Merry Christmas everyone! Or happy holidays to those who don't celebrate Christmas. Sorry that this story isn't done today, but here's the next chapter. Hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt

Chapter 6: Pouting

"What is wrong with Naru? Is he on his damn man-period or something? Excuse my language, I mean really, he's been through so many mood swings that I can't even keep up, and I have to sleep next to him?" I gripped, slamming a teakettle on the stove. The water sloshed around nearly jumping out of it.

"It's fine, but has he really been that bad?" John asked, grinning.

"Yes!" I cried, throwing my arms up in the air.

"Who's that bad? I hope you're not talking about moi," I heard a familiar voice ask behind me.

I grinned. "Damien!" I shouted in English, turning around and throwing my arms around his neck, "Would you play a trick on Naru please? He's being a meanie." I gave him puppy dog eyes even if I was only half kidding.

Damien laughed. "Maybe after our case is solved," he told me.

I slid back down to the floor with a pout. "That's not fair," I said, sticking my bottom lip out, "So what have you guys been working on lately?"

"Oh, you know, this and that. We got a new guy living with us right now. Can't act worth a damn, but he's a wiz at stuff like computers and other electronics. Oh yeah, and the paranormal. I have to say that's the coolest thing about him," David said with a grin.

"Really? What's his name?" I asked my eyebrows rose until they disappeared in my hairline, "What does he look like?"

Damien stroked his chin. He always liked to fake like he actually had a goatee. "I don't see him too often. He usually only comes around for shows to work the lights and such. But I think he's got jet-black hair and dark blue eyes. He usually wears like blues and stuff. I believe his name starts with an E or something."

I jerked my eyes to stare at John. We exchanged knowing glances. "You know who that sounds like?" I asked reflexively switching to Japanese, my eyebrows still gone on vacation in my hairline.

"Do you think Naru knows?" John asked his own eyebrows gone.

I shook my head vigorously. "If he knew, he'd be searching this house from top to bottom with no stone left unturned, but do you think it's true. He's supposed to be dead."

"Who's supposed to be dead?" Damien asked, cocking his head to the side with a curious look.

"Naru's twin brother," I answered grabbing my chin with my hand and putting the other on my hip, "Where did you guys find the new guy?"

Damien shrugged. "Don't know, Jessica never told me. Apparently he's been in a coma for nearly two years and just recently woke up. Like literally only a couple months ago."

"Wow," I murmured, staring up at him, "That would explain why he hasn't been in my dreams us much lately. And he hasn't been to visit me these last three dreams." My sudden switch from English to Japanese just goes to show how shocked I really was.

The screaming of the teapot brought me back to my senses. Jumping, I hurried to pull it from the stove. "Would you like a cup of tea Damien? I'm taking some to Naru and the others right now," I asked, switching back to English like flipping a switch.

"'Course I do. Your tea is amazing. Do you even have to ask?" he asked with a grin, grabbing the tray from my hands.

I grinned and laughed. "Well, if I take your word for it then that might be why Naru drinks so much of it and won't drink anyone else's."

"Or maybe it's just because you're so pretty and he's got the hots for you," Damien teased, pinching my cheek as if I were a little kid.

I growled, snapping at his hand. He laughed playfully as I snatched back to tray. "Naru will think you've made the tea and scold me if you bring in the tray," I told him, sticking my tongue out before leaving the kitchen. Damien and John hustled behind, chatting animatedly with each other. If I didn't know Damien better I'd have thought he was actually having a normal conversation. Unfortunately, I did know him better. He was probably picking John's brain for information. John probably even knew. He was such a good guy.

At base, I nudged the door open with my foot to find Naru conversing with Lin in English. Other than our clients, Madoka and John, no one else in the room knew English besides myself which Naru did not know.

"Why are they coming here?" Naru asked, his voice more aggravated than usual yet his face stayed blank, "Can't they just stay in England?"

"I don't know why they're coming. Apparently they have a hunch about someone working in Miss Williams' acting group," Lin explained. His fingers were flying over his keyboard as if he weren't having a conversation.

Naru crossed his arms, staring angrily at the wall. He looked like a brooding child who wasn't getting his way. "If they have a hunch about something they could just ask us to investigate it. There's no need for them to come all the way over here," he grumbled.

Lin shook his head. "These are your parents we're talking about. They would never turn down an excuse to travel," Lin tried to reason, glancing at him from the corner of his eye.

"Like I care about their whims," he griped.

Lin didn't answer. That was my cue to step in. I set the tray down on next to Naru, making sure to make more noise than usual. "Naru, here's your tea," I said, pouring his tea and holding out a cup.

He stared at the cup for a long moment before slowly taking it.

With a shake of my head I started pouring the other cups of tea. "Would everyone like a cup?" I asked, turning to look at the rest of the team.

"Yes please!" they shouted in unison, jumping from their seats and converging on me like a pack of ravenous wolves.

I laughed. "Okay, hold on, hold on. Don't break anything," I said batting them away. Quickly, I poured out the cups. I handed them out giggling as I saw them sigh. "Are you all okay?"

"No, we're tired," Yasu grumbled, yawning loudly.

"Then why don't you all just go to bed?" I asked.

"We're hungry," Masako answered, plopping back down in her armchair, her nose stuffed in her teacup. If she wasn't careful she'd fall asleep like that.

Jessica kicked the door open, dragging in several carts, plates and jugs. "Sorry 'bout that guys. I fell asleep while I was cooking," she said, setting the plates down on the table, "Bon appetite."

Ayako, Monk, Yasu, Masako and Madoka fell on the food. Damien and Jessica joined in soon after. I held back with John, Naru and Lin until the six had gotten their fair share of food. "Come on, let's eat before they eat it all," I told the other three, motioning to the food.

John nodded, walking over with me. "Should we get those two food first?" John asked me. We looked back over our shoulders at the sullen pair. It didn't look like they'd be moving anytime soon.

I nodded. "I'll get Naru, you get Lin?" I asked.

"Sure," John said.

We pulled four clean plates over to us. Quickly, before the other six could clean off the rest of the dishes, we grabbed what looked good. "Here Naru, got you something before the others could eat it all," I said, holding out the plate. He took it without a comment. Lin did the same, only giving John a nod.

I plunked down in an open computer chain crossing my legs and eating slowly. I scooted over and patted the empty seat next to me. John, with a slight blush, perched next to me with a quiet thank you.

"You guys are so very boring," I heard a female voice groan, "I think I'll have to add some excitement." Without so much as a warning, I blacked out.

Sorry for another cliffy. Hope you liked this chapter though. I know it was kind of a boring chapter. Merry Christmas again, review please! It'll be one of my best Christmas gifts!