I usually don't write fanfics besides ones for Inuyasha, but my best friend gave me the idea to write a fanfic of what happened after the 1995 movie. It sounded like it'd be interesting and I actually ended up writing something for it and came up with this. This chapter is not too long (actually, it's super short), but it is going to be a multi-chapter story, so this chapter is just a taste of what's to come. All posts after this will be longer than this one. I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think! Thanks! :D

Disclaimer: I do not own Casper in any way, shape, or form.

Can I Keep You?

It was late and the after party had come to an end. He hovered in the air, watching as Kat and Dr. Harvey cleaned up the garbage scattered around the room. His smile slowly slipped from his face. It was too hard to keep up anymore and nobody was paying attention. He needed to be alone.

He drifted through the walls of the old mansion until he reached his old room, the one Kat had fixed up for him. His happiness at the thought lasted but a second. He rested himself on the elevated train track running around the ceiling of his room, using a bit more energy to ensure he didn't slip through the object. Unperturbed, Casper felt the train go right through his body.

He had his dream come true that night. It was everything he could ask for…and yet…it was not enough. He couldn't figure out what was worse: having the chance to be alive again only to have it taken away so soon or never having the chance to be alive again. His lips still tingled from his kiss with Kat.

How was this fair? How was it fair at all? He had been so close to being alive again. And for real too, not just for a night. Anger bubbled up in his chest and Casper forced himself to squash it. It wasn't Dr. Harvey's fault. If anything, it was his knucklehead uncles' faults. And he couldn't have used the potion on himself, not when he could bring back Kat's father. After all, Dr. Harvey had been there for Kat her whole life and he had only known her for a week.

Lazily, Casper opened his mouth as the train headed straight for him. It didn't hurt him when it passed through his face; it was just a bit awkward. After all the guests had left earlier following his return to his ghostly state, he had thought things would be slightly uncomfortable. He had put his feelings out there with that kiss, but now that he was a ghost again, they both knew things would not go any farther. But Kat had treated him like she always did. It made it easy for him to slip back into things too, for a while that is. He was almost thankful when the party ended, though he didn't show it. He hoped Kat hadn't been bothered by his sudden disappearance.

What if Kat thought that he left because he regretted kissing her? The thought made Casper lose his control and he fell through the train tracks. She couldn't think that. He didn't regret it. Not one bit.

Determined to set Kat straight, Casper zoomed through the house, racking his brain to find a plausible excuse for slipping away earlier that didn't involve her. He hesitated outside her room. Cautiously, he popped his head inside.

Kat lay resting under the covers, face calm and chest rising slowly with each breath. Letting out a breath, he floated over to her, watching her sleep. Maybe he was just overreacting. He moved to the foot of the bed where there was some space and curled up. He'd figure it out in the morning.

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