I hope you enjoy this because it took me forever to write, here you go!

Eashinzui's POV

"Who are you?!" I shouted, running after her. I caught up with her after what seemed like hours and made a grab for her cloak, causing it to fall. I was awestruck at how beautiful this lady that stood before me was. She was several inches shorter than me, with as slender figure and long, dark brown hair, garbed in blue. But all what I really noticed were her eyes, they were deep oceans of blue that I could almost literally feel myself drowning in. I could hardly breathe. "Who are you?" I managed to finally say, my voice oddly soft.

"Katara." She whispered, vanishing into the mist.

"AK!" I once again gasped as I shot up in bed, her name still ringing in my ears. "Katara?" I whispered almost inaudibly to myself. "THAT was Katara?" I asked myself in wonderment, still in hushed tones.

"Had the dream again?" I heard Kakimikoto ask, I looked up and saw him sitting across from me.

"Yeah. It was… weird." I said, while scratching my head.

"When is it not?" he asked, eyebrow raised.

"No, I mean, weirder than usual. I… saw the lady in the cloak." I said, my eyebrows furrowed together, signifying that I was half in my thoughts.

"Really? Who is she?" he asked.

"She said she was Katara." I responded.

"She did? Do you believe it was her?" he asked, curious as to what I thought for once.

"I don't know, but she was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." I said, coming out of my thoughts, sort of.

"I shouldn't have asked." he said.

"Why?" I asked

"Because now you've got this idiotic look on your face, like your, I dunno, constipated or something." he said while scratching the back of his head.

"…oh." I said, my face burning with what I thought was a blush. "You suck."

"Yeah, you've said that before, an your entitled to your own opinion, even if it's wrong." he said, smirking.

"Shut up!"

A few days later, still Eashinzui's POV

"Alright, let's get going people!" Sokonukehara exclaimed, wanting to get to the market, so he could buy something to eat.

"Yeah, let's go, I'm starving!" Kosha exclaimed, her stomach growling as if to prove her point.

"Fine, let's go." I said, getting up from my spot on the ground.

"You coming, Princess?" Kosha asked Kakimikoto, causing him to scowl.

"Yes I am, and don't call me that!" he snapped at her and got up off of the ground.

"Geez, sorry Princess, didn't realize you were still PMSing!" she said, causing his scowl to deepen.

"I'm not- oh forget it!" he exclaimed, stomping off ahead of us. A second later, I could have sworn I saw Kosha and Sokonukehara high-five each other, but it was probably just my imagination.

I slapped my forehead and dragged it down my face. "Today is going to be a long day, a VERY long day." I muttered to myself, hurrying to catch up to my friends.

Tsukikage's POV

"What type of meat do you want?" I asked Kurumaisu, who was to my left.

"Well, what can we afford?" he asked in mild curiosity.

I laughed, "Well, we can afford all of these types, but the amount of meat we get will vary." I said to him. He slapped his forehead.

"Okay then, what can we get the most of?" he asked in an annoyed tone.

"Turkey-chicken." I stated in a bored tone.

"And what else?" he asked, giving a disgusted look. He hated turkey-chicken. It suddenly reminded me of the day I first met him.

FLASHBACK!

I was walking along the street, clad in orange and yellow, instead of my usual blue, so as to not be thought of as a tourist. I was, obviously, in air territory, and I had to restock my food supplies. As I said before, I was walking along, minding my own business, trying to find a place where they sold quality fruits and vegetables. I heard what sounded like shouting and mean laughter coming from somewhere ahead of me. Knowing I should mind my own business, I tried to ignore it, but my curiosity got the better of me.

So, I followed the noise. I went forward a few streets and then turned a corner. What I saw and heard made my blood boil. A bunch of kids, around the age of nine, had ganged up on another kid, around there age, and were making fun of him, purely because he was confined to a wheel chair! I cleared my throat and they turned there heads to look at me. "What do you want, lady?" One of them asked in an annoyed tone.

"I would like for you to stop making fun of this kid, even though he's confined to a wheelchair, you should still realize that he does have feelings! How would you like it if someone made fun of you for being, I don't know, short?" I asked in a scolding tone. What surprised me the most was that he ran off crying, his friends running after him. Once they had left I turned to the kid and bent down, so we were eyelevel.

