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Okay, I'll stop now. Let's go see last chapter's review!

Madness-Is-Insanity -"Yay thank you for the awesome update. I am happy that I finally know what flames they have."

My response: Thank you for your review. Hehe, these are just two of them. There are seven total, more to be revealed later.

Prince -"How the hell did i get the right answer with the wrong conclusion...? Well, whatever. I wonder if Elias is a Hurricane or a Tornado, then. She sure is a force to be reckoned with.

xD I hope whatever song it was that was in Natsu's head plagues Chiyo forever. :9"

My response: I dunno, coincidence? I know you all do, especially after this chapter when the music is actually revealed. Elias being Hurricane/Tornado? You know what, it was not Elias that was going to have that power (but you got the name right) but after seeing your response I was like: That actually makes sense... So I give you the kudos for naming Elias ability!

The other character had a more fiery personality anyway so if I switch the names it won't matter in the long run.

Storm's Flames:

Natsushi - Temporale flames; Thunderstorm

Chiyo - Tempesta di Sabbia; Sandstorm

Elias - Uragano; Hurricane

When I woke up the next morning I felt different. Lighter...

My guess was that I wasn't burdened down by my lack of understanding as to why people reacted the way they did around me. To most others, I must've been like a reminder of past mistakes or of a lost chance to live out a life.

But not anymore. Oh no, I would show them. I was not like the others, I would not bow down to those who did not deserve my respect or power. Names or titles didn't matter at all, unless you showed you deserved such a thing.

So when I woke up that morning, I sighed and smiled at Takeshi when he came down from his bed to wake me up and greet me with a smiley good-morning face. And then I, in turn, went to wake Chiyo up— because God forbid, Takeshi trying to wake Chiyo up? I'm still trying to understand how she managed to punch a hole through the wall with a pillow.

Those two never cease to amaze me.

So, I knocked on the door— out of habit and not need, since she slept like a log— and entered the messy bedroom belonging to the only other female in the Yamamoto household. Honestly, it felt like entering the habitat of an endangered species. You had to be quiet and very careful where you placed your feet, because one wrong move and you'd have a very annoyed reptile and your worst nightmare incarnated ready to pounce on you due to their sleep being disturbed.

Seriously, if this was what it was like when I came to wake her up on mornings where we could spend the morning lazing around the house like a couple of unemployed nobodies, what will it be like when we gotta leave the house early and go to a building filled with annoying snotty kids?

...

Oh, God no... Please have mercy on me...

I swallowed and proceeded to nudge Chiyo, very gently, in an attempt to wake her up. No response.

I hated this. I nudged her harder. Still no response. Finally after three more attempts and no signs that she was going to wake up, I sighed one last time and tried to plow a straight getaway path to the wide open door.

I picked up a fallen pillow and after mentally counting to three to gain more courage (or insanity...) I threw the pillow with enough force to make the sleeping beauty jerk, startled awake, and made a run for it.

To my sore ego, I managed to reach the kitchen before Chiyo caught up to me and showed me several reasons as to why it was best to never disturb her sleep. I ate breakfast with a bruised arm and a bump on my head, while Father and Mother looked a little too amused for my taste. Why would they find this amusing? This is a red alert, if you ever needed one, to show people that you should never get close to dangerous animals.

I look to my side to see Seth's eyes bearing straight into mine. A sliver of ice cold trepidation made me turn my head back to Takeshi and instead try and focus on the conversation he was having with Mother.

Something about an amusement park opening somewhere this year. Not interesting.

I let my attention fade to wondering, and simply ate my breakfast quietly.

That afternoon, when Mama was busy and Takeshi was out of the house, Elias came by. And I proceeded to tell Chiyo and her what Father had told me last night. In hindsight, telling Chiyo I ventured alone and without her at night was not the best of choices and Elias realization that I could easily move undetected at night made me face the wrath of a concerned seven year old.

Though their reactions to the actual information went from concerned for me to angered for me. Because Elias reasoned that if we were ever found, the first one they would go after was me. Then Elias laughed and said that they might as well come, because we'd kick ass.

I sweat dropped at Chiyo who, for the first time, agreed with something Elias had said.

