Alrighty On to Chapter 3!!!! I'm so excited to keep progressing forward with this story that I end up staying up late to get these chapters up. Although I don't mind it's a thrill to just write these stories in the first place. Hooray for exciting stories!!!

Okay moving on

Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara, Elizabeth, Sunny Terentino, Mcfly, or Christina. I also do not own C.S Lewis, Aslan, or any of his creations, nor do I own Harry Potter.

But I do own…..dun dun dun it's a surprise. ME!!


Chapter 3

"Damn straight I want an Irish Coffee!" Elizabeth shouted excitedly. Amu sweat dropped off in the corner, as Elizabeth continued. "Gosh Sunny, today was just so tiring, I mean- there was another dispute between the Gate Keeper, and one of the Higher Ups about who should really be in charge of that damned key."

Amu looked up surprised; key? This had to be important if the Gatekeeper was mad about it. She listened in a little bit more.

"And so then afterwards me and Christina called in Ronii, since she was the only one who could honestly deal with him at the moment-," Sunny interrupted, "Christina and I." Elizabeth simply waved her hand as if to say whatever, and continued on, "So then after she showed up she said that the Higher Ups had someplace they wanted us to inspect- something about it being too quiet over there or whatever."

Sunny raised an eyebrow at this, but allowed her to continue on. Elizabeth sighed blowing a raspberry as she propped her hands up on the counter of the bar. "So when we got there, we found this whole gang of Lycans just sitting around and doing nothing. Which is really strange because they're always doing something."

Sunny nodded understandingly, and Amu had to agree, ever since she had become apart of this bar a year ago Lycans were always getting into something and leaving a mess for Elizabeth and Christina to clean up.

"So then," Elizabeth continued, "I was all 'we should ask Ronii about this' and Christina said okay." Sunny just continued to smile, "Then after we called Ronii she said just to write a report and make a copy for the Higher Ups."

Sunny continued to hold an amused expression, as Elizabeth continued ranting. Amu had to admit that it was pretty funny. Those two always had some type of work to do, and Ronii tended to remain as elusive as ever. Amu had seen her before, even said a polite 'hi' as she would bound in and out of the pub.

But often times from what Amu would normally hear, the Higher Ups always had her out doing some type of job. She paused, tapping her chin with her index finger thoughtfully; how did she ever get any sleep? She shrugged her shoulders, not honestly sure if that was a question that would ever be answered, and decided to start opening up the café. It was getting to be about that time, and she figured that she'd take Elizabeths' shift tonight since she was so tired.

Looking over to where Elizabeth was now standing, she watched as Elizabeth's expression turned slightly serious, before flipping her phone shut and beginning to clear the floor. Looking at Elizabeth curiously Amu said, "What are you doing?"

"I'm moving all the tables off to the side, Christina just called and said that it's about to get rowdy and that she needed the floor cleared." Amu made to help when quite suddenly the door was flung open and a squealing blur of grey and black came speeding in.

"Sunny!!!!" it seemed to cry as it flew through the pub at a break-neck speed before tackling Sunny in a fierce hug. The black and grey mass, and Sunny went tumbling in a laughing heap as Elizabeth and a disheveled Christina began to make their way towards them.

Amu walked up to them offering a shy 'hello' to Christina before turning to the front entrance of the pub.

In walked a very tall, and very beautiful young woman, her floor length silver hair swishing softly behind her as she walked forward. Her pretty pale pink eyes glittered kindly, and when she offered a polite smile to Amu, she caught the glimmer of two pearly fangs.

She was a vampire.

This hadn't been the first time that Amu had seen one, in fact Amu had seen quite a few ever since she had started working here; but she had never really paid attention to just how beautiful they really were, having always been so caught up in her own problems.

But now actually taking the time to notice, Amu was left gaping at the sheer ephemeral beauty of this stranger. She walked up to her, a friendly aura emanating from Amu's petite form, "Can I get you something warm to drink? It's awfully chilly outside and I figured you could use it."

The woman flashed her a small smile, the corners of her mouth just barely lifting, "Just a scotch will do, thanks." Nodding her head compliantly, Amu set out behind the bar counter to grab her just what she needed.

