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Chapter 4- Things To Do

I stared at the screen where the man had been. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It wasn't that he had done anything scary or threatening, but the sight sent chills up my spine.

The door banged open, causing Lin and I to start slightly.

"You idiot," shrieked Ayako over her shoulder, storming in.

"It's not my fault you can't hold your breakfast," growled Monk, hot on her heals.

"Oh, but it's not my fault you take corners like some bad spy movie and you don't understand the words PULL OVER. And then you yell at me for something I can't control!"

"You didn't have to do it IN MY CAR! You know those little buttons on the side with the window picture on them, yeah, those are meant so the big thing of glass in your way will move!"

"No, don't you even try to blame this on me..."

"If you two are quite done," said Naru, standing from his seat. He began to hand out a piece of paper to everyone.

"These are the hot spots according to the owner and caretaker. Matsuzaki, Takigawa, go ahead and exorcise these areas and see if anything comes of it." They nodded.

"What about you?" asked Ayako.

"The staff will be coming in in a few moments to give us their side of events. Mai and Lin will be staying here to assist me with that." Ayako and Monk left quietly, still glaring daggers at each other.

"Mai?" said Naru, breaking me out of my lala land time.

"Yes Naru?" I said brightly, turning my gaze to his.

"Tea." My face fell slightly and I grumbled, leaving the room.

I leaned against the counter as I waited for the water to boil. However, when I looked up, I was in the auditorium.

"Hold on, how did I get here?" I looked around and saw Monk. I began to walk towards him when someone grabbed my arm.

"Oh, Naru, hey, what's going on?" His eyes softened and a small smile appeared on his face.

Oh ok, this was a dream.

"So, what's going on?" I asked. He nodded towards Monk and I looked again. Beneath Monk was an elderly man clinging to a curtain.

"I won't go," he said in a frail but determined voice. "I won't go. I still have things to do here. I won't go and you won't make me."

"Still have things...to do here?" I repeated, confused.

"That's all he ever says," muttered Naru as the dream shifted to a black area. I looked at Naru.

"Why? What does it mean?"

"It means he won't leave until he has accomplished what he feels he needs to," Naru said, his eyes looking over my shoulder as if seeing something. My forehead creased.

"What does he need to do?" Naru's gaze returned to my face.

"I'm not sure."

"Naru, is he the one who's causing the knocks and bangs? Did he make the curtain fall? Is he playing the music? I asked, intending to get every bit of information possible. Naru's smile played slightly at the corners of his mouth.

"Everything...except the music."

"What do you mean 'except the music?' Then who is causing the music?" My surroundings began to fade.

"Naru?"

"Naru?" asked a male's voice. I opened my eyes and looked up.

"Masahiro," I said, pointing.

"Yes, me." He smiled as I lowered my hand. We stared at each other for a bit and then I looked to the kettle and shrieked.

"Oh man, it's boiling over!" I ran and pulled it off quickly and turned the eye off. Masahiro, who I had startled pretty badly, laughed quietly as he helped me clean up the mess.

"Thanks," I murmured, embarrassed.

"Oh, no need, I fall sleep at work all the time," he laughed. I smiled as I began to pour the water into the tea pot to steep.

"Really, I don't know why, sometimes I'm not tired until right at that moment and then I'm asleep."

"Haha, I think that's called boredom." We both laughed.

"Mai." I looked towards the opening and saw Naru leaning against the frame. He didn't look pleased.

"I'm sorry, I was keeping her from her work again. It's my fault." Naru glared at Masahiro as he left and then turned his angry eyes back on me.

"Sorry," I said kindly, studiously ignoring his gaze. "I know it took a bit, but I'm done." I lifted the tea pot onto a tray as well as several cups for the tea. He waited for me at the door and then we began to walk back together, his temper not seeming to improve.

"Hey, Naru?" I said timidly. I took his silence as grounds to continue. "Is it possible for a spirit to not be exorcised if there is...oh I don't know, something it believes it still has to do?" He looked at me, and, though he was fighting to keep his face impartial, I could see the curiosity in his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I had a dream, just now I mean, and Monk was exorcising the stage and a man was under him and he was refusing to leave. He said he still had something to do." Naru looked forward again.

"So the exorcism didn't work." It was more of a statement than a question but I still nodded.

"Yeah, but, this man, he's not the one who is causing the music to play." This got Naru's attention. He looked back at me in surprise. "Yeah, he is the cause of everything except the music."

"I see, do you know who or what is causing the music?" he asked as his hand grabbed his chin and his eyebrows knit together. As we entered the base, there was a line of people waiting outside staring at them.

"Staff to be interviewed," muttered Naru as he opened the door and let me pass before following behind me. Ayako jumped up at the sight of me.

"Mai!" she said running to me in a frenzy. She looked...pale.

"Are you alright? We heard you scream. What happened?" I raised my hands in a futile attempt to calm her and Monk, who seemed just as worried, down.

"No, I'm fine, the water just boiled over that's all." Ayako sighed in relief and turned back to her seat. I laughed slightly and then looked at Naru as he waited on something to print.

Did he come after me because he heard me scream?

Naru walked back to me and handed me a piece of paper.

"Mai, is this the man you saw?" I scrutinized the picture and gasped.

"Uh, yes, it is," I murmured, a little shocked.

"You had a dream!?!" asked Monk standing. Obviously he was thinking back to our last case where my dreams had sent me into hysterical fits.

"Not like those," I assured him, looking up. "But I did see that this man won't leave under exorcism." I looked back at the picture, troubled, like everyone else.

I was going to have Masako and John come in, but I decided not to. I might still, but right now I am leaning towards no. Oh and I absolutely think you guys are like mind readers or something because the reviews definitely reflect my own thought plans for stories. I guess great minds think alike huh?

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