WASSUP? Yeah, Midori here, and I have been SO busy, sorry. I'm finally not sick any more (I was sick for all of September, October, November, and the beginning of December), and I have had SO MUCH WORK with trying to get into college. I still love all of our viewers, and Delulu does too. YEAH! Hopefully, you will take this story as an apology. (For anyone who does not know, Aarbie is a light male and Ichigo is a dark female)

"If you EVER wake me up again, I will personally unscrew you and build you back together as a bookcase. Understand?"

For everyone in Ichigo, Lassi and Sorbet's dorm room, it was a typical start to a vacation day. It was the third day of winter vacation, and Mokka had begun to lecture Ichigo about sleeping in, and she had had enough of it. Whereas Mokka believed vacations were "a way to demonstrate the human flaw of stress", Ichigo saw it as a way to sleep however much she wanted, not worrying about how late to class she was (not that she cared anyways).

Everyone else was sitting at the table, finding the discussion much more interesting than their half eaten lunches. Threats were flying everywhere from the enclosed room, making Lassi uncomfortable.

"Do…you think we should help him?" Lassi wondered, unsure of what to do. Pico glanced at her and laughed.

"Trust me on this one, but even I'm not stupid enough to wake Ichigo up."

"Is she really that bad?" asked the rabbit girl. Lassi had never witnessed anyone wake Ichigo up before, but the hidden tone of fear in Pico's voice caught her attention.

"Are you kidding? I tried to wake her once, and the next second, I went through her bedroom wall into the hallway outside. Hospital Wing for a week." The fire mage shivered at the memory.

"It's true," Aarbie chimed in, "she may have no skill with magic, but with that strength and her temper, I would rather die than face off against an angry Ichigo."

Voices could still be heard from the room, and from the sounds of it, Mokka had begun to try rationalizing with her.

"Ichigo, it's almost 2 in the afternoon. We all agree you should wake up-" The robot was cut off by a huge SMASH. Everyone was startled and fell silent as Mokka flew out of the room and across into the wall.

The eyes of the demon standing at the doorway quickly shot over to the friends sitting at the table. Anger and dark magic surrounded her, making her appearance even more threatening than it already was.

"Do YOU agree that I should have been awake?" Ichigo's presence had created a very powerful dynamic of fear. The fear that they two may become subject to her rage. The group of friends sat perfectly still, wide eyed at the horror of Ichigo's wrath. "I think that you do agree. Now," she placed a fist into her left hand, "who's next?"

Everyone fled from the room, fearful that they were to be Ichigo's next victim. They skidded down the hall in opposite directions, escaping the clutches of the dark mage.

Unluckily for the friends who were fleeing for their lives, almost every student had left for the holidays, and everyone that was present had gone to the more public areas of the school grounds. This meant that they could not simply knock on a door and beg to enter. Chai, Aarbie, and Lassi had headed to the Common Rooms, as Pico and Sorbet continued to run through the halls.

"Do…you think…she followed us…" Sorbet panted, stopping to catch her breath.

"Who knows? It's best to find a place to hide- here, a closet! Get in!" Pico flung open the door, pushing Sorbet inside.

It was quite a squeeze, but the two managed to fit. They sat in silence. The two of them had never really been alone together, and Pico found it awkward to start a conversation.

"Damn, Ichigo's crazy. That's one thing you never do!" It was the only way he figured they could even start talking, and he began to feel like an idiot.

"Yeah, I guess that was a bad idea…"

Again, silence.

"You seem to know an awful lot about Ichigo." Sorbet commented, making Pico somehow feel even more uncomfortable.

"Well, I've known her for a long time." This was true. Despite the fact that he was about three years older, he and Ichigo had met in a detention one day after school. They instantly hit it off, and started hanging out, and they had been friends ever since.

"Huh. Have you ever dated each other?"

"What? God no! She's like a bro to me, man. No way that's ever gonna happen." Pico was shocked Sorbet would even ask a question like that; on the contrary, it was she, Sorbet, that he secretly liked. Her chestnut brown hair, beaming eyes, her cool and relaxed attitude towards everything, there was no way Pico could not like her.

And now, he realized, he was alone with her. Pico couldn't help but turn bright red, grateful that it was so dark in the closet.

To him, it felt as though hours were going by, not sure of what he should do or say. All of a sudden, Pico felt his shoulder being lowered by something. He turned his head to see what it was, seeing Sorbet's head propped on his shoulder.

"Wh-what are you doing?" Pico asked nervously. He swore his heart was going to explode, it was pounding so fast.

"I'm just tired. Can I use you as a pillow?" She curled up next to him and yawned lightly.

"Uh…yeah, go ahead." What the hell, that's the BEST LINE I CAN COME UP WITH! Pico raged in his head.

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How long had it been? Pico stirred awake to rustling noises of someone walking outside of the dark closet. Would it be safe to leave? He started to stand up, remembering that…

Sorbet, still sleeping, shifted and intertwined her hand with his. Pico could smell her sweet, watermelon breath, and his heart jumped when he realized how close her head was to his. It...wasn't like it was bad. In fact, he was glad. But what if she does like someone else? Naw, I'm just…nervous. Yeah…

"…Pico…" It was like electricity had just shocked his body, and Pico turned his head to look at Sorbet. Thoughts rushed through his head at hyperspeed of all of the reasons she would say HIS name while sleeping. Maybe I should wake her up? But Sorbet looked at peace as she slept.

It did not matter if he had woken her up at that point anyways, because as he shifted his foot, he kicked a broomstick that was supporting two metal buckets. Needless to say, they fell down with a huge crashing sound, waking Sorbet up.

"Uh? Oh, how long have I been sleeping?" Sorbet asked groggily.

"No clue, but I think it would be safe to leave. I think enough time has passed."

There was an empty silence again, and Sorbet seemed to force the question out of her. "So…is there anyone you like?" His face blushed red, not knowing how to answer the question.

He reached over and held Sorbet's hand, and Pico could sense her smiling. "I'm kinda hopping that's what you were trying to ask. I am right, I hope…"

Pico felt the small, delicate hand squeeze his own. He stood up, searching for the doorknob with the other hand.

"Wanna see if the cost is clear? I think we should go out for lunch, don't you?"

Pico was over the moon happy when she replied with a yes.

MEANWHILE…

"Now Ichigo, I hope you realize that tying people to a banister by their feet is not appropriate school behavior,"

The menace had been stopped by none other than Principle Biscotti, who had been on his afternoon stroll on the school grounds when he saw Ichigo hanging Aarbie, Chai, and Lassi by their feet to the "Welcome Back" banister that had been placed to greet students back from vacation.

"Seeing as it is the holidays, I will ask you to apologize to these students. As long as you do this, there will be no detention for your actions."

"Yes sir." Ichigo muttered, planning on how to take revenge on her friends after she was caught...

Sorry, this was a story I started in November, and just had time to finish :D I support PicoXSorbet! However, I'm thinking of making a series of stories that will relate to this (Yes, more stories for Magical Starsign!) Oh, I own NOTHING in this story, besides the plot…I think… O.o