If my love was an ocean,

I'd drown you in it

If my love was the earth,

I'd bury you in it alive

If my love was a rope,

I'd tie you up

If love was a knife,

I'd slice you up,

Just to show you how much I love you

Prologue: "This is Your Destiny"

A single polished shoe, blacker than licorice, stepped down from the medium-sized private airplane. The leg connected to that shoe was covered in tights of the same color, as was the short, mid-thigh dress she wore. Around the white straight collar was a long, loopy red ribbon that matched the oversized bow in her hair.

"Come on, Garrett," said the girl towards the entrance of the plane. A warm smile stretched across her dark face when, what looked to be a teenage boy walked out of the door.

"Sure Amber," he replied, casually, sticking a hand into the pocket of his khaki pants. Garrett ruffled the short, shoulder length curls on her head so that they bounced. She frowned before walking down the steps and letting out a small "hmph" of indignation.

Behind them, a small army of people all dressed in matching black and white uniforms came rushing out, each carrying a parcel of luggage.

The two entered the commotion of Narita International, searching for their ride. Amber flinched at the sight of so many people. Maybe coming to Tokyo was a bad idea after all. Frightened, she held onto the coattails of Garrett's blazer as he navigated though the airport.

She looked up at her friend. He was taller than her by about half a foot, and extremely pale, as if he needed to go outside more. Although it was mostly hidden by his short brown hair, she could still see the tips of his ears.

Of course, they weren't human.

It wasn't long until they had spotted the chauffeur holding a sign that said:

Ms. Lee-Young, Gala Inc.

The chauffeur greeted them warmly, with a respectful tip of his hat, and ushered them to their ride.

When they both were in the limousine, Amber rested her elbow on an arm rest and sighed. The stress of navigating through that crowded space was finally over, but now she had other things on her mind.

"What's wrong?" asked Garrett, though he already knew the answer.

"It's nothing," said Amber, though they both knew that whenever she said that, it was far from nothing. She might has well have said "everything."

"Well, in any case, I already know," he said.

Sometimes she wished that he wasn't always so damned cocky.

"I'm just wondering if he'd be willing to participate," she said, lazily staring out the window with her cinnamon eyes. She looked tired, but not from jetlag.

'If only he were human,' thought Amber. It was a fleeting thought, but she quickly squashed it. What was she thinking? She looked at him, into his bright sky blue eyes. She knew that he wasn't programmed to like her, but at least they were good friends. 'Garrett may not be human,' she corrected her thought, 'but being a Chobit is more than enough.'

"I just hope he's ready to hear our proposal," said Garrett. With a small frown, he adjusted his glasses. He didn't need them, but he thought he looked smarter with them on. Amber often told him that he looked nerdier with them on, but secretly she thought the same.

"He'll never part with her, though," she reminded him.

"Would you?"

'Of course not,' she thought immediately.

However, she said nothing. It was too painful to speak about.

"I wish..." she began, but stopped short.

'… I wish we could be more than "just friends."'

She looked at her shoes and said nothing of her odd, embarrassing thoughts. "I just hope you've brushed up on your Japanese," teased Amber, trying to regain a cheery tone.

"Of course." Garrett held up a peace sign and smiled."Anata wa kawaii desu, oujo-sama*."

When she translated the sentence, Amber blushed and fiddled with her bow.

"Bakame.**"

He rolled his eyes as she leaned over to punch him playfully.

"Well, ready or not, Motosuwa-kun," she sang. "We're going to find you."

And so began the ancient game

Of

Denying their feelings,

Until the very last minute

I hope you realize

The Truth

* Translation: "You're cute, young miss."

** "Idiot." or "Fool."

OMG! What is Gala Inc. ? Where are these two from? What in the world is going on?

Can anyone guess what surprise/proposal Amber and Garret have planned?

This was basically one big teaser chapter, but stay tuned for more.