I'm a What!?

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       "Fine, I'll leave you alone and go check on what's in the bathroom." She says letting go of me and walking into the bathroom. "And please put some clothes on!" I yell into the bathroom. "Ok!" Ai responds. A while passes and I'm sitting on the bed playing my phone, Ai comes out and say's "There was nothing in the bathroom, but how do I look?" She twirls, and the dress flows in the wind, I watch Ai and blush. "You look cute." "Thank you." She say's bowing. I get up, putting my phone down on the bed and then walking to her. She blushes, and I rap my arms around her and hug her. "Do you want to go out to day and go to the park or just walk around perhaps?" She say's while hugging me back. "Yea I guess it would help me." "Ok then go get ready and I'll slip my shoes on." "Ok" I say as we both let go of each other and I walk in to the bathroom. "You know she's really fun to mess with~" The Mirror say's. I jump and look around only to spot a ghost like girl standing with her arm propped up on the counter. "W-Who are you?" I stutter and the ghost like girl laughs. "Silly I'm I spirit that just so happen to have found a medium to talk to~" "A what? And who is the person you found?" "A medium someone who can communicate with the spirits of the dead and who is just so happens to be you~" She says with a creepy smile spreading across her face.

        "Ok then what am I supposed to do?" "Well what I would do if I was you is help the spirits out~" "I got to go, sorry~" the ghost like girl disappears. I'm so confused but still manage to put on my clothes. I walk out only to find Ai sitting on the bed waiting for me. "Who was you talking to?" She says curiously. "It was no one, are we ready to go?" "Yea but hold on I got to check the time." She says while leaning to grab the phone off the nightstand table. "What time is it?" I ask. "It's 5 in the morning we've got some time to look around." She says while getting up and putting the phone in her pocket. I walk up to the clothes hanger and grab her pocketbook. She walks up to me and grabs my hand, we head out of the apartment and onto the streets. We walk to the grave yard and I let go of Ai's hand and walk to her mother's grave. "She was really nice... She would have loved you, but I don't think she would have supported our relationship..." Ai say's putting a hand on my shoulder. "I would have~" an old withered woman's voice says. I Turn to look behind Ai and see a woman that looks like she's been in a car crash then a fire. "I do to support you and my daughter relationship, my daughter was always alone she would never talk to anyone, but one day she came home smiling. She had said she had meet someone was really was sweet, but she never let us meet them ourselves~."

           "Uh... who are you?" I say with a shyest toon in my voice "Oh, me well you and Ai is looking at my grave, who do you think I am?" The old wounded woman says in response. "Baby, Are you ok? Your talking to thin air." Ai says looking at me with a confused look. "Yea I'm fine and I'm talking to no one." I say putting my arms over Ai's shoulders. She's startled at first but then raps her arms around my waist. "Please take care of her Hashioki, she's the only child I have that means a lot to me~" and with that Ai's mom disappears. "I will" I whisper over Ai's shoulder as I lay my head on her shoulder. "Hashioki? Where do you want to go when we are done looking around the grave yard?" "Mm... I don't know Ai, but I think we should clean the grave yard up today." "ok let's get a start on it, so we can still have time to look around or do something." "Ok" We start cleaning bumping into each other along the way. By the time we get done it's already 6pm, we decide to get something to eat and go home. When we get home, Ai said she was going to go get a shower and went to get a shower. "mm... I wonder if Ai would like to have a little one running around the house... I mean it is just the two of us here and we have an extra room and bathroom to share..." I say it out loud to myself thinking what it would be like if we had a child of our own. 

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