He tossed and turned in his bed. He just couldn't sleep. Physically he didn't need sleep for weeks, maybe even months. Normally he just laid in bed, staring at the ceiling, but tonight was different. There was something in the air, something that made him edgy. The worst part was he didn't know what it was. Finally giving up on sleeping, he got up and decided to walk. It was a hot night so he had been sleeping with just his pants on, which were quite comfortable.

Walking through the halls, not knowing where he was going, he let his mind wander. He didn't realize how far he had walked until he stopped and looked around. He had never seen any of these pictures, statues and walls before. He was lost. Something else caught his mind first. The air here seemed thicker, more entrancing, different. There was now a smell in the air, slight at first but as he kept walking, it got stronger. Soon he was sure he found the source of the smell, but he didn't expect what he saw. He stood in a doorway, watching Hono'o sword dance. She was still dressed in the spandex shorts and bra, but her hair was let down, flying behind her when ever she thrusted, sweaty bangs falling into her emotionless eyes. The only sound was the padding of her bare feet and both their silent breaths.

He watched her a for a few minutes, he was sure she knew he was there. But she didn't show any signs of it. He watched her move back and forth, dodging and swinging at imaginary opponent. Every move she made was as graceful and beautiful as the last. It seemed almost impossible that she could be part blood demon. 'That's it! We're both blood demons. That was the smell. It must be a full moon tonight.' "That would be correct." Her voice shock him back to reality, he focused his eyes on to her. She stood, looking right at him, sword pointed down at the ground, head tilted slightly to the right.

"What would be?" He asked, his voice going rugged, pushing his own bangs out of his eyes, then crossing his arms and leaning against the door frame. "You think too loud. It took no effort to read it. It is a full moon tonight. Which means it's mating time again and since we're the only two blood demons in about 500 miles the impulse is stronger. So it would be best for mankind, if you just left." Gohan smirked. "I wouldn't dare think of leaving without asking you for a rematch. Yesterday was a mistake that I plan not to redo." He pushed him self off the doorframe and walked to the wall. He pulled a sword off the wall and walked to the middle of the emptied room. Hono'o smirked, "If you insist, human." She pulled the sword up flat level and lifted her front leg in a regular fencing start off.

Gohan kept his pointed to the ground in a lack position. "Think your better than me, human?" He didn't reply as she lunged in, but brought his sword up and blocked her faster than she would have imagined. She pulled back and they started circling, both taking turns lunging in at one point or another, testing spots and weaknesses. Finally, Gohan lunged in, making Hono'o lock swords with him. "I'm not human. Only half." She glared up at him, as he pushed all his weight into the match. "You may be only half, but it shows more than your demon. You are untrained and weak." As she finished, Gohan twisted his hilt, causing it to catch on Hono'o's. Before she got a chance to move away, he pulled, and her sword was now in his hand, his sword at her throat. Hono'o continued to glare at the man, "I be weak, but I can still beat you in a sword match, with makes you weak too." Hono'o smirked, and put her hand up to the blade, thinking that she was just going to push it away, he loosened his grip on it. But instead up running her fingers between the tip and her throat, she took hold with two fingers and yanked it out of his hand.

"And I still am the greater fighter. You see you let down your guard to easy. Try again." Gohan gave her a weird look but took the offered sword and got back into the 'kill' position. "Now watch your grip and mine." He did as was told and adjusted his knuckles down, instead of up. When she pulled at the sword, she only managed to pull him one step closer. "Now just plant you feet, gravity is here for a reason." He took a step back and tried again, this time widening his feet. The next time she tugged, there was no movement. Gohan saw something shift in her left hand, and moved in time as she swung her now extra long, extra sharp nails at him.

"Now I'm a demon, so the playing field changes." She got into a different position. Fingers closed together, both hands sported daggers like finger nails. Gohan smirked matched that of hers. "This I can do." Dropping the swords, he crossed his arms over his chest then flung them to his sides, a brown dagger came from his bottom wrists. Getting into the same position as Hono'o, "Your feet are to close. I could easily trip you." To make his point, he charged her, swinging his leg under her, causing her to fall over, but not for long, as he moved to bring his blade down on her, quickly doing a backward summer-salt to avoid it. Springing to her feet, she was forced into a defensive position, "You can't play defense, lets go Tenshi."