Meanwhile more guests had entered the pub their loud voices booming through the air. "We specifically stated in the contract that you will not set foot on Lycan territory off in the East side of town!" Amu distinctly heard the sound of a palm crashing down onto a table loudly, followed closely by more shouting.

"And we specifically remember you signing a contract that stated you would keep your deals, and mischief out of ours!" A chorus of agreement went up around one half of the room.

The shouting continued on as such, hardly any one side scoring above the other. Amu looked over to see what Sunny was going to do about this but apparently she wasn't going to do anything at all, as she just stood off to the corner, preparing drinks for the newcomers.

She turned to Elizabeth and Christina who were both preoccupied discussing something apparently important, but because of the noise Amu couldn't hear what. So if Elizabeth and Christina were busy, and Sunny wasn't doing anything…then who was handling the whole situation?

After handing the vampiress her scotch, Amu grabbed another mug, and began drying it off with a rag as she turned her attention to the middle of the pub.

In the middle of the floor, separated solely by a currently silent jukebox stood two large groups of underworld species: Lycans (of the dog species,) and Vampires

Mainly it was just two of them butting heads -literally- while the rest just stood opposite of each other forming their own sort of wall. And slouching languidly against the jukebox stood a figure clothed in several layers of grey, black, and small hints of purple.

Amu almost dropped the mug she was cleaning out of pure shock, for there stood Ronii, looking for the all world bored out of her damn mind. And she probably was, which surprised her a bit. If that had been Amu in her current situation, she wasn't too sure she'd be able to handle it quite so easily.

Amu continued to watch interestedly, as the events continued to unfold, her eyes catching sight of a mysterious figure ducking silently into the pub. Ronii opened her eyes, an irritated look crossing her features, and an angry aura began to flare out through the room, silencing a nice majority of the pub.

She walked forward, her foots steps completely silent, and the slight chiming of the small bell that hung round her neck was the only indicator of her having moved at all. She

cocked her hip out to the side, clutching it in one hand while the other hand hung limply off to the side, pointing in no real direction. She was definitely agitated, and everyone within a 10 foot radius immediately backed off at the scorching aura she let off.

Amu shivered a bit; was it just her or did the temperature in the room just drop by a few degrees? She stared on, as the two once arguing males before her were now standing side by side, trembling next to each other.

"Now," Ronii began, "since we are all here," she gestured indirectly around the pub, "you will behave and do as I say." Looking directly at them, "Or else you will regret having called me out on my day off!" she snapped angrily.

She got days off? That was news, especially to Amu who had thought that there was really no definite 'day off' for people who took orders from the Higher Ups. Figuring that that was something beyond her she continued to watch.

"So tell me, little boys," Ronii scathingly drawled out, "what here is your problem?" She tapped her foot for emphasis, not that she needed anything really. That incredibly intimidating aura that seemed to be rolling off the surprisingly tall Asian was enough to scare the devil.

The two males kept quiet suddenly finding their reasons for calling her out rather stupid and indeed very trivial. She tapped her foot again, "Don't tell me that you suddenly regret calling me out here," she began as if she had read their minds, "because, if all it took was a bit of adult supervision to make you behave properly and see your mistake, then…" she drew the last part out smirking crookedly at the two beings cowering in front of her.

"Then I'm just going to have to send you both to the Gate keeper, and he'll decide your punishment from there." Her smile was just downright evil at this point, a tone of finality entered her voice as she spoke again, "In fact, I think I just might do that, sending him a nice little note requesting that you both stay there for a month." She stood up straight and dusted off her hands. "Yep, I'm sure he'll whip you boys into shape in no time."

Both of them nodded their heads dumbly, standing up straight as they both tried to offer an apology. She shot them an angry look, and they both fled, heading straight –Amu presumably thought- to the Gate Keeper himself.

A hushed silence filled the pub as if waiting for the black haired girl to turn her attention on someone else, inflicting some type of justified wrath on them. But instead she simply turned to everyone, opening her arms wide, saying, "Now why don't we all pass out a round of drinks, on me!" A loud round of cheers rose up through the pub and suddenly the tense mood was replaced with a cheery and bustling one.

Stepping off to the bar, Ronii, hopped up and sat herself right smack dab on the counter, propping herself up on one hand. She offered Amu a kind smile in return, and then turned her attention to Sunny.

