This chapter may be a little short, and maybe a little slow. But stay with me. It does get better. If I get at least one review then I'll post the other chapters, if not then…::awkward silence:: This is also my first fan fic, so Please R&R!

So on with it now…

Oh Takkun! Where have you gone?

"Guitar, Where is my Guitar?"

Haruko looked puzzled as she rummaged through all her belongings. Piles of clothes and pictures, video games all lay in a pile on the floor. Almost everything she had ever owned was in that room, but the thing that she needed most, was nowhere to be seen.

"This is very unexpected. This is bad. VERY BAD."

"Takkun…"

A shrewd smile crossed Haruko's lips as she looked down.

"What is this?"

Just below Haruko's feet was a small gray kitten. He had big green eyes and his tail was black and gray striped. He gazed at Haruko longingly.

"How did you get in here? You're little Takkun's cat…"

"Well I guess you can come with me…but as soon as we get back you are gone."

"ACHOO!"

"Because I am allergic to cats"

"Well I have no choice now." I have to go back."

Meanwhile…

Noata's Father: "HEY Noata, Hey we needa talk just you and me"

Naota: ::looking somewhat exasperated:: "Huh…Oh…Okay"

Noata's Father: "I just got another job…In Tokyo. Remember that whole scandal a few weeks back? Well Tokyo Press wants to hire me as a staff writer, well I have a job interview there tomorrow."

"We're leaving later tonight. Grandpa's coming too."

Noata: "Wait, what do you mean we?"

Noata's Father: "You're going too Noata."

"Is that housekeeper coming too? What about Samajimi Mamimi?"

"No…they left."

"Oh Haro-Haro left…what a shame…All that loveliness wasted…OOOO how I wanted to fondle her…FOOLY COOLY!"

::Mad manga sequence::

"Well she is quite a beauty if I don't say so myself."

"So…Noata, how do you feel about older women?"

"Just thought a little friendly father-son competition…

::Noata rolls eyes and his they dart the other way.::

"Haruko is gone. She's not coming back" I thought I told you.

Noata (to himself) Well it's just another day. Time goes by no matter what I do.

Noata: "Whatever"

Noata's father, "Lots of To-keeyo women…younger women…"

Grandpa: "Humph"

Noata rolled his eyes and went upstairs. After plopping down on his bunk bed, he slowly looked up at the top bunk, thinking that Haruko would be there… there just might be a small chance that Haruko would be there, Right there with her bass guitar, plucking away at it's strings, talking to herself about Medical Mechanica or some other nonsense thing. But still he thought to himself, "Haruko was way more trouble than she was worth." He closed his eyes and secretly hoped she would be there, but was too afraid to look.

At about 3 p.m. a trembly feeling fell over Noata. When he peaked his head over the bunk he saw it, Haruko's blue and white bass guitar. Gleaming in the moon light and untouched it lay on the top bunk. But something was missing. But Noata…he didn't care…no all those memories would turn to dust, to ashes and Haruko and Mamimi would never come back.

Whatever, it's just another day. Noata thought apathetically and fell asleep.