New Friends, Old Enemies

'Yep! I really hope she passes on her revenge. I want to have fun with you, you are too cute.' Aoi sighed and leaned over top of the desk, pushing aside things in her way as she bent her head down to plant her lips against his. It was tingly. She wanted him dead oh so badly, in a way that would probably disturb many others.

Moving back to her pad of paper, she scribbled a few hearts. 'Next time I'll stop by in a body~ Writing this much is giving my hand cramps.'

Unbelievable...

The cold feeling he'd felt on his cheek, it wasn't long before he felt that same sensation on his lips. So the ghost had kissed him? He gave a smirk, "Interesting. A body, you say? Then I look forward to meeting you in person then..."

'Good! Don't be deceived by appearances. I'm scary. I promise.'

Aoi scrawled out another smiley face, grabbed her zanpakuto out of her uniform, and opened it up fully so the blades came out. Taking the blade, she lowered it to a blank part of his desk and carved a small perfect heart in it.

Then she hummed as she left, through a wall. No need for doors. Sheesh.

His brows knit in annoyance as she carved into his desk, she'd done so to do just that...annoy him and possibly get a rise out of him. Annoyance was all she received though, as there was no point in getting any angrier over an object.

Seiya sat there for a moment, but it didn't seem the ghost was still there after some time. She had departed, but he didn't doubt she'd be back as she'd claimed. He let out a breath before glancing over at the walls.

They'd need scrubbing, he'd have to do it before the day was done. As for her little notes she'd left him on the notepad and his paperwork...

He tore the notes she'd left from the notepad and held them over the trash, retrieving a lighter from his desk drawer and promptly burning them; the ashes forming a burnt pile in the trash when it was done and the fire had been put out.

As for the paperwork, well, he'd do what he threatened Aoi with: place the blame upon one of the more aggressive subjects. He'd just have to scribble it up a little more. It wasn't a problem and certainly of no concern to him.