Disclaimer: Touhou belongs to Zun, and the only things that belong to myself would be Usagi the Mimic, and Moegi the Japanese Beetle. Everything else belongs to their rightful owner.

A/N: Heh, this one is long over-due, isn't it? I'm unsure as to how long ago this was, but it's the aftermath of the pep talk from Mytia! Anywho, on with the show!

Crack of dawn, Gates of Eientei, Kaguya's PoV:

Just as the sun had begun to shine in earnest, I gently woke up among my luxurious, lavish, and downright expensive silk sheets and pillows. They felt so very nice against my pale, silky smooth skin, as though my skin itself were silk slipping against the silk. I gave a yawn, and held a hand to my mouth so as to hide it from the eyes of nobody at all. Who knows when one might be seen? I for one would rather not risk being seen in an unlady-like position, so I'm always on guard.

I gently removed the fine sheets from my body, and began to stretch. The sunlight kissed my bare, pale skin, as if to attempt to woo me, like so many have. Why can't men get it through their thick skulls that I don't want a husband? Not that the sun is male. ...Or female, for that matter. In that regard, I do love Gensokyo. There are so many more women than men, to the point that I only recieve a request for marriage every month or so. Every month or so! On the moon, it was a good day if I got only five!

With a sigh at the vague memories of the Lunar Capital, I began to make my way to the side of the pile of silken sheets and pillows I make use of as a bed. Why get more, such as a bed, when this works fine? I'd rather not cause any un-needed expenses. All of these sheets and pillows were actually just things I took with me, and are made of some rather durable material. If there's one thing I miss from the moon, it's the moon-spider fabrics. ...How long ago was that? Not that I particularly care or anything, but it's still good to know. 100 years? 1,000 years? ...10,000 years? I... can't remember anymore. The memories are just so... foggy.

While I do not age, my memories do still fade... I remember so little of my youth. Of when I gained immortality. Of... when I met her. Or even when I left the moon...

I gently got on my feet, and began to dress myself, being sure to skip on anything paritcularly fancy, lest it get burned away in the... heat of passion of that girl who wants me dead, even if that obviously won't happen.

Best take the fire rat tobe, as I feel like bothering Mokou today. To pass the time, of course.

Mokou's PoV:

I stumbled alone through the bamboo, bumping into the things left and right.

"H-hey... buddeh... why yoush bumpin' hic bumpin' inta me...?" I began to talk to the most recent annoyance. As was the norm by this point, it was a thick bamboo shoot.

I gave it a heavy punch, causing it to sway just a bit. "A-ahnd... don't yoush forget... it..." I began to stumble past the bamboo jerk, and finally found myself at my destination.

I looked up at the intimidating, grand gates that were the lesser used way of entry. I was in no shape to fly, so I began to knock. Once. Twice. And three times.

After a minutes wait, the great gates began to gradually open, revealing the heavily panting Reisen. Her rabbit ears twitched at the sight of me, as I'd rarely knock, let alone come here. Kaguya usually comes to me, you see. Those red eyes of hers were as hypnotic as ever, so I evaded the lunar rays they produce, by way of looking her over.

It's a bit rude, but I'm quite drunk, so I have an excuse.

She had a dress-blouse, which was as white as snow, and exposing the top of her cleavage just a bit due to a pair of un-fastened buttons. Either it was new, or she took good care of it. Judging by the rarity of such clothes around here, I'll guess she takes good care of it for fear of not finding another. On the collar was a small, red tie, which stood out quite well from the white top. She was lacking her suit, as it was damaged, and she's been unable to find another, so her crescent moon lapel pin was fastened onto the left side of her collar, while a corrot clip gave her tie a bit of a mark of distinction. Her hair was long, and a pale purple, with a slight lean towards the blue side of purple. She was a full head shorter than myself, but by no means short, as I'm simply tall.

She began to close the door, as I had been looking her over for a full minute, and she wasn't in the mood for dealing with such odd looks. She would have said "my eyes are up here," but she couldn't exactly let others look her in the eye. It was already bad enough when Sanae did as such the other day.

However, I wasn't about to let her close the door, so I began to push back. I'm no Youkai, but I've the strength of one, so the reverse tug-of-war was rather even, though I only needed to slip through the door. And I did just that, while letting the gate slam shut behind me.

"What wash... dat for...?" I slured my words a bit, but not quite as heavily as before. That little test of strength was enough to sober me up a bit, so my mental capacities were returning to normal. Slightly normal, atleast.

Reisen rose a brow, and crossed her arms. "What? Why are you even here...? I don't see, smell, nor hear anyone you're helping - don't even try to say otherwise." She was obvious still a bit mad that I was... kind of the one that destroyed her suit. Even if it was an accident.

I rubbed the back of my head, and asked, "Could I jusht... shkip you bein' ang... angry at me-sh...? I jusht... wanna shee Kaguya..."

This earned an amused smirk from the lunar rabbit, followed by a sigh, as she had been calmed by how silly I sounded. "Drunk, are we? Just what do you want to 'see' the princess for?"

With a sad, oddly expressive smile on my face, I gave my answer. "I jusht... wants to apolo... alologishe," At the lifting of one Reisen's doubled left eyebrows, I continued with, "and, if poshib... posha... if I'sh able ta... I wanna be friendly with her."

Reisen was honestly touched by that. Plus, even if it was a trick, it's not like she had to fear the death of the princess, as she'd just get back up anyways.

And so, with that in mind, she caved. Without uttering a word, she began to lead me to the room of her princess.

Plus, she'd enjoy to see me killed if I do do anything.