart of my name. Ruka, or I think that's my name…" doubt and sadness began to cloud the emerald eyes, making the violinist's heart ache at the sight. The spirit looks so sad…

"C-can I do anything to help?" Michiru find herself saying, hands tightening on her bed sheet as emerald met sapphire.

Ruka shook her head and shrug at the same time "I don't know. The first thing I want to find out is why I'm awaken from the dead, and I don't think you can help me with that." The aqua haired girl nodded in agreement, that question was only for Ruka to answer.

"So, you're dead then?" the question was asked softly, as the though the asker was afraid to hurt the blonde's feelings.

Ruka grinned mischievously, apparently not taking the question personally "I guess so. I mean, I'm a spirit- ghost now right? Why else could I be a ghost if I'm not dead?" the sadness and doubt that once clouded the apparition's eyes vanished in a flash and Michiru cant help but smiled at the return of Ruka's impish childishness.

"I think you're more of a poltergeist, actually."

"Whaaaat?" feeling insulted, the blonde screeched, eyes wide in disbelief "Poltergeists are ugly- don't you dare compare me to them! h-hey, stop laughing, damn woman!"

Michiru's crystal laughter filled the room as the object of the laughter only crossed her arms in mild annoyance, lips twitching as though fighting not to join in laughing.

The violinist wont let the conversation that had taken place disappear from her mind, though. Helping Ruka find the reason why she'd awaken in Michiru's room in the first place will help both the spirit and Michiru at the same time, she knew it.

What Michiru doesn't know however, were the two maids that stood outside her room with ears on the door. Both maids had wide eyes and looked at each other in alarm. What is the matter with their Ojou-sama?

A/U: Oh-ho, a mystery to flavor the story. Anyone can guess Haruka's background? I'll have e-cookies ready for those who can XP.

Drop a review if you please, that'll help me in updating faster. See you later!