I'm back! And with more confusion and family to add to the mix! Enjoy. AOP

I don't own the song- that's owned by Fall Out Boy. I don't own Ghost hunt. That belongs to Fuyumi Ono. I DO own all of the OC's.

Chapter 2- Pros and Cons

I wish that I was as invisible as you made me feel.

I want to hate you half as much as I hate myself.

Know that I could crush you with my voice.

~ Fall Out Boy- Pros and Cons of Breathing

It took weeks, but Mai did indeed get used to her new home. However, heiress or not, she still worked at the little bookstore/café. She couldn't just stop because she had money now. In fact, she bought stock in the store, thereby helping Andy and Kyou.

They saw a significant increase in customers… so many that Andy had to hire more help on. The woman was ecstatic. And Mai was certain that Kyou had smiled like a loon at the fact that his wife was so happy- not that he had the grin when the girl had looked.

Because of that, Mai and Kuroda found that they had a bit of extra free time, which they joined a cram school, to get into the local university- which, by some serendipitous turn of fate had started to offer Parapsychology courses as a major.

Mai and Kuroda immediately signed up for them upon being accepted into the school, and were soon followed by Emiko, Izumi and Tohru, who all had some sort of psychic ability. Anna was going to law school, and Lani was taking over the family business, which surprised Mai, as it was her father's business.

Now, with graduation in three months' time, the four had decided that they would room together in the mansion, saving on money from living in the dorms. The problem- for Mai, at least, who was double majoring in Parapsychology and Criminal Justice and minoring in Psychology (her empathic abilities demanded that), she'd have to quit the job at the bookstore…

Though that wasn't an issue, as she also had a full ride scholarship, she still loved working there. She'd have to think on it.

As it was, Kuroda was already there, had been since she'd turned eighteen, though Mai had the sneaking suspicion that it was more due to the fact that the dark- haired girl that had become her best friend wanted to get closer to a certain… someone in the mansion.

She had no time to think about that yet, though. At the moment, she was setting up a room for yet another housemate, a transfer student to the University, who was studying parapsychology as well, from America by the name of Psyche Mallory.

She was taking a break from said activities, sipping some tea, when Sakurako found her. Mai gave a start because the usual smile that the older woman wore had been replaced. Her lips were pursed and her eyes were narrowed in suspicion. "There's someone asking for you, Mai. She's downstairs in the foyer." Mai nodded and put down her tea.

"O…kay…." Mai said slowly, a thoughtful frown on her own face. "I'll... head down there now, then."

Nothing short of her former boss standing in the entryway could have surprised her more, Mai thought, than the sight that waited for her at the bottom of the stairs. She was openly gaping at the girl.

Her hair was a bit longer (Mai's now reached the middle of her back), but was the same color- same red lowlights and pale highlights as Mai's was. Her height, build and bone structure were also the same… in fact, if it weren't for the fact that this girl's eyes were a bright and startling silver, Mai would have thought that she was looking into a mirror.

"Are you Mai Taniyama?" she asked, her Japanese seemed to be accented in the same way that Mai vaguely remembered her father having. Mai nodded, still in shock. "I am…"

"Do… you speak English? This is hard to explain, and I'm not sure if I can do it accurately- or adequately- in Japanese."

"Whoa, Mai, I didn't know that you had a sister… or a twin for that matter…" another voice joined in, and Mai turned to see Tohru standing there, a can of soda in her hand. "I don't, Tohru…" she said. The redhead blinked.

"I'm… her cousin…" the girl said slowly, as if trying to find the right way to explain, and was finding that difficult. Which, Mai supposed, was understandable.

"Long lost family coming to find me… that's been happening a lot in the last year…" she mused. "Who's dying this time?" Tohru snorted. "I'll leave you to it, then." She drawled, heading back up the stairs. Mai rolled her eyes before turning back to the girl.

"To answer your question," She said, switching to English, "I'm fluent in English. My mother taught me, and my father taught her."

"Uncle Damien taught Matsuri to speak English then… hm, your accent makes sense then." At Mai's raised eyebrow, she grinned and then said, "You have an Irish accent when you speak. Same as me." The girl grinned.

Mai rolled her eyes. "I'm aware. My English sensei has found it amusing." Mai paused. "What's your name?"

"Anabelle Fitzgerald." She said promptly. "My mother is your father's sister." Mai's eyebrow jumped up. "Okay... Why now, after all this time?"

