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To all of my new readers and old friends, I greet you as you step into the hall of my work and I thank you for coming. Please enjoy my fan fiction, even though I know there aren't a lot of readers, I do believe that there are some people who I have a duty of writing for. Thank you.

(I know I've made key errors and other stupid mistakes in the past but I'm going to fix all of them. I shall reload all of the chapters and put them through a spell check so you most of you won't know how dumb I am. lulz :-)

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"There is a form of laughter that springs from the heart, heard every day in the merry voice of childhood, the expression of a laughter-loving spirit that defies analysis by the philosopher, which had nothing rigid or mechanical in it, and totally without social signigicane. Bubbling spontaneously from the heart of child or man. Without egotism and full of feeling, laughter is the music of life."

-Sir William Osler

If dear Tamao knew the fate of the night she was currently participating in, she would keep it the exact same in every way possible.

Tamao was casually washing dishes in the kitchen, cleaning the mess from the previous meal as she always did. The task was placed upon her by the infamous Anna, and this pink haired girl wasn't one for confrontation. She was usually happy do the work she was given, she had to earn her stay she didn't have a free ride here. (Although she wouldn't be turned away either, anyway) Besides, she liked doing the work in the solitude of the quiet kitchen. She would hum as she worked or sing in a soft inaudible voice. Tamao didn't like to admit it, but she had a secret love for music, classical for most of the part. Recently, she has been teaching herself the piano, a wonderful instrument for vocal accompiament.

Yet, at the current moment she had been washing, lightly singing a light tune about a girl in a lower life who looks up lovingly to a prince who didn't know she existed, a lass she was called, when Tamao heard a very loud knock on the front door. She was a little startled at the sound, but didn't loose composer. No one was around at this time of night, 11:47 p.m. to be exact, so she didn't expect someone to answer it for her and in replace of another she went herself. She whipped off the soap suds and water from her hands onto a vacant towel close to her and as she did so the raps on the door became louder, the person behind it becoming more and more impatient.

"I'm coming, calm down. Who'd be out here at this hour, anyway?" She wondered. It was a wondrous thought that could plague one's mind, and it would do this to Tamao for a very long time.

Her delicate little feet covered in the comfortable fabric of white cotton lightly glided across the floor with a ballet movement that would make any ballerina jealous. Tamao grabbed the front door handle, at last, and opened it wide to something she didn't expect. Her eyes went wide with surprise, for there in front of her was a young, purple haired girl dressed in a thin, oversized, shirt and plain jeans shivering in the cold night.

"H-help?" She stammered in a tiny voice meant for a child of seven.

Tamao, being the warm person she was, quickly pulled the girl in without hesitation, but also in a gentle manner that showed compassion. She led the girl into the living room and sat her down on the comfortable cream-colored couch, she pulled a red decorative blanket from the top, placing around the girl's freezing body.

"Sank coo" the purpled haired girl said in a more calm voice, yet she didn't get the words right, as she was trying to thank Tamao for her hospitality.

"What is your name?" Tamao asked curiously, almost ignoring her strange choice in words think they were only mispronounced due to her cold diaphragm.

The girl only tilted her head in confusion, "Mhat dis 'name'" she asked.

"A name is what people call you by, a title. What are you called by?"

"Oh!" She lit up as she understood now, but then she lost the light in her face "Vi cam't member mhat mit dis"

Tamao was trying to understand why a pretty young girl would wind up on her doorstep in the middle of the night and barely speak. "What do you remember?"

She thought for a moment, "Mot lunch." She looked back curiously at Tamao and tried to think very hard for a moment. "What is your... Name?"

"I'm Tamao" She replied.

"Tamano. Tamlo. Tamma. Tamo" She couldn't pronounce her name yet, " Tamo! Tamo, Tamo, Tamo. Tamo?"

"Not quite," She said, but then when the girl's face darkened she corrected herself "but Tamo will work"

"Tamo! Cha!" She brightened.

Tamao enjoyed this girl's optimistic attitude, it was very reassuring to the fact that she hasn't had the best of luck over the past few months. This girl seemed to bring a much needed scence of happiness. She was like a puppy that had been brought in from a snowy winter night and given a few slices of quality meat to fill it's empty stomach, then all the children who cooed around it would ask "May we keep him?" Only one problem was to be noted, what would Anna say?

Tamao would find out soon enough, as Anna had heard the noise that the girl and Tamao had been making as they exchanged their first few sentences of many to come. Anna entered the room in a very large cotton T-shirt that went to her knees while her legs were bare, she was rubbing the sleep from her eyes to regain her composure of usual emotionless facial expressions.

"What's with all the noise, Tamao?" She said as she came out of her sleepy daze. She saw the strange girl Tamao had invited in, "Who is she?"

"I'm sorry to have awoken you Anna. This girl, she's a cousin of mine who decided to drop in." She lied.

"In the middle of the night?"

"She'll just drop in at any time when she needs to"

"What's her name?"

"It's... Ukiuku" she said, close to panicking "My dear cousin, Ukiuku"

Anna stared at Tamao for a moment, and Tamao was about to panic when Anna said "Stop lying Tamao, I won't be mad if you tell me the truth."

"You won't?" She replied uneasily.

"No," She stepped up to the new strange girl and bent down to eye level and gazed into the girl's deep green emerald eyes. The girl blew into Anna's face playfully and giggled, Anna smiled at her warmth but didn't let Tamao see it, it was only for her and the girl.

She stood up strait and said in an emotionless tone, "She can stay, since apparently she doesn't have any clothes with her she can borrow some of mine. I'll make her a bed while you, Tamao finish the dishes, then get some sleep"

"Okay, then. Anna are you feeling well?" Tamao asked in a very curious manner.

"I'm perfectly fine, Tamao." She motion for the girl to follow her, "What's her real name?"

"She doesn't know"

"Then I guess we can just call you, Ukiuku then. It suits you, how does that sound?"

"Cha!" She replied happily.

"Good then, you must be tired, come on" Anna lead her new acquaintance Ukiuku to her room.

Tamao stood there for a moment in wonder, "I guess Anna looses her anger in her sleep."