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, for using the whole Peter Pan references again, I can't help it! Anyways, I finished this fic early in the morning so please forgive the grammar errors.

Morning Glories
Chapter 3
By Starfire

It hurt. Everything around her seems to blend and bleed together like a great coil. Condensing, compressing, and entwine each other in it's intricate mass of chaos and complexities. The ever-present beauty of Tsubasa Shibahime was fading quickly, it was evident in everything she did, the endless fake smiles that was grafted on her face like a work of art.

Everything she did was life less like a doll, it was frightening mobile and automatic as a matron machine, with a zip and flop in gestures. Kazuma continued inwardly with his music he never realized that his soul was standing beside him, calling him. Never realizing the soft cries of 'help me(s)' pleading before his deafen ears, by his mistress of noise.

How this tale seem like the ever dizzy spell of when people shout out 'I do not believe in fairies.' In addition-one by one the fairies had fallen to their deaths, until only the clapping of audience would revert them back to life. However should the audience not even pay attention to the dying wonderful shine of the tinker fairies, then that glow itself shall fade, like the ever present Morning Glories that are diminished and snuffed out.

The fairy child that belong to Tsubasa was turned away, until she too had fallen, for her true one person did not hear let along see her tinker of light. Sad that it is eternally-bonded, eternally-wrapped into erosion, was her sad twisted fate, and so she fled-away from the prince and his mistress of noise.

The bang of the door shutting, gave the final curtain call to the pixie fairy that was Tsubasa, her wings were clipped, and she has fallen into despair. A place that not even fairies, dare to trend on except those that had fallen in love, and so the tale goes on.

The favorite book on Kazuma's shelf fell down, he jerked his head upward, and stared it. Puzzled by the landing of his favorite book, he took off his earphones, and walked over picking it up. The cover was well worn from love that he had given the book of the famous stories of Peter Pan. Flipping opened the cover; Kazuma flinched, when he discovers that the picture that he held of Tsubasa was torn in two. Placing it together, he stared lovingly at the picture of Tsubasa looking at the camera, however when he look closer, he felt his brows furrow to notice that the emerald eyes held tears in them. It was odd, and totally weird, after all when he had taken the picture, she was smiling with no tears present, perhaps it was an omen.

Kazuma being the leader singer of Ying and Yang was indeed superstitious, after all, his mother was one of those people that believed in bad luck let along good luck and raised him up around the whole beliefs. Though she wasn't a fanatic obsessive person in that area, she just believed, when things show you something. You should not ignore the warnings, so now here he was still standing looking at the picture with a sense of dread in the pit of his stomach.

Placing the picture on his table with the book, he pulled open the door glancing around for the girl in question.

"Tsubasa?" Kazuma called out as he walked to her door, knocking on it gently, he pushed it open, peaking in slightly. "Tsubasa are you in here?" Walking carefully, he notice a lump on the floor, his eyes widen to notice that it was Tsubasa. "TSUBASA!" Crying out in panic, he ran to his stepsister, and kneels next to her, his fingers trembled as he brushed aside the auburn golden locks to feel for a pulse on her neck.

It was faint, and her skin was cold as ice, quickly he jerk himself upward and ran to the phone to dial for a hospital. The hours trickled by as he talked briefly to the emergency personnel, and told them the information to get to their house. Then he ran back to his pixie and held her hand, while staring at her in agony. Inwardly, he knew that it was partially his fault; after all, he was too enthralled in his songs, to realize that the one that he loves with all his being was sick. "Tsubasa hang on.ne onegai hang on." He changed softly, while cradling her to his chest, the ambulance arrived of course, to discover the disparaged youth, it was rather heartbreaking. Almost like the scenario or Romeo and Juliet, however they hope this wasn't the case, that both of these young teenagers would live to see happiness together.

Two days later, the group of friends composed of Miyazawa Yukino, Sena Rika, Sawada Aya, Sakura Tsubaki, Isawa Maho, Arima Souichiro, Asaba Hideaki, and Tonami Takefumi came to visit Tsubasa in the hospital. It seems, that Tsubasa suffered from malnutrition, due her weight loss, the hospital thought it would have been best if she was under supervision until her weight returned. However, clinically by what the doctors could tell Tsubasa was in pain, not of the physical aspect, but more of the emotional sense.

The doctors wanted to have a couple of Tsubasa's friends come over to see if it would have helped the patient out to see some people that care about her. Of course Kazuma, remain by her side though out the long trials, except when she was awake, he felt responsible, and guilty for not helping his stepsister. Therefore, he started to avoid her when she was awake, but was with her when she slept, one could even say it was denial.