Her eyes widened at the name, 'TENSHI? Where did that come from.' "Now your thinking too load. Stop thinking and concentrate, I've given you more than enough openings." It was true, Hono'o hadn't been paying attention, she'd been lost in her mind. No one had ever called her a name like that before, sure there was always the childhood tauntings, but nothing like that, Tenshi, she almost liked it. 'No.' She continued to fight defensively. 'Why not? It suits you.' She heard him nice and clear, on the inside he seemed like a nice guy, 'No.' Their bodies fought on the outside, but they held a conversation in their minds. 'Why not?' 'It's just the moon speaking. I am no angel.' 'You are in my eyes.' This stunned her, forgetting to block a swing, Gohan had her pinned against the wall, his demon knife at her neck.

"You need to stop thinking, and do. You will never win a fight if you continue to fight defensively. Now come on, lets do this again." Gohan moved away from her, allowing her to move from the wall. She leaned against the wall for a while. He had been so warm against her, 'No. It's just the moon speaking. He means nothing to you but a sparing partner, a time to grow stronger.' Her mind reassured her of this through out the night and into the next day every time he got close to her. They continued many different technique of fighting, well into the day and the day after, neither needing sleep, food or water for a while.

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Mizu woke to a knock on her door. "Go away, I'm sleeping." She just turned over in her over large bed and was about to go back to sleep as the knock was heard again, but louder. Frustrated, she flung the covers off and stormed to the door. Flinging it open she glared at the person. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" It was Quatre, he took a step back, "I'm sorry miss. Mizu but I can't seem to find my friend, Gohan." 'She must move a lot in her sleep.' Quatre thought to himself as he looked her up and down. Her hair was a mess and her green pants and tank-top that said, 'lucky' on it were all wrinkled up. Mizu yawned, and motioned him to come in. "Turn around." Quatre closed the door and kept looking at it as he heard the rustling of clothes, "When did you last see him?" He jumped at her voice. "Last night when you walked us to our rooms, except, I went to wake him up this morning, but he wasn't in his room. Trunks and Hiro went for your sisters, to see if they could help."

"You can turn around now." He turned to face her as she was pulling her hair into a ponytail and putting on her knuckle gloves. She wore dark green, almost black, pants and black shoes with a bright green long sleeve shirt. Quatre himself wore what he had yesterday, having no change of clothes. "He's blood demon isn't he?" Quatre nodded opening the door for her. "Thanks. Well, if he's any thing like Hono'o he doesn't need sleep, food or water for a long period of time." "That's right miss." Quatre followed her down the hall, till she stopped, causing him to fun into her, she turned around and looked up at him. Being 5 inches shorter, it was pretty funny to look at. "Do me a favor." "Any thing miss Mizu." "Don't call me miss. It makes me seem so young." She turned back around and continued walking.

"If you don't mind me asking mis... errr. Mizu, how old are you exactly. I mean I've been told Leprechauns can live up to a thousand years old." She put her hands behind her head as they continued walking. "That's only children. The ones who aren't smart enough to hide when humans come around. I myself am 2845." He stared down at her, "Man if your that old, how old are your sisters?" "First off their not my real sisters, we just say that to intimidate the opposite side to think we're of the same blood line, makes them think we'll do anything for each other." Mizu stopped and looked around, then motioned for him to bend down so she could whisper. "To tell the truth," She took another look up and down the hall, "I'm the youngest. Usa is.." "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT MISSY!" "EEP!" Mizu immediately shrunk down to about an inch tall and hide behind Quatre's neck.