"So what's this I hear about some new conspiracy group?" she asked, accepting a large mug of hot chocolate from Sunny. She let out a content sigh, running a hand through her short, and layered locks.

Sunny looked up at her, "The Higher Ups said its nothing too important; just so long as they don't get their hands on the lock and key." Amu's ears perked, this was the second time tonight that a key was mentioned, and apparently it had a matching lock.

Another sigh was heard from down on the other side of the bar, and Amu looked over to where Elizabeth and Christina now stood, each serving up large trays of liquor.

Amu had met Christina the day after she had met Elizabeth, which was when she got the job at the bar. In fact Elizabeth was the one who had interviewed her, saying that the current owner was busy with an urgent matter and had left her in charge.

So after getting the job, Amu asked to start up right away. Agreeing wholeheartedly with the idea Elizabeth had taken Amu in while the store was closed to show her the ropes, and that's when Christina had come in.

Apparently she was banged up pretty bad, and when Amu had asked about what happened they simply shrugged it off, and told her it was no big deal. Feeling rather suspicious and extremely offended at being treated like a kid, Amu had quickly gone on a tirade about how she thought she was old enough to handle whatever it was that they could throw at her.

Pausing for a bit to hear her out, they looked at each other, and then looked at her shrugging before quickly launching into their story.

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Elizabeth and been the first to tell Amu about how she had wound up here in Tokyo in the first place, gradually leading her though the events that had passed after she had arrived. Amu had found the entire story amazing and wonderful, and couldn't help but feel a bit of envy towards the blonde. She had been so lucky to have had the strength to just get up and leave.

Christina on the other hand had discovered the pub in a whole different way.

She was the quickly rising star author of England, and the U.S. Her stories reaching out amazingly well to millions of teens, within just the span of four months, and the most amazing bit was that she was only sixteen. A year after Elizabeth had stumbled into "My Plastered Kiddies" for the very first time.

She was signed with a major corporation who decided to sponsor if she could produce a brand new novel that exceeded five hundred pages, before the end of the next year. She agreed, confident in her abilities, and set out quickly to prove that she had what it took to make it big in the literate world.

Well one month, before the year was up, and Christina had done just that. She had printed a final copy, and even had it bound. There was a cover drawn specifically for that one story alone, by a professional artist, and it was printed onto a beautifully bound hardcover book. The only copy of the book.

Excited and giddy, she had made her way across the city from her quiet home located near the mountains of Washington, passing by La Push where she decided that she might walk around a bit.

A slushy in one hand, and her book bound neatly in her bag, she contentedly toured the town, lost in her own little world.

Elizabeth had been given orders by the Higher Ups, by then already knowing everything about the Underworld society, to disband a group of renegade werewolves, conveniently located in the quaint little town of La Push. Rushing to finish the job as quickly as possible, she failed to calculate the thought of them ever taking a hostage, and in the end it was their undoing.

The werewolves having been tipped off had reacted quickly through the panic. Pretending to be a regular man, one of them took off down the sidewalk trying to pinpoint the most vulnerable looking human of the bunch. His gaze soon landed on an obliviously happy Christina walking towards his general direction.

Smirking slightly he took off at a fast pace, pushing people off to the side and upon reaching Christina he slung her up over his shoulder, and turned quickly into an abandoned alley. Before she had the chance to react she was knocked unconscious and bound with ropes.

Some time later, most likely about three to four hours, Christina had woken slightly. Everything was blurry and the voices seemed more like an annoying buzz that refused to go away. Trying to make sense of what was going on, her hazy gaze landing on several large and burly figures standing in front of her.

She had let out a small moan, and one of the large blobs seemed to have heard her, for he quickly pressed a funny smelling rag to her face and she passed out again.

When she next awoke, she was lying in a hospital, an IV sticking out of her arm, and several other wires attached to her body. Looking next to her, she saw a thin and petite girl, her hair a platinum blonde with a black undertone in her inner layers. Her eyes went from a cloudy grey to a bright blue the minute she had noticed Christina was awake.

Introducing herself as Elizabeth she quickly got to work explaining to Christina exactly what had happened, leaving hardly anything out. But when Christina had asked about her bag, Elizabeth simply looked at her puzzled as if to say 'what bag?'.