Dr. Hira stood outside with the group of people; "I would like two people to go in at a time, so as to not let her well feel uncomfortable."

The group members glance at each other in anxiety, Yukino took Souichiro's hand, "Well go first," she volunteered confidently, though inwardly she felt distressed, and anxious about what she was going to see. After all she had heard from the other's before that Tsubasa was hurt before, however this would be the first time she would see the kawaii girl in a hospital setting.

Almost sensing his girlfriend's distress Souichiro squeezed Yukino's hand reassuring. "Hai, we'll go first," glancing at the doctor as the door open to let them into the sterile room.

Rika looked at Aya her best friend worriedly, "Aya do you think Tsubasa is alright?"

Sakura grinned and patted Rika's head, "Don't worry Tsubasa is tough then she looks, she'll get by." A fist gently smacks her in the head, "Itai! What was that for Tonami?" Glaring daggers at her boyfriend for his behavior, though, she knew he was just being honest.

"Baka. Rika isn't talking about physically," Tonami voiced in a matter o'l fact way. "She is talking about Tsubasa in the emotional sense let alone the mental sense." Gripping onto Sakura he drew her into his arms, while whispering, "Though thanks for trying to lighten up the mood."

This drew a gentle smile from Sakura's lips, "Hai."

Asaba of course felt rather uncomfortable in the white hallways, spotting Kazuma that was sitting on a chair, he strolled over, with his hands in his pockets, and slid into the chair across from the younger boy. "Yo."

"Yo." Kazuma mumbled softly.

Meanwhile in the room Tsubasa sat staring out the window from her medical bed, her eyes were darken, while she remain immobile state. "Tsubasa-chan?" Yukino called out quietly to her friend. When this drew no response, she walked closer to the sidebars. "Tsubasa-chan Daijoubu?" Whispering once again hoping to draw recognition in her friends eyes, even though before they didn't get along due to her being Arima's girlfriend, she had hoped they were now closer together.

"Tsubasa?" Souichiro's tried softly, "Daijoubu?" He tried to prompt a response too; all he saw was the pallor of his friend, and the unnatural stillness that never belong to his friend. Normally she was filled with vivid energy, which swirled around her like a tidal wave. This Tsubasa however was to still in his opinion, almost like a lifeless shell. "Onegai tell us what is wrong." Going closer, he touched the girls hand, only to discover it was cold like death, how many times did this bring him nightmares of cold lifeless hands. It was as bad as his nightmares of when his parents beat him up, making him suffer, making him feel dirty.

Tsubasa lifted her head staring at him, with a blank expression, "Everything is fine." She voiced out, but the life wasn't there anymore, just a robot shell of the girl he cared about like a sister. What ever did happen to her? He wonders, what caused her to become this way was another reason. He wanted to exert a certain violence and shake her ratter her to tell him why she was acting this way. However, to do so would cause more barriers in himself to crash forward, and he didn't want to, just yet, even though he love Tsubasa like a sister.

Finding that neither one could do much, they both exited through the doorway, greeting their friends, their expressions weren't good of course. Since things seem rather hopeless for Tsubasa was high in her own tower locked up away from them.

One by one in pairs, the rest of the group went in order with Rika-Aya, then Sakura-Tonami, and then Maho-Asaba. When all of them left, except for the exception of Asaba.

Asaba of course was very observant, even though other's wouldn't give him credit for his abilities. He saw more then most people, since his characteristics were flaunty, and ditzy. He was the most brilliant man after all, it wouldn't have been possible for him to get into the high school that Arima Souichiro belonged to, if he didn't have his ways to pass the tests.

Asaba however was good at pretending, that was how he and Tsubasa related in all aspects, and they were observant, wise, and good at hiding things behind their masks. Tsubasa with her childish antics and Asaba with his playboy attitudes, both were two peas in a pod as the saying goes. Sitting once again next to Kazuma, he observed the youth quietly, another trait he had even though he pretend to be loud like Tsubasa, he was rather quiet and reflective. He notice the pain the one before him harbored the guilt the pain, even though he normally wouldn't interfere in other people's lives, he felt that this time he should. After the entire Princess inside that room was suffering and the one thing that Asaba couldn't stand was the pain of a female, it was one thing he was taught and that was to make sure a lady did not cry.

"It wasn't your fault you know." Asaba stated quietly in the waiting room, while in a relax pose. "However, it is your fault for not helping the pixie inside that room, hiding out here won't make her suffering go away Kazuma- chan."

Kazuma felt anger well up inside him, "How do you know this?" Self loath seep into his soul, "I was the one that didn't help her, didn't notice when she was sick, I was to busy with music to realize everything that was going on around me."