"Are you okay?" I asked him, concerned,

"Yes, thank you. You didn't have to do that though, they make fun of me all the time." he said, and I for one, was shocked. Why hadn't anyone stopped those kids before? When I voiced my question, his response was: "No one believes me, except for my dad." I looked at him and had an idea.

"Hey, how about you tag along with me while I shop, I could use the company." I said, and his face instantly brightened.

"You'd let me come with you?!" he said excitedly.

"Sure, why would I ask if I didn't want you to tag along?" I asked, flashing him a smile.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" he said excitedly.

"So, what's your name?" I asked him.

"Kurumaisu." he said excitedly, and I silently wondered how anyone could have that much energy. "What's yours?" he asked.

"Ka-Tsukikage." I said quickly. I started walking, and he followed. We shopped for around two hours, during which this hyper kid had somehow grown on me. I learned a lot about him, seeing as he was extremely talkative. I learned things ranging from little stuff, like what his favorite color was, to huge secrets of his like how he wound up in his wheelchair.

"What meat do you think I should get? Turkey-chicken?" I asked, I had been asking him his opinion on what I should get, that way he wouldn't feel left out.

"Eww, gross, no! I hate turkey-chicken!" he exclaimed, his face scrunching up in disgust.

"Well, you may not like it, but you're not the on who's going to eat it!" I said, laughing.

"Alright, fine then, buy the gross turkey-chicken!" he said, crossing his arms, and sticking his tongue out at me. Then, after a few seconds we both started to laugh. "But, seriously, how can you eat that stuff, it's so gross?!" he asked.

"Because some people actually happen to like turkey-chicken! But, I'm not one of those people, I just get what's cheapest." I said, laughing. I turned and bought the 'dreaded' turkey-chicken, then turned back to Kurumaisu and said: "Alright, I've gotten everything on my list. Thank yo-" I was cut off by something that surprised me greatly.

"There she is mommy! There's the lady that called me short!" I heard a high pitched voice say from behind me, I turned around.

"You, who do you think you are, calling my son short?"

"Ma'am, I was only-" I said, trying to get a word in.

"You're making fun of a nine year old boy! You should be ashamed of yourself!"

"Ma'am, if you would just listen, I would explain wha-"

"What is going on here?" I heard coming from my right. The angry mother and I stopped arguing - if it could be called that - and turned to see who had interrupted us. The person who had interrupted us was a middle-aged man, with black hair and a matching beard and mustache combo. He was about my height.

"Dad!" I heard Kurumaisu call from beside me, I blinked.

"You're Kurumaisu's father?" I asked him.

"Why, yes, I am Kurumaisu's father. May I ask how you know my son and what's going on here?" he inquired. Kurumaisu rolled foreward.

"She stood up for me, dad!" he exclaimed.

"Oh, really? Well then, thank you, no one's bothered to stand up for my son. They always take there kids sides without hearing Kurumaisu's side of the story first."

"But, but, she made fun of my kid!" the angered parent that had been shouting at me earlier exclaimed in outrage.

"I'm sorry ma'am, but if you had just given me a chance to speak, I would have told you what really happened. You see, I found your son and some of his friends making fun of Kurumaisu and-"

"See, I told ya they were making fun of me!" Kurumaisu cut me off.

"Kurumaisu, let her talk." he said in a reprimanding tone. "Sorry, miss, please continue." he urged me to continue.

"It's alright, now, where was I? Oh, yes, they were making fun of Kurumaisu, and I asked them to stop and then proceeded to ask them how they would like it if somebody made fun of them for being different. I had no idea that your son was sensitive about his height, or I wouldn't have used it as an example. I never meant to hurt any ones feelings." I said.

"Well then, I must find someway to thank you for your kindness towards my son." Kurumaisu's father said.

"How 'bout we invite her to dinner, dad?" Kurumaisu suggested.

"A splendid idea, son. You must join us for dinner, miss…?" he said trailing off.

"Tsukikage, and I wouldn't want to impose." I said.

"No, I insist, and you won't be imposing at all! We have plenty, and besides, the more the merrier!" he said, and I finally gave in.

"…Alright, I suppose I could eat dinner with you." I agreed. I was apprehensive, though, because I wasn't really used to being around people. We walked back to there house, where I saw many designs for new inventions on almost all of the wall. Dinner was wonderful, in fact it was one of the best meals I'd had in a long time. I told them different things about myself, careful not to reveal to much, and, in turn, learned a lot more about them. I spent a good many hours there, just talking to these new friends I made. I looked outside and found it was getting late.

