Okay well, here's the next chapter! I'm still ahead and a little stuck on one of the future chapters but it's coming along slowly but surely! I hope you enjoy this chapter! Some more questions will be answered and I honestly had this idea pretty much since this fic started. A lot has changed, but the basics are pretty much the same. I hope you enjoy and stay tuned for the note at the end!

Chapter 6-Death Doesn't Kill

February Day 3, 1:31 P.M.

"It's the reason I left Ryoukuryou."

Mai was frozen where she stood, she felt as though the wind had been knocked out of her. This was some cruel joke, right? To make fun of her? But why would Kiko do something like that? "Kiko, I…what?" she couldn't even put the words together. Kiko wiped her eyes quickly and took a seat at the table. She motioned for her friend to come over.

"That's right, my ex is the reason why I left that school."

Mai sat down next to her. "But, when we met you, you told us that you have never been kissed."

Kiko chuckled and shook her head. "I lied," she stated simply. "Hey, I needed a way to get you and Ayako to stop teasing me about liking Yasu."

"So you do like him?"

She just shrugged and looked at her tea. "Well, he did rescue me. Or at least, he tried to."

"Well, this is an interesting team, if I do say so myself," Yasuhara commented as he followed Masako and Monk into the Academic Building. "I don't think we've ever been paired off like this."

"Nope, I don't recall," Monk said, turning to the medium. "So, where to?"

"There's a classroom at the end of the hall, where one of the attacks occurred." Masako had placed her kimono sleeve to her mouth as usual. "I sensed the spirit of a girl around my age in there yesterday."

"Awesome," Yasuhara remarked cheerfully as they headed in the direction the medium said. "Hey, do we have a tally on how many spirits we have here?"

"Aside from the spirit possessing people, we have several female spirits residing here," Masako said and sighed with her eyes closed. "They don't stay in one place so it makes it hard for me to count them."

"Perfectly, understandable," the college student said with a nod of his head. They walked into the empty classroom and he went over to the windows. "Guess we should close the blinds."

Monk placed the recording device on one of the tables. Masako sat down by it as he went over to the light switch. He made sure the door was closed and sat at the table as did the college student. "Shall we begin?"

The other two nodded and he turned on the recording device. "Classroom in the Academic Building, Takigawa."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, let's start at the beginning," Kiko sighed and thought for a moment. "It should put us around June of my freshman year. I had always been a reserved person, but I was also fairly social. My mother would tease me about being a reserved social butterfly. When it came to school, I was usually quiet, but get me out and about, I was very outgoing."

She took a breath. "Anyway, because I was so reserved, I was a little skeptical when I was asked out but the senior class president. But he managed to win me over and before we knew it we were one of the most talked about couples in high school. I was more popular, but still reserved. I was the quiet girl he took under his wing."

Mai listened intently as she poured another cup of tea from the still hot teapot. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. This was completely different from what Yasuhara had told her. Then again it wasn't. He just didn't tell Mai everything. After all it was her business, not his.

"He made me feel special, so I would almost always excuse the times he would tease me about getting second helpings of food. Joked about my weight. The sly way he would tell me he liked my old haircut better. How quickly he wanted to be in a relationship. His jealousy when I would talk with any guys, even Yasu."

"I thought you had to do some digging on why Yasuhara didn't have a girlfriend?"

"I did, that was before this relationship started, I never said yes until after summer vacation was over. I asked him right before I said yes to this guy. Anyway, I overlooked how he would try to isolate me from my old friends and my family. Always taking me out, saying I had to hang out with his friends, because we were in that crowd. He was so controlling and would pressure me on when we would 'finally' have sex, but he would apologize and then everything would be alright because of how special he made me feel."

"What can you tell us about Yamasaki-san?" Ayako asked the student, Masaru, as he stopped to answer their questions in the hall of the Academic building.

"The headmaster? What about him?" He gave the two a confused look. To be perfectly honest, the priest next to the priestess also had the same look.

"Just what can you tell us about him? When did he become headmaster?" Ayako uncrossed he arms to attempt to appear less intimidating. The student just shrugged.

"Not long, actually, I'm pretty sure this is his second year."

"Was he a professor here?"

"Honestly, I'm not sure. But I think there was something weird about him getting the job. Rumors said he had been a professor over in Kyoto, but him becoming headmaster in Akita was strange since no one knew if he had ever taught here. I don't know the whole story, but I can say that a lot of the professors don't seem to like him."

"Any idea why?"

