"Fuck," Agito muttered as I pulled away. I giggled and kissed his cheek one last time before running behind the screen to finish changing. If the other girls at Tool Toul To caught us kissing after we had tuned, we would never be able to get them to shut up about it, even if we had been going out for a year. We never really announced our relationship to the public, but it became known in the AT world that if you messed with the Shadow Queen, you messed with the Fang King too.

Agito was everything I expected him to be in a relationship, protective, caring, loving, and disagreeable. We fought all the time. It was funny how little arguments got blown up so big within a few seconds. It reminded me that he was still the Fang King, and that his road was bloody. Agito would never touch me to hurt me though; he wouldn't even flick my forehead.

A lot of people would tell me that he was over protective and that he was too possessive to be a good boyfriend. That wasn't it at all. Agito cared about me. If they saw him, they would know.

I had to keep a fair distance between Nagi and Agito. This was because Nagi was still my brother and was prone to hug me as soon as he saw me. Agito, being aware of the relationship that Nagi and I once had, did not like this one bit and did not to hide his dislike for it. Father on the other hand, had taken an immediate liking to Agito. I have no idea why, but Father really liked him. They would spend hours talking about the pictures that were covering the house while I baked. Agito and Akito were determined to know everything about my past so nothing would catch them off guard.

I had found out something rather annoying about Agito by baking. He didn't like cake, no, more like, cake was too dry. I had done everything in my power to make the moistest cake in the world but he had still said it was dry. My reply was "Fucking fish," I only made tarts and other things that were creamy for him after that. Although it pleased me that he would give me his honest opinion about what I made.

I came out from behind the screen fully dressed. Melly, the one I had herd coming, was sitting at her work station working on something. Raising and eyebrow, Agito looked at me. He walked over and took my hands in his. He pulled them down till they were against my thighs. "Your skirt is too short," he said. The hem was just barely above the tips of my fingers.

"It was like this earlier and you didn't say anything,"

"I wasn't thinking about your skirt," he said smiling. I sighed, blushing a bit, and adjusted the skirt. Agito was always like this with my clothes. It was one of the things that made my friends think he was so possessive and over protective. I never told them that he would only tell me once. If I brushed off what he said, he wouldn't say it again.

We didn't have a regular relationship, but I was happy with the one we had. It just worked for us. "You really can't stay?" Agito asked me after we left Tool Toul To.

"Father said he had someone that he wanted me to meet." I told him. I didn't want to leave either. Agito walked me to my house and kissed my cheek before he left.

When I think back on that memory I wonder if he felt what was coming.

I sighed and walked into the house. I caught Father in the hall. "Dawn, excellent timing," he said. He took me to the living room where our guest was.

"This is Henry Lucas, he was a student of Mari's," Father said. "Lucas-san this is my daughter, Dawn Sakura,"

"I believe we met last year, at Mari-sensei's funeral," The man said getting up to shake my hand. I had met him. He had been one of the few people who hadn't given me an evil look for my attire.

"Yes, I remember," I said after we had shook hands. After several more minutes of slight sympathies for Mari Obaa-chan and tea being served, Lucas-san got to the point of why he had visited.

"I would like to invite you to attend St. Kashi Academy. It is a boarding school for rising patisseries and patissiers." He told me. "I have been told that you enjoy baking and Mari-sensei also attended St. Kashi. Attending will broaden your knowledge of sweets and I'm sure you'll make wonderful friends there."

"There is a branch here in Japan about two hours away from us. The main branch is in Paris," Father told me.

"I don't expect you to make your decision right away." Lucas-san assured me.

He left about a half an hour later, making sure to leave a brochure about the school. "What do you think?" Father asked.

"I don't know," I said.

"Now say what you think without thinking of Agito," he said. Father knew me better than I gave him credit for.

"I think, that it would be a wonderful chance, one that I can't pass up. I want to go," Father smiled.

I read the brochure several times that night. The school had dorms, top rate appliances for cooking classrooms, a French class, a flower arranging class, their own orchard, the list went on and on. It looked like paradise, but it didn't shine as much as I would have liked it to.

Agito and I were on two different roads, roads that split apart and we couldn't see each other while we rode them. Agito would not like the idea of me leaving him, and I didn't like it either.

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What the hell happened yesterday? She looked so, so, not Dawn. Maybe something bad happened.

I know that, I'm not fucking blind.

Ask her what happened, she'll cheer up after she gets it off her mind.

But,

But what?

What if she doesn't want to talk about it?

Then she'll tell you she doesn't want to, just ask Dawn what's wrong, it hurts for me to see her like this too.

"What's with the damned face?" I asked. She sighed and stopped walking. We werre in a park we often went to when there was nothing to do. Her eyes had gotten all big like she wanted to cry. What the hell had happened?

"Agito," she whispered. She paused and sighed.

"Just fucking say it, you won't get any where by acting like you're dead," I told her. She smiled a bit.

"A student of Mari Obaa-chan came yesterday. He offered me a place at St. Kashi Academy, a school for people who want to become patissiers."

"What's the problem then, you love cooking to fucking death-"

"It's a boarding school, located two hours away from here," she was back to how she had been a few moments ago, like the end of the world was going to fucking happen. A boarding school meant I would only see her on weekends. Fuck. I didn't like that. I didn't like it at all.

"Do you want to go?" I asked. She looked at me as if I had asked her to kill me. She's scared of answering, scared of leaving you, Akito said. "You want to go don't you?" she looked down. She really looked like she was going to cry, that was big for her. Dawn didn't cry. "What's the school like?" I asked as I started walking again. She waited a few second and then caught up to me.

"A castle," she said. Se pulled something out of her pocket and handed it to me. It was a brochure for the school. It really is like a castle, Akito commented.

"You can come back on week ends can't you?"

"But I'm your tu-"

"You can come back on week ends can't you?" I repeated. She nodded. "Then what's the problem?"

"Fuck, why the hell is she leaving me? That's what you're really thinking isn't it?" she asked. Her mood had improved to pouting in stead of just sad. We were getting somewhere now. She saw right through you.

"You're thinking the same thing, even when you're dieing to go," I pointed out. Wrong thing to fucking say, she went back to just sad. "You want to cook right?" she nodded slowly. "Then go, I can't stop you from doing what you want to, I can only tell you my fucking opinion," No matter how much I want to fucking stop her, it's what she wants. She'll regret it if she doesn't go, and she only has this chance.

You'll let her go until she goes to high school? Akito asked. I looked back at the brochure. It offered classes until the last year of high school. If she transferred in now she would be able to get in at a second year middle school level.

"However," I said continuing when I hadn't meant to. "I can't have you gone for six years," She looked up.

"Let's make a deal then," she said. "On how long I'll go to school there," I nodded once.

"How will we decide?"

"The only way we can, we'll flip a coin." She pulled out a coin.

"Six times then, heads is the number of years you'll stay home-"

"And tails is the number of years I'll go to school," she grinned. She flipped the coin.

Hi! I hope you enjoyed this chapter of –to get to Heaven! For those reading this for the first time this is the sequel to Dawn of Tunes. I've got the second chapter ready but I don't want to post it until I get some reviews on this chapter, about three, I guess, so tell some people to read! 3 reviews or 10 visitors what ever comes first I guess. I've started on the text drabbles and they are a pain! It's worth it for the readers!

It's like that for bakers too. Baking is really tiring. I have to bake a lot around the holidays so I know. So eat something sweet and then review! It will make you feel better. Nothing beats chocolate when you're tired! Thanks for reading!