Her world shattered, the one and only copy of her book gone. No backup or anything. Christina felt utterly stupid, and alone. Elizabeth sensing her unease, tried hard to cheer her up, telling her about this wonderful place called "My Plastered Kiddies", and how she came to find it.

Cheering Christina up considerably, she decided to accept Elizabeths invitation to come to Japan with her, and stay for a bit. So she packed a few things, then two days later left the country, to discover the world.

At first Christina had been astonished at the diversity of everyone there, but soon adjusted, quickly making the decision to move in with Elizabeth. And from there, Christina became an official staff member of "My Plastered Kiddies" happily living her life out without hardly ever having to meet any type of exact deadlines.

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Amu thought the story was rather sweet, especially compared to how she wound up working for "My Plastered Kiddies". Amu let out a small sigh as she continued to serve the rush of Newcomers. Apparently there was a big fight that had taken place on 34 Kings St, between a leprechaun and a dwarf. What a strange lot they had tonight. Shaking her head, she looked up to see a kid walk in with fire for hair. Literally speaking his head was on fire, and it was green.

Although it was a strange sight indeed it definitely hasn't been the strangest. Two weeks after Amu had started working at the bar, she had begun to close up shop when she heard the distinct ruffle of silken fabric breeze by her. Turning around quickly she had begun politely, "I'm sorry but we're closed no-," the words died in her throat as she got a good look at their 'customer'.

There in front of her stood Shiva. Well at least an exact replica of Shiva, Amu hadn't been too certain whether it was or not, and she quickly just chalked it up to that it wasn't really any of her business. So after requesting that he please take a seat, she went and grabbed Elizabeth and told her what happened.

After that Amu had never seen the Shiva-look-a-like again. But he did prompt some questions in her mind. If vampires and werewolves suddenly started showing up into her life ever since she started working here; then wouldn't it be possible that mini-gods as well as the major gods existed as well?

Amu really didn't know what to make of that question, so in the end she thought it best to wait. If it were really important then Christina or Elizabeth would tell her. She never bothered to rely on Sunny simply because she herself had been very busy handling something in Italy at the time. Up until today Amu had never seen Sunny Terentino in her life, and in all honesty she felt pretty honored.

Amu sighed again, it was something she seemed to be doing a lot lately, and glanced over to where Ronii now sat in a heated discussion with a large group of Vampires. Something good most have come out of it because she suddenly leapt up into the air, double fisting it as she went, screaming a jubilant "BOOYAH!"

The room seemed to clear out so that there was a large opening in the middle of the pub. And the group of five walked into it, each taking up a place as instruments were randomly procured. And as the last one took his position in front of the other four, an old vintage 1920's microphone was handed to him.

The room went dead and silent, and it seemed as if the whole world had stopped breathing. Amu glanced at Elizabeth and Christina trying to gauge their reactions but they both seemed to lean in towards the center of the room as well, eagerly anticipating the next move.

"SHE'S GOT A LIP RING AND FIVE COLORS IN HER HAIR!!!" And just like that the room erupted into joyous shouts, each one more encouraging then the last. Christina and Elizabeth seemed to be in hysterics singing along at the top of their lungs as the five vampires continued to wow the crowd with their amazing performance skills.

"Not into fashion, but I love the things she wears!" They continued, and Ronii seemed to just appear out of nowhere, dancing in time with the song and just cutting loose. If one didn't know that she didn't drink any type of liquor at all, one would be sorely tempted to believe that she was by far the most plastered kiddy out there.

Amu continued to bob along to the song, serving drinks and cleaning mugs as she went. But eventually the song had to end and Amu was left to go back to her musings. Which wasn't so bad, but sometimes she couldn't help but wonder how she had really ever managed to adjust to such a crowd in her life.

Two years ago, if a kid was walking around with green flames for hair, she would've fainted and then asked to see a shrink. Tadase would've assured her of her sanity though….

Amu's thoughts turned sour as her mind procured images of the little prince. His inferiority complex coming into play. It was all his fault that she wound up screaming at Ikuto anyways.

Well it wasn't completely his fault but he was mostly to blame. If he would've just kept his mouth shut, then things would've been okay. She would still be at home curled up all nice and comfy under a duvet covered –instead of being back at work and pissed off at her favorite kitty.