Masaru shrugged and rolled his eyes. "Not really, honestly. Again I only know what I know from rumors, I've only met the guy through passing. Pretty sure he has no clue what my name is."

"The rumors don't say why the professors don't like him?" Ayako crossed her arms, starting to become fed up with the student.

"No, at least not any that I've heard. I just noticed the way professors respond when he's mentioned or enforces a new rule. They just don't seem thrilled." He turned to walk away. "Look, I have a class that I'm going to be late for. Sorry I can't be more help."

"You really want to believe the headmaster is behind something, don't you?" John asked, once Masaru was far enough away. The priestess sighed and shrugged.

"I don't believe he's behind anything." She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. "I know he's hiding something. And I want to know what that is."

"And if you're wrong?" John tilted his head ever so slightly that made his question seem less of a challenge, and more of that of a curious child.

Ayako looked at the priest and gave a half smile. "Honestly, with the shit we're seeing here, I'm hoping I am wrong."

Mai felt a knot in her stomach tighten. From hearing the story she realized how many similarities Shouta had shared with this guy. She gripped her cup as she continued to listen.

"Right before the end of the school year was when the paranormal fad began. When word had gotten out about Sakauchi writing down that he wanted to be a ghost hunter on his entrance exam. My boyfriend at the time was very much Matsuyama's pet. He was Matsuyama's protégé, and when I told him that I would have psychic visions, and see things that weren't there, he would say I was crazy. But, because he loved me, he would help me realize that they were all inside my head. He wanted me to see the 'truth' as he put it."

The knot got tighter and Mai took a sip of her tea in a failed attempt to help calm herself.

"Luckily, we began to drift apart after he graduated and went to college. He would still come back and visit me at the school. One day he visited after school hours and I was on my way to one of the clubs that I was a part of. He appeared in the doorway of the classroom. He greeted me as normal and closed the door behind him. I asked him what he was doing when he pushed he up against the wall and started kissing me."

Kiko let out a shaky breath. "He said the timing was perfect, we were alone and in the very spot we had first met. I told him no, and that I was done with him. I wanted to break up. We were already growing apart and at the time I was finally starting to hang out with my old friends again and was getting to know Yasu. He swore and slapped my face. I stood my ground, but he continued to curse at me and hit me. Finally, I was lying battered on the floor, when he said 'this isn't over' and he left, leaving the door slightly open."

"What did you do?" Mai's heart ached in sympathy for her. Two girls and two similar stories.

"I just stayed there, I couldn't even cry, maybe one tear fell, but I felt hollow. Numb. In the past he had been known to hold my hand a little too tight, grip my wrist a little too quickly, but nothing like this. And for some reason I couldn't see it coming. I laid there for some time, before Yasu found me." She smiled a little. "He was worried when I hadn't come to the meeting and went looking for me. It was the first time in a long time a guy had looked at me with real concern. It was then that I realized I was right, it was time to break up with him. Perhaps he really did care, but it was not his care that I needed, not if this was what he would do to someone he cared about. Painfully, I got back up, with Yasu's help and he even offered to walk me home. I told him I would be fine, I didn't live far and left before he could stop me."

Kiko drew in a breath, and Mai knew that the story was long from over. "Kiko, you don't have to tell me-"

But Kiko shook her head.

"It's just us soul mates again!" Yasuhara teased as he and Monk walked toward the dorms after handing Masako off to John and Ayako.

"Why do you feel the need to do that?" Monk grumbled with a shake of his head. The sky was filled with clouds and the light bouncing off of them and onto the snow and back made it almost blinding out. They both had to squint as they trekked forward. "And what's this about you pulling this joke before me? I still don't know whether to be relieved or concerned."

"Actually, it isn't my joke," he confessed with a shrug. "My older brother would pull the same stunt with his best friend. It freaked him out when they were going through puberty and high school. Eventually he got used to it and even played along."

"You realize I'm never going to play along right?"

"That's what he told my brother, now they're getting ready for their wedding next month!" Yasuhara grinned, earning an eyebrow raise from his friend-slash-soul-mate-slash-whatever.

"You're serious?"

"No, I'm not." He laughed seeing the look the monk gave him. "He is engaged and is getting married next month, but not to his best friend."

"Let me guess, it's his friend's sister?"

"Look who's catching on!"

