Ghost

Chpt. 3 Getting to Know You More

Akira sat on his couch tapping his fingers together. He was thinking about that time when he finally met the ghost that sent him that package.

He was pretty.... Prettier than most girls and guys.

Akira thought.

He stood up from the couch and tried calling for the ghost. "Hey uhh... Takanori? Can I talk to you for a minute?"

No response.

"Hmm.... TAKANORI!!! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!!!!" Still no reply.

"Try a little harder..." The voice said. Akira rolled his eyes.

"Hey Takanori! Get your sexy ass down here before I find you myself and show you who's boss!!" Akira yelled out. The tiny male finally appeared in front of Akira.

"You called?" Takanori crossed his arms and pulled up his skinny jeans so his underwear won't show.

"So... you're the ghost right?" Akira arched an eyebrow.

"No!! I'm god!! Yes I'm the ghost." Takanori said sarcastically.

"Tell me... what happened in your past?" Akira asked and sat back down on the couch.

"Well... when I was about 4 my parents didn't really know why I acted the way I acted. I was very anti social. I had no friends, I was smarter than anything, i ate very little, and I was always short. So, as I grew older, I started to get more and more feminine, you know with make up, skinny skinny jeans, perfume not cologne, handbags, and stuff. My parents hated me because I was more interested in guys and I didn't find girls attractive. Lots of guys would want to date me because of how I'm built like a female. Curves and all. My parents, then, abused me and disowned me at teen age and on going for being who I am. So when I was 26, they killed me in my sleep. Well, my father did. So, I've been watching over him and haunting him a bit. My life hasn't been the same since... well because I'm dead." Takanori explained and found a tear fall down his face.

"Aww..." Akira stood up and tried to give Takanori a hug but failed and fell on the floor. "Can you please do something about that?"

"I could... but I don't know if I can." Takanori doubted. He lowered his head and sighed.

"Believe in yourself Takanori." Akira said and smiled. Takanori closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He had a concentrating look on his face. Then, he began to sing a melody. Now, his body isn't transparent and he's fully in color. "Woah...."

"Happy? Now you can hug me." Takanori held out his small arms. Akira held out his arms and hugged Takanori.

Wow... he's so soft...

Akira thought. He let go of the hug and smiled. Takanori smiled also. "So now what?"

"I want to get to know you more. Do you have any friends in the dead people world? Is there someone you worship?" Akira asked.

"Well, technically, I don't worship anyone. In the dead world it's just everything free. No one bosses us around. I don't have that many friends. But being in the dead world is like being in the undead world. We still have food, free clothes, everything's free and never sold out. But I do have people who bully me. They think I'm too easy and they think they can take advantage of me. Those type people are the hell worshipers." Takanori explained and sat down on the couch.

"So how many types of people are there?" Akira asked sitting on his heals in front of Takanori.

"There are the non-worshipers, they don't worship ANYTHING but themselves. There are God worshipers, ghosts humans who worship any god and wear these all white dresses and suites. There are the in-between worshipers, ghost humans who worship either God or nothing. And last but not least, Hell worshipers." Takanori said and yawned.

"Can you people have feelings?" Akira asked.

"Well, yeah. We are like any type of human. We just are supernaturals." Takanori crossed his left leg over his right. Akira stood up and grabbed a chair and sat in front of Akira.

"This interesting. I wish I could join." Akira said but changed his emotion to sad.

"I'll kill you if that's what you want."

"No no... I want to live my life."

"Really? What's life? I believe no one, in both dead and the undead, doesn't have a life what's so ever. Life doesn't exist to any of us. Not because we are dead. It's how we felt before most of us died." Takanori said and smiled.

"Is there a such thing as love?" Akira leaned in just a bit closer to Takanori. Takanori himself thought.

"Well... I've never really fallen in love nor felt love before. What is love?" Takanori asked and felt curious.

"I'll explain that to you later." Akira smiled back at Takanori and saw a red mark on his neck. "Huh?" he put his finger on the smaller one's chin and lifted it. "what's that?"

"N-nothing..."

"Taka... tell me." Akira sounded stern and serious.

"The guys I said that bullied me? Yeah... one of them did that to me." Takanori said.

".... That's just terrible......" Akira frowned and stood up to put his chair back.

"Hey Aki... can I tell you something?" Akira turned back to the smaller male who was now in front of him.

"Yeah.."

"Can I be your best friend? I don't have any best friends. But it sees as if you could be a good friend." Takanori smiled.

"Yeah. Sure."Akira smiled back he watched as Takanori walked back to the couch.

Just let me squeeze that ass once...

Akira thought. He wished he could become more than friends with Takanori. It seemed as if he could trust Takanori to be more than friends with him.

"So you used to live here huh?" Akira asked sitting next to the small brunette.

"Yeah. They must've renovated this place. It looks indifferent. uh oh..." There was a beeping sound coming from his watch. "I gotta go..."

"Go where?"

"Back to my world. I didn't tell you that each year we have a celebration on the day you died in. Well, I died on this day." Takanori giggled. "Tah tah for now sweet-cakes!" Takanori was now fading away and disappeared to his world. Akira bit his lip and smiled.

"He does seem very easy...."

"I heard that!" The voice of Takanori said. "Don't think I'm not able to get into your head. we can still chat... Sweet-cakes."

Akira laughed. "Okay... let's chat then."

Takanori the ghost and Akira the undead human are now becoming great friends. But will they become more?

Authors Note:

Sucky chapter? I know. I haven't put much thought into it...