Ghost Slayers

Chapter Thirty-seven

By Relm

Sylphiel did keep her promise; she did take a long time to get Xellos' car back to Ghost Slayers HQ. The whole time she was driving it she was terrified. It was a fast car and it was a standard to boot and Sylphiel wasn't used to driving standard. But she managed to do it and get the car and herself back safely.

"I never want to do that again..." Sylphiel muttered to herself as she parked the car. She was a frazzled mess and couldn't stop shaking.

"Are you okay Miss Sylphiel?" Amelia asked her co-worker with concern.

"That car is possessed!" Sylphiel exclaimed with wide wild eyes.

On instinct Amelia whipped out her scanner to do some readings. "Are you sure there? I'm not getting any ghost readings..."

Sylphiel narrowed her eyes and let out a tired sigh. "I mean it's a demon car. I can't believe anyone can drive that thing and not get into an accident!"

"Well you managed to drive back here so good for you." Amelia smiled sheepishly. "Even if it took over an hour..." She added silently.

Sylphiel sighed once more.

...

Val smiled as he looked at himself in the mirror. There he was all dressed up in his nice dark gray suit, tie and yellow shirt. His hair was perfect, face shaved and he was wearing his good cologne. If you didn't know Val and saw him on the street you'd have to look twice at him. He was just that yummy. Or at least that's what Val thought in his head. But a positive attitude was always best when going on blind dates. Even if it was borderline egomaniac positive attitude.

With just a slight adjustment of his tie and Val was ready to go off to pick up his date. Between the time he left the school and got ready that vision of what Gracia would look like altered creating someone what might seem impossible. She wasn't just a tall girl she was supermodel tall with really long shapely legs. But her body wasn't a typical supermodel, no in Val's mind Gracia's body was like a porn star's. Val had no reason to think this was the case other but he was a male after all. And what guy doesn't want a blind date to look like she could be a porn star?

The strange thing was the more Val morphed Gracia in his mind the closer he was getting to what Amelia's older sister really looked like.

Since he assumed there would be drinking on this date Val did the responsible thing and called for a taxi. There was no way he was going to drive his car and have to leave it someplace overnight because he was too drunk to drive. And driving home drunk was a loser way of getting home in his opinion. Probably the best course of action for impressing a date would have been to rent a limo, but Val was a professor not a millionaire.

Standing outside for his taxi to arrive Val felt pretty good about himself. He smiled at each girl who walked by him on the street regardless of what they looked like. In turn he made several older ladies smile and giggle as well as two female looking prostitutes. Obviously Val didn't know they were men as he might not have been smiling at them otherwise.

Val taxi pulled up in front of him and he got in. The cab was your typical yellow car with the iconic black broken stripes on the sides. There was a glass divider between the driver and the back seat and the driver himself didn't appear to be too interested in anything but driving.

"Sailune theatre please." Val requested as he buckled himself in.

The driver made a slight mumbling noise as he pulled back into traffic. He made no attempt to make conversation he just drove ahead.

Val might have been put off about the lack of interest the cabby was in his fare but Val didn't care. He was too absorbed in what his date was going to be like.

...

Inside Gracia's dressing room Gracia or rather Naga as she preferred to go by was doing the final touches on her makeup. Even though it was supposed to be a charity event Naga did very little to hide her buxom body. She could have worn a more conservative garment for the event but instead Naga opted for something she was more known to wear.

What Naga had chosen was a long black strapless evening gown with a very long revealing slit on one side. Given the sheer volume of Naga's bosom wearing a strapless dress was a risky little gamble. The top of the dress didn't even seem large enough to cover Naga's chest properly. Her cleavage was massive. In fact the only thing keep Naga from spilling out of her dress was some carefully placed industrial strength two sided tape. Though the adhesive was strong if Naga bounced around too much it was doubtful it would be able to hold too long. Naga didn't care too much about that, as she was extremely comfortable with her body. If she had it her way she wouldn't even bother wearing anything at all.