"I called my mom and told her I was going to stay the night at a friend's house because of how late it was. I really was, I was walking toward her house about to call her and let her know I was on my way, when a hand covered my mouth and an arm grabbed my waist. I was pulled into a car and knocked out." Tears gathered in the older girl's eyes. "I woke up in the park near the school, you've probably been there, there's a shrine nearby with foxes." Mai held her breath. "And it was there that he got exactly what he wanted. And I couldn't stop him."

Mai's mind flashed back to a case almost two months before. She had a vision that landed her on the floor of the hallway of an elementary school. An unseen man committing a vile act upon the girl below him as he laughed. A voice not her own coming from her mouth.

"No! Stop!"

"Shut up if you don't want to die! You deserved this! I always get what I want!"

She knew the victim had nothing to do with that case then, she thought maybe it would be about an upcoming case. She never would have thought that she had seen her friend's memories. She let out a slow deliberate breath.

"And then you left Ryoukuryou…" Mai concluded, feeling as though someone hit her in the gut.

"Not right away," Kiko continued. "To this day, I've only told one person what happened that night, now I've told two. I had to tell my mom, how else would I be able to convince her that I needed to switch schools? I didn't go to school for a few days, but I did go back, luckily he didn't come back to visit me. I kept to myself until summer vacation came around. That was when I was officially enrolled in a new school, I could start fresh after a month's vacation to myself. I haven't been back to Ryoukuryou since and to my knowledge, neither has my ex. He never came after me again. He just needed to get what he wanted, before he would accept that we were finished."

Once again she wiped her tears away and sat up straight. She placed a hand on Mai's own on the table. "Mai, I don't want this story to make you think that what happened to you wasn't horrible. I just want you to know that I've been there. I have been exactly where you are, and with the support system you have, SPR, school, your friends, you'll overcome this."

Mai leaned over and hugged her friend. Each knowing exactly how the other felt in that situation, it was nice to know you aren't alone. Kiko wrapped her arms around the brunette, who began to shake with sobs. Before they knew it, they were both letting out their pain, their grief, their memories, all of it. No one disturbed them. No one walked into the lounge. No one walked by. It was as though everyone knew to stay away, yet did not know why.

However, back in Base, a certain young man dressed in black, along with his Chinese assistant, was listening to the audio feeds. They both heard every word. Naru's hands had been clenched to the point his knuckled were white. Monk and Yasuhara had just walked back in and Naru instantly shut the audio off and grabbed his coat. He left without a word.

"What was that about?" Yasuhara asked, once the door had closed.

"Yeah, he looks pretty pissed," Monk added, Lin just turned around.

"He'll be fine," he said, taking a few notes on a piece of paper. "Things aren't going his way and he's having a tantrum." He handed the paper to Monk. "In the first list, I need you to check the cables in those cameras, the connection's been a little fuzzy. In the second I need you to change the positioning of the cameras." He handed Yasuhara a headset. "Let me know which camera you are at and I will tell you where to direct the camera."

"Got it," he said, resting the headset around his neck.

Day 3 5:30 P.M.

"What? Who is this?" Yasuhara said into his phone as his two partners looked at him oddly.

Monk, Kiko, and Yasuhara were pretty much told to wander the grounds of the school seeing as there was no point in trying to research what wasn't available to them. They were in the Tech Building on the other side of campus. There weren't too many occurrences there, but perhaps they might be at the right place at the right time for something.

"So, do we think it's a friend pranking him, or an ex-girlfriend messing with him?" Monk asked the girl next to him.

"Neither, my bet is the police station decided to fool around and call him back," Kiko decided, earning a look from the monk. "What? He called them like four times and they hung up on him every time. I wouldn't be surprised if they decided that if he was going to waste their time they might as well waste his."

"Why do I get the feeling you know this from experience?"

"More like I've witnessed this sort of thing on many occasions."

"But, wait! I can't promise-and they hung up on me…" Yasuhara looked at his phone with a scowl. "Seriously, what is up with today?"

"Well, who was it?" The two other investigators asked.

"I'm not sure, but they claim to have information." He shoved his phone back in his pocket. "Also, I only called the police station three times, thank you very much."

"Okay, but were they messing with you?" Monk asked. "Do they really have info or are we dealing with one of your friends who decided prank call you?"

Yasuhara shook his head. "It's no one I know personally, I didn't tell anyone where this case was." Kiko looked like she was about to speak. "And I don't think is was the police pranking me, that would be an abuse of power or something. I honestly don't know what to make of the call."

"Well, what did they say?" Kiko asked, then added, "Before the hung up on you."

