A/N: Hello everyone!! I had some setbacks so I couldn't exactly let out this chapter the same time I let out the first one. I was so busy and now my hands hurt from just typing.

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Journal Entry 12: Jealousy is a Cancer

Apparently, I got to the show too early. When I got there, they were setting up the stage and the judges were discussion among themselves. I actually had no idea when the performance would actually start so I stayed there. I wasn't suppose to make my move until after the performances, I was able to convince Pai and Taruto that.

"What are you doing here?" I nearly fell of the rail from that voice. I was holding on by my hands and swiftly hoisted myself up and hid behind the rail before anyone saw me; especially by someone who nearly broke my jaw.

I turned towards the mutt and yelled, not too loud, "Don't you ever surprise me like that again! I thought you were a security guard!"

"A security guard is far weaker than me and you know that," he answered. Smartass. "Anyway, why are you here? I know you heard about the Mew Aqua two weeks ago but why haven't you taken it yet?"

"Why ask me when you can simply just read my mind and find out for yourself?" I asked him.

He answered, "Because then I would have to go through your daydreams of you swiftly going to Ichigo and doing things I don't even want to remember."

"So you have read my mind!"

"You confessed!" I shut up after that. Stupid dog! Making me feel all self conscious. "Besides, I don't like reading minds. The minds are private to everyone. How would I feel if someone read my mind?"

"You read mine!"

"That was when I was reading your mind to know why you attacked Ichigo. That subject was too sensitive for your taste of conversation. I didn't mean to see all of that. How old exactly are you?"

"Would you please shut up about that? I feel more self conscious about it."

"Since when do aliens like you get self conscious?"

"Since you can read minds!"

"Answer my question and I'll drop the mind reading subject."

This guy is mocking me. He has to be. Stupid dog! This is the last time I'm ever going to save Ichigo a kirema anima for a pet!

But I had to answer to get him to stop. Besides, he understands my situation better than anyone. He's the only one who knows for that matter. "I'm here to see Ichigo's performance. I bet that it'll be cute."

"You haven't heard her sing."

"And I thought I was supposed to be the negative one here."

Soon after that, the lights dimmed and the performance started. The mutt also brought in one of those paper booklet things that tell the audience who was coming after who and what talent. Ichigo wasn't going until about after five people and I noticed another name on it. There's a name on the list of back stage people that has a person who also has a strange birthmark. She's actually my next target. How convenient. I get to have two things in one stone. If Pai and Taruto were here however, I would say that.

The first five, I thought were boring. All it was is a cheap magic show, balance tricks, or gymnastics. There was nothing that interested me. I sat on the rail the whole time and the mutt leaned on the rail with two feet on the floor and two feet on the rail.

"Ichigo should be after this person," he mentioned.

"Finally!" I cried, silent enough for him to hear. "All of these performances are boring."

"To you they are because they're not Ichigo."

"Shut up, Mutt."

He ignored that and said, "My only concern now is how Ichigo is doing. Even her last practice was still ear bleeding."

"You just need to believe in her more." He looked at me for that as I finished, "I believe that she'll do a fantastic job. She is after all, the most amazing girl I know."

"She's probably the only girl you know."

I got red after that. "Well sorry! I haven't been kissing any other girls lately!"

"I picture you as a ladies man and yet, you only have one girl. How disappointing."

"Hey!"

"Next up is the heavenly voice! Ichigo Momomiya!" That announcement distracted me from my anger to him and brought out excitement.

"Here we go!"

After the announcement, Ichigo came out walking from the side of the stage. She was beautiful. Her pink dress shined more beautiful than any jewel and it fit her body so perfectly. It really brought out her body curves and it was a sleeveless. I was staring at how beautiful she looked but I got angry when I heard the boys down there.

"Who the heck are they?" I asked, angrily.

"Those are Ichigo's fan boys," her mutt answered. I gave him my full attention as he explained, "Ever since they saw her in PE, they had their eye on her since day one. They even go to the cafe everyday just to see her and she gets major tips for her serves to them. Surprisingly, none of them asked her out yet."

"And if anyone of them do, I'll make sure they all have a slow and painless death."