To complete the look of the outfit Naga had donned a pair of long white satin gloves, white feather boa and a lavishly ornate diamond necklace. Naga would have loved to have worn her black high heeled stiletto pumps but instead she opted for some sleek black pointed flats. She didn't want her date to feel short after all. Plus it was better for pictures if she didn't have to slouch or kneel so she appeared to be the same height as her date. And for Naga it was all about the pictures. Naga loved to be photographed as she loved any and all attention on her. She was used to be the centre of attention.

'I hope my date is good dresser.' Naga thought to herself as she touched up her ruby red lipstick. 'I'd hate for my last accessory not to match the rest of my outfit.'

To Naga all men were just as important as a purse. If they didn't match what she was wearing they had to be ditched.

...

Sylphiel and Amelia were grateful for the food they were greeted to as they got upstairs. Neither woman realized just how hungry they were until they smelled the thai food.

"I think this the best food I've ever had!" Sylphiel exclaimed as she wolfed down several mouthfuls of pad thai.

Lina made a face. "You must be really hungry because even I don't think it's that great."

"If it's not good then why did you order it? I thought you loved thai food." Amelia wondered as she also stuffed her face.

"I love thai food just not this stuff." Lina motioned to several boxes of the Red Thai House food. "I picked them because they are cheapest. And they throw in extra spring rolls every time we order."

"That's because we order a lot." Filia clarified. "But who cares the rolls suck too."

Sylphiel and Amelia made disapproving faces as they were clearly enjoying the food.

"So what's going on after this?" Sylphiel asked in between mouthfuls.

"I think we're calling it a night." Lina decided. "All of you guys should go home and we'll let the machine pick up any calls."

"What are we going to do about Mister Zelgadis and Mister Xellos?" Amelia wondered looking at said ghostly figures.

"Lina's going to stay here to babysit them." Filia explained.

"Miss Lina you should go home and sleep!" Sylphiel chided in her usual mothering tone.

Lina rolled her eyes. "As I've already told Filia I'm too tired to go home so I may as well stay here. We can't leave Zel, Xellos and Slimer alone because Xellos is bound to do something idiotic."

"Hey!" Xellos protested. "Why do you always assume it's me that's going to cause the trouble?"

"Because since you've popped up here you've caused us nothing but problems!" Lina threw an empty carton at Xellos' head.

The carton clearly missed as it went through Xellos rather than hit him. However Xellos still pretended to be wounded by the action. "Everyone is so mean to me!" He flailed dramatically.

"Maybe someone else should stay with you too to help watch things." Amelia suggested ready to volunteer.

Right away Lina shook her head. "No. We only have the one bed and I'd much prefer that you guys all get a good night sleep for tomorrow. Each day is proving to be more and more unpredictable and I want you all to be on your a-game ready for anything. I can handle these three on my own."

"I resent being put on the same level as him." Zelgadis spat out while glaring at Xellos.

"I know Zel." Lina sighed. "I'm not calling you a troublemaker but if anything you'd end up being the victim. And I'd much rather you not ending up in my bedroom like last time."

Xellos ears perked up at this comment. "Really you choose to bed with her? Why the other three are much more developed looking. Do have a thing for women with small breasts?"

Right away this got the tempers of both Lina and Zelgadis flared up past their boiling points. Had Lina been able to she would have beaten the ghostly professor to a pulp. Zelgadis on the other hand was more than capable so he was literately beating Xellos to a pulp.

...

Gourry let out a grumble as he carried a box load of papers down to the filing room. It had been a long day at the station and it was going to be longer still as he had been ordered to file a bunch of casework in the file room. Gourry hated filing and hated going down to the filing room. It was in the basement and you had to go down several flights of stairs. The room though well lit still seemed dark and foreboding and cold no matter what season of the year it was. Some people claimed the basement was haunted thus the reason for the deathly chill.

Though it was a rumour few officers actually believe the basement was haunted. In fact there were only a few that believed in ghosts as it was. Gourry was a minority in the station. He not only believed in ghosts he was damned sure the station was haunted.

