*5* Jounouchi *5*

I looked up and glared at the wall trying to figure out what had just happened. One minute I was leaning comfortably against a wall and the next my form slipped right through the wall and I was falling. I'd have to work on how to control the going through things thing. I sighed, even death is work.

A puff of steam drifted past my eyes and that was when I noticed just where I had fallen. The bathroom and someone was showering. Crap. I stood up and glanced over at the shower quickly out of curiosity, not that I could control it. The steam was so thick that it was hard to make out who it was.

"Stupid mutt. Now I'm jumping at every little draft."

I held my breath. It was Kaiba in the shower. I would have made fun of the fact that he was talking to himself but if he caught me in here he'd kill me. Not that it was possible but then he wouldn't help me for sure. I looked back at him when I heard him move. My mouth dropped open and I moved a little closer.

He ran his hand through his hair and threw his head back and let out a moan as the hot water ran down his glistening body. My eyes focused on a drop of water that pearled up on his muscular shoulder before it rolled down over his chest. I bit my bottom lip and swallowed against the lump in my throat. I watched the drop linger on his nipple before falling down and blending in with the rest of the water. I blinked then and tried to look away but then he turned around and placed his hand on the wall and let the water hit his face. I looked down slightly, not that a meant to but… his ass was so hard and perfect that it would be a shame to waste the view.

I took a step back horrified at my thoughts. I should not be thinking of Kaiba like this. I looked at my hand as if it had the answers. I had always known I was different in that department but looking at Kaiba, a man who was my mortal enemy was just wrong.

"You had better have a good reason for being here, Jounouchi." Jounouchi? He used my name, Uh-Oh, he was serious. I looked up to meet his eyes. Apparently the water had stopped running a bit ago and he had caught me. Then again it depended on how long he knew I was there.

"Eh… I was just looking for… then I fell through the wall…" I shuddered. What the hell was wrong with me, how could I let Kaiba make me feel all jittery?

"You have two seconds to get the fuck out of my bathroom." His nostrils flared and the vein appeared on his forehead." I turned quickly to leave and stepped to the door and continued until I crashed into it. I was Solid again. I cursed under my breath and held my head before grabbing the doorknob and making my way out.

I ended up in Kaiba's bedroom so I found a chair and decided to wait for Kaiba to come out, I did have all day after all. I sighed and looked around. Kaiba's room was sterile and pristine. I stared at his bed and blushed again as naughty thoughts filled my head again. Damn his bed for being so perfect, for making me wonder what one-thousand thread count sheets would feel like on my bare skin. "Stop." I said to myself and my eyes fell on a picture frame on his nightstand.

Kaiba and Mokuba were in the picture with their parents. I sat on the edge of the bed and scooped up the frame. He had spent his whole life without them. I guess we weren't so different. My parents may as well have been dead with the way they treated me. And now they have a new baby on the way. I was forgotten.

"Put that down, you're breaking it." I looked down at my hands and noticed that my grip was so tight that the frame was screaming against the tension. I set the frame back down and looked over at Kaiba as he stepped out of his bathroom wrapped in a clean white towel. His abs and chest were still wet from the steam. I found myself staring at him longer than I wanted to again.

"What are you doing here? Why are you here?" Kaiba asked, but it sounded like he was talking to himself. "That damn doctor, I knew he was full of shit."

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"You are the result of some sickness that I have."

"I am not!" Dammit he still thought I was in his imagination. He should know that I am real seeing as how Kaiba doesn't have imagination. "I am real," I said, and then took a breath before continuing, "and I am here for your help."

"My help?" he laughed. "Get out."

"No!" I yelled. "You are the only one who can see me. You know that if there was anybody else I'd sure as hell ask them first."

"The only one? Are you sure? Have you tried everyone on the planet?"

"No." my eye twitched in irritation.

"Then come back when you have, after all, you have all the time in the world." He smirked. I clenched my jaw shut and resisted the urge to punch him. "Let's get something straight, even if you were alive and asking for my help I'd never help you. I don't like you; I never have and never will. You don't even have the right to breathe the same air as me."

I raised my fist in the air, one way to prove I was real would be to punch him, let him feel me. Then I paused as a plan formed in my head. 'If that's how you feel let's see how you like having a ghost in your house.' I thought and crossed my fingers for a grand exit and was rewarded when I managed to float through a wall and into the hallway.