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Chi lay curled up on a mattress on the floor, clinging blankets to her, this was her bed. She rolled over and opened her eyes to the ceiling, "Honi." "Who's Honi?" The voice scared her as she sat bolt right up and looked to the voice. The Trunks guy sat in one of her chairs, "How did you get in here?" She immediately pulled her blanket up to her neck. "Relax I'm not going to hurt you or anything. It's called a door." She relax a little, but still looked at him weirdly, "Why are you in my room?" "Well, you see Quatre, the blonde, woke me up this morning, telling me Gohan wasn't in his room. He told me to go find one of the sisters, and low and behold I came to this door first. I knocked, but nobody answer, so I let my self in, then you looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you."

Chi stood up, she wore baby-blue shorts covered in lavender stars and a tank-top that said, 'superstar' on it. "Well then." She picked up some clothes from the dresser and walked into the attached bathroom. "So who's Honi?" Trunks yelled through the door. There was no answer as she changed, so he just let his eyes wander around her room, lots of baby colors, green, blue, lavender. Soon there was a click and she came out. She wore light blue jean shorts with blue sneakers and white tank top. "That is none of your business." Trunks stood and held up his hands in defense, "My bad. Are you going to help me find Gohan?" Chi nodded as she walked to the door, picking up daggers of all sizes, making them disappear into places Trunks could only guess. "Remind me never to hug you."

Chi looked at him and fake laughed, "Lets go mister slick." She opened the door and walked out, tail flicking all the way. "Ouch. That cut me deep." He held his chest in a fake movement and followed her out the door. "Your friend probably just got antsy and left in the middle of the night and wander himself lost." They walked a little while in silence. "What's on your mind?" Trunks was stunned at this, he had been thinking, but was sure he didn't like he was. "Why would have something on my mind?" He looked down at her by his side, but she continued watching straight ahead.

"I'm a cat demon silly, I have a nose for feelings, and you my friend have both anxiety and curiosity vibing off you like the sun and it's UV rays." He smirk and looked back in front of him. "I was just wondering." There was a pause. "Yeah?" He stopped, and she stopped a few steps in front of him. "If there any part of you that's cat, except your tail?" Chi face faulted, "What kind of question is that?" He shrugged, "Just wondering." Chi sighed and turned her back to him, wordlessly she raised the back of her shirt to him. He flushed a red shade, on her back was black strips that looked like tattoos. "They're real, no tattoos." He poked at her back, till she turned around, "Would you stop that." She yelled at him, fangs showing. Trunk's eyes fell from her face to a little lower. This time Chi blushed a very deep red, as she turned around, putting her shirt down. "Ahem, this way." She walked fast in the direction they were heading before. Trunks chuckled as he followed her, "That's the first time a girl has flashed me." Chi turned a brighter red, "I did no such thing you ecchi."

Trunks laughed again. "Hey there's your sister and Hiro. Why is she yelling at Quatre?" "USAGI!" Chi ran up to her, Usagi stopped yelling at Quatre and turned in time to catch her sister. "You won't believe what I just did!" She glared back at Trunks, who smiled and flashed the peace sign at her, "Never mind, I'll tell you later. Why are you yelling at poor Quatre?" Usagi glared and pointed at his shoulder.

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"Oh Usagi." Usagi turned to look at the man who had stolen her heart. "Hiro." "Usagi. I have a surprise for you." She ran to him, holding him tight has her crystal blue eyes meet his Persian. "What is it?" "Close you eyes." She did as she was told and felt him move in her arms, getting closer, closer, closer... knock, knock.

Usagi turned in her bed, trying to ignore the door, trying to get back to sleep, to her dream. She sighed as the person knocked again, pushing the covers off her body, she got up and walked to the door. Groggily, she opened the door and leaned against the doorframe, "What do you want?" Yawning she waited for the person to answer. "I need your help." The voice was low and monotone. She snapped up immediately, finally focusing her eyes on the cutie before her, her mind clicking in to what she was wearing. Pink pajama pants and pink long sleeve pajama top.