Even though the other officers thought Gourry was just a superstitious joke the blond officer was very right. Several ghosts hung around the basement. Most of them were ghosts who had previously haunted the old police station and decided to move in after the new station was built. These weren't poltergeists or anything so they weren't dangerous. They were for the most part just the ghosts of officers and case victims. The ghosts hung around just to see if their respective cold cases were getting solved. They knew not to get in the way of the living officers so all they ended up doing was making the basement far too cold.

As Gourry made his way to last step he was expect a wave of cool air. It was always cold in the basement even with the heat on full blast. But as he entered the file room what he found was that the room appeared normal. It wasn't exceptionally cold or warm. It just felt like the rest of the building.

'Huh. Maybe they finally got the heating system working properly.' Gourry thought to himself as he put down the files on the table.

The lack of cold should have been a tip off of something not being right for Gourry. No cold meant no ghosts. So what could have scared away the ghosts suddenly? Something much scarier than a ghost of course.

As Gourry looked through the papers he brought he was little surprised to find something else inside the box. What he found was that mysterious book from his desk. Now how did it end up in the box?

Gourry frowned as he looked at the box. "Someone must have put you in with the papers by mistake. Because it would be pretty silly for a book to be able to move itself." Gourry said the book while laughing at that thought. "If books and papers could move on their own I wouldn't have to file anything."

While Gourry worked on sorting the papers the book was laying at one of the table open with its' pages expose. The blood red writing glowed.

...

Val paid the cabby and made his way into Sailune Theatre. He realized once he had gotten to his destination that he had been told exact meeting spot for him and his date. Since no woman was waiting outside Val figured he was to pick up his date inside.

Butterflies were fluttering around in Val's stomach as he navigated around the old building. It had been a while since his last date so he just a bit nervous. But Val crushed those fluttering nerves and filled himself with positive thinking. 'You are a sexy beast and she will not be able to resist you.'

"OHOHOHOHOHO! There you are!" An almost shrilly voice called out from down the hall.

Val had winced at the offending sound when he first heard it. He had never heard such an annoying laugh before. He cringed as he looked to the source of the sound.

What Val found almost the exact vision of what his date would be standing leaning against a door in a most seductive come hither manner. However there was one discrepancy with the woman he envisioned and the one standing before him. The one he imagined wasn't as beautiful as the real Gracia. Though seductive to the point that it almost made her look cheap Naga took Val's breath away.

"You must be Gracia." Val assumed as he approached her.

Naga looked Val down like she was eyeing a piece of meat. She noticed right away that Val was not as tall as she had hoped but he did make up for it in other areas. Besides the fact that he was well dressed Val was gorgeous and appeared to have some very well defined muscles hiding in that suit of his. Yes he would make the perfect last accessory to her outfit. "OHOHOHOH! I am Gracia but you will call me Naga!"

Val frowned. "And why would I do that?"

"Because that's what all the common people call me."

The corner of one of Val's eyes twitched in irritation. "I am not a commoner. Nor are you a queen."

"OHOHOHOHOHOH! When you are this beautiful you can't be anything else but royalty." Naga stated motioning to her body.

"A royal pain in the ass maybe." Val concluded.

"Very well if you are going to an ungrateful idiot then I shall deny the privilege of you accompanying me to the charity event." Naga turned her nose up in the air as she looked down on Val.

"If anyone is going to deny anyone anything it will be me denying you the privilege of going on a date with me." Val shot back being as equally snooty.

"And why would it be a privilege to date you?"

"When you look this good," Val motioned to himself, "it's just a privilege to be seen with me."

"I do hate shopping for a last minute accessory... Very well I will allow you to take me." Naga decided sauntering over to him.

"You are not allowing me I'm letting you go with me." Val clarified while offering his arm to her. "And are you calling me an accessory?"

"Oh yes and a delicious one at that!" Naga giggled as she felt how big and muscular his arm was.

Val wanted to growl at her in anger but he did quite like the idea of being called delicious.

(Author's Notes: There I go again with the Naga/Val... I swear they have become my newest favourite alternative couple. I know, I'm weird but the two together is just so darned fun. I have to write an exclusive Naga/Val story one of these days...)