After most of the day had been spent dealing with Keith's brand of teaching…

"Hey, are you even listening?" Keith yelled loudly in Lance's ear, causing him to flinch and yell out in exclamation. "I told you how many times now that you don't do some stupid dance to fend off the ghosts trying to possess you?" He hit Lance hard upside the head who was now glaring at him. "Goddamn you are dumbass!"

"Well I wouldn't be such a dumbass if the teacher wasn't even a huger dumbass for thinking he can be so rude to his students!"

Shiro rubbed his temple just remembering the two glaring at each other more than once and having pissing matches. It was surprising they learned anything honestly. But he had picked up a thing or two. Mainly that people that were distracted and thus vulnerable in haunted places tended to get hurt and possessed easier. Suffering made people more targeted because of the energy they gave off. It simply meant no wonder the ghosts were attacking them. Let alone that not taking this seriously would get them killed.

Honestly it was kind of obvious. He knew that from his time in All God's Village. Keith likely had to as well. He understood though why the obvious had to be explained to those, like Lance, that never had become involved with spirits before. Not like he would wish such knowledge and experience on anyone. He rubbed his neck, his fingers gracing over the faint discoloration always there. A reminder of his own past with curses and haunted places.

He cracked his neck from one side to the other as the hot water sprayed across his back. The warmth felt good against his body, relaxing the muscles. He could almost even clear his mind of all he was going through. But no. He couldn't do that. Keith was right about distraction. Though he might have also emphasized the spirts' tendency to throw someone off their game. Make them lose their mind over being constantly frightened.

Lance and them didn't need to know that possible scenario. Yet was it wrong to leave them in the dark of the madness that could come from being haunted? The creeping sensations of feeling trapped as malicious beings you couldn't understand tried to harm you? After swallowing and feeling his heart race slightly, he shook his head. He didn't need to go that far to warn them of how this could go all horribly wrong.

The Cuban man had seen it for himself when his sister's body turned to ash. While Lance acted dumb, Shiro never thought him someone incapable of grasping the bigger picture. He didn't need to make Lance even more frightened of what may happen to him and everyone else. He could just only hope Lance would never find himself inside the manor and actually cursed. He was still worried if Matt was a victim as well now that he knew for sure Keith and Pidge were also fellow inhabitants of that manor-

His body tensed at the sound of footsteps in the bathroom. "Who's there?" He called out. That was one way to snap him out of his thoughts. When he got no response, he furrowed his eyebrows. "This isn't funny guys. I want to take a shower in peace. Not get jump scared." He even glared at the frosty window shower door. "Now unless you have something important to talk about, can it please wait until after?" After saying that, he waited.

The silence made his heart pound. He took a step back from the shower door. Once he felt his back pressed against the tiled wall, he clenched his fist. "Kuron? Is that you?" He narrowed his eyes. "I know you didn't just disappear." For while Kuron hadn't shown himself much since their last conversation, he was no fool to believe his deceased brother had vanished entirely. Not while the manor was still in existence. "Keith wouldn't appreciate you freaking me out."

Still no reaction. He scowled slightly. "That should have done something…" He heard the footsteps again but this time closer to the door. He did his best to keep his feet firmly planted on the ground. "Come on and show yourself!" He yelled and that was when he heard the sharp sound of nails scratching the frosted windowpane.

His eyes widened at seeing impossibly long nails, thin and yet clearly deadly. As the person got closer, he realized it was a woman with very pale almost ashen skin. He couldn't see her outfit very well. What he could see was her mouth gaping open as if in pain. Her eyes were hard to see as well. Were they gouged out? He pressed himself more against the wall right before the shower door slammed open. He barely kept himself on his feet as he jumped a bit.

His heart was really loud in his ears and his breathing became short. Slowly, he made himself take deep breaths to calm his heart. Before his heart could become steady again, he heard the door to the bathroom slam open.

"Shiro you alright? We heard yelling." Keith had stepped into the room and turned towards him.

Both of their eyes went wide and Keith's face went as red as the shirt on his torso. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" He quickly turned around.

"So is Shiro okay-ACK!" Lance asked but then Keith shoved him back out into the hallway.

"He's fine Lance!" Keith called out while Shiro took the opportunity to turn off the water and put a towel around his waist.

"You sure? If it wasn't for us watching that horror movie, we would have so come in earlier! But I kept thinking it was the people in the movie!"

Shiro raised an eyebrow. "You two…were watching a horror movie…at a time like this?"

It was then that both Keith and Lance paled a bit. "No, we weren't! He just happened to walk into the living room and-"

"Just shut it Lance." Keith rubbed his temple. "Yes, yes we were." He lightly bonked Lance on top of the head. "Now let's give Shiro privacy. He can explain what happened when he is dressed."

"Ohhh! I didn't even think about that! My bad man!" Lance sounded apologetic as Keith let the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

Shiro shook his head with a faint smile. "At least I know they would come to my rescue." He chuckled softly. He got the black tank top and grey sweatpants on as quickly as possible. He didn't want to linger in the bathroom long. Once he had a towel around his neck, he left the bathroom and headed to the living room.

Keith and Lance were both leaning against the couch but at different ends.

"So…what happened?" Keith asked while having his arms across his chest.

Shiro frowned. "I believe some ghost showed up in the bathroom. I thought it was one of you at first or…," he glanced at Keith, "Kuron. But it wasn't. It was a ghost I was unfamiliar with."

"Wait who is Kuron?" Lance asked looking between them two. Before Shiro could answer, Lance kept on as if he hadn't asked the previous question. "And wait we getting haunted by ghosts now? Greaaat! As if the weird things needed to be haunting the living world too!"

Keith groaned. "They always have Lance. Most people just don't tend to see them. It's an issue that they are showing up here though…might mean the manor is somehow slipping into the conscious world."

"Through that abandoned part that we all, but Lance, visited?" Shiro furrowed his eyebrows.

"Not sure. Could be. But I would have thought they would have showed up earlier if that was the case." Keith sighed. "Guess it was a good thing I was teaching all of you about how to deal with ghosts." He looked at Lance. "He might even need it now if the spirits start bothering us when we are awake. Might mean they are becoming attached to this house and will haunt anyone in it."

Shiro frowned. "Maybe you should leave Lance."

"Ah hell naw!" Lance jutted his finger at Shiro and then Keith. "That manor took my sister away from me and the rest of my family. I am not abandoning her to suffer even if that means dealing with these annoying spooky things!" He waved his hands about in the air. "Just maybe you might need to remind me again what to do just in case mullet." A faint groan left his lips. "I don't want to become possessed."

Keith faintly smirked. "Alright. Guess I can be willing to give you a crash course, Lance."

Shiro smiled warmly. "Sounds good to me. I can help if need be. I…don't think I can to go to sleep for a bit."

"Us both." Keith now smiled. "So, come on Lance. Better actually listen this time…"

Shiro found himself a bit more relaxed now that he was dealing with the living instead of a long-nailed ghost.

He could just only hope Keith and Lance wouldn't kill each other by the end of the night.