"That they had information I needed-why am I saying they? It was definitely a man." He shook his head. "He wanted me to meet him at a diner a couple miles off of campus to discuss."

"Please tell me you aren't seriously considering that offer," Monk said with a raised brow.

"Call me desperate, but I'm not above at least checking it out." He shrugged and crossed his arms. "The number was blocked. And I kind of want to know who this person is and how he got my number and why he knew exactly what we're looking for."

Kiko sighed and closed her eyes. She opened them and gave a slightly wry smile. "Well, you're not going alone. Someone's gotta make sure you aren't cut up by a psychopath."

"You're both nuts if you're really about to go through with this." Monk shook his head with a taut expression.

"We've spent three days searching for information that seems to have been erased from history. The fact that something like this is even possible is terrifyingly brilliant especially in this day and age." Kiko crossed her arms.

"I couldn't get the local library to give me anything of importance. Hell, they gave me the cold shoulder and refuse to speak with me," Yasuhara argued, putting his hands in his pockets. "We have an hour until he wants us to meet him, I say we go tell Naru we're going to follow a lead and grab something to eat."

"Works for me," Kiko agreed with a nod.

"Well, I'm not letting you two go by yourselves," Monk decided with a huff and a not so happy face. "You'll both end up cut up and found in a barrel somewhere."

"Okay, looks like we're going on an adventure!"

"So there are what? Five E.V.P. sessions to analyze?" Mai asked as Naru handed her a headset.

"Yes," he answered, grabbing another headset himself. "I want you to listen to the one from the basement this morning and I'll get started on the one from the Science Building. We'll go from there."

"Works for me." Mai shrugged and placed the headset over her ears. After a couple of clicks on the computer in front of her, she had the audio playing.

"Basement of the Science Building, Takigawa."

"Ayako."

"John."

"Masako."

"Can you tell us your name?" she heard Monk ask.

After a moment John asked, "Did you die here?"

"Were you a victim of the malicious spirit here? The one possessing people?" Ayako asked.

"Is one of the girls who committed suicide here with us?" Masako asked.

"Was there an incident here that is the cause of the haunting now?" John asked.

Mai could hear distant shuffling, like someone was walking not too far from the group. She heard what sounded like Monk getting up, probably to check it out and then the recording stopped.

Looks like I have my work cut out for me. Mai sighed and highlighted a small portion of the audio clip. A click here and there and she hopefully had enhanced what she needed.

"Can you tell us your name?" Monk's voice was booming and Mai made a mental note to adjust that.

"-iri…"

Now there's something, Mai noted and made adjustments. She replayed that last two seconds.

"Airi…."

She committed suicide after she was attacked, Mai made a note of the time stamp on the audio feed on her notepad in front of her. Now let's see what else she has to say…

She repeated the process with the next line of dialogue. "Did you die here?"

Nothing.

"Were you the victim of the malicious spirit here?"

"Run….help….time…."

Mai heard the whimper of another voice in the background. She boosted the background as much as she could, but whatever might have been said, it wasn't audible. She still marked the time in her notes and continued.

"Is one of the girls who committed suicide here with us?"

"Please…stop…help…him…"

"Was there an incident that is the cause of the haunting now?"

"Madness!...Insanity!..." This was a different voice. Mai noticed how desperate and afraid it sounded compared to the weak warning from Airi.

Mai heard the shuffling from before, but it wasn't shuffling. It was stomping. Something had stomped in to the room with them. "Little bitch can't get enough!" A sinister laugh followed until the recording went dead.

It took a minute for Mai to realize she had been holding her breath. She let it out slowly and shivered. Her hands were trembling as she took in a shaky breath. Stiffly, she jotted down the time in her notes.

She flinched when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked over to see her boss had stopped his analysis to check on her. He removed his hand. "Are you okay?"

She gave a jerked nod and took another shaky breath. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm going to move on to the next E.V.P. session. I can't listen to this one anymore." She shook her head and opened the next file on the computer.

Naru just nodded and returned to what he was listening to. Mai just focused on her new task. An audio file from the Academic Building.

"So how are you two fairing?" John asked the girls as they sat in the longue of the Academic Building. "I mean with how the spirit seems to be draining you."

"I'm not feeling as bad as I did yesterday," Ayako admitted, crossing her legs in the plush armchair. "But I don't know if that's because the charms are working or because I'm more pissed off at this thing than afraid of it."

"What about you, Masako?" John turned and smiled to the girl who sat next to him on the couch. She blinked hard as though to stay awake. "Masako?"