After a while Kaiba left his room and rolled his eyes at the sight of me. "That's right, I'm not leaving. As you said, I have all the time in the world." He let out a breath of control and strolled passed me without a word. "Ignoring me would work if I wasn't real!" I called after him then followed him through the halls. "How do you not get lost? I guess if you grow up somewhere you can remember."

"Nii-sama." I looked behind me a smiled as Mokuba ran up to Kaiba and hugged him. "How are you feeling tonight?"

"I'm fine, Mokuba." He said, releasing his brother from their embrace.

"Well, I still think you should get some sleep, so after dinner just rest, okay?"

"Alright, I will, Mokuba."

"I wish he could see me too, I could get him to get you to help me."

"Shut up." Kaiba said suddenly and Mokuba coiled away. "Ah… Not you Mokuba… I was just thinking… something that happened earlier."

"Watch it." I warned him and he and Mokuba continued to the dining room to eat.

I watched them at dinner and smirked when Roland set a glass of expensive wine in front of Kaiba. I stood up, Kaiba was doing a good job of ignoring me until I reached over held my hand in the flick position next to the glass. He gave me a warning look and I just smirked as I dumped his glass over, spilling the expensive liquid over his lap. I stepped back when he stood.

"Nii-sama!" Mokuba stood and handed Kaiba a napkin. "What was that?"

"It was nothing." Kaiba said the word 'nothing' as if he were saying I was nothing. Well there was more where that came from. He wiped at his pants and finished a few more bites of his meal. "I think I'm going to go to bed now."

"Good idea. I'll finish eating and help Roland clean up." Mokuba said, he was a good kid. Wonder where he got that from.

I followed Kaiba to his room and sat in a chair as he changed his pants and pulled his shirt off. He threw his shirt onto the chair, trying to ignore me, or it was a habit and this is where he always threw his shirt. "You'll be gone by tomorrow." He said and slipped into this bed.

I glanced down at the shirt in my hands; his scent was wafting out of it. I closed my eyes against the powerful smell. I waited a few moments and suddenly I felt the soft silk of his night shirt against my nose. I opened my eyes and sniffed carefully. He smelled like a thunderstorm, cool rain, powerful thunder, electric. I decided I would let him have a peaceful night and left his room to wait in the call, disregarding the shirt.

After a few moments I fell asleep slumped against the wall outside his door.

"Master Kaiba." I woke to the sound of Roland knocking on Kaiba's door. "The Americans will be here in a couple of hours, I have the car waiting for you." He said and I stood up.

"Thank you, I'll be out soon." Kaiba said.

"Of course." Roland said then turned in my direction and glanced right at me in suspicion. I took a step back and held my breath, could he see me? He then shook it off and walked right past me. I guess not.

What was this thing about Americans? Perhaps this was the perfect time to set plan Haunted House into motion. I followed Roland to the car but not too close I still wasn't sure he couldn't sense me somehow.

When we got to the car I crossed my fingers again, the only way to follow undetected would be to hide in the trunk. I placed my hands on the smooth metal but felt nothing and suddenly my hand went though. Yes. I hopped up and in only to fall all the way through and onto the driveway.

Dammit! I stood up as Kaiba walked out of his house and headed for the car. He couldn't see me yet. I looked at the trunk and gave it a warning glare before jumping in again, this time my face smashed into the metal. Fuck!

I didn't have much time and Roland was standing next to the open door for Kaiba. The driver's side door was open. I guess I had no choice but to ride next to Roland and hope he couldn't sense me. I dove into the front door and settle myself in the passenger's side. The partition would keep Kaiba from seeing me.

Once we reached Kaiba Corp I waited for Roland to get out before diving back out the door and rolling in the asphalt I slipped behind a pillar and waited for Kaiba to be far enough away for me to follow him.

"Please to meet you, Mr. Kaiba." I heard one American say as he reached out his hand to shake Kaiba's. Kaiba took it with a slight hesitation that only the rest of his employees and me could see. Why was he so tense around these guys? I shrugged and followed as Kaiba led handshake guy and two others to a conference room.

I strolled along quietly and stood by the door so that Kaiba saw me when he closed it and said, "This will be fun."