Chapter 2

I sighed to myself as I typed away on my keyboard, usually I would find the sound of clattering keys quite relaxing and I would enjoy writing, regardless of the topic, but I just couldn't enjoy it like I normally do. I suppose the fact I had been trying to complete all the work I had missed from the passed few months was probably the reason why, but with everything that had gone on homework didn't seem like much of a priority at the time.

Why did I let myself get so far behind. What am I supposed to do? I have school tomorrow and this needs to be in...

I had told myself I would start this yesterday, but I got distracted with my efforts to find a way to befriend the spirit...

"I'm such an idiot!" I practically cried out as I hit my head against my wooden desk, letting myself wallow in self pity for a moment or two. I decided there was no point just sitting there and I reached for my phone. "I wonder what the second question was..."

I turned my head to peer at the image on my phones small screen, I zoomed in so that I could better read the questions.

" ' Would you like to be famous? If yes, in what way?' " I dropped the phone, screen first onto the desk. "If his answer was anything to go by yesterday he would probably say something like 'Yes! I want to be known for being the one who destroyed the Pharaoh. MUHAHAHA' "

"Do you often talk to yourself, Landlord?"

I very nearly jumped out of my skin at the cold voice that appeared from nowhere. I turned to see the spirit staring me, arms crossed and with a questioning look on his face.

"Not really." I let out a loud sigh and shook my head at him as he chuckled away. "Was there something you wanted?"

I turned back to face my computer and pretended to be doing something important.

"Not particularly," He floated beside me and looked over my should to inspect what exactly I was doing. "I was just curious about what that god awful impression of me was for."

I paused at that.

So he heard me... Oops.

"Ah, that." I smiled awkwardly. "It was nothing... Just a joke really, how I thought you'd react to a question thing."

I found myself too nervous to even fake a laugh, the most I could manage was half a smile as I turned to face the spirit once again.

"What was the question?"

"What?" I blinked

"What was the question?" He looked ever so slightly annoyed repeating the question.

"Uh... 'Would you like to be famous? If yes then what for?' " I repeated the question from earlier, wide eyed as I expected an answer, perhaps it would be better than the mock one he came up with.

"Hm, perhaps your impression wasn't so bad after all landlord."

Or not.

"You're not serious are you?" I groaned and hit my head to the desk once again.

I couldn't help feeling disappointed, was the Pharaoh and revenge really all he cared to think about?

"Were you expecting something else." The spirit said flatly, floating away to inspect the room like he had done countless times since he first started appearing to me in this way. "I'm a centuries old spirit that only still exists because of the Pharaoh and for revenge, what else am I meant to aspire for?"

It was a rhetorical question, he didn't really want an answer, I knew that. But still I desperately wished I could think of something... Though I hate to admit it, he had a point, but...

"I was hoping there was more to you really." I thought out loud without realizing.

I was hoping for something I could work with, something to help me show you there is more to life, I was hoping we could learn from each other, like Yugi and the Pharaoh... I was hoping for a friend.

I decided to ignore the spirit and to just continue with my work instead, there was no extending the deadline for most of these projects, and 3 were due in tomorrow so I thought I might as well try and at least get those 3 done today...the others could be done at a later date.

"You're naïve landlord."

I flinched. Why did he decide to talk when I was busy?

"And why is that?" I turned to look at him, but he was not there.

Is he playing a trick on me or...?

As I turned back to face my computer screen I saw the spirit sitting on the desk in front of me, with a displeased look on his face as he looked down to me.

"Thinking that I would bother having such things as 'friends' "

The words stung like a thousand tiny needles embedded in my skin, I'm not sure why it hurt so bad to hear him say that, I never had many friends so why was this so hurtful?

"How did you know...?" My voice was weaker now as I stared in confusion.

"Mind link," He sang, tapping his finger against his skull. "someone forgot to block it."

Fuuuuck

"Language, landlord." He smirked.

I twitched in aggravation at his cockiness, I could not deal with this today, I was far too stressed and he was not helping.

"Oh just go away, please!" I clutched my hair as I spoke. "Can't you see that I am too busy to deal with a spirit that has no care for someone else's privacy?"

Not a word was spoken from the spirit as he left for his soul room. I let out a deep exhale and my body visibly relaxed.

Better make sure to block the mind link now...

I took in a few deep breaths to calm myself, I made sure that our mind link was completely blocked and then managed to motivate myself to finish writing up 2 of the 3 essays needed tomorrow before I made myself a drink of hot chocolate.

English, maths and chemistry have to be in by tomorrow... Biology by Tuesday. Sociology, Thursday and Psychology by Friday... And not to mention all the homeworks that will be set between those days...

"Though it really doesn't seem too bad when I list them like that..." I smiled as I realized I was speaking to myself again. "Huh... I really do talk to myself."

I take another sip of my hot chocolate and looked around, things were a lot more lonely when the spirit hid himself away...

"Strange to think he noticed something about me that I didn't even notice."