Akashi's POV

[I blinked, raising my eyes up to meet Furihata's. He was staring at me weirdly, and honestly, I would've done the same. What a horribly dumb idea.] 

"Oh no don't mind me. Just come in, sorry for the intrusion." 

[I'm honestly doubting myself growing to be a cunt ever since I turned to be a ghost. This is so stupid... What if Furihata thinks ill of me now? That would be horrid.

Wait- why exactly do I care? No way that I'm going to let myself cave into my own plan.] 

"Try opening that untouchable computer of yours and find any information about the subject. There are many sketchy networks and blogs on the internet which might help." 

[I drawled, getting back to laying on the bed and getting myself comfortable. I closed my eyes, taking deep breaths and attempting to take some of the weight off my shoulders for a while. I must've looked dead, laying there with my neck slashed open in complete silence.] 

"Fear not, I am not dead. Just taking a nap... Wait a moment, I am dead. ...forget it, tell me if you find anything."  

Furihata's POV

[I giggled at his musings. Akashi seemed much more snarky now that we got to actually talk. I personally think its is kind of cute, because, well, he was one step away from starting to pout at me honestly. Very adorable. He was also kind of short, which is also very cute. Though in the end I was shorter than him... just by three centimeters though! And my point still stands, anyway.]

"Ah, searching up the yakuza it is, I guess,"

 [I shouldn't laugh, it was a serious matter, but really, how can I not. A few minutes ago he said in a very princely matter he wants me to be safe, and now I still ended up searching sketchy materials on the internet. But all is good, I don't mind.] 

"Hmm... Seems like some yakuza guys got caught in Kyoto a few days ago... interesting." 

[I said aloud intentionally. Really, this article could prove very helpful, if the case has relation to Akashi's one in Rakuzan...]   

Akashi's POV

 "Tell me more. Is there an elaboration about the article?" 

[I sat up, trying to peek on his laptop's screen. Obviously there would be no spiritual information about it, but it could give away details about the safety of the Akashi house. I scanned the page he was reading from behind his shoulder, frowning gradually.

They were caught and imprisoned, their underground family name got exposed to society and apparently they got publicly humiliated for their doings.

Fair enough, I could live with that. Then again, I am dead.] 

"...enough of that. Just try finding some rituals that'd have me dead for good." 

[Handling the ghost deal was honestly rubbing off me. It was hard, and knowing it was unfair only made it worse. Now to make things even badder than before, I've got Furihata to actually make me feel wanted in all this mess. Every time I looked at him made me want to come alive, be actually and figuratively there for him.

I groaned, biting my lip as I realized I must be falling into my own plan. I seriously doubted that ghosts become automatically dumber.]   

Furihata's POV

[I frowned at him. We've had this conversation half an hour ago. I will not exorcise him, there's no way. I'm not getting into some freaky ghost scandals. Especially when even the positive outcome is not what I want! I want him to stay with me, for a while longer. Right now, he can't knee wreck me to submission.] 

"No! We said I won't. And I'm not letting go of that decision until it's the very last choice!"

[I answered back angrily. If he thought he was superior when he was alive, he'd have to accept that right now he's at his lowest when it comes to abilities, to the point me and him are not even equals. He'd have to listen to me, now. Or at least try. ] 

"Listen. Next week starts a holiday vacation. We'll go to Kyoto. Nobody even found your body yet... it might be what you're missing, okay? Please, let's do that.." 

[Yes, I'm using puppy eyes. Yes, I'm that desperate. No... I don't care. ]  

Akashi's POV

 [I'd probably be feeling my blood boiling at that point, my heartbeat racing, but I couldn't feel any of that. To hell with ghost's bodies. What I did know for sure, though, that I was getting mad. Honestly, does this kid not want to dispose of this crappy situation as soon as possible?]

 "Furihata, I swear to all gods in existence, if I were to be alive right now- ...ugh. Okay. Fine, it's fine. Lets have it your way, shall we? I'll wait patiently for next week. Fantastic."

[I mused sarcastically, feeling as if my frown became a permanent expression on my face. And so we did, since I had no actual saying in the end. There was nothing I was able to do without him right now, so even though it irritated me, I did as he said.

It's been six days since then. Six days that had been highly important for my journey in understanding Furihata's way of thinking and behaving. As I promised silently before, I continued flirting spontaneously with him. And yes, with every day passing, I felt myself caving into the affection myself.

At the 3rd day, I accidentally walked on him showering. Don't ask. Figures the klutz doesn't close the bath curtain. I walked past the door, wanting to ask him about his progression in his studies and basketball training.

Well, he was butt naked, his skin a light shade of pink thanks to the hot water, humming some kind of cringe-worthy anime song. Leaving aside his blood freezing yelp and him almost falling off his legs, I noticed something that day. I was in so deep in my great plan, that I was actually turned on by him.

He didn't realize it himself, though. Ghosts cannot have boners, blush or anything physical. My nonchalant attitude didn't give him any clues either, but I knew myself that I fucked up and it was bad enough. I managed to fall in love with the klutz somehow.] 

"Furihata, get yourself in here and organize your room and bag for tomorrow. This place is a mess, you haven't cleaned it up ever since I arrived. Not that I'm complaining, but do it for your own sake." 

[I nagged, rushing him back into his room. Tomorrow was that so called trip of ours, count me tagging on. In all means, I was looking forward to end all of this drama. At the same time, though... I wanted to stay with Furihata.]