"Calm down there, boy. She's not interested in dating anyway."

That got me curious. "How do you know all of this?"

"Who do you think is at her apartment when she comes home? I'm the only one she complains to about her school life and her café life."

I didn't bother to ask anything more. I looked back at Ichigo, looking at her put a smile on my face. But I noticed something that made me surprised to see. She was nervous. I can see how nervous she is. I can even see her slightly shaking and she looked towards the side of the stage. The boys quiet down as the music began. She didn't sing yet, but she looked like she could hardly move.

"You better go down," the mutt said.

"Uh? Why?" I didn't remove my eyes from Ichigo and I saw why he said that. She looked up at the second story and she saw me. I can see her nervousness being replaced with surprise when her eyes saw me. Oh crap. I gasped when her eyes saw me and we stared at each other for a while. I can feel my cheeks getting red and I saw that her cheeks were flaring up as well. She looked down after a while and I took that chance to get down and hide.

"Tell me when she's not looking up or is going to look up," I asked of him. I hid behind the rail like a coward as the music started to get ready to sing. Then right on time, I heard Ichigo sing.

When Somebody Loved me

When somebody loved me
Everything was beautiful
Every hour we spent together
Lives within my heart

And when he was sad
I was there to dry his tears
And when he was happy so was I
When he loved me

"What are you talking about her singing was ear bleeding?" I asked him. "Her singing is beautiful."

"She messed up the words."

"Huh? What do you mean?" I asked, raising a brow.

He answered, shocked to hear her, "It was supposed to be 'she' instead of 'he'. Try listen to the song, then tell me if it sounds familiar." I was too confused to try and talk back. Also, Ichigo's singing voice distracted me. I listened to both the words and her voice.

Through the summer and the fall
We had each other that was all
Just he and I together like it was meant to be

And when he was lonely
I was there to comfort him
And I knew that he loved me

So the years went
By I stayed the same
But he began to drift away
I was left alone
But still I waited for the day
When he'd say I will always love you

Lonely and forgotten
I never thought he'd look my way
When he smiled at me
And held me
Just like he used to do
Like he loved me
When he loved me

When somebody loved me
Everything was beautiful
Every hour we spent together
Lives within my heart
When he loved me.

After the song, everyone in the audience clapped and cheered louder than they did before. I was too shocked to get angry. Even during the middle of the song, I looked up to stare at her. Her words, her voice, and her expression looked so natural and real. She was feeling the words in the song and she let it out with her body and her soul. Everything made sense to me. The song was almost exactly like what happened with us and her expression showed me how sad it all made her feel.

Before long, she turned away and walked off the stage. I wasn't able to see her face. Her bangs covered her eyes so I couldn't tell what she was feeling or thinking at the time. But the way she sang, I never thought that she would react like that. I thought she would get angry like when she nearly broke my jaw. Not…sad.

"I guess you figured out why she sang like that, huh?" he asked.

I wasn't in the mood but I answered, "Yeah, I did. Damn it!" I clench my fists as the announcer announced the next contestant.

I didn't bother to see who was next or what they were doing. My mind was too full on someone else. Why doesn't she get angry and hate me! I rather have her get angry then get all sobby on me. But even when she's angry, she'll tell me that she hates me. Can I handle her saying those three words? I handled them once, but I was able to contain myself when I was able to kiss her. If she told me that and I can't kiss her, what will I do? I don't think I could bare it anyway.

"Hey, mutt!" I called after a while. "Is the last person done yet?"

"No. The person before them just finished," he answered.

"That's good enough for me." I got up and I was heading for the door. "I better start working now."

"I thought you were going to wait until the judges were going to start saying who won?" Good memory.

I stopped walking and answered, "Well I need to prepare. I think about half an hour can give me enough time to prepare."

"Next is the wonderful dance of Mytho Himura and Ahiru Fumio!" I simply turned away and was heading towards the door again.

When I touched it, the mutt asked, "Why is Ichigo up there again?" I froze and then leaned on the rail in a split second.

"What?!"