"Well, I've got to go, I've got a long way to travel in the morning." I said, standing up from my chair.

"What, you're leaving?! Then I'm not gonna see you again?!" he asked me.

"I'll try and visit as much as I can." I told him.

"But you can't go, you're my only friend!" he said, starting to cry. I was feeling guilty, because I couldn't stay. I went over to him and hugged him.

"Excuse me, Tsukikage, may I speak with you for a minute, please?" he asked, I nodded and got up to follow him, but not before telling Kurumaisu I would be back. We walked into the hallway. "I don't know how to ask this, but, I was wondering, would you be willing to take my son with you?" he asked, I just stared at him in shock. "I mean, he seems to really like you, and he has no friends here. He's made fun of nearly everyday, and I can't just go with him wherever he goes to make sure that doesn't happen, I have to work. He can't stay cooped up in here all the time, it would be bad for his health. You seem like a genuinely kind-hearted person, and I believe that it would be good for him to travel the world, experience new things, and have a friend. You are after all, his only friend, and I haven't seen him this happy in a long time. So, would you at least consider it?" he finished. I made up my mind right then and there.

"I would be happy to have him tag along with me." I told him.

"Oh, thank you." he said, gratitude written all over his face.

"But, you do realize that you won't have any contact with him for very long periods of time, possibly even years?" I asked him.

"Yes, I do realize that, but I want what is best for my son, and right now, letting him go with you seem like the best thing to do.." he said. "Now who should tell him?" he asked me.

"You're his father, I think you should" I told him, we walked back into the room. Kurumaisu seemed to have calmed down a lot.

"Kurumaisu, how would you like it if I were to let you travel with Tsukikage." he asked.

"What? You mean I get to go with her?!" he shouted and wheeled over to his dad.

"Yes, but you have to promise me that you'll visit every so often." he said with a small smile on his face.

"I promise dad! Do ya here that Tsukikage, I get to go with you?!" he exclaimed excitedly.

Kurumaisu has been with me ever since, the last time he saw his father he was thirteen. I think we aught to pay him a visit sometime soon.

END FLASHBACK!

"-Ello? Hello? Earth to Tsukikage!" he said, waving a hand in front of my face.

"Huh? Wha- OH!" I said coming back to my senses. "What were we talking about?" I asked him, feeling a little guilty for spacing out for so long.

"You were about to tell me what other types of meat we could buy. But, are you alright?" he said, looking a little concerned.

"Oh! Well, we could spring for the bacon-steak, and, yes, I'm fine." I said brushing it off.

"That sounds good, but are you sure your okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, I was just thinking." I said before paying for the meat and walking off.

"Hey, wait up!" he said, hurrying to catch up to me.

Eashinzui's POV

"Hey, what type of meat should we get?" Sokonukehara asked everyone as we all walked down the street.

"Turkey-chicken!" Kosha exclaimed.

"No, we should get bacon-steak!" Kakimikoto argued. I was about to say something to get them to stop argueing, when something caught my eye. I turned and froze in shock.

"Eashinzui? Eashinzui?" Sokonukehara said while waving his hand in front of my face, snapping me out of my shock.

"Wha?" I asked, dumbly

"You spaced out, you okay?" Kakimikoto asked me.

"Yeah, I just had a thought." I said.

"What?" Kosha asked me.

"Maybe we should stay here for a few extra days, I have a good feeling about this place." I said and they just shrugged. That wasn't the only reason that I wanted to stay, the other reason was what I saw that stopped me in my tracks earlier. What I saw, …was her.

Tsukikage's POV

I sat down in front of the fire, grabbed the bacon-steak off the fire, and set it on the plate to cool. "Hey, Tsukikage, what were you thinking about earlier?" he asked, I was shocked, seeing as I had forgotten all about it.

"Uh, I was thinking about when we met, how hyper you were." I told him.

"Oh, yeah, we have to visit my dad sometime soon." he said, smiling at the memory. I noticed that my meat was done, so I picked it up an took a bite. When I looked up, he was frowning. "I just noticed something." he said, a deep frown etched in his brow.

"Yeah, what?" I asked, curious.

"Well, first, answer me this." he said.

"Yeah, sure, anything." I sad, and then took another bite.

"Why haven't you aged?"

I can literally feel my brain turning to goo. I don't think I will EVER write this much again at one time in my life! I hope you enjoyed it!