Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.


Hours passed as Alfred worked. At least it felt like hours to Daniel. He just hovered around, trying not to get attention unlike earlier. The ghost sighed, landing on the floor to walk. Not able to control his ghost like powers quite yet, he went through the floor instead. The Scot-Canadian groaned as he climbed back up out of the floor.

"Did someone hear zhat?" A French accent asked. Dan paled more than he already was. Did Francis hear his groan? If he did, that wouldn't be good.

"Hear what, mi amigo?" A Spaniard asked. He craned his neck to hear whatever noise his French friend heard. "I don't hear anything. Was it your imagination?"

The Frenchman stilled to listen as he realized all was quiet. "I could have sworn zhough!" Francis exclaimed, trying to convince Antonio that he wasn't hearing things. "I heard a groan! It sounded like someone was tired of zheir life... Or somezhing! It was an aggravated groan!"

"Who vould groan vith aggravation besides zhe British man ve know?" Gilbert turned in his computer chair to look at his friends. "Jou just heard somezhing, Francis. Just jour imagination." Francis was going to come back with another statement, but Gil stopped him. "I don't vant to be scolded by mien bruder, so... Get back to vork!" He hissed in a whisper.

The Frenchman slinked back into his chair, nodding. No one wants to upset the last blood Prussian in the world, especially if he's majorly serious. "But I did hear somezhing." He said. Sighing, Francis turned back to his computer.

Daniel released the air he held in his lungs as the three went back to work. "At least I wasn't detected." He whispered to himself.

Just as he walked away to another cubicle, Francis' head perked up. He looked around his work area seeing nothing, and no one. His co-workers were the only people in the area around him. He knew that he heard that sentence and it wasn't something of his imagination. Paling to the shade of white, he thought of the possibilities of his ears picking up those of the dead.

Shaking his head, he stood. I need some air. Zhat's right, just... A bit of air will help. Walking to the bathroom to splash his face, he took his only available break.

Daniel scanned the entire place again, sighing for a third time. "It's so boring here. What am I supposed to do when Alfred's busy?" He stopped walking as he looked at the floor. "What am I supposed to do if I lose Alfred?" Thinking about his question, he blinked back his ghost tears. "I won't lose him, not again." Smiling, he glanced ahead of himself in time to dodge a mail cart going by.

He chuckled. "Look at me, acting as if that question is supposed to foreshadow the future." Lifting off the floor, he floated up near the ceiling, laying against the air as a makeshift bed as he overlooked everyone on this level of the building.

Alfred was working at his cubicle, something he rarely did, but with Daniel around, he wanted to get his side of the papers done so he could go home. He was almost done with most of the papers as well, and he couldn't wait to sign the last one. Taking up his pen, he was about to finish his work when Arthur came up.

"Alfred." The American groaned as he put down his pen, looking up at the Brit. Arthur quirked up an eyebrow as he saw that Alfred was almost done with work. He smirked. "There's more work for you to do once you're done with this."

Al just stared at the Englishman. "You're trying to kill me, aren't you?" The Brit blinked. "I was almost done, too! Now I have more work?!" He slammed his head against the desk. "Why don't they just take me and pile me with papers to sign?"

"I can make that happen if you-"

"No!" Alfred stood up, stopping Arthur from finishing his sentence. He smiled nervously. "I'm fine with what I got to do already." He stated, saving his hide from getting more tasks to deal with. "What is it that you need me to work on?"

Arthur grinned as he motioned for the American to follow him. The two walked through the aisles approaching the copying room. Daniel noticed them, but he focused on the Vargas brother and Antonio; live comedy in life is rare to see, so he stayed, laughing in the air.

"What I want you to do," Arthur started as he went into the filing room behind the copying room, "is to alphabetize these sets of cabinets by company name." The smirk on the Brit's face increased as he looked upon Alfred.

The American's mouth dropped. The cabinets that Arthur was referring to were at least... "Fifteen cabinets?!" Arthur tried not to laugh at the American's face. "Are you frickin' kidding me?! I won't finish this until my shift of work is up!"

"Then you better start working." Arthur patted his co-worker's shoulder as he headed to the door. "The quicker you finish this, the more time you have to waste." He chuckled, leaving the room. "Good luck 'hero'."

Alfred gazed at the work he was asked to do. He clenched his fist, ready to shout, but held his anger in. Rolling up his sleeves, he set a goal, determined to finish this up before he has to leave. "I'll get you back, Arthur. One of these days, I'll get you back so hard that... Oh, you just make me so angry!" Going into the first cabinet, he started his work.

Arthur came out of the copying room, dusted off his suit, and laughed. "Bloody wanker." He started walking to his cubicle. "He won't be able to finish that. At least not until late in the evening." Just as he got to his station, he noticed a person sitting in his chair. Holding in his annoyance, he sighed. "May I help you with something?"

Daniel turned around in the computer chair. As the ghost moved his chair, Arthur gasped, not understanding how Daniel was able to do that. "What you did there was quite cruel, don't you think?" Daniel asked.

Arthur cleared his throat, pushing the ghost out of his chair, and dusting it off with his hand. "Please refrain from manipulating objects. Especially those that are mine." Daniel crossed his arms as Arthur sat in the chair, glaring at the ghost. "And that git deserves to work over time when he's late enough times as it is. I mean, Mathias gets here on time, and that's a shocker in itself when he's drunk every bleeding day."

"I heard that!" The Dane shouted from the other end of the floor, not caring who the Brit was talking to about him. He would be honored for other's to learn of his awesomeness. Smirking, he thought of the good old days when he, Gil, and Al were the 'Awesome Trio'. "Ah, that was the time." He muttered, leaning back in his chair.

