Dearest readers. I am afraid my brain isn't working that well for this story as I am writing a new one. This will be the last update THIS YEAR. I HOPE that during my break with no classes and such that I will write several chapters and get back on the ball so nobody has to wait more than 3 days for the next chapters. I am sorry for the inconviniences and such but my mind cant think of Angel the now. In the mean time... I will post a new story (eventually) and you are welcome to read that. Thank you for your patience and I hope that come January 1 2013 I will have the next chapter up.

The door to Boris's room swung open as the two fell into the room, their lips locked. A mix of emotions filled Angel as the two hit the ground, the girl on top. She quickly pulled away and backed off, staring at Boris as if he did a crime. He looked at her confused.

"Cooties…" She mumbled under her breath, touching her lips. Boris instantly remembered how she still believed in cooties and felt like a complete idiot. "Cooties!" she cried out again.

"A-Angel, there is no such thing as cooties." Boris said, trying to comfort her.

"You're lying to me! Mommy said that boys have cooties and mommy wouldn't lie!" She cried out, getting up to storm out of his room. "I hate you Boris! You're so mean!"

"Wait!" Boris yelled, grabbing her arm so she couldn't leave. He thought for a few seconds before getting an idea. "You know, a date requires a kiss. Cooties or no cooties."

"What?!" Angel asked.

"Yeah. So I just had to kiss you." Boris said, lying through his teeth. Although, Angel would never know that.

"You tricked me!" Angel cried. Tears began to pool up in her eyes.

"Crud…" the cat man mumbled before hugging her. "It's okay. I'm sorry."

"Get away from me!" She cried, pushing him away and darting out of his room.

"Well… that ended badly but… I guess it could have gone worse." He mumbled, picking up the stuffed bear that she left behind.

A.N. For those of you who have only read the manga of Hearts and haven't looked up things for the games, Boris has the power to open a door to anywhere he goes. It's quite funny because in Joker when he comes to save Alice from the Jokers he opens the door onto Black's head and- well. You don't need to know the details. Just know that Boris can open any door to any place. Yay~ because then Angel is not dead!

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Running through the park while crying is a bad idea, especially when you have a mind of an 8 year old and can't remember where anything is. Faceless people were on either side of Angel as she ran through the crowds with tears in her eyes. She didn't recognize anybody. Her pace slowed and she grew more scared than upset. She was now completely and utterly lost. The Ferris wheel towered high above her. It still seemed to not be working. Several people were gathered at the bottom of the large machine, fixing it.

"I think that should do it!" A man yelled as he slid out of a cavity under the ride. He handed one of the other workers his wrench before coming completely out. His white, tank top undershirt was stained with oil and grease. He pushed the oval glasses up farther on his face before sighing. "Try it now!" he called out to the operator. The faceless man who was operating the machine pushed the button and the wheel began to turn. He gave a thumbs up.

"Great job, boss! You fixed it once again."

"It wasn't that hard." Gowland chuckled. "I had seen it in worse shape. Last time it took several hours to get it working." He used a handkerchief to wipe off any oil off of his hands.

"Gowland!" Angel shouted before tackling him in a hug from behind. She slightly sobbed into his back.

"What the-…? Angel?" He asked.

"G-Gowland! I was s-so scared," She cried.

"How about you let me go so we can talk about it?" Gowland suggested. Her grip slightly tightened, not wanting to let him go. "I won't go nowhere, I swear." After a few moments the girl let go letting the older gentleman turn to look at her. "Aw, sweet pea. Why are you cryin?"

"B-B-Boris was m-mean to m-m-me." The blond sniffled. Gowland wanted to hug her but forced himself not to. He was covered in the grease from the gears.

"I'm sorry darlin'. Is there anything I can do?"

"H-he gave me cooties…"

"Cooties?" the amusement park owner asked. "Here let me check something…" he then gently placed the inside of his wrist against her forehead. After a few moments he pulled it away. "Nope. You're healthy. But next time maybe you should stay away from that cat. Now… What are you doin here in the middle of the night? Won't your father be worried?"

"Um…. Y-yes…" she quietly admitted. Gowland laughed loudly.

"Well then. You can stay the night here. And you can blame me for staying out so late." He said, winking. Angel smiled slightly as she let Gowland lead her away.

~x~x~x~

"This will be your room." Gowland pushed open a door to reveal a colorful room. It was like any other guest bedroom except for the bright, nearly blinding colors. "If you need me, my room is down the hall on the right." He stated, pointing down the hallway. He looked down at himself. "Now… if you don't mind, I really need a shower." He chuckled nervously before turning on his heel and heading off to his own room.

"T-thank you Gowland!" Angel called out before he disappeared into his chambers.

"Not a problem, sweetie." He smiled before entering the room, out of Angel's sights. She walked back to the large bed, sky blue in color. She sat down on the comfy bed, unsure of herself. She does not like to sleep alone, but would Gowland be angry if she wanted to sleep with him? No, Gowland was a nice man, right? He was letting her stay there for the night, why bother him? But it's scary…

~x~x~x~

After a long, hard, and unfortunately sweaty day out in the summer sun, Gowland was glad to get a shower. He hummed to himself as he braided his hair once more. He wore his pajama bottoms with no top since lately it has been hot at night too. Once he finished redoing his hair he only wanted to go to bed. He was absolutely exhausted. Unfortunately when he left the bathroom to his room he found his bed was not vacant.

"Angel?" He asked, looking at the girl.

"Gowland, can I sleep with you?" She asked, hesitantly. She hugged her pillow closer to her body. "I don't like sleeping alone…"

"I… I don't know if that's a good idea." He muttered, looking away. She was so cute when she was sad.

"P-please?" She asked, looking up at him. Her eyes were filled with tears. There was no possible way anybody could ever say no.

Thank you for reading and I hope you read my next chapters next year. (if you dont understand please read the top note)