"Why do you need my help?" Hiro crossed his arms over his chest, staring down at her, "We've seemed to lose a friend, Gohan to be precise." Usagi thought a while, "Hold on a minute." She closed her door, Hiro heard noises in the room, some causing and then the door was opened again. He started wide-eyed at the girl in front of him, she lived up to the name of Siren. She wore a short soft pink skirt and high-heeled shoes, that's laces ran criss-cross style up her legs to her knees. A soft pink V-line tight shirt helped outline the curves her skirt didn't. She wore pink lipstick and soft purple eye-shadow that brought out her eyes. Her silver sword and sheath hung off her nicely shaped hip, it's jeweled hilt only adding to the effect. He noticed this at much more. Her lips moved, but he hadn't heard.

He shook himself out of the daze, "I'm sorry, could you repeat that?" Usagi smirked, her plan had worked. "I said, how did you lose him?" She moved past him, making sure to lightly brush against him. "We umm." The normally calm and in control Hiro, was losing it. "Well, Quatre just woke me up this morning saying Gohan wasn't in his room and go find one of the girls and ask them for their help." Usagi smiled, Hono'o. "I might know where he is, let's go." Hiro followed her down the endless halls, trying his hardest not to look over at the beauty beside him.

They just walked in silence down the halls, that was till they ran into Quatre and Mizu. Quatre was bent over and Mizu was whispering in his ear. Usagi was able to pick up some of the conversation. "Actually, I'm the youngest, Usa is..." "DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT MISSY!" "EEP!" Mizu immediately shrunk down to about an inch tall and hide behind Quatre's neck. Usagi ran up to him, "HOW COULD YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT TELLING HIM SUCH A THING!! YOU KNOW I'M sensitive ABOUT MY AGE!" She kept yelling at Mizu, not bothering to see that poor Quatre was stuck in the middle, and forgetting that Hiro was watching. Quatre mouthed help at Hiro, but he just held up his hands and shock his head.

"USAGI!" Chi ran up to her, Usagi stopped yelling at Quatre and turned in time to catch her sister. "You won't believe what I just did!" She glared back at Trunks, who smiled and flashed the peace sign at her, "Never mind, I'll tell you later. Why are you yelling at poor Quatre?" Usagi glared and pointed at his shoulder. "That little rat, was about to tell Quatre our real age." Chi looked confused, "How could Quatre tell himself about our ages, if he or himself don't even know our ages." Usagi sighed, "Not Quatre you dope, Mizu, look carefully at his shoulder. Chi squinted, then finally saw a small head peeking out from behind his neck. It 'eeped' and went back behind. Chi was gleeful that she had found the girl, but then grew cross. "YOU ALMOST TOLD OUR AGE???!!!!!!! I COULD KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!!" Usagi nodded and joined in yelling at the young girl.

Quatre looked to Trunks, and mouthed 'help me'. "And risk losing a limb? I think not." Quatre sighed, he would have to end this. "Please be quiet." Chi and Usa stopped yelling at his neck and turned to him, "Mizu didn't mean anything by it. I asked her if she would tell me. Please, she apologizes and would love your acceptance." They looked at him weird, shrugged and turned away, "Fine. We accept your apology. Now stop being a wimp, and grow-up some." Quatre sighed, as he felt the death grip on his neck relax and the weight disappear. Mizu appeared beside him.

They worked quickly, Chi put Mizu in a head lock as Usagi talked to her. "We trusted you with our real age. And now you try and tell. For this we will give you one warning, three and the consequences will be worse, Chi." Usagi snapped and Chi let go, Mizu gasped for air, her face going from blue to it's normal white. "WHY WOULD YOU DO..." Mizu stopped mid-sentence, looking down the hall to her left, then back at the other girls, who had done the same thing. "You don't think she would..." They all asked at the same time. "What's the matter?" Quatre asked, as they once more looked down the hall, "I think we found your friend." "Great. Where is he?" Trunks said, walking up to them. "With Hono'o." Trunks jaw dropped, "What are they doing?" "I can't quite tell, but it's something that requires lots of energy.." Mizu stared hard down the hall.