Working wasn't so bad, and in fact that was usually the highlight of her day. She always had fun working the crowd, with their odd assortment of appendages, and physical features. Everything about them was so different and just so honest that she couldn't help but fall in love with the place. Here everyone was who they were, and there was no way they could change that, not that they wanted to in the first place. Their species was a sign of rank and to them it was important.

Even though the Underworld was never governed by an official ruler, or system of order for that matter, they had established their own type of ranking system.

And for each species came a certain type of respect that was an automatic given, no matter how high up on the ranking list you were. Although as of right now they were governed by a type of Monarchy, their ruler reminding Amu very much of C.S Lewis's Aslan from the Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe.

He was human-ish. He had a human body with animalistic attributes. Now don't get her wrong Amu thought he was absolutely gorgeous, and for someone in their mid-century he still looked like he was only twenty-four.

He had a long golden mane of hair which glistened a fierce red in the sunlight, although he usually wore it tied in a loose ponytail at the base of his neck he still had loose tendrils of hair that would fall to frame his face in the most elegant of ways. He had fangs; these adorable little fangs that seemed to say 'hello, look at me' every time he offered a kind smile, or even simply spoke.

It was transfixing. He had his own Underworld fan club society created solely with the intent of worshipping the very ground he walked on. Not that he needed to walk, he had the ability to fly. Oh yes that's right, he could fly. Why? Because he had a pair of beautiful golden angel wings with soft plume-y feathers that would sweep across the floor as he walked, fanning out behind him creating an almost magical effect.

According to Christina, many a woman hath swooned in the Secret Court, held in the Eternals' Garden. True to his name Gabriel Griffith, had both the power and courage of a lion, an elegant and flowing mane to show his status. He had the ability of to lead his people into a new future with his beautiful wings. And he held this land with a vice like grip within the clutches of his strong hands.

He was an amazing person and Amu could only hope to meet him one day.

Hmm... speaking of the underworld society Amu had found it odd that she had been able to stay so patient in waiting for an explanation about all the weird happenings. She smiled at the memory.

* flashback *

Another rainy day and earlier that night "My Plastered Kiddies" had been packed tight. Amu felt like a sardine in those tiny little cans they were so cruelly packed into with all of their little friends. She pitied them really; being tiny and then forced into a small container with several other tiny people just like them. They were destined to lead a tiny and cramped life.

Amu chuckled lightly at her thoughts. Christina, taking it the wrong way quickly rushed over to her to see what was the matter.

First she checked her temperature: normal. Next she tried her pulse: also normal. Then finally she tried to tap her knee cap -like those doctors do to see if your reflexes are okay- but then realized that that only works if you're sitting down. And seeing as how Amu had been staring at her as if she was the one who had lost her mind she decided to call it quits.

Christina asked though just to make sure, "Are you okay Amu?"

"Yeah I'm fine, why?" Amu looked at her comrade curiously.

"I don't know I guess. It's just you're the first waitress aside from myself to have lasted so long." She fidgeted nervously playing with her hair, and looking up at the ceiling. "I guess when I heard you laughing to yourself- I just figured that you finally lost it."

Amu stared at her incredulously, trying hard to hold back her laughter, but failing miserably. "Haha! Christina I'm okay! Really." She assured, "I was just laughing at the sad life that sardines live." And when Christina looked at her strangely she continued, "I've always thought about weird things like that."

Christina's mouth seemed to form an 'O' in understanding before smiling brightly and resuming her work. But she felt like she needed to clear everything up so she said, "Are you sure you're okay? Like there's nothing bugging you that you desperately need to know?" Christina sweat dropped at her obviousness but decided to ignore it seeing as how there were more important things to be dealt with.

Amu seemed to think for a bit before answering, "Well there's the whole 'Underworld Society' thing that I don't quite understand." Christina was shocked at her straightforwardness but was glad that she had said it, "but," Amu continued, "I always just figured that you or Elizabeth would tell me when you guys really trusted me."

Christina was stunned to say the least. The past 4 waitresses have either, ran out in hysterics, screaming out the name of 'Jesus' or they've pestered them so much that they drove themselves insane.

The level of consideration in Amu's reasoning for leaving the subject alone, showed a great deal of inner strength and an amazing character, that Christina couldn't help the bright smile that formed on her lips.

Amu made to keep going only to be interrupted by Christina. "I think that judging you just based off your last answer that we would be able to trust you with our lives and be able to rest easy Amu." She said kindly and without hesitation.