Seemed like everything would be alright. For now.

"But Natsu... If there are seven of us... Where are the others?" Elias asks.

"Dunno." I answer. I hadn't actually thought about that. They could be in Japan or they could be spread all over the world by now. They could even not know they are different from other people.

How would we know who they are or how to gather them?

Granted, perhaps placing all the Storms together would just be painting a giant red target on our backs but... What if Vongola found the others first?

"Maybe they might just come looking for us?" Elias suggests.

Both Chiyo and I look at her incredulously.

"Elias, as if that would ever happen!" Both Chiyo and I exclaimed.

A flash of lightning cut through the sky. Both Chiyo and I jumped but what made us frightful was the expression on Elias' face.

"Never tempt fate. If I am right, and the others just appear by themselves, you guys are wearing ribbons in your hair for a week!" Elias states.

Chiyo and I turn to stone in our seats. We had just made a deal with a Devil.

So that small flash of lighting turned into a storm, and now Elias was sleeping over (you can imagine the face Takeshi made when Mama told him) because apparently she needed to comfort Chiyo and my sleeping in Chiyo's bed (like I hadn't done so for two years straight) was unacceptable. You can imagine my face when she said this.

So, if I was a baby pooping in diapers it was alright but now that I wasn't anymore it became something taboo? C'mon, Elias, try harder next time. Your excuse making is only slightly better than a guilty dog. That is to say, no one believes it. Though, Mama let her stay anyway.

Guess she was hoping that Chiyo would have more female influences in her life, and I (while looking like a girl) was proof that she spent more time with guys than girls. I would have laughed when Mama revealed she had thought of making Chiyo attend some dance classes so she could be more open towards her gender. Key words: Would have; hadn't Chiyo been behind me with a hand deceptively calmed and relaxed on my shoulder.

I was still not suicidal enough to laugh at Chiyo.

Anyway, that night was interesting to say the least. Chiyo, Elias and I played some of the games Mama had showed us, and Elias taught us a few more (I admit it was silly of me to try and speak swedish with no prior education) and when Father came to tell us to go to bed he had a goofy smile on his face. But that might've been because, somehow, the girls got me into a dress and were role playing me as their queen.

'Because I was their Temporale,' that was their excuse.

Really? There was the costume of a king or prince right there but you had to dress me up as a queen?

I sighed and left them to their antics, asking Father to help me out of the damned thing. I would never live this one down...

January passed rather quickly after that. Takeshi resumed his baseball club practices and was ecstatic at the chance to belong to an actual baseball team once he started primary school. Elias had a few more sleepovers that month and she brought over her Grandma once.

Why? Her Grandma recognized the story I was hearing in my dreams as the french song called 'À la claire fontaine'. And she even brought me a tape that had the song sung on it.

Chiyo was left to play by herself that day.

I honestly spend that day on autopilot because my mind was elsewhere. As soon as the first chord of the song began the blackness that first appeared during Elias recital encroached upon my sight.

And when it vanished, I was left with the vision of a beautiful young girl sitting on a garden bench reading a book. She couldn't be any older than thirteen years old, her long pink hair had curls in it and cascaded down from her shoulders. Her skin was rosy and her eyes looked amused when she looked at me.

Well, not 'me' but whoever's eyes I was seeing through. She raised a white gloved hand and motioned me to come closer.

Her white dress was fluttering slightly in the wind and a white laced headband was on her head with a flower tucked between her ear and the headband. A beautiful red rose. Her shoes were a dark brown and she had white socks on under them. The dress ended slightly above her knees, revealing a scratch and a bruise on one of them.

Whoever she was motioning towards walked to her, a happy skip in their step. And as soon as the person reached her, a hand held out for her to hold, I could hear the person start to hum the same song as in my dreams.

The girl held the hand and faster than she could stop it, they were dancing. Or twirling round and round in this marvelous garden, the summer weather made the air warm and the fresh breeze made the leaves on the trees rustle. Flowers of all colors seemed to bloom brighter around the pair as they continued to twirl around.

"Perché sempre cantare la stessa canzone?" (Why do you always sing the same song?) The girl asks. Her voices is like singing birds, chirping, happy and amused. Free...