She shook her head and looked at him. "Sorry, I seemed to have spaced out," she apologized. "What did you ask?"

"How are you feeling with the spirit draining us?" Ayako repeated the question.

Masako shrugged. "I guess I answered that question already." She closed her eyes, the priestess was sure the medium rolled them but could never tell with her. "I'm exhausted if I'm honest."

"We have some time before dinner and before we need to meet at Base, you can always take a nap," Ayako suggested, noticing the circles under the medium's eyes. "We can walk over to the dorms and you can at least rest for a little bit."

"I'm fine, for now." Masako shook her head and leaned back against the couch. "I might turn in early tonight though."

"No one would blame you," John said.

"I wonder what everyone else is up to…" Ayako muttered absently.

Yasuhara had driven the group to the diner a few miles off of campus. It was a simple ramen diner but seemed relatively popular. The dinner rush had begun and the bar area was packed. "Table for three?" a young waitress asked. She wore a Chinese styled black top with cap sleeves and a black skirt that was halfway hidden beneath her red apron.

"Four, we're waiting for someone," Yasuhara replied smoothly. The waitress nodded and grabbed several menus.

"Of course, right this way!" She led them to a booth in the back corner that was a little secluded. It seemed they were the first group to have sat back there all day. Once they were seated, the waitress handed them their menus and added, "I'm Sumiko and it's my pleasure to serve you this evening, anything to drink?"

The three of them ordered their drinks and Sumiko bounced off to the kitchen. "So, we don't have a name, we don't know what this guy looks like, we don't know if there's anything relevant to our case that this guy could tell us and we don't know if this guy is a crackpot or not," Monk rattled off just about everything wrong with their situation. "Did I miss anything?"

"We don't know if this was just a sick prank and this guy isn't coming," Kiko added earning a look from the boy next to her. "Hey, at least we're not dealing with a serial killer or something. I highly doubt one would have you meet them in a restaurant. Especially, one this crowded."

"Unless he planned on waiting until you realized no one would show and is waiting out in the parking lot for you to leave. Then he jumps out and knocks you out," Monk continued.

"And then boom!" Kiko snapped her fingers and smirked. "You're bound and gagged in the trunk of a sedan heading to your doom."

"You two really aren't making me feel any better about this guy, you know that?" Yasuhara narrowed his eyes as Sumiko arrived with their drink orders.

"Do you need another moment or would you like to wait for your friend?" she asked sweetly.

"We're going to wait a few minutes for him to arrive, if you don't mind," Monk said.

"That's perfectly fine, I'll stop back in a few." Once again, she bounced off to tend to her other tables.

"Alright, are we going to get food even if this guy doesn't show?" Kiko asked, leaning back.

"Well, I plan to, so long as ninjas don't come flying through the windows and attack us," Monk teased. Yasuhara didn't seem too pleased to be on the other end of the joke.

"And you both yell at me for making such comments," Yasuhara shook his head and the other two just laughed. He smiled himself and checked his watch. "Looks like our hour's up."

"And where is this guy?" Monk rested his elbow on the table and used his hand to hold his head up. "I knew this was a scam."

"Thank you for waiting." The voice startled the group as an older man took the empty seat next to Monk. How the hell did they not see him? He was in his sixties, but looked younger with just his temples graying. He opened the menu and scanned it to find what he wanted, just in time for Sumiko to return.

"Great, are you ready to order?" she asked and the newest addition to the table ordered first. Something about it being his "usual." The rest of the table ordered and their waitress bounced off.

The older man ignored the odd stares at him as he took a sip of his water that the waitress had brought. Finally, he folded his hands and looked each ghost hunter in the eye. "I suppose you're all wondering why I have gathered you here today."

Internal sweatdrops were felt from around the group. Is this guy for real?

"Actually, I'm more concerned with how you obtained my number and why you seemed to know I was digging for information," Yasuhara admitted. "Of course this could all just be a ruse to gather us to help your granddaughter sell cookies for her troop to get to go to their big festival."

Yasu! Kiko mentally reprimanded. What are you thinking!

But instead of becoming annoyed by the college student's antics, the man laughed with a snort. It was a loud and thunderous sound that was almost comical. Yasuhara joined with a few chuckles himself, leaving Monk and Kiko to glance at each other. Finally, Kiko managed to compose herself. "I'm sorry, none of us have been introduced. I'm Kiko, this is Yasuhara and Takigawa and you're?"

