Prologue

The night was freezing. Still don't know what to do, I wander off to the roof, where I usually hangout if I didn't know what to do. I brought my guitar with me outside.

I tuned up my guitar and start plucking it. Playing and practicing a few tabs that I remembered.

That's when things started to get really weird.

Suddenly, a glowing green circle appeared above me. It had some symbols and writings on it that I didn't understand.

Shocked, I kept staring at the circle. It wasn't beautiful, nor was it worth watching. But somehow, I felt like it was sucking me in.

Literally.

It was getting bigger by second. And finally when I awake from my daydream, my surrounding was different. It was bright and colourful. And this time, it was beautiful. It felt like it was dream.

I tried slapping myself, but that didn't seem to wake me up. I tried punching myself, still didn't work. So I walked forward. It seemed like it was a never ending road.

Until a door appeared before me.

I hesitated to open the door at first. My mind started to imagine a ghost will come out if I open it, or a lance will suddenly shoot out of the door if I touch the knob, instantly killing me.

'If I die right here, then I'll wake up from this dream.' I thought. After gathering courage, I opened the door, and what I saw next made me want to stay in this dream.

It was like a wonderland. It was beautiful, wonderful, and colourful. All of the beautiful things combined. It was like the place where only gods live.

There were stairs forming in front of me. When I stepped on the stairs the behind me shutdown and disappeared instantly. Seems like there's no turning back now, I thought.

When I reached the bottom of the staircase, I took a deep breath before stepping on the ground. After that, the staircase, too, disappeared. Ignoring it, I kept walking forward. I enjoyed the scenery and the environment. It was beautiful, and the air was fresh too.

After walking for a while, I finally saw some kind of mansion not far from my position. I smiled when I finally saw some civilization here.

When I arrived at the mansion, my jaws dropped. Yeah, sure it was a mansion, but I didn't think that it would be bigger that what I'd expected. From afar, it was big, but now, it was bigger. Probably the biggest mansion ever built. This was like a freaking castle.

I knocked on the door, and there was no answer. So I knocked twice. Thrice. Still, there were no answers.

"Hello?" I called.

"Hello? Anybody home?"

"Hello?!" I yelled. This was weird. This place seemed rich, and this house seemed rich. Surely people inside this house was supposed to be rich. Don't they have a maid or something?

After calling, yelling, knocking and throwing rocks at the window, finally someone opened the door.

Finally. . .

"Hey, sorry for bothering, but can you-" My words were cut off when I realized that there was nobody inside. The door must've been unlocked all this time. Damn, I should've guessed, I face palmed myself.

I went inside, only to find out that the house was old. Outside, it was like a newly made house. Inside, it reeked of bad food in one of my sweaty gym pants. (Heh, one of my)

I went deeper into the house. Thank goodness it was still morning outside, so there was still light shining in from the window.

Morning. . .

"Heh, right now in reality, its night. I wonder when I will wake up." I mumbled.

Ignoring that thought, I kept searching the house. There were some old bookshelf and dusty books there. The floor was dirty and the whole place was covered with spider webs.

Since there was nothing here on the ground floor, I went upstairs to the first floor, and saw that there were many doors filling the hallway. Left and right. I thought that it may be the previous owner's family's rooms. I checked each one of them, and all of them were empty. Even the wallpaper's were torn apart. Probably they left in a rush.

I went to the second floor. Most of them were empty, leaving only some paper of paintings and drawings. Probably this was the hobby room, or some sort.

When I searched the area, I found a paper with the writing 'For Mama And Papa' on it. What freaked me the most was; the words were paint in red and the drawing were the family being hung on a tree.

"I'm gonna get out of here now." I mumbled and turned around, facing the stairs.

Until I saw a blue hair in front of me, hanging up from above. . .

The logical side of me told me that that I should just get the hell out, but the stupid side of me said that I should watch what's the creature above me and probably get strangled to death by its hair.

I wondered why the stupid side of me won.

I froze at my position and gathered my courage before I looked up. Only to see. . .

Nothing?

I sighed from relief when I saw nothing. It must've been my imagination, I smiled.

I wiped the sweat out of my head and walked forward. I went down to the first floor and the down again to the ground floor. I was heading towards the door.

Only to see a blue haired figure standing between me and the door.

That's when my hand suddenly trembles from fear. My whole body was sweating heavily from the fear surging inside my body. I couldn't move a muscle. Is this fear? Is this what you'll feel if you're in a life-and-death situation?

The blue haired figure started to approach me slowly. Closer and closer.

"You know it's rude to barge in someone else's house, right?" The figure asked. Its voice was a bit softer than me. When it got closer, I can see it has a body shaped of a feminine.

"I-I didn't." I stammered. When it got closer, I realize that it was really a she. She had a beautiful face with blood red eyes. She wears a simple white shirt and wore a black jacket. She wore a black miniskirt with stockings that reaches her thigh.