"Perché è mia canzone." (Because it's my song.) A voice answers. This one is light hearted and soft, a boy who still has not reached a more mature age.

His answer brings a smile to the girl's face. She laughs and then she starts singing.

"À la claire fontaine,

M'en allant promener" She sings, her voice is so warm.

The world around me shimmers.

"J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle

Que je m'y suis baigné" The boy continues, his speech is much more precise than that of the girl. His voice is happy, grateful and so loving.

"Il y a longtemps que je t'aime. Jamais je ne t'oublierai." They both finish.

And they laugh and continue to twirl around, their laughter continues and echoes, the same as those last words.

And as the light starts to fade again, I barely notice as more people, start to walk towards the pair. Laughing and smiling and talking happily.

Between the soft echoes of their singing and laughter, somewhere along their twirls and dance steps, I was lulled to sleep. My eyes once again opened, this time to the afternoon sky, I was laying on the floor of the playroom. A sound to my right made me turn my head.

Chiyo was playing with some lego blocks at the table. And with my position from the floor, with the light making my sight awful, I vaguely recognize an outline around Chiyo. Almost like a shadow, the figure of the same pink haired girl smiles back at me.

"Are you awake now, Natsu?" A voice startles me.

I look down from the vanishing figure to Chiyo's slightly smiling face. Which quickly turns to confusion when I jump up and press the restart button on the plastic radio player thingy so it would restart playing the song.

And just as the first chords started playing I made Chiyo stand up and twirl around as well. She was really confused but she must've seen something on my face because she let me continue pulling her around.

My eyes turned from their normal sea colored blue into a warm and distant orange for a moment, before settling again. While Chiyo's turned dark blue and then settled for a pink-purple gaze. Which vanished as soon as the song ended. Returning to their simply bright pink color.

And I smiled at her, letting the figure shimmer out of sight, hopefully content that I had not forgotten.

Neh, Chiyo...

This is not the first time we have met, is it?

February came in and out of the window faster than I could notice. The weather was calming down from cold to mildly humid. We could see the first buds of leaves and flowers appear meaning spring was bound to be around the corner.

I did notice that Chiyo was looking confusedly at me whenever I sat by her with a goofy smile on my face, humming the song over and over again. Recalling that vision or dream that now lulled me to sleep as soon as I layed in bed.

Takeshi found it funny at first and even engaged in twirling around the room attached to either Chiyo or Mama's legs but I'm sure he didn't realize half the reason as to why it made me feel so happy. Honestly it felt as if I had discovered something about me that I had forgotten for a moment there. But that brought up the question: What exactly was I forgetting?

Tried as I might I never got past the first memory of opening my eyes to gaze at Mother, and then at Chiyo. But any further than that was blurred. I vaguely recalled hearing a voice, and speaking to someone but it's all mixed in a great blob on nonsensical things.

So, I tried a different approach. I tried to recall those strange voices instead. The faded echoes that once pursued me in my dreams. The nightmares and distorted memories that, honestly, simply didn't fit this life. For example...

Who was A?

I seemed to remember things about him, or was it a her?

A her? But that's just... weird. I'm a boy, not a girl. And seeing Chiyo, I can be certain of that fact, even if my looks could definitely pass off as female looking. I was so going to kick the gene pool for making me look more like Mama than Father. I was going to be as tall as Takeshi, but was stuck with more softer features and light completion. Though my skin was still slightly tanned, just a tad lighter than Father's.

My hair was messy, a rat's nest when I had enough hair for that, but still easy to comb and to style. And I had a preference for longer than average hair. All in all, I was confused and suspicious.

And how I dealt with my confusion?

I ignored it. Sooner or later I would find out, probably, so there was no need for me to worry about it.

Besides, what's the worst it could be?

A chill scrawled down my back. I may have jinxed myself...

As I was saying, time was speeding up. February and March became the time for spring cleaning, throwing away old things and buying new ones, and one of these new things happened to be two smocks with name tags and a pair of identical yellow hats. A lot of new bags (because in Preschool you had to have a bag for everything) and Takeshi got a new uniform.