Anabelle shrugged. "I… don't know. That is something to ask my mother. I didn't even know that I had a cousin until last week when Mom asked me to find you while I was in Japan."

She snorted. "I was coming here to go to the university…. I hear it's got a parapsychology program… and I wanted…. To get as far away from him as possible…" she muttered that last part, but Mai heard it anyway. She cocked her head to the side.

"Who's him?" she asked, switching back to Japanese. Anabelle flinched and muttered "Nothing…" under her breath. Mai sighed.

"You're planning on studying Parapsychology?" She asked. Anabelle grinned. "Yeah."

Mai laughed. "Welcome to the club…Were you planning on living in the dorms?"

"Actually, no. I was figuring I would apply to live with a host family… I thought it'd be cheaper."

"That is true… but, you don't need to apply. You can stay here. You are my cousin, and as you see, I have plenty of room."

"Wait…" Anabelle froze, frowning. "How do you know that I haven't been lying?"

A wolfish grin spread across the young woman's face as she studied Anabelle. "My instincts. I can tell when someone's lying to me. I've never met someone that has been able to lie to me." Not even… him. She thought. He'd never lied to her about anything- besides his name and his smile. She'd felt the prickle of nerves signaling the lies when he'd introduced himself, that day, two years ago in the classroom.

She just hadn't known what it had meant, though she'd been suspicious of him for a long-time afterword… even while she was falling stupidly in love with him.

"Believe me," she continued, "If you had been lying, I would have let you stay here anyway… but I'd also have done everything I could to figure out the truth."

Her cousin seemed taken aback by that statement. After a few seconds, though, she nodded. "Yeah. I guess that would have been fair…"

"Not fair, smart." Mai said as she turned toward the stairs. "Follow me, I'll show you to a room, where you'll be staying." She said. "I'm expecting another housemate, so I hope you don't mind a crowd."

"How many people are living here?" Anabelle asked. Mai grinned. "Myself and you included there are going to be ten. Shuruki Sakurako is the housekeeper, and her nephew Shuruki Takeshi is the…but…ler…hm… actually, Shuruki Takeshi is the one who does everything but his aunt's job and cook… that's left up to Torado Goro, our cook. The three of them live here, too. Of the other seven, Kuroda already lives here, Masumoto Izumi and Masumoto Emiko are moving in next week. They're twins, Tohru already lives here as well, as you saw. The last of us is an American exchange student to the University who's studying Parapsychology as well. Her name is Psyche Mallory."

"Wow, that's a bunch of people…"

"And it won't even fill one-tenth of the rooms here." Mai snorted.

"When is this Psyche girl supposed to arrive?" Anabelle asked. Mai shrugged. "Next week. I was helping Sakurako get ready."

"Does she get a choice in rooms?"

"You do, too. Everyone did." Mai smirked. "Kuroda chose one of the rooms on the main floor…"

"Why?"

Mai's smile told a different tale than the one that she told her cousin. "I have no clue." She drawled. "You'd have to ask Kuroda…"

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Cambridge University, England

Eugene looked up from his paper suddenly, as if remembering something. "Hey, Noll, there's some new 'recruits' joining us today from Ireland. Dad told me to tell you…."

Oliver frowned, not even bothering to look up from his own work "Really? Why?"

"They're twins, like us. Adrian and Finbar. From Ireland. Apparently, Adrian's a bit like you…" he smirked. "He didn't seem so happy after a call from home. In fact, I believe that poltergeist activity happened. It was rather interesting to watch… especially when compared to yours. His only affected people around him. He has PK-LT."

"Hm…." Oliver wasn't paying too close attention to what Eugene had been saying, so the elder of the twins frowned. "I caught the gist of it… sounded like someone that he cared about left… to do something that may have turned out really stupid and really dangerous…"

Oliver looked up then, dark indigo eyes capturing his brothers'. "What the bloody hell are you getting at?"

Eugene shrugged innocently. "I'm not 'getting at' anything, Noll."

"If this is a crack about how I handled the situation with Mai…"

"If she ran away from you what would you have done, Noll? Stayed back and let it happen?" he snorted. "I don't think so… Your ego couldn't handle it. You'd have gone after her, no matter her reasons, and would have dragged her ass back."

Oliver said nothing, choosing to ignore his brother, though he knew that he was correct. Eugene didn't need to know that.