There was silence for a while, "Do you think their having s..." He was cut off by Chi's elbow to the top of his head. "YOU ECCHI! FIRST YOU LOOK AT ME AND THEN YOU SUGGEST A TOTALLY SHAMEFUL THING! OUR HONO'O IS PURE AND WOULD NEVER DO SUCH A THING!" She yelled at him, before stomping off in the direction that they were looking. "Man. What did you do to piss her off?" Mizu asked, looking at the huge bump on his head. "She's the one that did it." Trunks replied, rubbing his sore head. Mizu shrugged and walked off following Chi, then Usagi, Quatre, Hiro and finally Trunks.

They arrived at where Chi was standing, in a hall way, her mouth hung open as she stared in the room. "What's the.. oh my lord..." Mizu trailed off in Irish the rest of the sentence. "What?" Usagi joined her sisters at gawking. "Imigh sa diabhal!" "What?" Quatre looked weirdly at the sisters. Mizu pointed into the room. The boys looked in then looked at the girls then back into the room. "What?" Trunks asked this time, "You guys, it's no big deal. Their just meditating."

True enough, inside the room, Gohan and Hono'o sat cross legged facing each other, elbows on knees and fingers in triangle position. Both had small scratches and bruises on them, but nothing a little self healing wouldn't fix. "You don't understand. Hono'o never meditates with anybody, not even us. Hell, she doesn't even like sitting in the same room with more people, let alone another blood demon." "Tá mé le Usagi." Mizu said, still talking in Irish.

"What?" "Nothing. Come on. I'll make breakfast." Usagi pulled to her senses and dragged the other two girls down the hall, boys following, leaving the pair behind. 'Do you think they know?' Gohan asked in his mind. 'No. They can sense we're using lots of energy, but not what for.' Gohan's mind self smirked, 'Then lets get back to it.' Powering back up his self transformed into his blood demon half and charged at the all ready transformed Hono'o.

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He held her close, she felt his heart beat. She broke down, flinging her arms around his waist, he held her closer. "What's wrong?" She didn't reply, just kept sobbing into his shirt. "It hurts." He rested his chin on her head, "What does?" She looked up at him, tears in her eyes, "Knowing the future." "The future always hurts, but there is always around it." "Not this one. This was set before the age of the beginning." He put a hand under her chin, pulling it up. Claiming her lips as his own.

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"Life is so valuable. It's destroyed so easily. Why is there such a thing as life?" He looked down at her, "We have life because we can share it with people. And they can share it with us. We have life because we have love." She smiled, a true smile this time, "I guess your right." She looked back out the window. "I'm glad I have it to share with you." He smiled and walked the rest of the way, wrapping his arms around her middle. "How much longer?" "Normally it would take a human 9 mouths but it will only be like 2 for us." "That's good to know." Silence. "What's on your mind?" "I'll be gone then." She whirled around on him, looking to his eyes, tears starting in her own "No."

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"I hate you." She didn't need to turn around to know who it was. She could tell by the footsteps. "Why?" His voice was hunting as she felt him keep walking towards her. "Because you've seen to much of me. I've never let anything like that slip. Not even to my sisters." He finally stopped a few feet behind her. "Please don't hate me. If you want to know anything about me you go ahead and ask." She didn't answer for a while, just stared at nothing, "No. You couldn't possibly know what I've gone through." She took off running, away from him, away from his voice, away from eyes, away from her feelings.

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He leaned down, one hand behind her waist another under her chin, keeping it tilted up. He kissed her. She did not kiss back, but she did not pull away. 'So this is how it starts.' Then there was a blast, and he turned around to see someone he did not wish to see at the time. "I'll have to thank you." It was a man's voice that boomed with laughter as he walked into the light. He turned to the girl in his arms, "No." She was starting to sweat and soon was limp in his arms, "I blame you." Were her last words before her fell into a sleep.

AN: Tá mé le Usagi- I agree with Usagi

Imigh sa diabhal- Go to the devil or oh my god...

Tenshi- angel

Ecchi- pervert