Furihata's POV

[I have two things to say about this week;

damn, I discovered how gay I am, and second, how did one ghost manage to get so exhausting? Akashi was very nice, he was really okay and all, but he managed to rile me up so much that the levels of stress I was in were just impossible.

When he got to see naked, I almost died. I was so embarrassed! It was really unfair. He completely saw my entire daily life and yet the universe is cruel and made me realize that, fuck, my crush is dead and I won't get to do the same to him.

Honestly, if he wasn't surrounding me all the time I might have let some tears out to get the frustration away from me. At least I get to see his old surroundings tomorrow in Kyoto...] 

"Yes, yes, I know! I already arranged a bag earlier. And yeah, I'll clean my room... ugh." 

[He was such a mom sometimes... I actually had to clean it and the asshole watched me like nothing. So embarrassing... but in the end the day came and I woke up and started to get ready.]

 "Akashi kun, ready to go to the train station?"  

Akashi's POV

"Of course, I'm immensely excited, you might have to hold me down." 

[I deadpanned. We both have gone through quite a lot, and my conflicted emotions kept harassing me. I might finally pass away, put an end to all of this extremely stupid scandal no one asked for, but the thought of leaving Furihata behind seemed impossible to me. I loved him.] 

"I'd let you do that if your hands won't be ignoring my existence." 

[Sleeping on the same bed, spending twenty four hours a day with him, watching him eat since I could not, helping him with homework, sometimes I even chose his clothes. He had a terrible tendency to wear whatever comes to hand.

It might sound like I'm his maid from some perspective, but he's done more than a lot for me too. He encouraged me every single day, filling me with determination when I started to become too gloomy and depressed. He made me laugh, rarely, but he managed. It was amazing since no one managed but him.

He... made me feel wanted in more than one manner. I've never had a lover, growing in a strict family that went for diplomatic marriage only. Being dead never felt so good.]   

Furihata's POV

"No need to be sarcastic, Akashi kun. I am already used to you being salty." 

[And it was really funny, too. He constantly stayed with a grumpy expression, save for one or two rare times I got him to smile. It didn't matter though, grumpy or not he was handsome, a sight for the eyes. They say ghosts tend to stare at people, sending them chills, yet somehow I think I stared at him more than he ever did at me.]

 "Come on, let's go. The train station is only ten minutes away, and Kyoto is waiting for us.

I, too, can't wait to look like a nutjob on a two hours train." 

[After that we left pretty quickly. Hey, after all, we need to save a bit of that day for looking around Kyoto. We boarded the train around half an hour after we got of the house. I took out my phone and acted as if I was on a call. ] 

"Hey. Do you have any idea where to start looking?" [I asked, looking at Akashi.]   

  Akashi's POV  

"Since the basketball court is obviously out of the question, there are some dark alleys in the poverty areas of Kyoto that are worth checking. It'd probably be gross and disgusting, but where else would be a good idea to hide a corpse? The basement of the Yakuza organization could be a good idea too. I'm pretty sure it got deserted ever since they got imprisoned. The police should've already checked, but there's still a minimal chance for us to find something they did not. After all, I can go through anything." 

[Counting our options was the easy part. We didn't have much, and the ones we did have had the highest rate of success. The only thing we had left was to get there, search, and hopefully find it. I didn't know how was I supposed to feel about going on an adventure with the goal of finding my own corpse, but I let Furihata's voice and company comfort me.

In the time I spent with him, gradually, my feelings for him have grown. I did want to act like a normal lover to him, but the situation didn't allow so, and I settled for flirting only.

Many times have I wanted to hold his hand, hold him, but it was impossible for me. I did realize my feelings but the burning ecstasy of love never burned my chest. I couldn't feel it, being a ghost. I wanted to feel it.

I knew it was supposed to be there.] 

"...if we don't find anything, you'd have to exorcise me. Don't give me the 'but I don't want to' attitude. I can't live as a ghost forever, and you'd get older as the time passes. I do cherish you. You know that I do, Furihata... but after today it might become the only choice left. You promised you'd do it if it was the last resort."  

  Furihata's POV  

[The idea of going through poverty areas did make me feel slightly discomforted, but mostly because while Akashi is with me, I'll still be alone when it comes to people I meet. I wouldn't be safe... but, if something was to happen, the worst case scenario is dying by meeting a yakuza or something... and while I hate to be one of those people.. I might get to be with Akashi, in some sort of way, afterwards.

Ugh, it's hard being fifteen and in love. With a ghost. ] 

"We'll go to their place first. Maybe we'll find a clue or two about what you lost..." 

[I talked into the phone again. I sighed when he started talking about exorcising again. I hate it when does it. He doesn't realize it's hard for me at all, and keeps on seeing it as the only way.]

 "Oh, shut up and let's go already. The train is at the stop. I said I would, so please just wait to see if it works." 

[I hissed. People stared at me, but I just left the train and opened my GPS. I know the neighborhood and how the building looks from pictures.

It should be enough, even if Mr. prince thought otherwise. I will prove myself right to him!]