After abruptly opening the door to the room, Albel crossed his arms and gave his best friend a worried look. "I was wondering why you said you had to do something else without much of a warning. Is everything alright? And...why were you just talking to yourself?"

Just to be absolutely sure, Roxas shot a glance to Orion, then to Albel, and back to Orion again. "You mean, you can't see him?" As he asked, the ghost made a quick cross with his arms to form an x while shaking his head frantically.

"Don't just ask like that! He'll think you've gone mad!"

Confused, the taller male tilted his head to the right. "Uh, no man I only see you. Why, did you suddenly gain some super power and can see ghosts or something?" It was just a harmless joke, but boy if only he knew.

The blond beside Orion let out a soft chuckle and shook his head. "Yea...I guess it's something like that."

Rather than brushing it off as just a joke, Albel gaped and questioned his friend some more. "Wait, like...for real? You can see ghosts?"

"Well yes I-"

"No. No. No! Bad idea! Can't you see this has bad idea written all over it!" Orion panicked and frantically flew in front of Roxas. "If you aren't careful, he might send you to a loony bin! Or-or call an exorcist to come get me!" He panicked, hands gripping his hair and desperately tried to make the other stop with just eye contact alone if his words weren't enough.

Trying again, Roxas made an attempt to shove the ghost away; his hand sliding through air in the process. Ghosts weren't solid. They were however cold to the touch. "I'm unsure if I would call this a 'superpower' but I did make a ghost friend...who is now panicking even more that I ignored his request entirely."

Placing his palm to his forehead, he thought for a moment before moving to close the door behind Albel. "You may need to sit down for this-Orion, stop trying to float away. You'll be fine. I trust him not to exorcise you."

With tears in his eyes...if ghosts even had tears, Orion nodded and reluctantly made his way back.

It wasn't as if he hated the thought of his crush knowing about him.

It was that he was afraid his drive for being a ghost would be dubbed gross, or that Albel would really call an exorcist to exterminate him.

Very few times did things go the way he planned.

"Both of you. Sit." Roxas ordered and immediately Orion and Albel seated themselves down on the bed in front of the irritated male. It was even first instinct for Orion after being ordered to concentrate without meaning to so his being was solid. Or rather as solid as it could be so he didn't dissipate through.

Meanwhile Albel turned his head to stare into the empty space beside him to the left. Could he really believe that a ghost was beside him? Reaching out his tanned arm, it went through the body of his supposed companion and he received a blast of cool air. "Woah!"

To which Orion broke out into giggles at the unexpected tingling he felt.

"Do you believe me now?" The blond still standing quirked an eyebrow in questioning to his best friend, trying his damn well best to ignore the childish giggles. His eyes twitched. "I almost wish he was some big scary ghost and not...whatever that is."

Albel was honestly very confused but nodded in semi understanding.

"Oh right. Introductions. Orion, Albel. Albel, Orion."

The name clicked in the brunets mind, yet he would save his onslaught of questions along side that for a later time. "Nice to uh...meet you Orion. I can feel you, but I cannot see or hear you. I wonder what would be a good way for us to communicate." He wondered, resting a hand on his chin as he thought. Then, an idea struck. "Hey Roxas. Do you think there would be a way for him to use, say a whiteboard to communicate?" It was a stretch but no harm in asking.

Roxas shrugged before rummaging through his closet in search for such thing. A moment later he appeared with a small board and a light blue dry erase marker. Holding both out to his new ghost friend, he urged the other to accept. "From what I've seen, if he concentrates hard enough, he is able to hold objects like these."

Nervously, Orion took the board and marker from his human friend of sorts, made sure his mind didn't wander off and held both on his lap.

To Albel, it looked like a work of magic or something else otherworldly. A floating marker and whiteboard. Not something you see everyday. It amazed him even more as the marker moved to scribble 'Hello, my name is Orion' before lifting up so he could better see.

Amazing.

"There. Now you understand why I ditched you. As far as I am aware, he isn't going anywhere soon, so get used to him floating around." Instead of hanging around. He tried his best to be comedic when he could. "Now, if you both don't mind I have a project to work on. So I'd like it if you kindly left my room and me in peace. Go make small talk or something I don't know." Maybe this was his own way of an attempt to bring the two closer. He didn't trust Orion one bit. Yet from what he had seen from now and in the past, he knew the boy wouldn't be able to hurt even a fly.