Ai Angel: Hey, hey!!! Yay! I'm not dead!!! Okay, okay, I know I haven't updating a lot but I'm very busy you know! In between the sleeping, eating, more sleeping, more eating, dancing, more eating, reading fanfiction, playing the piano, homework, more eating, more dancing to work off all the food, being lazy then finally eating again? I have a very busy life you know! Anyway, hope you enjoy this one since it's been so long. Anyway the next chapter will be the last of Part 1. Enjoy!


Childhood Part 2: Sweet Heart

Leiko Natsuki only knew Tsukiyomi Ikuto for a few months before her birthday was only a few days away. December 1st, coincidentally it was Ikuto's as well.

Natsuki already knew what she was getting him. She went over what she needed to get to make it before walking into a cake shop, Hina floating by her side.

When the door opened she heard bells ringing indicating that there was someone entering. The shop had many delicious looking cakes on display and several round white tables with simple white chairs at them. The shop also had a small cash register at the far right with sheets of paper that looked like order forms. There was a kitchen at the back of the shop as well.

"Ah!!! Natsuki-chan! How may I help you?" The kind looking shop keeper with long blue hair greeted.

"Hello Ume-ba-san (1). I just need to collect the ingredients I ordered a while ago. Do you have them?" Natsuki answered politely.

Ume slapped her forehead comically before running into the kitchen. After waiting a few moments Ume returned carrying a large plastic bag with various ingredients in it. She got to the register at the far right of the shop and picked up a piece of small white paper and filling it out with ticks and her signature at the bottom.

"Ok Natsuki-chan! This'll be at your house in a few hours!" Ume exclaimed.

"Okay Ume-ba-san. Ja ne!" Natsuki farewelled with a wave before walking out of the shop with a smile on her face.

"Ja ne Natsuki-chan!"

"So do you think he'll like it Hina?" Natsuki asked the small Shugo chara.

"Of course he will, Nat-chan! If you made it then there is no way he can turn it down much less dislike it!!! If you put your heart and soul into it he's bound to LOVE it!" Hina answered excitedly, the emphasis on the 'LOVE' caused Natsuki to blush slightly.

"Oh, Hina. I'm just nervous that it may be a bit too sweet or maybe not sweet enough or maybe it's-" Natsuki said nervously.

"Stop being so stupid! If he turns you down, which is highly impossible, he'll regret it for the rest of his life. Trust me on this, okay? When has my women's intuition been wrong?" Hina interrupted.

"Umm… Never?" Natsuki guessed.

"Precisely. So don't get down in the dumps, 'kay?" Hina exclaimed encouragingly.

"Guess your right." Natsuki replied calmly.


Meanwhile…

"So what are you getting her, Ikuto nya?" Yoru asked Ikuto who was seemingly 'sleeping' in an empty field.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Yoru." He told the small chara, his eyes still closed, his expression the same as ever.

"I'm talking about Natsuki-chan's birthday! Hina is going to kill me if you don't give her anything!" Yoru exclaimed, pure dread in his playful eyes.

Deciding that ignoring his chara was the best way to shut up him up, Ikuto stood up silently and stuck his hands in his pockets; in his right pocket his hand fingered a small jewellery box.


A few days later…

Natsuki looked at her creation with pride. It looked truly perfect, exactly how she had imagined however the taste was the only thing that worried her. She chose to just take a chance see his reaction. Creating it to perfection however didn't go without some sort of sacrifice. White powder covered about every other inch of her body and more white goo lay astray in her pigtails. Light pink and dark red goo also decorated her clothes and apron to an extent that left them almost unrecognizable compared to how they looked previously. Now that she looked at her self she was absolutely bewildered how she ended up so messed up.

A loud ring of her front door bell woke her from her daze.

"Coming!" Came a call that could only belong to her mother.

Just as the door bell rang Hina came floating down from Natsuki's room upstairs.

"Ohayo!" She shouted knowing that no one would hear.

"It's already 1:00pm, silly." Natsuki told her sleepy chara.

"Oh okay. Goodnight… Wait! WHAT?! Its 1:00pm!?" Her chara's reaction sent Natsuki giggling.

"Honey, you have a guest." Her mother said awkwardly from the kitchen doorway, she was obviously befuddled from her daughter's sudden giggles.

"Oh… Oh! I do?" Natsuki was definitely confused, she hadn't been expecting a guest if she were she would have made sure to get out of the messed up clothes.

"Yes, you do." A voice chimed that she realised immediately.

"Ikuto?! What are you doing here? I mean, why are you here? I mean- aah! Don't look!" Natsuki told him hotly, her flustered face showed immense embarrassment. She wildly waved her arms up and down in front of her creation, blocking his view, seeing as it was supposed to be a surprise for him. To him she looked quite cute and sort of crazy with her flustered actions. He couldn't help but laugh at her messy appearance; it differed from her usual neat and tidy look.

Realising that he was laughing at her appearance, her face turned a dark red and stopped her arms from frantically waving around only to bring her hands to her face trying to hide her dark face.

"Aah! Please don't look! Eep!" Natsuki squealed whilst trying her best to hide herself with hands.

"I only wanted to drop something off for you." He told her a slight chuckle in his voice.

"For me? Why?" Natsuki asked, her previous panic gone.

"You're so stupid." He said, amusement not even hidden in his voice.

"Huh?" She asked, still completely befuddled by him.

He walked towards her closing any space between them; he was almost half a head taller than her so she had to look up at him. Her face tinted pink as she found one of her hands grasped by one of his. When he let go a few moments later she noticed that he had enclosed a small gift in her palm.

She gasped in surprise as she looked at it.

"Thank you…" She whispered, her arms enveloping him in a warm embrace.