Amu smiled brightly, putting the cups the she and Christina had just finished washing, while Christina moved to the opposite end of the bar, pulling out two large round bowls, and a huge tin of vanilla and chocolate ice cream. She magically procured a can of whipping crème as well as some bananas, and as Amu turned to face Christina she noticed a large bottle of hot fudge floating towards her.

"Could you grab that?" Christina said, while she busily rummaged around through the cabinets. Nodding dumbly, Amu grasped the bottle of fudge as it finally came within an arms reach, moving closer to Christina as she popped up with a happy 'aha!' holding two spoons.

"Have seat homes!" Christina said jokingly, preparing their banana splits. Sitting down Amu fidgeted slightly before asking, "Umm…Christina?" she looked up at the tiny blonde, "How did that bottle of fudge come to be floating?" her eyes darted a bit but eventually came back to land on Christina's smiling face. "It was a gift."

"A gift?" Amu asked dumbfounded.

"Yeppers, a gift." Christina said nodding. Amu just looked at her twice as confused, "So does that mean Harry Potter exists?"

Christina exploded into laughter, "No, sadly he doesn't," she paused to regain her composure, "It was a gift from the Higher Ups after passing my ordeal with Elizabeth successfully." She sliced the bananas in half length wise before continuing. "They gave me telekinesis."

"Tele…ke..nesis…" Amu repeated slowly trailing off at the end. Christina simply nodded her head in affirmation. "Oh," was all Amu could think to say before snapping her head up quickly to ask, "What's an 'Ordeal'?" her eyes curious.

"Unlike Ronii and Sunny we were very new to the whole Underworld scene just like you. After surviving a year and managing to help Ronii and Sunny keep the peace the Higher Ups requested to see us."

Amu's jaw almost dropped at the last statement. They got to go see the Higher Ups?! That's incredible! Christina continued, "But because we were humans They weren't sure how long we'd last under the pressure of working here, soooo they gave us a task."

"A task?" Amu asked curiously. "Yep! They created their own little replica of the Underworld Society in an alternate dimension then flung me and Elizabeth in there without a second warning." She piped cheerily. Amu stared at her a bit horrified.

"In the end they had replicated the coming of the Apocalypse and told us to stop it," she paused laughing lightly, "I was scared out of my fucking mind, but somehow we managed to pull through." Amu stared amazed; they had managed to prevent the coming of the apocalypse. Well sort of... in a weird sense.

"When we got back," Christina said smiling, "Ronii and Sunny were waiting at the bar with Mcfly for us." She paused and stared up at the ceiling, "Ho man that was such a great night. We all partied so hard, and everyone thought that Ronii had gone off the deep end and drank all the rum… but that was just Danny from Mcfly." She laughed, and Amu smiled. Wishing she had been able to create memories like that, but then again hadn't she?

"Anyways I figured that it's about time I tell you about all of this." She said gesturing wildly around the bar. But Amu interjected before Christina could continue, "So the Higher Ups gave you telekinesis for passing the ordeal? Why?"

Christina looked at her thoughtfully, "Well They also extended both mine and Elizabeth's lives by a couple'a centuries, and made us each a lot physically stronger. But I guess it was because we were Human and they wanted to give us some type of upper hand over the rest of the Society since we now had to defend it. I guess you could say that it was to keep us from dying so easily." Amu was utterly amazed; these 'Higher Ups had that type of ability? She pressed on with building excitement, "So what'd they give Elizabeth?"

Christina looked thoughtful, "She can set stuff on fire with her mind." Christina chuckled a bit then, "So you can honestly say that she's a bit of a pyromaniac." Amu laughed at that. As Christina continued, "After that had happened we had asked Ronii and Sunny what their ordeal was, and they just looked at us and smiled."

"Why?" Amu asked. Did they not have to go through one?

"They didn't need one."

Amu's eyes widened at that bit, so she was right. They didn't have to go through one. But how come?

Christina seemed to not have noticed Amu's curious gaze, but continued on anyways. "When we had asked what they meant, they said that they just didn't need one. They were specifically chosen for the job." Christina continued to create the massive banana splits for them both, before grabbing a third spoon and placing it with a second spoon in her owl. Amu looked up at her curiously while Christina simply shrugged and said, "Elizabeth's about to walk through the door."