"Bloody idiot, that's what she is…" a dark, grumbling voice met the Davis twins as they walked to the main lab. A young man with green eyes and brown hair was pacing, while his twin (who looked the same, though his hair was shorter) sat in a chair, watching impassively.

"I don't know what you expected, Adrien…. You handled the whole situation… poorly." He drawled, sipping a cup of tea.

"Shut it, Finn. At least I don't go gallivanting off to the other side of the fucking world."

"She said that she wanted to get away." Finn retorted. "And whose fault was that, again?"

A wordless snarl met the question.

"And doesn't that sound oddly familiar…" Yasuhara drawled, from beside Eugene. The older twin snickered. "Doesn't it just…"

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Tokyo Japan- Momohara mansion

Two months passed by quickly. In that time, Psyche Mallory, the American exchange student, had arrived. Mai was surprised to hear that the girl would be trying to earn not her first, but her third doctorate in the parapsychology program.

She had a doctorate degree in linguistics and history, as it was, she had said as much with a sheepish grin, in perfect Japanese. Mai chose not to look too far into it, as they had too much to deal with at that point, anyway. School had started up, and the workload was worse than anything the girls had seen in high school.

The parapsychology classes seemed to be no more than a joke to many of the students who attended- as well as the professors- many of whom didn't seem to give a crap about teaching them anything useful at all.

Nevertheless, Mai and her housemates all participated in the classes, and somehow managed to sneak some things in. When questioned by their professors, they let Mai handle it. As she actually had experience and background in the paranormal field, she managed to put them in their places.

However, it seemed as if they were fighting a losing battle, which Mai hated.

It was Sakurako who had come up with the idea… and it was an idea that, although Mai loathed entirely, seemed to be their only option.

Using her grandmother's influence to get better professors (who wanted to teach the subject for something other than a free paycheck) in the program. Actual researchers… and spiritualists who would come in for talks. People who dealt with the unknown and with spirits on a daily basis.

To do that, however, they would have to throw a… and Mai had gone green at the idea…. Gala. Even thinking of it was enough to make the young woman gag. However, it had to be done, and she knew someone who might be willing to help.

Quite a few actually.

Which was how Mai ended up on the phone, talking to Matsuzaki Ayako. Or, at least, on the phone with her maid, waiting for Ayako to answer the phone.

"Hello?" the familiar voice came through the line, and Mai felt herself relax. "Hi, Ayako. Nice to talk to you again."

There was a pause for a few seconds as Ayako figured out who it was, and then gasped so loudly that Mai could hear it, before answering. "Mai? Is that you?"

"It is, Ayako. How are you doing?"

"Holy shit- sorry, it's just been so long. Oh, god. How are you? Where are you? I went to your apartment, but they said that you'd moved… and oh god, are you okay?"

The words came out in a rush, but Mai didn't care, she was too busy grinning like a loon at the sound of the Miko's voice. "I'm fine. I've moved. It's a long story, dealing with relatives that I didn't know that I had."

"You will tell me." The redhead commanded. Mai smirked. Same old, same old.

"Later, I promise. We should catch up. Anyway…. I have a favor to ask…."

"What's that?"

Mai took a deep breath. "Okay, so, I'm majoring in Parapsychology at Tokyo University… it's a rather new course, and its… well, it's kind of a sham. The professors don't want to even teach anything. It's a total joke. We need new professors, and to do that… I've got to…" she winced as she trialed off. "It's part of that long story I told you about, so, long story short… my grandmother was, until about three months ago, alive and well. Her name was Momohara Megumi."

She heard another gasp over the phone, and knew that Ayako knew exactly who that was…. And what that meant. "My parents knew her quite well." She murmured. "it seemed that she didn't have any children…"

"She disowned my mother…again, part of that long story I can't get into. Anyway, because of the farce that is the Parapsychology program, I'm holding a gala… to find new professors… and people willing to come in and talk- spiritualists."

"And were you going to invite me?" Ayako drawled.

"Of course." Mai returned. "And Masako, if she wants to." She muttered. "Actually, the only one I'm not calling is Yasu… but that's because he wouldn't be able to make it… being in England and everything…"

"And… him? Or, them, I should ask…"

"Do you think I should? I mean… they are pretty big names…"

"Would you feel comfortable with that?"

