Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Hunt nor any of the characters- I just like to make them do random things for my own amusement.

With that being said, read and review? :3

I am not sure what pairing this will ship, or if any... so yuuuup~

Rated M for: gore, violent scenes, crazy Mai, and swearing.

"Talking" - 'Thoughts'

Story: Eradicate the Enemy

Chapter One: The Old vs. New

Mai frowned as she stuck the cigarette back between her red-painted lips. She was currently sitting outside a small café a few blocks away from her adversary. Her auburn hair was held up in a high pony tail, small curls that had at one point been chopped now fell loosely framing her sharp cheek bones. Her eyes were smothered in black, blue contacts in to eliminate the possibility of being recognized.

It had been three years since her old family had seen her- SPR. She snorted, wondering what they could possibly say to make up for what they did to her. Abandoning a teenage girl after promising to keep in touch (and her doctor's thought she was twisted). She could almost hear them sprout out excuses. She wouldn't listen, of course. They left her- an orphaned 16 year old, a psychic in a world full of ghosts. She had at one point gone completely insane from her dreams, was thrown into a psych ward, painted as an insomniac with a case of schizophrenia. Her powers grew and grew, uncontrollable. She wasn't stupid, she knew she wasn't crazy. Well, she wasn't then. 'Now? Eh, who knows.'

She had received the phone call not but two hours earlier- the call from SPR themselves. It seemed they wanted her back, back to be their ray of sunshine. 'How things have changed. I wonder who will crack first?' She thought sardonically.

Twirling the few strands of hair that blew into her face, she watched as the SPR crew made their way down the street. Taking one last drag off of her cigarette, she blew the smoke out and into the face of her companion. Throwing the butt on the ground and stomping her boot down on it, she smirked.

"Mai..." The man's voice growled, "Stop fucking blowing your cancer in to my face." The twenty four year old man waved his hand in front of himself, fanning away the smoke. His black hair held back into a short pony tail, dark grey eyes covered in rectangle spectacles. Glasses flashing momentarily, before he too watched the SPR walk closer.

"What do you think Yasu?" Mai questioned the man beside her. "Do you think they will still want us back after they see us again?" She and Yasuhara had become quite close after Oliver and Lin left with Gene's body. She was now in college- the same as Yasu's. He was the only one to call her up and see how she was. He knew everything that had happened; even helped her when she couldn't quite help herself.

Yasu shrugged, a mocking smirk curling up his thin lips. "Who knows? I for one, am curious on how they found out where we live." Yasuhara and her lived together for two years now. The apartment was a few blocks away from this small café. Two bedrooms- not that it really mattered to the both of them since they slept in the same bed a lot. A nice kitchen with a small hallway that split between the rooms and the bathroom. They didn't want to show up to this small gathering, both having issues with the people, but said people decided that if they don't show up they would come waltzing up to their apartment and break down the door. 'The lesser of two evils.'

Mai chortled, a breathy sigh escaping her lips. The SPR were only a few feet away from them now, looking around. "Eh, Oliver is a stalker-" She left the sentence hanging. Said person was staring them down with a blank expression. 'So he does recognize us,' she briefly thought before placing a smirk on her face.

"Good to see you again, Oliver." Mai's sarcastic voice carried over the group, all gaping at the girl. She knew she wasn't the same. Long hair, sharp features and plump red lips- her best physical features, she had said once. Her body slumped lazily against the brick wall beside her, as she continued to stare at the slightly old man. Her tight black shirt moving up some to show off her well-defined stomach and pierced belly button. Her breasts held up in a size C34 bra, the shirt hugging up against them- showing off how much she had grown in that department. Mai's hips, now wide, were covered in a black and blue plaid skirt that stopped a few inches above her knees. Knee high socks clung to her ankles and thighs, black plat formed boots covering her feet and most of her calf muscles. Over all, she was not the same girl as she was before.

Yasuhara wasn't any different from back when the group first met him. The only difference's being his longer black hair and his height. He had filled out some too, having a six-pack underneath the white dress shirt he wore. Well-defined thighs which at the time were being covered by black slacks. His voice had dropped lower too, it reminded Mai of dark chocolate.

They both made quite the pair and they knew it. Glancing at each other, they pushed themselves away from the wall and strolled up to the stunned group. "Are we going to just stand here or go inside, big boss?" Yasu questioned, trying to get a rise out of the younger man.

