Author's note: I think I'm back on track with this story! I'll update much more frequently.

ElementalKitten: Thanks for the idea! I'll be using it, but in a different way 'cause I want this story to just focus mostly on anime elements. ;)

Chapter 7

Fumu stretched her sore muscles and blinked back painful tears. The day wasn't easy at all and she felt like dropping dead. Not only was there an overbearing amount of work, but there was also that conversation with Kirby. That was what hurt her the most. The thought of being 'just friends' made her heart ache. Fumu's only hope was that Kirby really didn't mean that. He was always one for being shy. However, if friends was really all that there was between them, Fumu didn't know how Kirby would react if she ever told him just how she felt.

"I'm going to have to tell him sooner or later or else I'll tear my hair out." she said to no one in particular. "I just hope he'll feel the same way towards me…"

She laid down and squeezed her eyes shut. Her head hurt terribly and sleep wasn't coming very easily. Just by feeling her head, she knew she had a high temperature. "I sure hope I'm not coming down with anything serious…" she muttered. Recently there was a flu virus spreading in another part of Dreamland. That particular place was rather far away, but that sort of thing did tend to spread quickly. The flu tended to affect Fumu heavily when she was a child and it wasn't much better now that she was coming onto adulthood.

Fumu thought a lot about Kirby and finally fell to sleep, dreaming about what could possibly be her future…

~Meanwhile~

Kirby slowly opened the door to his own little dome-shaped house. He went to bed immediately, not even bothering to wish Tokori 'goodnight'. The star warrior sighed softly, thinking he probably ruined everything. If Fumu actually did have feelings for him, she probably was crushed now. Kirby knew he had to set things straight but it was so difficult.

After tossing and turning for almost an hour, Kirby figured sleeping would be quite the chore. He grabbed his blanket and walked down to the beach. The pink warrior could easily see the night sky from there. Something in stars were very comforting to him.

Kirby sighed again as Fumu took over his thoughts once more. She was always, even from the beginning, his constant companion and guardian. Kirby slowly recollected everything that happened since he landed on Popstar. Fumu was always there. Always calling his Warp Star, always trying to protect him from Dedede's schemes and always telling him when to use his inhaling ability. She always stuck her neck out for him, even in the most dangerous of times.

Kirby knew that she would and always be his one and only love in life. But it was so hard to tell her so. The pink star warrior kicked a rock and clenched his stubs. He was determined not to let his shyness get the better of him.

Looking up and wishing on a star, Kirby went back to bed, promising that tomorrow he'd do a better job.

~Meanwhile~

Customer Service looked down on Popstar with his mystical telescope. He could see Popstar very well with the old relic he was able to save from the destruction of Nightmare's base. It proved very useful, especially for spying,

The corrupted salesman frowned. He had suffered many casualties and wasn't able to recover as well as he hoped. His army was just too small. Rebuilding Nightamare's tremendous army took lots of time, time which he didn't have.

CS knew he needed to find another way to defeat the Dreamlanders. As he glared down to the planet, he spotted Kirby, who was just on his way back to his house. The villain smiled a vicious smile and let out a wicked laugh as an evil idea filled his mind.

"I'll aim for their ringleader of course! Without their 'legendary hero', they won't be able to survive the oncoming onslaught!" The villain smiled triumphantly but that smile soon faded as he wondered how he would be able to defeat Kirby. The salesman looked over his demon beasts. None of them seemed capable of a quick and effective assassination.

"What would Nightmare do at a time like this…I got it!" he exclaimed."I don't necessarily have to kill Kirby, I just have to put him out of commission!" The evil scoundrel walked over to his demon frogs and grasped a purple one.

"Just you wait, Popstar!" he cackled evilly.