He was right. There was a couple in the middle of the stage and the female is Ichigo, but she had on a red head wig and some extra make up. Her partner, however had his right hand on her abs with care, and had one hand hovering above them. Her right hand was on top of his on her stomach and her left held his other hand that was up in the air. When I looked at that position, I wanted to go down there and separate them. That was too close for comfort, in my opinion.

"Ah, Kisshu? Why are you flaming up?" he asked. I didn't bother to answer. He can already tell why I was staring to be taken over by fire. "You jealous?"

I answered that time. "I'm not jealous!"

"It's written all over your face. Besides, I thought you wanted her to hate you? Wouldn't that also mean being with other boys?"

"That right there is too close for comfort!"

"So you are jealous." He had me there. I didn't bother to try and talk back at him. He had more to say. "His name is Mytho Himura. They both met about two times before now. First time they met, Mytho was thanking her for helping his mother."

"Wait!" I said. "His last name sounds familiar. His mother wouldn't happen to be the woman I attacked that one time before Ichigo kidnapped me, could it?"

"Right!"

Oh crap!

"Also during their first meeting, Ms. Himura asked Ichigo to do a dancing piece with him but she refused. Don't you remember her ranting on when you came in and she thought you were a dream?"

"Oh yeah. She did say 'Mytho' and 'Ms. Himura' when she was complaining to you." I looked back at their dance and it got me angry again. "What happened during their second meeting? I want to know if that loser did anything to my koneko-chan."

"Since when was she yours again?" That hit me! But he explained, "During their second meeting, she danced with him because she wanted him to dance for real. To dance a dance with feelings in it. During that dance, he told her about his past and why he looks so sad. So Ichigo did some comforting." The way he said that really made me angry. "Then, let's see. Oh yeah! She hugged him." Okay that hit it! I grabbed the rail and squeezed it to try and calm myself. He continued as if he isn't seeing me squeeze the rail tight. "Then right before she left, he grabbed her hand and kissed it like some kind of prince charming from a fairy tale. Uh……What are you doing to that rail?"

I looked up at it and it was as thin as thread. I looked up at him and I can see my reflection in his eyes. I looked like I had fire coming out of my eyes and I was surrounded by it. It also looked like I had bat wings, a devil's tail, and some horns.

"What does it look like?" I asked him. "The next time I get some 'alone' time with that loser, I'll make sure he won't be able to move for years. I'll even make sure I cut off his lips so that he can never kiss her again!"

"He kissed her hand, not her lips. You were the only one who has ever kissed her lips." That calmed me down a bit. Actually, nearly all of my anger left.

"So Ichigo still saves her lips for me?"

"I only said that she doesn't let other males kiss her besides you. You practically force it on her, anyway." I ignored the last part. I was actually happy beyond belief!

Yes! She's still faithful to me! Wait! That's not good… Oh who cares right now! Yeaa!!!

"You sound like a girl in your thoughts, Kisshu."

That took me off guard. I flared up red. I can't believe he hear that. Wait! "I thought you don't like reading minds!"

"I don't but your thoughts are as loud as the speakers. They are so hard to not hear." What a smart ass! "How about looking at the performance? It's almost ending soon."

I got up and walked away, angrily answering, "No way! I got work to do!"

"Is that Ichigo's hand on Mytho's face and his hand touching her heart?" I looked over the rail right after, watching intently.

He was right about that pose though. Her hand was on his face and his hand was on her heart and Ichigo looked weak. It was like her hand was shaking, like she was cold or something. Soon after, she fell backwards, eyes closed and that boy caught her when she was about an inch from the ground. He picked her up and lifted her by the waist over him. He walked around a bit and then slowly brought her down to the ground. She laid there as he brought her hand to first his heart and then his face. When the song ended, he put her hand on the ground and he looked down in despair. Talk about a dramatic ending.

I heard millions and millions of clapping. I looked down and mostly everyone was standing up, clapping. Most of the girls were in tears down there. How pathetic. I looked at the stage and that boy helped Ichigo up and they both bowed before returning to the behind the curtains. What I realized seeing was that I saw them both holding hands when they disappeared.

In my mind I only had one thought as I saw them walking out. 'I will kill that boy!'