"Not really… but…"

She let it hang. Ayako got the gist. "I'll be there, Mai. Just give me the date…"

"Next Monday." she said. "It's the best I could do… Sakurako… she invited all of the people that my grandmother would have called already. I'm just following up."

"See you Monday night, then. I can't wait."

After that, Mai called Masako- who wanted to, but couldn't make it, as she was on a shoot in America; Monk, who was able to come, and had joyously told Mai that he'd see her there; and John, who agreed to come as well, as a favor to an old friend, though he was back in Australia, and her parapsychology classmates.

She hadn't known, and would not know, that Sakurako had in fact, invited the Davis family from England, though, regretfully, they wouldn't be there. (Sakurako had thought that was a shame, but there was nothing to be done about that).

The next thing to do- actually, the last thing to do, was to get ready. As it was a memorial for her grandmother (or, at least, that was one of the reasons that Mai was doing this), and as it was for school in a field that Megumi had wanted to see happen in the first place, it was imperative to dress appropriately.

For Mai, that meant wearing a color that she tried very hard to stay away from. Black. As this was a formal event, she let herself (and her cousin and friends- including Psyche) be dragged around to various boutiques and dress stores by Sakurako- the only one of them who actually knew the protocol for these events.

The six young women all groaned and whined as they were forced to try out dress after dress- until Sakurako was satisfied. Of the six, Mai, Psyche and Anabelle were the ones who had to try on the most. By the time they got back to the mansion, they went to their rooms and passed out.

Sakurako went to the kitchen to share a pot of tea with her nephew.

Takeshi snorted as she recounted the day of shopping and manicures, and appointments for hair for the next night. "God, you could not pay me enough to be female…" he snickered. "I suppose Mai complained the most. You know how she doesn't like doing things like this…"

"Isn't that right," the housekeeper said with a smirk. "the girl was rather keen on just settling on a plane black dress. Of course, her dress is still black, but nowhere near the monstrosity that she picked out first."

Takeshi rolled his eyes as he got himself up to go to bed himself. "Takeshi?"

He turned to his aunt. "Yes, Aunt Sakurako?"

"Keep an eye on them at the gala… I can't help but feel…. Like something is going to happen…"

"I wouldn't be surprised… not with Mai suppressing her abilities like she does. She's a time-bomb waiting to blow right now. One thing is all it takes…"

"Still…"

"I'll keep an eye on her." Takeshi murmured.

In the three months that Mai had joined the family at the mansion, Takeshi had started thinking of the small brunette as a sister. Her friends had been a packaged deal, one that the young man hadn't minded, even though all but the one who needed it asked him for help in controlling their powers.

He was no Lin Koujo, but he was still apt at doing such, and had no qualms calling the more experienced Onmiyoji if he had questions.

Though there were things that Mai couldn't keep back- her empathy and reverse-empathy (which was the ability to cause others around her to feel what she was feeling), for instance- she was able to keep a lid on everything else. Not only was that not healthy, but in her case, it could be dangerous. He shook his head. He didn't know who or what had made her want to do this to herself, but she needed to stop.

The next night, there was only one word that could describe the events inside the mansion: Pandemonium. Six young women scrambling around, whining about hair appointments (which had, thank god, made house calls), trying to find their shoes, and squirming into their dresses, and all the other feminine things that were mysteries to him (thank god again, that he was a man). Of course, ran into a half-dressed Kuroda, and instantly took that back.

As her dress was to be white, she was wearing a dress slip. He felt himself heat up, as he gaped at her. Long black hair flowing down, pale skin that seemed to glow thanks to the color of the slip. "S-sorry, Takeshi-san I… I didn't mean to…" she stuttered as she got up and dashed away.

He was winded as he watched her retreat.

"Oh, ho…" his aunts voice drawled. "now that is interesting…"

"I have no clue what you are referring to, Aunt Sakurako…" he muttered, glaring at the woman. She just smirked.

"Yeah… I bet…" she snickered. Then she sighed. "I better go check on the other girls… make sure they're ready…"

He grunted. "I'm going to the car…" he grumbled. He needed to get away from all the females in the house.

It took three more hours for all of them to finish getting ready, and Takeshi was hitting his head on the horn of the car as they came out. He took one look at his and his aunt's charges and groaned.

This was going to be hell. Seven gorgeous women piled into the car. "Alright, Takeshi, lest get going." Sakurako grinned at him through the rearview mirror. He snarled, bur started driving.