"Honda Takuma," the man answered with a grin. "Pleasure to meet you all, I apologize for the odd arrangements, but no one can really know why I'm meeting with you today."

"Why do you say that?" Yasuhara asked as Monk raised a brow at the eccentric man next to him. "And how did you get my number?"

"I happened to see it on the caller ID when I was at the station today. My son told me that it was the same guy for the eighth time asking about the university."

"It was only three!" Yasuhara hissed.

Takuma ignored him and continued. "He's the newest chief now, I retired about four years ago and now he's finally my successor. Took too long if you ask me, politics got in the way of it and some low life took my place for two years. Luckily we got him out," Takuma rambled as their waitress came back with their order.

"Hold on, you memorized his number just from the caller ID when he called?" Monk asked, giving the man a wary look.

"Is that weird?" Takuma asked.

"Well-"

"Honda-san," Yasuhara interrupted as the man started to dig into his ramen. "You told me that you had the information that I was looking for and why I wasn't able to find it at the library of the school."

"No one wants to remember, that's why." He slurped his ramen up.

"Remember what?" Monk asked.

"The madman from twenty-five years ago." Takuma shook his head and slurped another helping of ramen. "The bastard raped and killed ten girls for sure. Though, I'm almost certain the number was higher. The cover-up job was brilliant. My own son isn't even aware of what happened back then. Because things were ended completely with the bastard's death, no one felt to broadcast it in the media other than 'Streets Safe Once Again!' That article was too damn short."

"You sure you're up for this, you look worn out," Ayako asked the medium as they sat in an empty classroom of the Science building where one of the rapes had occurred. "We can always do it tomorrow."

"No, I don't think it can wait, she's here." Masako looked to the corner of the room with a sad look in her eye. "I can't quite hear her, but I think if we do an E.V.P. session we might get something."

"Okay, I guess we have to," John decided, before Ayako could protest. He turned on the recorder and began. "Third floor classroom, Science Building, John."

"Ayako."

"Masako."

"Can you tell us your name?" John asked and waited a moment.

"Did the man here kill you?" Masako asked, then stiffened. "No…"

"Masako?" They all could hear footsteps walking towards the corner Masako was staring at. Ayako put a hand on the medium's. "Masako, what do you see?"

A tear fell down her cheek. She could finally hear what the spirit was trying to tell her. She couldn't stop it. No matter how much she wanted to, she knew she couldn't. What she didn't know was whether she was looking at a scene of the past or something else entirely.

"You've got to stop him. Please."

"Should we stop?"

"No!" Masako exclaimed, stopping John's hand as he reached for the recorder. She never let her eyes leave the scene before her. "Oh my god…"

"Take it, slut! You're mine!"

But it was with the next statement that Masako realized what she was really seeing.

"Even death won't kill me!"

Her breaths became short and shallow as she was frozen in her seat. She couldn't believe it. She just couldn't. She could only hear and see the scene in front of her, not noticing when Ayako had the session stopped and had John help drag her out. It truly made her afraid.

Not afraid specifically of this malicious spirit. No, it made her afraid of the afterlife itself. It was the first time in a very long time that Masako was truly afraid of what came after death.

Especially now that she had witnessed what a sick spirit could do to other spirits. It was one thing to possess a living person and have them rape another, that definitely was not okay. They were in a whole other ballpark when a spirit was raping another spirit. That was no vision that Masako saw. It was real time and right in front of her.

She was going to throw up.

Poor Masako...I've been saying that to myself a lot lately. Kiko was abused by a former boyfriend. It was originally going to be teacher, but I decided that it wasn't likely. Then I came up with the idea that Mai would enter an abusive relationship and came up with Kiko's full backstory. I originally thought that Mai would enter a relationship with some kid from her class, but it was just too similar to what happened to Kiko. And I had created Shouta and I decided that this would work just fine.

Enough about that (before I reveal anything I shouldn't just yet! lol) I am very happy to announce that I've created a new Ghost Hunt fic! Many of you have been begging for some NaruMai fluff and romance and I have not forgotten, we just haven't gotten there in this fic. Plus I'm not good at writing those scenes but I'm working on it.

Check out The Haunt Continues it's a series of one shots and multi shots primarily of Naru and Mai after they are married. There will also be chapters about other SPR members and probably some head cannons. So if you want some cute fluffiness a little comedy and if you have a request you can submit it and I'll will do my best to fulfill it!

It is rated M for suggestive themes and slight lemon. I hope you guys check it out and let me know what you think! Until next time!