Arthur smirked, ignoring that comment. "Ah, the gang's all in the same building. Every single one of us form Hetalia High." He glanced at Daniel about to say 'Except you' but held it back. He didn't want to make the ghost even more sad and pitiful than he already was.

Daniel knew that he thought it though. He smiled, shook his head, and laid his hand on Arthur's shoulder. The Brit shivered as the Scott did that not expecting his touch to be cold. Arthur didn't even expect the ghost's hand to stay on his shoulder.

"I know what you mean." Taking his hand away, he looked at something else. "You can say that stuff out loud if you want, it won't affect me as much." He lied. He's not like his sister, who can say those things as she stares into the eyes of the one she is talking to. He was never the sort to lie, but he just... Nothing is the same anymore.

"'As much.'" Arthur phrased, catching the lie. "It will affect you. You're not even looking me in the eye." The ghost flinched at the statement. Quirking up his eyebrows, Arthur said, "Say that while you are facing me." Daniel didn't budge. He knew that he should, but he couldn't.

Waiting for his friend to do as he ordered, Arthur stared. As the seconds passed, though, he sighed, knowing that Danny wouldn't repeat it. "I need to get back to work." He turned around from the ghost, shaking his head as he went back to work.

Figuring out that Arthur wasn't going to talk to him anymore, he floated away to another cubicle. He didn't think that he'd be needed right then, so he looked for the exit sign and headed straight for it.

As he was leaving the room, Vladimir and Lukas went over to Arthur. "That was rude." Vlad stated as he grabbed a chair to sit in. "He's just a ghost. He's probably only been a ghost since the moment he died."

"Which was yesterday." Arthur mumbled, loud enough for the others to hear. Vlad's eyes blinked as he connected two and two, frowning at how young of a ghost his friend is. "I know that already!" Arthur glared at the Romanian. "He wasn't going to say anything while making eye contact, so I just ended the conversation."

As the two talked, Lukas scanned the level for the ghost. "That was still rude. You could've just changed the subject." Vlad said, scowling up at the other. Being a new ghost, Daniel would have a hard time. All three of them knew that.

Arthur scoffed. "How? He's just like Alfred when it comes to most things."

"But he isn't. Did you forget the major differences between the two?" Arthur looked at him with questioned eyes. Vlad snorted. "You don't remember the differences between them? Wow."

"What major differences?" Arthur asked. "They literally were so alike in school that they were seen as twins. They're not even twins!"

"They act like it though." Vlad stated.

"What could possibly be their difference then?" Arthur wondered. He thought of a few, but couldn't remember.

Getting annoyed of the Brit's slight amnesia, the Romanian stood up. "Their major difference is that Daniel is gay." He said sternly.

Arthur heard his friend's tone, standing as well. "Was gay. He's dead."

"He still is." Vlad glared. "He's a ghost, which means he's still alive to us in spirit form. There's no other say about it."

"Hey guys." Lukas gained their attention, letting them focus on something other than arguing about Daniel. "Daniel's not in the building anymore." Their eye's widened in shock.

"Why would he leave the building? Doesn't he know that he's not supposed to wander away from the one he's stuck to? He could disappear if he goes a far distance from Alfred." Arthur racked his brain for ways to get to their ghost friend.

"He wouldn't have left if it wasn't for you." Vladimir, worried just as much as Arthur, stated.

"Don't start that again." Arthur hissed. Coming to a few loopholes, he glanced at the two. "As long as he's with someone he knows he won't disappear." Vlad was about to ask 'who', but Arthur stopped him. "The frog went out for his break not too long ago. If Daniel meets up and stays with him, he'll be fine. Francis is close, not too close, but close to Alfred, and those close enough to Alfred will save Daniel from disappearing."

"Right. So, should we go look for him, or stay here?" Vlad had already got his jacket on as he waited for Arthur's answer. "We all can't go at once, but if we do, we can take a lunch break with Daniel. The Magic Trio and the ghost." He smirked.

"I though I told you not to call us that anymore." Vlad stuck his tongue out. "We'll all go after him."

"Who's missing?" The two jumped as Alfred came up behind them. "Did someone leave without permission or something?"

Arthur shook his head as he pushed the Romanian away. "No, no. It's nothing you have to worry about." He grabbed his jacket. "We're just going to take our break together." Alfred nodded as he gazed at the three. "Don't you still need to finish alphabetizing?"

"That? I finished doing that seconds ago." Arthur's mouth would've dropped, but when Alfred laughed, he did an eye roll. "It was nothing really. Half of it was already in order, I just needed to do the rest." He smiled.

"Yes, well, good for you." Looking and nodding at the three, they walked towards the exit. "We'll be heading out now." Alfred waved as they left.

Once everything calmed down, he went to his desk and finished the last paper he forgot about. He smiled more as he stood. Looking for his friend, he wondered something. "Huh. Where could Daniel be?"


Note: I did this chapter days ago, but wasn't confident enough in posting it. I'm glad I waited because I added some things and took other things out. I actually had Vladimir and Arthur argue and call each other 'bleeding vampire' and 'damn rabbit'. Silly stuff. Also, as I was writing this I was starting to worry. I know that I mentioned that Dan is also a main character in this, but I was worried if you guys wouldn't like the spot light being on a random character that I made up. I believe it's called "Mary-Sue"? I don't remember the term for a random character of a fanfic becoming more of a main character than the others, but Dan is part of this story. ;n; I just don't know.

I hope you all tell me what you think about Daniel. Should I put less of a spot light on him and focus on Alfred more? But if I do, how will we know what our ghostly friend is doing? Should I stay with what I'm doing? Have spot lights for each character every little bit of the chapter? Nah. ;n;

Ciao: I hope you liked this update and don't mind my little rant. Thanks for reading, loves! R&R.