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I'm not sure if it's right on time for you (because timezones are so utterly confusing) but it's 9 PM where I live as I post this. xD
I hope you enjoy this chapter, it's a bit on the emotional side, but the inner writer within me just couldn't stop writing! (Ah, the temptations.)
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Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt in any way, shape or form. Any OCs are mine while the rest are characters from GH.
Author's Note:Emphasis
1st P.O.V of either Naru or Mai, depending on the situation.
"Other worldly beings like ghosts, etc."
"Normal talking."
Astral Planning or scenes within dreams. In this, this is "talking" and this is "Other worldly beings talking to Mai", nothing much changes.
6 months after Oliver left for England, to bury Eugene's body, along with Lin.
The Davis residency,
London,
England.
They sat down at the dinner table as the maids went in to bring the food for the night; appetizer, then the main meal, and then the dessert. Luella eyed her husband and her only son with hypothetical daggers shooting out of her blue eyes. Both the men, that were her targets, carefully avoided her threatening gaze. Lin was glad to be missing this dinner and Oliver was quite annoyed by the fact that his presence wasn't there to soothe him.
"So, what do you think, Oliver?" Martin smiled gingerly at his son. Noll looked up to face his father. When it comes to discussing the paranormal, Father is always so energetic. Noll mentally sighed and glanced at the papers that were scattered on his father's side of the table. Most of them were property papers and the reopening of SPR, Japanese Branch. True to his personality, Noll knew that his father was up to something. Martin, being, well, the person that he is, didn't wait for the teen to question him on the topic.
"Oliver. I want you to go back and re-open SPR as JSPR." Martin spoke; his voice stern with a business like trail lining each word.
I knew Father was going to pull this up sooner or later. No wonder he has been so quiet for the past few weeks.
"And I won't take no for an answer."
Oliver looked up from his empty cup and sighed heavily, "Fine. We'll re-open it." From the corners of his eyes, he could swear that he saw his father gleaming with happiness. Father will never change. He placed his cup on the table. He was fine, till he finally realized why the room felt so stuffy.
"O-l-i-v-e-r…" Noll felt shivers go up his spine. His gut suddenly felt that eating outside would have been a better idea for that day. I'm so dead today. Told father to not discuss anything related to the paranormal at the dinner table! But he won't listen until Mother shows him her anger. They never change.
Martin, who was retreating as soon as he was done with his son, soon stopped in his tracks when he heard her wife. "M-a-r-t-i-n…" He was a goner.
And, it began. Luella yelled at Martin and Oliver. Martin could only wince and squirm in his seat at the sight of his dear wife unleashing her wrath, where as Oliver quietly escaped the brunt of the attack; with the papers that once laid on Martin's side of the table.
He sighed, going up to his room whilst clutching onto the documents. What am I even doing? This is ridiculous. Shaking his head, he entered his room. He was mad and at the same time, uninterested in the night ahead. His brain wandered to Japan, wondering what his petite assistant must be doing. His papers were stacked on the table next to him. Mai… Why did I leave her? His feet carried him to the huge mirror next to his bookshelf.
"….My brain must be tired. She's in love with Gene, idiot scientist." Now I'm talking to myself. If anyone came in, they would definitely think I'm a maniac. His gaze was long lost into his own reflection; swimming in the depths of his memories. His brother and Mai; he felt so conflicted. His heart churned and his gut wrenched at the thought of them being torn apart. But was that really what was on his mind? No… That's not right. Of course it isn't.
He shook his head violently, throwing his 'filthy' thoughts into the trenches of his brain; never to be pulled back up. Huh? His eyes widened at his reflection smiling pitifully at him. No…. That isn't my reflection. Noll never smiled. Or did he smile unconsciously?
"Hello, Noll."
Gene! He couldn't believe it. His brother was there, right in front of him. What is he doing here? It was too late. Gene's image flickered. But he didn't leave without a 'goodbye'.
"I'm sorry, Noll."
"GENE!" Noll jumped towards his mirror, punching the mirror softly, as if to get on to the other side and talk to his brother. But it just made things worse. His glassy eyes watched in horror; stricken with sudden grief, as the mirror shattered into pieces. His brother was not there, even if he wanted him to.
"Ge…ne.." His body slumped to the ground; his knees giving away to the overwhelming untouched sadness that slammed into his body. No. Biting his lower lip, he clenched his fists; his well trimmed nails digging into his pale flesh. No, Not now. His eyes burnt as liquid threatened to fall. The sound of running footsteps followed by anxious calls from both Luella and Martin didn't register in his mind.
I didn't cry then, I can't cry now! He threw his head back as tears fell down his cheeks. NO! NO! Luella stormed into the teen's bedroom; followed suit by an equally worried Martin. Oliver started to sniff, his nose giving away his hard work in hiding his mental stability. Luella gasped and Martin ran to his son.
"G-Gene…. I miss him—" Oliver croaked, unable to talk as tears overflowed from his glassy red eyes. No! I can't be crying now! Get it together, Noll!
"…Noll…" Martin frowned, his voice's signature bubbly tone disappearing at his son's breakdown. Luella could hardly hold back the grief herself. Taking tiny steps, she knelt next to her son and started to bawl. Martin was conflicted; resisting the urge to cry. He needed to be there for them. He wrapped an arm around his wife and another around his son, bringing them into a hug.
"We all miss him, Noll…" Martin spoke in a low, strained voice. His tears began fall. The family of 3, once 4, cried out to the person they all missed the most.
"…Kuh- Gene… Gene…. GENE!" Noll couldn't handle it. He screamed his long lost brother's name with all the agony that was built up in his body.
Gene…
We miss you.
I miss you, brother.
The night was silent; grief and sadness mass spread within the Manor of the Davis family. But, they weren't the only ones. In Japan, Tokyo, Province of Shibuya, was another human, who was crying their eyes out. Astral Projecting wasn't easy, but she was tired and couldn't handle the anger and sadness that was stored in her. She too bawled into the night. Crying into her knees, she curled up into a ball and clenched her fists.
But, she had a visitor.
"I'm sorry, Mai…" The alarmed female looked up at a raven haired teen; lips lined with a pitiful smile. Mai collided with a wave of emotions and questions with urgently needed answers. But her voice gave out only one name, almost with a lot of effort; still sounding strained.
"….Eugene?"
DADADADUM!
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