Disclaimer: Kareshi Kanojo no Jijou belongs to other people -- Masami Tsuda, Gainax and Right Stuff. I am only borrowing these characters for a short time. I promise to return them right after I'm done. However, the plot and ideas will belong to me. However please do not sue me I am a very poor fan fic writer.

Authors Note: Forgive me, if I gotten Wendy's Granddaughter's name incorrectly, but it is sort of hard trying to find out Peter Pan's Wife name. Normally I wouldn't try so hard, so I had to use reference by 'Hook' Steven Spielberg's creation, and even him he did not indicate her name that many times.

Daddy's Little Girl
By Starfire

It is midnight in the Shibahime Household, the chimes of an ancient clock, while a tall figure of a man, walks down the hallway. His fingers slowly push open the door, as he walked into the room. Emerald eye's swerving, until they lay to rest on a young lady, with hair like the sun, and skin like pearl. A sigh escape into the room, yet the lady lay, walking quietly, he sat down on the bed, his wait tipping the small twin bed.

"It's only yesterday, when I came in here, and you were nothing, but a small cherub of a child." Whispering quietly, he smoothed his hand through, the tassel of tamed hair, so like his own, that changes in the light, and season. "It sort of hurts." A single tear slid down his cheek, running until it dropped onto the crisp sheets that belong to his daughter. "To see you one minutes a small cherub and a young woman the next. Demo [But], I know that even in your age, it had to happen, and yet I am glad for you."

His lips trembles at the edge into a forced smile, "I know that you tried to stay a small child for me." Choked silent laughter parted in small gushes of air in the silent room. "I watched you, try to so hard to keep it the same for me. Even after your mother had past on, you tried so hard, and inside I was thankful to you."

Emerald eyes stared onto the peaceful face of his daughter. "Ah, my little wings, how you make me love you ever minute for trying to help your hopeless Papa." Fingers relax slowly, "I've always love you for calling me that, did I even tell you? I guess not, I guess it is this foolish father's dream that you always remain my little girl. However, I don't want that to spoil you, for when I am gone. I would like to see you grow, and now you do, because of one single man in your life that brought you out of that cage that you formed."

"I am very glad, that I had met Hiromi Ikeda, at first I felt like a jerk to forget your Mama." Toshiharu Shibahime shook his head, "In a way, I suppose it was, except your mother would have wanted me to be happy, and in turn you too."

Tears now pour freely down his cheeks, tasting the salty liquid of his tears, he stood up gently as to not wake up his daughter. "It is rather crazy isn't it? Me being in your room crying, remembering things, and now trying to find solace in seeing you grow up, and yet it pains me to see you do this to yourself."

Hands clenched now, Toshiharu strolled silently to where the double doors lay, pressing his forehead against the cool surface, "It pains me see you struggling between the decision of growing up, and remaining a little girl, because your afraid of change."

"It hurts, because I can't do anything to help you, seeing you grow thinner and thinner, because he is gone away from you." Sliding down on the floor, silent sobs now wracking his frame. "Hiromi told me what you had been doing, we are worried for you. I am more then ever, because I can't stand to see my daughter suffering. Yes, suffering from the pain, that his leaving has caused you." Fingers trembling, while clutched onto the soft carpet floor, soft flowers scent dance around the room. "However, I know that you have to hurt first in order to grow to love, and to accept that you would forever be my little cherub, even if you are older. For that is how I see you, and I know that, I have to let you go, to grow in order to love. Just like me."

Rising slowly, Toshiharu walked one last time to his daughter, leaning over her, his lips brushed against her forehead. "Come out of that shell, stop trying to live in Neverland, just for me my cherub." Sighing softly, "Come out of that place, grow up, for Kazuma like Moira, Wendy's granddaughter is growing older, and you should follow, before it is to late." Caressing her cheek in a loving father gesture, he step away, "Please get well my child, and find him, you will always be precious to me, for you are my winged cherub forever." Taking a last glance back, he walked away, emerald eyes full of worry as he ended out of the door into the other room. Strong arms embrace him from behind, after he had closed the door to Tsubasa's room. "Toshiharu, Daijoubu [Are you alright]?" Hiromi his wife asked gently.

"No, not really…" Toshiharu admitted to his wife, "I am worried about her, if you did not inform me of well what she was doing I wouldn't have notice." His fingers slid to clasp onto the arms that held him. "Hiromi, I'm scared for her, if she keeps starving herself, and if she's gone."

Finger's pressed to his lips. "Shhh…anata [beloved]," Hiromi drag him to a chair, and sat him down in it, while engulfing his head into a hug, "I won't let it happen to her. So don't think that way."

"Hiromi." Toshiharu mumbles softly, "I wish Kazuma was here so that she would be happy again." "I know, so do I." Hiromi whispered, her ebony hair sparkled in the moonlight that drifted from the windows into the living room. "I miss him, I also miss the happiness that he brought to Tsubasa. Yet I understand why he ran away."

Toshiharu closes his eyes tightly, "Kazuma is in love with her is that why he ran away?" Hiromi smiles into the morning light, "I know. That is why I can't fault him, he trying not to hurt her, that is why he went away, yet he doesn't understand that even if he is trying to protect her." Tinkle of her laughter drifted into the air. "Tsubasa still loves him, she just won't acknowledge that it isn't the sibling love."

"It is a wonder, that it took this long for one of them to figure it out." Emerald eyes drifted open in faint amusement. "Though, I am happy, and yet sad." "Ah! The whole my girl is growing up complex, though I usually thought it was Tsubasa that had the father complex." Hiromi teases, her face then became solemn, which always puzzled Toshiharu on how one minute she could be all joke, and the next a stoic mask of reprisals. "Don't worry, things will be just fine, after all they always work out in the end. However, I think it is time for my husband to get extra rest, because all these insomnia nights aren't good for your body." Toshiharu was then led off to bed by his wife, while dull emerald eyes peeked from the creak in the door. The door then shut quietly; as they looked around her room in silence, then up again. They finally landed on a book on her shelf, approaching it; she took in the title, noticing the words. "Peter Pan." Eyes misted slightly, as her fingers pulled out the book, setting it down onto her table, she slid into the chair, finger tracing the letters that were written in gold. Sliding open the first cover, she notices a small passage on the bottom. 'Growing up, is something that we all have to face, for to grow up is to experience things. To venture out into the world is the greatest adventure then not wanting to grow up at all. Come on, come with me, and let me bring you on a journey of never growing up to the world of growing up.' ~Peter Pan

"Growing up?" Tsubasa worded softly, "Journey to Never Grow to Growing Up?" Her fingers caress the book, she flipped another page, and paused, emerald eyes widen slightly. 'Sa Sa, Little Wing, come out, and be with me ~Kazuma'

Finger tracing the scrawled signature of words to the bottom, "Kazuma?" Tears started to slid down her cheeks, as she pulled the book to her chest, crying out, "Kazuma…"

Someone in the night, a figure stood outside the Shibahime house looking up, fingers drew toward his chest. "Tsubasa, come out and play with me…" He whispered, as he walked away, golden hair lighting up as the sun rouse waking up the world to a new day.