Hi! Haven't seen me in a while...school is Extremely busy [And it doesn't help when its a boarding school and I only go home every two weeks!].

On with my new story! =D

Dante looked out the window of his bedroom. It's been a week since he saw Zhalia. His life went quiet when they defeated the Professeur two weeks ago. He kept staring at the window hoping he would see her run towards his house. No one was near his house. He ran the memory of Zhalia telling him that she was moving through his mind.

[Flashback to the moment she told Dante her news]

Dante sat in a armchair in his sitting room. He was reading 'To kill a mocking bird'.

"Dante, can I talk to you?" A voice chimed from behind him. Dante buts the book down and turns around to look at the silhouette leaning on the door frame in his sitting room. Zhalia walked from the door and stood in front of him. Dante watched her in amazement. He loved the way her shiny Black and Blue hair covered part of her face. He loved the way she stood, hands on hips, With attitude. He just loved her to pieces. He noticed apart something different about her.

"Did you want to show me your new jacket?" He smiled at her, The black and white jacket was lovely on her.

"Do you like it?" She smiled and turned around. She noticed he was gazing at her, this made her blush scarlet.

"Its nice on you." Dante then got up and put his arms around Zhalia. Zhalia hugged him back and said;

"Thats not why I wanted to talk to you though...I" She sighed but before she could finish he leaned into her. His lips meet hers. Dante had a lot on his mind too, he just figured out that Zhalia is 'the one' for him. He just didn't know how to tell her...until that very moment he decided it was time.

"Zhalia I..." He smiled at her as they broke the kiss.

"Oh no...I said I needed to tell you something first!" She grinned at him.

"Fine you first." He laughed.

"Remember Metz fixed my bank account so now I have all my money back?" Dante nodded at Zhalia's comment.

"Well...I had enough money to buy a new apartment in Germany!" She exclaimed with excitement.

"Germany..." Dante thought to himself "I wont see her again for weeks..."

"You don't seem happy Dante..." Zhalia sighed, Dante saw sadness in her eyes.

"No its good news." He lied.

"So when are you leaving for Germany?" He added.

"Tonight at seven o'clock...all other flights were booked for the week."

"Will I ever see you again?" Dante let his emotions flow.

"I will come visit when ever I can, and you can visit when you go see Metz." Zhalia's eyes went watery.

"I'll miss you..." he whispered as she left his arms and walked to the door.

"I need to go pack..." Zhalia's voice cracked as she left the room in a rush, trying to hid her tears from Dante.

[End of flashback]

Dante looked away from the window. Even though he stared long and hard Zhalia didn't come back. He then went to his phoned and presses a few buttons.

"No new messages." The voicemail answered Dante's request. Dante sighed and walked over to his bed and sat on its edge. He looked up at the ceiling. Metz went on holidays to Spain for three weeks so Dante had no reason to go to Germany. Well he did but he had no excuse to go...other than to tell her how much she means to him. Dante needed to see her.