I had to admit seeing Takeshi wearing a pair of black shorts with suspenders and a cute little white shirt with a tie and a slightly over-sized black jacket made me squeal. And the little black shoes and incredulous expression on his face had nothing to do with it.

He got the black hardcover backpack he had been begging for for ages, and spent the rest of the afternoon customizing everything with baseball stickers and charms. Chiyo and I, however, were more interested in seeing Mama stitch our names to our respective hats and then attach a tag with our name to all of our belongings. This time Chiyo's also had sushi rolls on it.

And we got to pick a mascot of sorts to hang on our backpack (the ones we used in the hospital) so it would be easier to identify. And that was how Chiyo ended up with a white serpent charm and me with a cute fox one.

I swear I've acquired a new passion for foxes. They are so cute!

...

You did not just read that.

I repeat. You did not just read me saying the word even Chiyo has a vengeance against.

Elias stopped by to give us a preview of her second year uniform, apparently in her school, you got a new sakura petal on the school emblem (which had a leafless tree) so when you finished primary school you could show off your sakura tree. And her's already had a second petal. Her uniform wasn't very different from Takeshi's, except hers was a skirt instead of shorts and her shirt was a blouse, it also had knee-length socks but the shoes were the same.

And she had a red backpack with a sun and flowers and bees decorating it. Yeah, Elias was a very spring loving person.

Oh, and I almost forgot. Grandma Falk— Elias was starting to elbow us if we did not call her Grandma, well... Grandma too— had managed to get us a teacher (or teachers, I didn't quite catch that) to teach us how to play our instruments. And by our instruments, I refer to the pint sized harp and cello that Dr. Einar Falk gifted as a spring gift. Such a thing doesn't even exist...

But I wasn't going to refuse Elias, I value my life, and Chiyo had hearts in her eyes when she caught sight of the harp.

Who was going to tear those two apart? Not me, that was for sure.

So now, after preschool, which ended just before lunch, Grandma would pick us up and feed us and then take us to our new music lessons. Wow, our schedule was getting full. Not that I minded it too much, I was sure I had finished each puzzle thrice blindfolded as I already knew the shapes of each piece.

Now we just had to wait for April to arrive. Speaking of April, it would be Father and Takeshi's birthday. I needed to get a gift for them.

I laughed as I remember Father's face when I 'reenacted' the role of a sushi-maker.

Okay, shorter chapter than the last but this one was more focused on delayed plot points than actual month narrations.

So, we are down to the beginning of April, then May, June and July. Before then I will start slowly with August and then Finale of Part I. I honestly need to do this to remember where I'm at. I need to start making serious notes, I'm starting to use Paint for drawing timelines...

Alright, let's start with the translations first.

The song À la claire fontaine is one of my favorites, and if you hear the Painted Veil version, it's beautiful.

I copied the first section of the song:

À la claire fontaine, (At the clear fountain,)

M'en allant promener (While I was strolling by,)

J'ai trouvé l'eau si belle (I found the water so nice)

Que je m'y suis baigné (That I went in to bathe.)

Il y a longtemps que je t'aime (So long I've been loving you,)

Jamais je ne t'oublierai (I will never forget you.)

While the song has more romantic appropriate meanings I'm not so sure if I want that. Yes, I let you all get this cute moment of fluff and to let you all Natsu/Chiyo shippers have a cookie, but I'm not particular fond of that pairing. But meh, it serves it's purpose later on so let your dreams run wild for a while longer is no problem.

I actually have a special pairing myself but since I actually didn't recognize it as cute before I ended up casting him as love interest of another character. Huh... so much potential. But I also like to give you the chance to create variations on the plot line, so this was the result. And I'll admit, the past versions are one heck of a cute pairing.

Oh, and if you're confused about the character speaking italian but singing in french, way back in time Italy didn't actually exist as we know it. It was really just like a big mass of several populations with different nationalities, except Sicily, and the french language was very widespread back then.

Moving on, Natsu still as not realized he was A before. He has an inkling that perhaps he wasn't always himself but he is unconsciously avoiding the topic of death. So him realizing or remembering his own death? Still far from him.

And speaking of past lives, what were your first thoughts when the wham line after the past vision showed up?

Alright, my time here is up, I gotta go write the next chapter.

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