She smiled a bit when she saw my scared face.

"I like it when a person makes scared face. It makes me feel more powerful than them. And you, I've never seen you here. The man with the black raven hair."

"I-I'm not f-from here." I managed to stammer. She was looking straight at my mouth. Her head was inches away from me.

"I guess I'm gonna enjoy you." She smiled before reaching in for the kiss.

Ichika's POV

"Wake up Ichika!" I heard my sister calling my name. "Well Ichika, when you sleep, you really do sleep. Mumbling in your dreams." My sister shook her head.

"Grow up Ichika." She added.

"What? W-Where am I? What happened to the girl?" I asked my sister.

"Girl? What girl? Are you having an erotic dream? My my." My sister teased me while hitting me with a pillow to make sure I'm awake.

"Just when it was getting into the good part." I sighed.

"Pervert." She smirked. After making sure I was awake, she went downstairs.

Chifuyu was always the strict type. Though I don't know why she can't take care of herself. Always telling me to do the house chores and cook for her. Just one tiny bit of mistake, means like the world is ending. Everything must be perfect for her. Must. . .

After I tidied up my bed, wore some clothes and brush my teeth, I went downstairs. Only to be greeted with the smell of food. On the table. By my sister.

"Wow," I dropped my jaws. "I thought you couldn't cook."

"I couldn't." She sighed. "Guess what date is it today." She asked me.

"Umm, Monday?" I guessed. Chifuyu face palmed herself.

"Just sit down." She told me. And so I did. "Close your eyes."

As I closed my eyes, it was about five seconds until I smelled something. It smelled something like chocolate.

"You can open them." She said. When I opened my eyes, I was confused and happy at the same time. "Happy birthday." She smiled and ruffled my hair.

"Y-you remembered?" I asked. She nodded. I couldn't lie, I was touched by this. My sister is rarely home and I thought that she must've forgotten almost everything about me and this house.

"Of course I do." She smiled at me. "Make a wish."

I hold my hands and closed my eyes. "I wish that," I paused myself and took a breath before continuing "I and Chifuyu will live a happy life together. Even though we are apart, no matter how long and how far, I hope I can be with her and protect her all the time."

Chifuyu's POV

He shocked me when he wished for that, since that I was rarely home, and rarely spend time with him. I thought that he'll wish for something like 'meeting new friends', or 'protecting somebody', or 'find true love'.

Instead, he wished for both of our happiness.

"Why?" I asked him. He turned to face me and he simply smiled. I just smiled back to him and gestured him to eat the food.

I've never cooked my entire life, and I was afraid he might not like it. It was at least something I could do for him before I leave again.

I felt really happy when he ate it normally. He didn't choke or anything, he just ate it. Hooray for me, I thought.

"Is it good Ichika?" I asked.

"Yep, you bet!" He smiled. I, too, was curious if it was delicious; since it's the first time I've ever cooked something. So I took a spoon and insert it in my mouth.

Oh my god. . .

"Is everything alright, Chifuyu?" Ichika asked me. I simply nodded and smiled. But I was now looking for a way out from this situation. I thought of every way possible to go to the toilet to spit the food that I just ate.

This taste horrible.

How could Ichika eat this? This taste really bad.

"Ichika. This taste like-"

"Don't say it." He cut my words.

"What?" I asked.

"Don't say it. I don't care if it's bad. You made it for me, even though you didn't know how to cook. You even made the cake." He said and lifts his head up.

I was shocked when I saw him crying. I quickly got up and hugged him. Was this my fault? What did I do?

"What's wrong?" I asked him. I could hear him sobbing on my shoulders.

"Thank you. Thank you, so much." He said and hugged me tighter. I guessed that he was touched by this. Sentimental, I thought.

"Stop crying." I said and looked at him. "Or you're going to make me cry." I added.

He then wiped his tears and smiled at me.

"And Ichika. Thank you. For what you did." I said. He was willing to eat the meals that I cooked, even though it tastes bad.

"And now, the cake." He said. He sliced a cake and ate it a bit. I was scared that it would taste bad again.

"This taste good!" He said. I was afraid that he might lie again.

"Really?" I asked him to make sure of it. He nods his head and then spoon-feeds me a bit of his cake. I didn't know why, but I was blushing a bit. My mind was thinking something like indirect kiss, and the pleasure of his saliva or something.

"It's great." I blushed.

"Don't move," He said. "There's some on your lips." He said and rubs it off of me. Then, I don't know why, but I held his hand just when he was about to pull.

What is this feeling, I thought.

Author'sNote: So how was it? I decided to do an Infinite Stratos fanfic, just because I felt like it. Anyway, if you think I should continue this, let me know on the reviews.

Questions? Go ahead. Improvements and opinions are always appreciated. Until then, take care.