And sure enough she did, bounding in with a large huff, and plopping down on one of the bar stools next to Amu. "Watcha doin?" she asked as she threw off her coat and scarf, laying them neatly on the stool beside her.

"I was explaining the 'Underworld' stuffs to Amu, wanna help?" Christina replied. Elizabeth nodded waiting for Christina to continue. Picking up the spoon Christina shoved a nice big spoonful of ice cream into her mouth before continuing, "Well it took us awhile to get what they meant, and we had to do a lot of snooping around to try and come up with our answer."

"But wouldn't that be an invasion of privacy?" Amu asked curiously, not really meaning any offense. Christina and Elizabeth both shrugged, "We told them that we were going to ask around, and they said okay." Elizabeth continued, "So we simply figured that they didn't care." Amu nodded understanding.

"Well after a week of snooping we chalked it up to them being demi-gods-," Amu choked on her ice-cream at that and Elizabeth patted her back, "-and that that's why they were chosen for the job."

Elizabeth continued where Christina left off, "SO when we told them of our conclusion they both laughed. At first we thought that maybe we were wrong, but they quickly assured us that we were pretty much right." Christina interjected from there continuing where Elizabeth had not, "As it turn out, they were created by the Eternals, Higher Ups, Gods, or whatever, themselves." Amu went slack jawed, "Yep! Ronii's creators were the complete opposites of Sunny's so that they would balance each other out."

"Creators?"

"Yep, Ronii was created by," Elizabeth paused before saying, "the Eternals: Delirium, Chaos… War." Amu could hardly think straight, "I mean there were smaller deities involved as well, but that was just to name a few." Elizabeth waved her spoon around nonchalantly before scooping another bite of ice cream into her mouth.

"And Sunny," Christina picked up, "was created by the Eternals: love, wisdom, peace, and so on and so forth." Christina stuck her spoon in her pile of ice cream leaving it there, "They were created around the same time, so they're twins but not really. They were created separately by each group so that they could create a sort of yin and yang effect. That way both sides could be appeased."

"But," Elizabeth said, "they have their own free-will so they can go against the Higher Ups orders if they wanted."

"Yep," Christina continued, "In fact they have enough power to take on the Higher Ups themselves if they wanted to."

"The only reason why they don't is because they don't like being in that type of position of power." Elizabeth finished both the sentence and the last of the ice cream pushing the bowl away from her before standing up and stretching languidly, walking over to lounge on one of the many couches located in the pub.

Christina rinsed their bowl, taking Amu's as well, before moving to sit beside Elizabeth. Amu followed, taking a seat on the couch opposite, facing them. She stretched out, before curling up around one of the arms of the couches like a house cat. Her eyes half-lidded and lit up in a content and dreamy quality.

"But that's basically the story behind Ronii and Sunny, those two are very close, and always will be. Sorta like me and Elizabeth here." Christina said happily. "But we're all very close to one another as a whole, including you Amu." Elizabeth pointed out.

Amu smiled happily; glad to have been accepted into this small group of extraordinary people. Elizabeth looked up at her, a small smile playing on the edges of her lips, "So… what do you want to know about our society?"

Amu hardly knew where to begin so she simply stated, "…Everything."

*end flashback *

Amu began to close up shop, the worst of the costumers already gone by now. Only a few remained: the kid with flaming green hair sat off in a corner conversing with Ronii, both chatting animatedly. The little boy looked over at her, smiled and waved then resumed his conversation with her.

Amu grabbed an empty glass, rinsing it thoroughly then washing it out. She made to grab for a rag but it was gone, so setting the glass down, she quickly ducked beneath the counter to grab a new one, satisfied, she quickly popped back up and reached for the glass.

Only to grab air. Frowning she looked around her, her eyes landing on a pale hand. A hand that she recognized very much indeed.

Looking up she came face to face with, "Ikuto…?"


DUN DUN DUN!!!! Bahaha I am so evil… no? Alrighty! I know I didn't clear up too much on the whole Underworld Society thing, but there's a reason for that so nya! Xp Also I would like to thank Younggryffindor and Samminthemorning very much I love you both so so much. Heatherful I'm glad you lerved it! And thank you so much if you added my story to the alerts or favorites list.