Kukai POV

"Are you going to sit with your friends?" she asked.

"Nope. Are you going to come down from there?"

"Nope."

It was lunch, and we were outside. I was looking up at Utau, who was sitting in a tree again.

"Why do you like sitting up there anyway?" I asked her.

I saw her shrug. "Comes with the territory I guess. Some Demons like wide open places, some like high places, some like small places…you get it."

"And you like high places?"

"Yeah, I'm claustrophobic," she jumped down and landed beside me.

"You still need to explain something about last night," I said, laying out on the grass. It was so hot out. Utau sat down beside me.

"Like what?"

"The memory thing, Hello! You said you explain and you forget?" I shook my head.

"I have a lot on my mind so shut it," She snapped. I held up my hands as if I was surrendering. "Sorry, sorry, forgot," I tried not to smile.

She sighed. "I'm just not used to feeling…emotions, it's annoying," she muttered.

"Aw, you don't mean that," I said, brushing some hair away from her face, making her blush. Yes, I like her, happy Nadeshiko? I thought.

"Whatever. Anyway, it's too long to explain, but when I was transformed to what I am my human memories disappeared and now there returning."

"Well, what memories do you have?" I was curious ok? You would be too!

"I loved to sing," she said quietly. Her violet eyes seemed to glow with some emotion. "I remember telling my mother how I wanted to be a singer, to make people happy. I think I used to live by the Ocean because I was always on a sort of balcony, starring at it. But I shouldn't be remembering all this."

"Because your memories were supposed to be gone?"

"There's that, and the book Ikuto used was only supposed to bring back emotions, not the memories."

"Book?"

"Souko specialized in spells. Apparently she left some of her books to Ikuto." she winced, bring her hand to her head.

"What's wrong?" I frowned.

"Flashes…of things. They hurt for some reason," She shook her head as though trying to clear it.

Hurt…

"Hey, can I ask you somethin?"

"Just did idiot," She rolled her eyes. I ignored that.

"When Haru got hurt the other day, you reacted really weird about her blood. Why's that?"

Right away I knew I shouldn't of asked. Utau's body became still, confusion appeared in her eyes, as well as the dark from before.

"Ah, forget," I said, standing. I held my hand out to her, to help her up. "Come on, class will start soon."

Utau stared my hand for a moment before taking, a light blush on her cheeks.

"Tsukiyomi! Souma!"

We turned and saw the music teacher DeeDee Sensei running towards us.

"What is it DeeDee-Sensei?" I asked. Utau looked pointedly away. Guess she still doesn't like talking to people. Besides me of course. The thought of that made me grin.

"Well, I kinda have a favour to ask," she said. "Ah screw it, I'm a teacher I don't need to ask you for a favour. You and Tsukiyomi here have to go to the Day Care down the street and also help out with the schools festival next week," she smirked at our expressions.

"What! I don't even like little kids!" Utau exclaimed, but I saw confusion in her eyes. She probably couldn't remember if she did or not.

"Sure DeeDee-Sensei," I said, trying not to react to Utau's glare. Again, If looks could kill…

"Thank you Souma. Tsukiyomi keep muttering and I'll give you detention."

"You know, you could just erase her memory about asking you to help," I said after the crazy teacher left.

"I know, but it's to much of a hassle," Utau sighed. "I erase this memory, then I have to replace it with something else, too much work,"

Utau POV

We walked back to class together but I was distracted. Kukai seemed to notice because he asked, "Hey, somethin on your mind?"

"Just trying to figure out where I'm sleeping tonight." I said.

"Wha-what do you meant, 'Trying to figure out'?" he stopped, grabbing my hand so I had to also.

"I haven't been home since the night I told you the about me, and that was the first I was there since three days before that."

"What? Why?"

"I needed space, so I left. I only returned to change clothes and left before the knew I was even there."

"And the second time?"

"We got into a fight."

"About?"

"You talk to much!" I glared at him but of course he just laughed. Normally you don't laugh when a demon glares at you because you pissed her off. "Souma, I swear if you keep pissing me off I'll-"

I broke off as his fingers gently stroked my cheek.

"You'll do what again?" he said, a cheeky smile on his face at me reaction.

I felt my cheeks heat up again like when he was brushing my hair away but this time they felt hotter. His face got closer to mine and before I could react he was kissing me.

It was a short kiss, mostly because I pulled away after a few seconds.

"You're so cute when your embarrassed, you blush so much," he laughed.

"Shut up Souma," I muttered, walking away.

"…still calls me by my last name," I heard him mutter but didn't comment.

When we go to the class room the teacher wasn't there even though we were five minutes late.

"Hey Utau, how old are you anyway?"

"Sixteen," I said, raising an eyebrow. Why was he asking me this?

"I meant your real age." He said quietly so no one would hear.

"Why does it matter?" I frowned.

"Curious."

"Curiosity killed the cat."

"But satisfaction brought it back." He grinned cheekily. I rolled my eyes.

"Ikuto thinks I'm about 167 years old, give or take." I said, looking around to make sure no one was listening to us.

"Thinks?"

"I don't know how old I was when I was Changed. Goes back to the memory thing…" my voice trailed off as I looked out the window. Even though my memories were slowly coming back that's one of the main things I don't remember. The age that I was force fed Demon Blood, who my real parents were, the only memory I have of my mother being unclear.

Something moved outside, in the trees. My eyes narrowed. What was that?

"Wow, that's brave of you Tsukiyomi-San."

I looked up to see everyone starring at me. "What is?"

"Souma-Kun said you were going to sing at the Festival," That Fujisaki guy said.

I looked at him . Then glared at Kukai. I was going to kill him and by the looks of it, he knew it too.

I sighed and quickly composed myself. "How is that brave? I love to sing so why not do it?" I said. It's was a lie and the truth. I twisted my word, I loved to sing, but not anymore.

"Who are you?"

"I'm your new Master."

"What-" everything went black.

Kukai POV

I was hiding in a bush, just outside the school doors. It's been two hours since school ended, and I was still hiding. I'm such a wimp.

"What are you doing?" a tiny voice asked.

"Hiding from Utau, now be quiet Eru, you'll give me away." I said. "Eru?"

"And Iru," the Devil said, flying beside the Angel. "Good luck loser, she sent us to find you, you're in so much trouble," she snickered.

"I figured," I muttered. "But how can she find me?"

"Were here, and Utau-Chan can always sense where we are, and vice versa," Eru said.

"So if you weren't here, so wouldn't know where I was?" I asked.

"Correct," Eru said.

"Why do you asked?" Iru said suspiciously.

"No reason," I shrugged. But then when they weren't looking I grabbed them and, remembering all the horrible base ball practices my brother made me do, threw them as hard as I could and ran in the opposite direction…

Only to crash into the person I was hiding from.

"Ah, there you are Souma," was there really a red aura surrounding her, or was I imagining it?

"Oh, hi Utau, I was just-"

"SIT!" she yelled. I sat down.

"Now, explain."

"Well, I figured that if you sang, it might help you remember some stuff, since you said you used to love to sing," the look on her face told me she hadn't thought about that.

"I guess your right," she said, sitting on the grass. She looked at me with curious eyes. "I thought you weren't that smart, guess I was wrong."

"Thanks, I think," I sat beside her.

"Hey, Utau," I asked after we fell silent for a few minutes.

"What was it like when you were…transformed?"