Without a word to the two before him, Oliver walked right into the café ordering a table for the large group, in private. The waiter rushed to move them to a secluded room, taking down their drink orders before rushing to leave the room's stifling silence behind.

Everyone turned to stare at the couple, most not believing the two before them were who they said they were.

Takigawa broke the silence. "Mai? Yasuhara? You both... have changed."

Mai snickered behind her hand, leaning against her best friend. "Oh, we have changed more than you could possibly manage to perceive, isn't that right love?" She batted her eye lashes up at Yasu, a glimmer of cold amusement behind her fake blue eyes. Yasu, playing along with his friend, wrapped an arm around her- pulling her closer to his body. "Why yes, yes we have changed a bit." He replied back huskily, rubbing a warm hand up and down her pale arm.

A cough sounded throughout the now silent room, cold eyes watching in frustration as the two continued to flirt. "If you are done flirting with each other, can we move on?" Noll's voice was gruff, full of repressed anger. More at himself, than anyone else in the room.

Mai pulled away from Yasu, pouting at her ex boss. "You called us here, so go ahead and talk. We might as well get this done with, I have homework to get done." She was bitter towards those in the room, but she might as well hear what they had to say.

"I am back in Japan to reopen SPR." Noll stated, watching as the waiter came in and left their ordered drinks on the table. "I wish for you and Osamu-san to work for me again."

The two shared a long look, debating if it was the best idea or not. They both could use the job, but was it worth all the insults and grunt work? Seemly coming to an agreement, Yasu opened his mouth. "If we were to come back to SPR- we have some conditions that we would like to run by you first." He leaned on to the table, his elbows resting gently against the surface while his hands intertwined together underneath his chin. A smirk twisted his face, his glasses catching the light above them. "If you agree to the conditions we will join you, but if they are unacceptable or are deemed non negotiable we will leave and you are to never contact us again."

The group frowned as one, not liking the thought of never talking to them again. Everyone turned towards Oliver, waiting for his thoughts.

"What conditions?"

"We are investigators, not assistants. We will help on your cases and will be paid for those services. We will not be assisting you in anything other than what an investigator does. Be it filing, or making tea. We will also be unable to help every third week of the month. If a case happens during that week, we are not to be called. That also includes any holiday that we wish to take off."

Oliver frowned, his eyebrow twitching at the older man. 'No more of Mai's tea?' He thought, horrified by the idea. "I agree to your conditions, but the tea." He also leaned forward, his elbows rubbing the wood harshly under the weight. He was angry, 'How dare he demand these conditions!'

Yasuhara snorted, his eyes dancing to meet Mai's. "That is up for Mai to decide."

Mai sighed, her eyes flickering up towards the ceiling counting the tiles. "I will only make tea on cases, but no more than five times a day." She was giving in, she knew it, but seriously- she just wanted to get out of here and get home.

Oliver was about to open his mouth to rebuke her, but Lin jumped in. "Agreed." Shooting a look at his tall assistant and old friend, he spat, "Agreed."

Yasuhara smiled, his hands clapping together- "Good! Now, if you don't mind Mai and I have prior engagements. We can be contacted at the number you called us through. If you have any more questions, don't be afraid to call and ask. We are looking forward to our first case together." Standing up, he help the younger female beside him stand. Opening the door for Mai and watching her leave, he paused. Turning towards his co-workers he sneered, "If any of you hurt her again, I am not averse to hurting someone." He glared at the group before slamming the door closed.

Mai turned around at the noise, watching Yasu catch up to her. "What was that about?"

Yasuhara just shrugged, his hand taking Mai's in a friendly grasp. "Nothing. Just business."

Walking hand in hand, they maneuvered around the people and objects in their way. Both wondering if they did the right thing. Sighing Mai lifted her head, gazing up at the grey clouds. She was going to regret ever getting involved with that group again. She knew that they would find out about her powers and knowing Oliver, like she did, he will want to test her. Feeling a sad smile tug at her lips, she couldn't help but to remember how he rejected her. Cold, harsh- she was bitter about many things, but when it came to him- she only regretted. If she only she hadn't of confessed her feelings, if only she let things be as they were. 'I would never have had to go through the pain of knowing.'

Yasuhara glanced down toward his side, watching Mai get lost in her world. Squeezing the girl's soft hand he held in his- he could only watch as she let the tears fall. He hated seeing her this way, it just reminded him of the first time he watched her have a fit. 'Never, never again Mai. I will protect you. Be it from others or from yourself. I will always be here to love you.'