Mai was grudgingly going along with this- if only for the cause. "Mai, stop pouting." Sakurako drawled. "It's unbecoming."

"I can think of worse things…" the brunette grumbled, wondering if this was how he felt before having to come to one of these things…

They arrived at the hotel ball room not long afterwards (The mansion, of course, had a ballroom, as well, but Mai had refused to host it there. That was… her space). There were already people there. "I hope they weren't waiting that long…" Mai groaned, though she'd already given each and every one of the employees large paychecks for covering this, she also tipped.

Having been a server at one of these before (and after going to one herself, for SPR), she knew how some of the more… well off people treated them. "Mai!" she heard someone call. She turned, and gasped, a smile taking over her face as she saw the woman approaching her. "Ayako!" She called happily, meeting the redhead half way.

Ayako gaped at the girl. Honestly, she'd never seen Mai wearing black. It never seemed to fit her personality. Tonight, she sported a flowing, black dress that ended at mid- thigh with long sleeves. It shouldn't have suited her at all… but… well, it did. The small, loud, and uncomfortable (in this sort of situation) teenage girl had changed. She looked even less at home here than she had before, but at the same time, she seemed to know how to act.

Her hair was longer- tied up now, in an elegant chignon, with curls framing her face.

"Ayako… Mai?" a new voice sounded behind the Miko. She stiffened, and turned to face… Hosho Takigawa. In a tux. Not rented, if what Ayako had heard from him was true… and looking oddly even more handsome than he had been when they'd last met.

The redhead felt her heart skip a beat. Mai, however, did not miss a beat. "Monk! Hey!" she grinned at him. Soon, John noticed the little group and walked over. "Thank you for inviting us, Mai," he smiled at her. Mai laughed, and hugged them all. "Don't care if it's improper." She grinned. "I'm so happy to see all of you."

They didn't have long to catch up, unfortunately, as Mai was hosting, she had to flit around, talking to people, and try to get help.

Thankfully, quite a few seemed interested in actually teaching them parapsychology, while many of the spiritualists agreed to come in to talk to the classes.

Thankfully, she thought, because she wanted to succeed in these classes. She danced, as was polite, and declined when she could get away with it, as did the others. She watched as Kuroda tried (and failed) to ask Takeshi-san to dance, and then kind of… shrink away.

Across the ballroom, the twins (Emiko in vibrant Orange and Izumi dressed in fire-engine red) didn't show any signs of tiring, as they switched from partner to partner on the floor, dancing, and Tohru- who wore dark, hunter green glared from a corner and scared away those willing to dance with her.

Over to the right stood Psyche, who was trying not to grimace as her four- inch heels started to smart, in a dress of indigo blue, and on her left, was Anabelle, who tried not to draw attention to herself, though she wore a gown of sparkling, silvery-grey that made her seem to glow.

"Care to dance, Miss Taniyama?" a smooth voice rang through her reverie. She blinked, and looked in front of her to the speaker. He was tall, she noted, and rather attractive. Black hair, and dark eyes. His smile was a bit arrogant…

Her instincts were telling her to high-tail it out of there. She forced a smile (hoping he didn't notice) and took his hand. "Sure," she murmured. "Why not…?" besides the fact that her feet were killing her right now? Besides the fact that she just wanted to go home….

And so, they danced. His hand, which was supposed to be on her back, slid down, uncomfortably low. She looked at him, and repositioned his arm. He frowned. But they continued. She learned (from his constant talking) that he was Oro Satsuki, the son of a business mogul, and that he was increadibly close-minded when it came to the paranormal ("I mean, when you're dead, you're dead… These quacks are no better than thieves…")

As the dance wore on, Mai found herself wanting to punch him in the face. Finally, the song ended and she excused herself. She knew that it was improper for the hostess to leave… but she needed to get out of there for a moment. She needed fresh air. She walked out the French doors to the patio outside.

No one had really wandered out there, so she was alone, and she smiled in relief as she sucked in the cool, crisp, clean air of the autumn evening. She felt better….

Well, until someone grabbed her wrist. She blinked as she was yanked around to face… Oro Satsuki, the young man that she'd just gotten rid of…her eyes narrowed.

"I knew you wanted me…" he purred, eyes dark with lust. She balked. "Excuse me? Let me go."

"Not a chance, you little tease. You've been eyeing me all night."

