OK, Haku's life is getting weirder and weirder. Since when did she become a best friend of a ghost?

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Despite the craziness that she had earlier, she was able to walk home without any incident. She took a look around the area and slowly unlocked the silver gate door.

"Nice house you got here!"

Haku almost screamed bloody murder. Darting her head around, she saw her little ghost friend standing next to her, laughing at the shock on her face. She frowned and seriously wished that she could just smack him once. That look alone made him stop his laugh and leave a small grin.

"Did I bother you?" He asked.

"You scared the life out of me." She answered (more like growled).

"We don't want that, do you?" He passed her into the doorway. "Besides, there's no use for a ghost killing someone, huh?"

Haku stared at him in disgust as Akaito quickly and gracefully flew into her house. She was about to say something when she just sighed and let it be. Closing the door behind her, she turned and saw that Akaito had settled down peacefully at the dining table, staring at her as if he was expecting something.

"I don't know how to serve ghosts, you know." Haku stated bluntly.

"I just like your house, that's all." He answered. "Can't I help but admire how nice it looks?"

"Don't get too used to it." She threw the keys on the table. "If I don't get a hard-working job by the end of the month, this house is as good as gone."

"What do you mean?" Akaito looked confused. "I mean, don't you already have a job at that restaurant?"

"Yeah, sure, as if living off the tips and that paycheck are going to help me." Haku sulked into the cushion. "It's this on overtime, plus the usage of the leftover surplus that I got from college. I'm done with the surplus, and soon I'm gonna lose the house."

"That's not good…" Akaito leaned forward. "You must have some direction you want to go to."

"Sort of." Haku leaned to him. "I want to sing. Like Miku and Kaito. The only problem is that as long as they're in the business, I can't get a job in that field."

"That's the harsh reality of this business." Akaito folded his arms. "You're either really good or really bad."

"Man…now what can I do?" Haku covered her face. "The worst case scenario, I move in with either Kinsora or Neru and just live there for the rest of my miserable life."

"We can't have that now, can we?"

"Huh?" Haku looked up.

"OK, if the only part of my brain is working correctly, there's a concert going on in town with Miku, am I correct?"

"I auditioned for that a long time ago. I didn't get in." Haku answered.

"Screw that." Akaito laughed. "I saw that there's another audition for those people who didn't get in. A few more roles for you to get into. You're auditioning."

"What?!" Haku jumped into the air. "No way! I didn't get in that one, and there's no way that I'm going to get in!"

"It's tomorrow." Akaito smiled. "And you're going to get in it whether you like it or not."

"HUH?!"

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And thus ends the next chapter of a story I finally decided to update on. Anyone lose interest in this yet?