Spectral Case 【Ghost! Killua Zoldyck】

S A T U R D A Y ;   4 : 4 9 p . m .

Today was supposed to be the day I could relax from everything from school and business. But now,

I am pissed as hell.

Trying to keep a low profile was something that won't ever happen if I knew the albino poltergeist was gonna follow me like some lost puppy. Making a ghost more violent than possibly ones I have faced in the past absolutely peeved of me was something I tried avoiding if it weren't for the snide ghost.

I guess the explanation I'm trying to say is that the life I've adapted to is ruined. All because of that one wandering Zoldyck. It's as if he doesn't want to live and be stuck as a ghost for all his life. Maybe die as a ghost — that's far worse since it means he'll really be dead.

I was thankful to escape that woman, but that meant running all the way back to my apartment with nothing in return. All that spirit did was disappear and leave me to almost taste the anger of that lady.

I should really stop calling her that. With furrowed brows, I looked over to my laptop with the information already settled for the Ponzu case. I mean, I could search up who she is and that master she kept on spewing on about just to know her name, but it's not like I give a damn at the moment.

And maybe because I wanna forget the whole incident and the fact that I was ditched there.

I brought a hand over my face and slowly dragged it down, stopping over my mouth, groaning. I shouldn't be getting this angry but that ghost has been getting on my nerves every single day. I think I'm just letting him get to me, frowning, I slouched on my couch before falling to my side, meeting the cushions.

Well- I almost fell midway if it weren't for the shoulder that blocked me from meeting the very cushions I mentioned. And boy do I easily recognize the chills that would ran up and down my arm and make the tiny hair on my arms stand. "Oh fu- what the hell, Killua?" A subtle grunt came from him as I scooted far from him as needed.

The nerve of him to return all tired when he left me to face that woman's wrath.

Once I was sure my heart had eased itself, I glared at him. He had his head resting on top of the coach, eyes shut tight with his hair slightly ruffled. "I didn't think she'd go as far as to have a fucking knife hidden behind her back," he grunted while my hand reached towards his face, me shifting closer to him. The idea in my mind was tempting but I'm annoyed as hell.

I brushed some of the locks of his hair away from his eyes and I think his eyes dilated in surprise, red powdered over his cheeks. "O-Oi, what the hell are you doing, baka?!" Embarrassment was glazed in his voice as he stared at me with those widened sapphire orbs. Ignoring his statement, I rested my hand on his forehead for some good seconds.

And flicked him on the forehead.

"Why the heck did you provoke her in the first place then?" I glared at him as he rubbed the part I flicked him on. I continued to nag him, "it didn't matter if she didn't have a knife on her or not. She could've killed us with her bare hands just from that aura emitting from her. I know you aren't that dense to not notice it. I could've died when you left me there for God's sake!" I folded my arms in front of me.

He sent me his own glare and rolled his eyes, waving his hand dismissively at me. "I could handle her. I mean, you're still alive and not a ghost, so you survive." I felt my jaw almost unhinged from their place.

"'Could handle her' he says, when he disappeared on me like a wimp," I sneered.

He scoffed, "she caught me off guard. Tell me any ghosts you've already encountered who already wielded a weapon when you think they wouldn't. Her weapon was a goddamn kitchen knife."

"To tell you much, I have encountered ghosts who held things I never expected!"

"Were the things they were holding even dangerous?"

"..." I gritted my teeth at the comebacks he were shooting at me. Of course I've never seen nor met a ghost who held something dangerous! I stay away from the kinds that do look like they would hold one so how should I encounter one if I'm trying to not die!

He only smirked, knowing how he already won the argument and I just had it with him. I would've just rolled my eyes or ignored him for it, but knowing how he's trying to act like he could take her on even after leaving me ready to get killed. Fighting ghosts? I had experience for being a former exorcist. Ghosts holding knives? More like I'm asking for a death wish.

Abruptly, I reached over and snapped my laptop shut, inwardly cringing and wishing that I didn't break it.

"If you're gonna act this way Zoldyck, might as well find another place to stay," I snapped. "I am not tolerating you today. If you're gonna act like some brat and bitch to me about something I can't do, then leave."

His eyes were shocked from my outburst and I saw something flash in his eyes before it left as soon as it came. He only huffed as he stood up, letting my eyebrows knit together. He shoved his pale hands down the pockets of his shorts before tossing me a blank gaze. "I was gonna leave anyways. Talking to you was getting boring," he snidely said.

I couldn't even make a remark as he left with a slight poof. I sat back up and slapped a hand on my face, sighing.

Not gonna lie, his last comment did hurt.

I frowned at how the newfound relation I had with the ghost just turned into nothing but an argument with me being pissed. My ears perked up, letting me forget for a second about the small fight, when I heard the same tapping from the balcony door.

I locked my attention over to the sliding glass pane door, seeing new scratch marks over the old ones with the tentative purr to follow. Wow, he's early. I walked over to the door and slid it open, allowing the 'high class' cat walk in. He's even having a good posture for a cat as he strode inside and took his place on where I once say.

I shut the door and slumped to where Killua sat. I'm just glad the feline didn't decide to be an asshole today after the whole dilemma I didn't want.

He'll get over it, I wearily thought as I softly nudged the cat to move out from his place. He only whined but complied, hopping off and I took the rest of the coach for myself. I know I'm being selfish and rude right now, but today isn't one of those nice, simple days.

I only felt paws patting onto my stomach. Tired, I petted Kuro and heard a soft purr before falling into slumber.

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Two updates in a row is great now, am I right?

Just kidding, but being serious right now

I might make the next one soon too but i think I'm just jinxing myself

Think of this as a way of saying, "sorry for not updating in quite a long while"

Wish I could do this with my other stories but their approximately 2000-7000 words long ^^'

So this book's the easiest one to update since I make the maximum at the most 1000 words and never exceeding 2000 (I'm trying at least)

Anyways! I really hope you enjoy reading this new chapter!