Chapter 5

Lesson Not Learned

It was Kai's turn to point, but unlike Kai, the spirit smiled and shrugged it off.

"I would hope you recognize me," The once mysterious grim reaper spoke with cheer. "We did work together a couple of years ago. I was also friends with Tala, and you did attend my funeral."

"Tyson Kinomiya!" Kai growled and stopped pointing at the bluenette. "What the hell are you doing as the grim reaper!"

Tyson shrugged, "It was either this or going to the after life, and from what I saw of the afterlife it is very dull. I much rather be the grim reaper and scare people."

"So wait," Kai began. A person could become the grim reaper if after they died. That did sound like a nice job. Maybe he should apply for it. "How does someone become the grim reaper?"

"You just ask, and they give you a few forms to fill out. If you pass inspection you get the job."

"Really," Kai said thoughtfully. "Can anyone, even someone who was bad in their life, become the grim reaper?"

"Oh yeah," Tyson reassured him with a wave. "It not as hard as you think to be a grim reaper. You just have to know how to get people startled, and be willing to wear a black robe throughout the year."

"Can I sign up now?"

"Oh sure." With that, Tyson stuck his hand in one of the hidden pockets of his robe, and pulled out a silver cell phone. He dialed a number and placed it to his ear waiting for someone to answer.

"Hello?" A voice on the other side of the phone said.

"Hey Chief, I got someone over here who wants to be a grim reaper, can you send me the forms?" Tyson asked.

"Is he dead?"

"Not yet, but you know we're going to have a few grim reapers retiring in a few years, and we will need him then. It will be prefect, don't you think?"

"I guess."

"Okay, I'll see you in a few minutes. Bye."

"Wait Tyson where are-"

Tyson hung up the phone before the person on the other side of the line finished their sentence. A smile adorned his face, and it worried Kai slightly.

"So…" Kai started unsure what to say to his old coworker. "How did you die?"

"Jeez, you come to my funeral, and you can't remember how I died?" Tyson huffed indignantly, and placed his hands on his hips, which vaguely reminded Kai of PMSing teenage girl. "I was in a car crash with Tala, which is why we had our funerals combined, or do not even remember that?"

"I don't pay attention to unimportant things such as funerals," Kai answered smugly.

"Sourpuss."

"Moron."

"May I remind you, I am the embodiment of death?" To add to his statement, Tyson held up his scythe threateningly.

"So what, I'll be that too."

"Not if you keep up that smartass attitude."

There was a glaring contest between the two. Neither one was willing to back down. Yup, just another fight involving male dominance, nothing unusual.

"Tyson," Cried a small brunette, who was running up to the two, waving the papers in his hands frantically. He looked disheveled and breathless as he stood before them, not that either cared, they were too busy with their glaring contest.

"I will not blink," Tyson stated determinedly.

"I have never lost a glaring contest," Kai responded.

The brunette sighed in disappointment. "Why does this always happen to me?" He shoved a pen into one of Kai's hands and placed the papers out in front of Kai. "Okay, just fill out the forms here. The first question asks…"

And that is how Kai filled out the forms for being a grim reaper. The brunette would read off the question, and Kai would write down his answer without breaking his eye contact with Tyson.

"… and signature here."

Kai signed his name. So far his glaring contest with Tyson had lasted for fifteen minutes. It never did occur to Kai that Tyson was already dead, so he wouldn't have to blink.

Kai's eyes were starting sting, and he was cursing at his possible lost. He hadn't been lying about never losing a glaring contest, and he did not want his first loss to be to this idiot.

"Okay, so I'll send the forms in for you Kai Hiwatari, and if everything works out you'll be a grim reaper when you die, by the way my name is Kenny, I am one of the people that work in the office."

Kai didn't say anything.

Kenny sighed again. He was so tired of taking time out his busy schedule to help people fill out their work forms. He had even run down here to help Kai and Tyson, but they were both being stubborn jerks.

"Kami, damn you both," he mumbled as he stomped off.

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The End

Wait! What? That can't be the end! Who won the staring contest? It sounded like Tyson had the upper hand, but Kai is so stubborn he might just win!

Thank you to everyone who read this fanfic. Now excuse while I go beat myself up! I want to know who won, and I will find out by any means necessary! (glares at reflection in mirror) Any means…