Okay, first off! Sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out there!

Second, I don't quite give a shit whether or not this chapter sucks, I wrote it a bit ago and I'm not going to rewrite everything I've got written out.

Now that it's summer; I'll update a hella lot for ya'll.

Also, if some of these chapters make no sense; touch shit bro! Deal with it kay? It's all basic shit, so enjoy.

Love ya'll.

Day 50

Vash was coming over today, while most quaked at this male; Roderich was not so inclined to do so. The two had been 'friends' for a long time. The police officer used to always be there for him when he was young and reckless. Oh yes, there had been a time when he, Roderich, had been quite the 'big shot'. Of course a free meal had to be offered to convince Vash to visit for an extended period of time.

Mostly Roderich wants to report the male he thinks has been stalking him; the man from the bar. Even after the ghost's threats, the guy must not have learned his lesson.

Hearing the tell tale beating on his door, he's quick to get it and open it before the violent blond man all but kicks it down. Vash stood there a moment, thin eyebrows raised.

"Well? Are you going to invite me in?"

Roderich seemed to recover, stepping aside wit ha sheepish look on his face while Vash breezed passed him. Sharp green eyes darted around the room, and then his brisk walk took him to the living room. This are was also analyzed before he sat, mostly on the edge of the couch. Roderich took a more relaxed stance on his other side; watching.

"You've been acting strange, it's annoying…"

Roderich smiled drolly.

"I just wanted to report the last week or so that I think someone has been following me, and tried to get into my house on at least a few occasions…"

Vash had whipped out his notebook and began to jot all that down. Roderich was able to supply a short description of who he thought it was; and well, Vash did not look happy. Especially after learning Roderich had invited the man over at one point.

"Do you know what's been stopping him from actually breaking in and potential harming you?"

"Maybe… You'll get to see…"

Roderich smiled at Vash's characteristic scowl, and he was thankful also for it; he'd missed it. He was glad for his old friend being so willing to help him. While he trusted the police force, he knew he wouldn't get much out of them, Vash was handling it personally; that mean paranoid drive by's that would ward off just about anything…

Silence pervaded in the dining room while the blond and auburn males dined. At the beginning, half the conversation was on how stupid Roderich was for doing what he'd done, and then it had turned to Vash's sister. After that conversation seemed to waver, they enjoyed the rest of the dinner in silence. Together.

Think of it also as a social experiment as well, purposefully Roderich had made their time together seem like a date. The last time that had happened, it had awoken the ghost. Just as he was leaning closer to Vash to say something, he felt an odd, eerie feeling in the pit of his stomach. He also noticed Vash had frozen, the two set down their silverware and looked about; startled as the lights and flickered on and off.

Vash had stood up so quick that the chair that the chair fell over wit ha clatter, and he'd pulled out his little tazer. Roderich had also come to stand, skirting to Vash's side, both looking around wildly.

The light shut off completely for a few seconds, then turned back on. The scene was melodramatic really when Gilbert the ghost could be seen standing on the table. The essence of the ghost distorted before gaining substance again. On the pale face was a scowl and its foot stamped childishly on the table, only there was no noise from it; no literal impact. The seemed to be pushed off the table by an unseen force, and then Gilbert pointed a finger at Roderich.

The moment the ghost jumped off the table, Vash fired his tazer. The hooks passed through the ghost and dug into the table. The electric current passing through the ghost seemed to give him even more substance, giving him a surreal and natural, human look.

"You best keep your distance whatever the hell you are!"

Gilbert had stopped drifting forward and looked into Vash's fuming and flushed face. His own appeared angry and the two clashed gazes for a long time.

"Fuck off!"

Vash screamed out again. The current of the tazer could be heard and gilbert's form shirked back. His face fell and his mouth moved but not sound came out. It was something that he both just felt from inside resonate…

"I'm sorry…"

Vash released his tazer, letting off the trigger and almost immediately gilbert dimmed and flickered in and out of existence. Roderich offered a smile, shakey, but it was enough for the ghost, who melted into the table and out of sight.

Very gently Vash cleaned the strings to his tazer up and bent down to the ground to clean up the plates and their broken pieces.

"He's why that guy hasn't succeeded yet…"

Vash looked up to Roderich, at first Vash's face was a slate, but then he smiled.

"It seems stressful. "

"I'm still waiting for the day I get used to him."

Vash hummed at him and dumped the shards into the trash.

"I know one thing, if anything at all… Something's wrong… Just… Don't know…" The two could only work silently to clean up the disheveled dining area, Vash wanted to figure out how to help; Roderich merely wanted to survive…