The katana stabbed forward, and Luffy luckily fell to the side, the blade just barely nicking his cheek.
"The ghost is trying to kill me!" he screamed, scrambling away from the floating katana. The sword reaimed itself at Luffy again, and Luffy just barely missed yet another deadly strike.
"DO SOMETHING!" he shouted to Zoro, jumping behind the couch. The sword pierced through a couch pillow, and Zoro seemed to snap out of his panic.
"THERE REALLY IS A GHOST. SHIT," he cursed, unsheathing his Wado Ichimonji. The flying katana once again aimed for Luffy, but Zoro parried the blade with ease.
"I TOLD YOU!" Luffy said triumphantly, then yelped and ducked as the sword came at him again. Zoro charged after the sword, grabbing it's hilt and trying to force it back into it's sheath. Right when the tip of the blade entered the sheath, the sword went still in his hand. He sighed in relief, sliding the sword all the way into the sheath. Luffy relaxed, then flopped onto the couch with a groan.
"Why does that ghost hate me...?" he mumbled into the ruined pillow. All of a sudden, a lightbulb seemed to light up in his head. He sat up quickly, punching his palm excitedly. "That's it! I know why the ghost is after me!" Zoro stared in disbelief.
"Let me guess... You ate all of it's favorite food?"
"How did you know?" Lufy asked, in awe at Zoro's apparent mind-reading ability. Zoro rolled his eyes.
"It isn't too hard to guess with you," he muttered. "And I'm sure that wasn't the reason-" he raised a hand when Luffy opened his mouth to speak, "-because ghosts don't eat. Is there any other reason it would come after you?" He sat next to Luffy, who was apparently thinking. Zoro started to worry Luffy would get himself sick; Luffy's face was growing flushed, and he squeezed his eyes shut as if he was in pain.
"Oh! That's it!" he suddenly burst out, opening his eyes wide and jumping off of the couch. Zoro started at the suddenl movement, but managed to keep his cool.
"And that would be...?"
"I got a weird phone call last night. I think that's the reason the ghost is chasing me!" Luffy declared, grinning as if he had just found ten dollars on the street.
"Did you record the call?" Zoro asked, standing up. Luffy shook his head.
"No, I was too sleepy. It woke me up," he grouched, crossing his arms.
"But there's still the call record," Zoro said, shrugging. Luffy brightened up immediately, pulling his black iPhone out of his pocket.
"I didn't think of that!" he saic cheerfully, tapping and scrolling away. But his brow furrowed, and he frowned at the small device.
"No record? You stupid phone!" he howled, throwing the phone at the couch. It landed on the middle cushion, settling itself into the dark green fabric. Zoro picked it up and looked himself. Luffy was right, there wasn't any call records at all. The whole page was wiped clean.
"You sure you got a call? You weren't just dreaming?" he asked skeptically. He just about dropped the phone when Immortals* started blaring through the small phone speakers, vibrating his whole arm. Luffy snatched the phone from Zoro, turned it on speaker, and answered the call.
"Hello..?" he greeted warily.
"Six days, six days,
Try to keep yourself in check.
Six days, six days,
Until we've played the last card of our deck.
Six days, six days-"
"Bye again, creepy voice thing," Luffy said quickly, ending the call as soon as the last word escaped his mouth. Zoro stared at the black phone as if it had just grown legs and walked.
"Y-you weren't lying..." he said dumbly.
"Well, duuh." Luffy stuck his tongue out at Zoro. "I don't lie, Zoro." Zoro blinked, then shook his head slowly side to side.
"I can't believe that you're being haunted."
"And I can't believe we forgot about the groceries!" Luffy gasped, the ghost forgotten, and ran outside. "I'M SORRY, MEAT! I'LL NEVER FORGET ABOUT YOU AGAIN!" Zoro rolled his eyes, then followed Luffy out to the car.
"I only hope I'll be able to sleep tonight," he muttered, looking up at the clear sky, the stars glittering brightly around the big, fat, full moon. A small crash caught his attention, and he hurried to help his friend with the bags.
"LUFFY, WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!"
*Immortals- An amazing song made by Fallout Boy
Luffy, you weirdo... What the fuck are you doing? Even I don't know
Luffy: Well, hurry up and update the next chapter!
Me: ...What a great idea! I'll do that tomorrow *Maybe*
Luffy: Good! Now stop talking. Author's notes aren't interesting
Me: ...Ouch