"Oh yes you are guilty for that I reassure you, but your not guilty for the love she harbors for you. That is her own problem, not yours, only thing your guilty of was not realizing that she was in love with a dimwitted fool that you are." Asaba voiced lazily, "But tell me Kazuma-chan, why do you hide your own feelings from her?"

Clenching his fist together, feeling the pain from his nails digging into his flesh, "I am her brother Asaba."

"Step brother Kazuma-chan." Asaba smirks slightly; "I doubt that is the reason behind your hesitation."

"You don't realize this Asaba, the love she feels for me is only sibling love." The lead singer of Ying and Yang stuttered out, his hands pounded on the handle of the chair. "Damn it you don't understand, I -" The feelings pour from him, "I want her to love me in the non-sibling fashion. I want her to feel me, breath me, be with me, I wrote those songs all for her." His fingers uncurled and slid over his heart. "I made all that music hoping to whatever deity in the world that she would fall in love with me in the sense of a man and women sort of love."

"You're a fool Kazuma-chan." Asaba stated quietly.

"Yes I know I am." The younger one whispered to the older teen.

Asaba shook his head, "You don't understand, she loves you in that fashion not sibling."

"How are you so sure?"

This drew soft chuckle from the other, "Oh Kazuma-chan I know, when you played at the concern, I watched Tsubasa walk away." Gesturing with his hands lightly, "Do you want to know why she walked away?"

"Hai."

Asaba leaned on his right hand, "She thought you loved music more then her, when she stared at you on the stage, do you want to know what I saw?" At the sign of assent, he went on, "I saw jealously, sadness, despair." Pointing his fingers at the door that lead to Tsubasa's room, "That fairy in there thought you love music more then her, she gave up."

"But how stupid can that be---" He was cut off at the wave from Asaba.

"Listen this is Tsubasa we are talking about, she understands thing on a different level then you, she doesn't comprehend that anyone would want her. Think of this way, you both were alone, no one waiting for you, wanting love aching for it. Then boom you have a sibling, and they love you they care for you. Of course confusion might happen regarding sibling feelings, but there was a spark before it, the love you feel wasn't that type of love." Asaba stood up and walked in front of Kazuma. "Listen little boy. Your dealing with a woman's heart here, something that beats, that breathes, but your also dealing with Tsubasa."

"What should I do?"

"Do you like the story of Peter Pan?" Asaba mentioned quietly.

Kazuma blinked slightly in confusion. "Eh, yes I do."

"Well think of it this way, you have a fairy, and if a person shouts out 'I do not believe in fairies' what should happen?" Asaba nodded his head to the room, "The fairy ends up falling ne?" Getting a nod from the boy, he smiles softly, "And how does one solve this problem but to clap for the fairy so that it comes back to life ne?"

"Yes, but I still don't see how this applies to me and Tsubasa?" Drawing a sigh in exasperation, Asaba tug Kazuma up by his shirt. "HEY! What you doing?"

"Now see here, you know the story, I am sure as hell know you and Tsubasa like it since she kept on harping about it, when you read her the story." Satisfied at the wide eye look from the shorter boy, "Now think it this way, you got a fairy, it is almost dead you clap, your in love with Tsubasa, she is in love with you. One plus one is two. Now get in there." Asaba opened the door and threw Kazuma in, and shut it, with a sigh. "These kids these day, whatever happened to being smart?" Mumbling slightly as he dusted his hand, and walked away.

Kazuma groaned, when he fell ungracefully onto something soft, opening his eyes, he stared into emerald green eyes. That stared at him in surprise; it was unnerving to think that Asaba had that super human strength to toss him that far across the room onto Tsubasa's bed not to mention on top of Tsubasa. "Itai!" Scrambling he sat up and rubbed his head, "Ah gomen! I didn't hurt you did I?" Concerned if he damaged the fairy princess anymore then what he did to her emotionally.

"Iie." Tsubasa mumbles softly, then turned away to stare at the windows again, the fleet passing moment of surprise faded away from her eyes.

"Tsubasa." Kazuma fidgeted slightly, "Do you hate me?" He babbled slightly, "I know I was stupid and I didn't pay attention to you and all. I am sorry really I am, I just, I-" He stuttered cursing his lack of communication skills even though he was good at singing. "I know you should hate me, since I am stupid, I know you probably don't love me like I love you in the non-fashion sibling sense of course.and I." He yelped slightly, when he felt Tsubasa jerked her blanket almost flipping him off the bed.

"What did you say?" Bright emerald eyes stared at him in disbelief, evidently the words were bringing an impact to her.

Kazuma glances down onto the white blankets his face turning red. "I know you should hate me."