He looked away to hide the impending blush on his cheeks and simply replied, "Your welcome."

"Oh!" She gasped once more, letting go of the boy, "I almost for- oh no!"

She looked at the mess on his clothes, she had just remembered and it had been too late. She forgot about the all the goo and powder all over her and some of it had ended up on him. She looked at his slightly confused face at why goo and powder had ended up on him only to look at her slightly cheeky/guilty face. She didn't even bother to hold it in and started into a fit of giggles. He playfully rolled his eyes at her and sported a small smile.

"Here." She told him, she held out her hands which had a beautiful white cake. It was completely cover in icing probably explaining the white goo in her hair, many fruits adorning the top, "You can share it with your family and friends and anyone you want. Make sure to save a piece for Utau-san for me, okay?"

He nodded subtly, "Open it."

She had almost forgotten about the small white box still in her hand. She untied the thin red ribbon that tied it together and found a dark blue jewellery box. She looked up to him to make sure she could open it and when she got the permission she opened it slowly. There it was: a black chocker. Though it was a normal one, in the middle it had a jewel unlike any other. It looked 4 diamond hearts joined together at the bottom making it look like a 4 leafed clover, there was a key hole in the centre. She stared in awe at the gift, her eyes sparkling.

"I… can't believe this…" She whispered, still in shock.

Ikuto placed the cake down on one of the many counters and took the choker from the box, he held it around her neck and tied it at the back. Whilst he was doing this Natsuki couldn't help but let the red dust her cheek ever so lightly.

"Thank you, Ikuto. Thank you." She murmured only to turn around to face him and envelope him in another warm embrace. She gave him a feather light kiss on the cheek and buried her face in his chest.

"Happy birthday." They whispered to each other.


Hina and Yoru had found themselves watching Ikuto and Natsuki from outside the house through the kitchen window. Hina watched with her sky blue eyes, something was definitely bothering her.

"It something the matter Hina nya?" Yoru asked, slight worry in his otherwise playful voice.

"Hina-chan." She corrected her eyes never changing.

"Huh?" He questioned.

"Call me Hina-chan." She explained.

"Why?" He wondered.

"Because…" Was her simple answer.

"Because…?" Pressing on.

"Nat-chan doesn't call me Hina-chan so you are." Her voice a little more playful than before.

"Fine." He said, completely fed up.

"It's too perfect." She said suddenly, her eyes dull and voice cold, it almost sounded like it was coming from a different person.

"Huh?" He inquired.

"You asked what was wrong and I told you. Everything's too perfect. Something bad's gonna happen." She said, a hint of worry in her stone-like voice; she definitely didn't sound like the usual Hina.

"Now why would you say that nya?"

"Just call it my women's intuition… No… If I say that then it might come true… My women's intuition never fails… Then let's call it… A hunch." Her voice was still indifferent, Yoru wasn't sure if this really was Hina he was talking to. His estranged look told Hina that maybe she shouldn't have brought it up, "Oh, nothing! Forget it! Forget it!" Hina told him her playful voice back however it wasn't the same as before, a different look was in her eyes and he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

"Really?" He needed to know what was wrong.

"Hontou, hontou (2)!"Hina exclaimed, putting on a fake smile.

He wanted to know what was really happening but knew better than to question Hina.

2 years later…

"You lying pig!"

"Ungrateful slut!"

"Untrusting bastard!"

"Two-timing whore!"

"Mistrusting son of a bitch!"

"Self-centred hooker!"

The insults were thrown between the two; if anyone had been passing by they would have felt they were in an oven not a bedroom.

The woman's usually beautiful long wavy brown hair had been shoved up into a messy bun. Her usually vibrant turquoise eyes were angry and had a few hot tears leaking out of them. Her porcelain skin had heavy make up that usually wasn't on, the make up was smudged and made her even more unrecognizable. She had several earrings on the top of her left ear that weren't there before. She had a small red heart shaped tattoo saying fallen angel on her lower back. Nobody had noticed it before as she always wore something over the top. Now she wasn't. She wore a black tube top that only barely covered her breasts and a long sleeved leather jacket that only went down to mid-back. Her flashy belly button ring that no one had seen before was being showed off to the world. She wore a dark green mini skirt that was far too small showing off her tattoo and some of her butt. She had fishnet tights that barely covered anything either and dark red 6 inch stilettos.

The man was in better shape but was still a little worse for wear. He had dark rings underneath his eyes that made it look like he hadn't slept for atleast a week, this didn't complement the anger in his dark brown eyes at all. His dirty blond hair was messed up and stood up in all odd directions unlike how it usually was. He was in what looked to be light blue pyjamas. It was a long sleeved top with long pants, simple enough though the pants were definitely too big and he wasn't thinking when he had pulled them on. The shirt was no better, it was too big and he hadn't even bothered to button up the shirt properly. The sleeves and the pant legs were way to long and looked like they were long enough to be a pair of socks and gloves as well.

Hot tears rolled down someone's cheeks though these weren't the tears of the two arguers. There were two girls standing in the doorway, the door slightly ajar. They couldn't stop the tears from flowing as the two adults threw more and more insults at each hearts were slowly breaking as their nine year old brother slept in sweet bliss in his room. None of them knowing of what would come next…


(1): Literally 'Aunty Ume'. Not to be confused with 'Old Lady Ume' because that would be different.

(2): It means 'really, really' literally. I want someone to have that as their catchphrase and Hina seems to be the person!

Next Chapter: It's Not Goodbye...

Okay how was that? I know it's a little heavy at the end but the next chapter will explain exactly what's happening. Well, I hope anyway. Sorry for making you guys wait forever and a day. Anyway, see you next chappie or next story or whatever! Just read whatever you want.

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