"I really haven't." Mai snapped. "Now, let me go, or so help me…" he chuckled and then, yanked her to him, going for a kiss. She snarled, and brought her other hand up, and punched him.

"You really need to learn the meaning of the word No." she hissed as she stood over him as he spluttered through a bloody nose.

"My father…"

"Will not do a damn thing. There's a camera over there, on the veranda, that records sound as well as movement. You assaulted me." As she spoke, the wind picked up, turning warmer with every word. Her eyes flashed and the patio furniture that had been placed outside started to shake. Her face twisted into a snarl, as her head started to pound.

He lunged at her again, only to be stopped by an unseen force. "Don't even think about it, kid." Another voice, one that was rather angry hissed in his ear, as the hand that held his wrist tightened. Takigawa stood behind him, and Takeshi was running out to them.

"Mai, are you okay?" he asked. She snorted, and shook her head. "It isn't his fault, Monk. My head's killing me." She groaned. Takigawa let out a yelp as blood started dripping from her nose, and her eyes slid closed. She slumped down.

"what the hell?" Takigawa gasped as he looked around himself. Chairs were flipped, and flung around the patio, tables were on their sides.

"PK-ST, PK-LT." Takeshi grunted. "She's got both forms. That kid's lucky she didn't make him beat the crap out of himself." He snarled, picking up the now unconscious girl and walking over to Takigawa. "She's been pretending that it doesn't exist. Shoving it off."

"Makes sense. I'm surprised she still wants anything to do with the supernatural, honestly. After… Naru… she kind of… well."

"I know the story. Look, the Gala's pretty much over, anyway. Things seemed to have gone our way in that respect. Mai only needs rest. She's fine besides that. This whole thing probably taught her that she can't just shove her abilities into the corner of her mind. She's got a bloody nose because of the strain."

"Are you sure she doesn't need to see a doctor?" Takigawa asked. Takeshi shrugged. "Actually, I was going to have Matsuzaki-san take a look at her, but I think she's okay…"

"Do that." Takigawa said, and then turned to the kid he was still restraining "You… Are so lucky I'm not calling the cops on you," he snarled.

The boy whimpered. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry…. Please, don't hurt me…" Takigawa snorted, and let him go. "I see or hear of you near her again- or any of the other girls for that matter, I will personally see that you have a cell."

He walked after Shuruki, who had stopped in front of Ayako, Mai still in his arms. Ayako was giving Mai a look over, making sure she was all right. As he saw her give the other man (who reminded him of Lin) the okay, he felt relief.

Thank the gods. He caught her eye, and she walked over. "What's the verdict?" he muttered.

She shrugged. "Strain from holding back her abilities caused a nosebleed and syncope." She stopped at his frown and smirked. "Fainting. She fainted, Hosho."

"Could have said that first."

"I like baffling you with scientific terms that you can't understand." She snickered. He glared. "She's going to be okay, though?"

"Yes, she'll be fine. So long as she doesn't hold her powers back again… it kind of reminds me of what happened to Naru when he used his powers."

"So… it's the opposite of his condition, then."

"Yes and no. Naru fainted and went into cardiac arrest because he had too much power, and couldn't contain it, not without Eugene to help. I suppose he doesn't have that problem anymore now that Eugene's back, but there you are." Ayako responded.

Takigawa looked over at the girl he considered a sister or daughter, and sighed. "That Shuruki better take care of her…"

"I'm sure that he and his aunt do." Ayako placated him. He snorted, as John met up with them. "Did you two get the letter, too?" he asked. Ayako and Takigawa looked at each other and then to John and nodded. "We shouldn't tell her." The redhead muttered. The monk and exorcist both nodded in agreement.

"Though, she might already know…" John amended. "her powers have grown quite a bit…"

"Unless Eugene's been astral projecting into her dreams from England, I doubt she knows." Ayako grumbled. "He would be the one to tell her. Oliver likes keeping her in the dark…"

"I guess we're all going to England, then." Takigawa grumbled. "Good thing the bands' got some gigs there…"

For those who are wondering, Yes, there will be cases in this. It wouldn't really be a GH fanfic without them, however, for the time being, Mai is still getting mind-screwed with family and other stuff (as you can see), so they will be happening. Soon, as well. I've got some nasty ones lined up for them, some not-so-nasty ones. You have been warned. I also may up the rating on this, but I will totally tell you beforehand, so never fear. Read and Review,

as always, thank you for reading, AOP