Here's the next chapter. I think it's a bit rushed, but I hope you enjoy/like it anyway.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt

Chapter 11: Terror

"So have you forgiven us?" Gene asked hopefully, batting his long eyelashes at me. He held his face close to mine, smiling to try and win back my affections. We'd finished the movie, and Monk and Gene had concluded their melodramatics. After that they had stuck in another one of my favorite movies called "Chicago". I honestly missed the days when my favorite movies weren't being ruined by men, though why they were having a Chick-Flick Fest in the first place, I rather didn't want to know.

I smirked. "Don't push your luck," I said, pushing his face out of the way so I could watch the movie. It was my favorite part of the movie where several of the women were all explaining to the main character how they'd gotten there. I so wished to jump up and dance with them. These movies always made me feel that way.

Gene grinned down at me. Grabbing my hand, he hauled me to my feet saying, "Let's dance!" He pulled me into a quick paced dance that I didn't know the steps to. We were off beat with the song, but I guess that was half of the fun. I laughed as he dipped me almost to the ground and then hoisted me up against the chest, his arms wrapped tightly around my middle. "I'm stealing your girlfriend and leaving you lonely!" he called over his shoulder.

Before he could reach the door, Naru was there, pulling him around. "I don't think so," he said, quickly pulling me into his arms and away from Gene.

"Dance! Dance!" Monk and Gene began chanting, rewinding to the beginning of the "Cell Block Tango".

I grinned at his hesitant expression, jumping up and down. "Yeah! Let's dance! Let's dance!" I joined in, pulling him over to where just moments ago Gene and I had been dancing. "Come on. You know you want to~" I coaxed, taking the lead and pulling him into an improvised dance.

Slowly, he took over the lead, guiding me through a complicated series of fast steps. We were even keeping beat with the song. I giggled as he pulled me against him and then spun me around. I couldn't keep up with him, making me laugh even more as I tripped, stumbled and was caught more than a couple times.

I was dipped, just like with Gene, and suddenly caught sight of John leaning against the door jam. His expression was almost unreadable. Almost. The emotions that flashed through his eyes caused me to seize up with what can only be described as fear. I fumbled to grab hold of Naru's shirt, my feet tangling with his.

We crash to the floor and I let out a gasp, but my eyes are already swiveling to find the doorway empty. I only caught a flash of him as John left. Even though we're still on the floor and I'm still crushing Naru, I wrap my arms tightly around his waist, burying my face in his chest.

"What happened?" Gene asked just shy of teasing because he knew something was wrong, "You were doing so well. Then suddenly *crash!* you're on the floor." He grinned childishly like he usually does, but I don't grin back. Actually, I still have my face buried in Naru's chest, trying as hard as I can to erase John's face with that expression from my mind, and having no success.

Naru shot Gene a glare that had Gene shutting up. He grabbed Monk's and Lin's arms, pulling them back towards their chairs. The silence thickened only filled by the loud words of the movie.

"Do you want to go home?" Naru asked in a whisper, pulling us to our feet. I nodded, refusing to look up, and let him pull me away.

…..

I was in the school again, walking through the halls. I go through the whole scenario of the previous dream once more. My heart beat raced and my breath came in quick short gasps. I'm lightheaded and my vision swam with images that are both familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

I saw images of both November and me flit across my vision. All of them are tinted with a soft pink aura of love, but some hint at something else, something terrifying. Dark red loathing or purple lust or even dark green obsession mask that pretty color, telling me something was wrong about the person they'd come from. Those were the easiest and most familiar. The others were nasty and revolting, imagined things that could be done to the two of us. They were so horrible that I nearly vomited while running from whatever was chasing me.

I hesitated for only a moment at the top of the door to the roof. Hoping that the three from before were not there, I burst through the door. The wind instantly rips the handle from my grasp, slamming the door open against the wall. Despite the howling of the wind, I still heard a voice coming from where the other three had been last time.

It was the same conversation except that the voice never changed. It stayed the same only pointing out to me who was talking by the inflections and words spoken.

I inched around the corner, peering to see who was there. A boy with a mess of dirty blonde hair is the only person I'm greeted by. He had his back turned to me, making it impossible to see his face. He sat close to the edge of the roof hunched close to the ground, using a stick to scratch at the cement of the roof.

Checking to make sure there were no others hiding somewhere, I stepped out and approached the boy. His muttering and scratching with the stick instantly ceased, but he didn't turn around to look at me.

"Um, are you lost? Do you need help?" I asked even though I knew it was probably a stupid question see as how we were in the spirit world.

He hesitated before turning around, a joyous, yet a bit insane, smile on his face. It was the same face I had seen on the other three in the other dream. I stumbled back in shock even as he began to speak. "Oh? You offer your help? To me? A lowly boy with no one who loves him?" he asked, the insane smile only growing. He stood and started toward me slowly. I felt myself involuntarily take a step back, and another and another…

Then my back hit the safety railing on the edge of the roof.

"Will you love me? Will you? That will help me. Just for someone to love me is all I wish for. Please? Please?" he asked, getting so close to me that I can feel his breath on my face. When I don't respond, his face grows angry. "You. You're just like them. All of them. None of them saw me. None of them loved me." And just like that, he shoved me over the railing, and I'm plummeting to the cement.

…..

My scream filled the room around me, waking me from a fitful sleep. I lie there, clutching the sheets over me trying to rid my body of the piercing pain that came with the fall. It wasn't exactly my scream that had woken me, but the jarring pain that had radiated through my every fiber the moment I had hit the cement at the ground floor of the school.

"Mai! Wake up! You're okay!" I heard Naru calling. He grabbed my shoulders, pinning me to the bed to stop me from flailing. His eyes were wild with a worry that I could see even through my haze of tears.

The pain instantly fades with his touch, replaced by pure terror and pain of a different kind. Tears stream down my face. I let out a choked sob, and fling myself into his arms.

There you go, the rather late chapter. I had STAR testing this week and next week which totally sucks and that coupled with moving made it extremely hard to write anything. Anyway, I hope you liked it and review please :D

P.S.~ Who loves Chicago, Moulin Rouge and another movie that will probably turn up in the next chapter called Burlesque?