"Yada not that part, the part about love." Tsubasa breathed out breathlessly, it hurt to hope, but she couldn't help it.

"I love you." Kazuma lifted his head slightly to look at the emerald orbs, he felt his body quake at seeing the slowly forming tears in those ocean sea eyes. "Onegai don't cry." Quickly he move forward and brushed the tears from her eyes, "I am sorry, if this hurts you anymore, but I am not lying I do love you and if.if you don't love me that way I understand."

"Baka." Tsubasa sobs as she grip onto Kazuma her arms drawing him to her, "Kazuma no Baka." She wails slightly, "I love you."

Freezing slightly Kazuma leaned back to look at her, "You do?"

"Hai."

Kazuma felt the sides of his mouth lift into a smile. "Arigato." Leaning his forehead to Tsubasa he stared into her eyes.

"What took you so long?" Tsubasa whispered softly, "Kazuma no Baka, I almost gave up hope."

"The term that Asaba seems to be calling me is hopeless fool." Kazuma voiced out, while drawing her into his arms and hugging her to him, this drew a giggle from Tsubasa. "Though Asaba was right about both of us."

"Eh? What do you mean?" The fairy princess lifted her head to stare at her music prince.

Kazuma laced his fingers with Tsubasa, "That you are indeed a fairy princess, and I was the fool that wanted you to love him, however I blotched it up, since I was communicating wrongly."

"Communicating wrongly?"

"Hai! Tsubasa I was never good with words." Kazuma stroke her cheek gently, "I was hoping you would learn I love you deeply through my music, all those songs I wrote, were for you only."

Tsubasa blinked slightly, "Honto desu?"

"Hai, honto." The lead singer of Ying and Yang whispered.

"Ne Kazuma, when did you first know that you love me?" Tsubasa snuggled closer.

"I didn't, it sort of grew at first sight." The blonde hair boy readjusted the blanket around his princess. "When I saw you, I love you it was that simple, but it was a different type of love, it grew from that love to more, I've mistaken it for sibling love." Shaking his head slightly in laughter, "I suppose it is like morning glories."

Tsubasa giggles, "Why morning glories?"

"Well Morning Glories are called that because the blooms open in the cool of morning. It is like how my eyes were open to the love I felt for you." His fingers stroke her hair, "I finally realize that I love you with my heart, was when I walked in on you sleeping." His eyes soften at the memory, "You were so beautiful like the morning light I felt drawn to you, and I almost kissed you." Flinching slightly, "I felt sick for I was about to take advantage of you and I couldn't do that, so I was hoping that you would notice my love for you by the music I wrote." Fidgeting embarrassedly at confessing his sins to this heavenly hime, he sincerely hoped she wasn't angry at him.

Tsubasa felt her heart soften and fill with happiness. "Do you want to know when I realized I love you?" Going on without letting him answer, "It was when you were drifting away from me, when you went with the music that I thought you forgotten about me, that you didn't want me anymore." Seeing he was about to promise, she pressed her fingers against his lips, "I didn't understand that you were trying to show me that you love me through music." Feeling vulnerable, "I am not so confident Kazuma." She felt his arms tighten around her, "I don't really think I am valuable, after all before the time I thought I was in love with Arima, but he chose Yukino, then Papa fell in love with your Okaa-san." Whispering her fears slightly in dread, "The one fear I have is never to be wanted, my fear is that the person I love the most would turn away from me and pick another."

"Is that why you thought I would turn away from you?" Understanding dawn in those gentle eyes that mirror Kazuma soul, he felt honored that Tsubasa would share something this deep with him.

"Hai."

Meekly Kazuma whispered softly, "My fear is that I would be left alone." Smiling slightly, "I never complained one bit, whenever Kaa-san left, before she left I always called out, Daijoubu-I'll be fine." He felt his lips tremble slightly, "It was stupid of course, I wanted to grow up quickly to prove to Kaa-san that everything was alright, I wanted a job of course to help out in the family. Since Kaa-san worked so hard all the time. I never told her I was lonely all those times she left, whenever I came home no one was there to greet me."

"We are the same." Tsubasa pointed out gently, "That was why I felt a bond with you before, when you help save me from the ecchi."

"Hai, that was the beginning, I was grateful I met you, and I am twice as thankful that I now know you love me." Kazuma lay back and felt Tsubasa readjust to his body. "Ne Tsubasa."

"Nani?"

He felt his body relax, "You're going to eat something soon right?"

Tsubasa felt the warmth seep into her cold body, warming it, "Hai, I can't disappoint those morning glories." This drew laughter from her significant other. "Ne Kazuma?"

"Nani Tsubasa-chan?"

"Are we together now?"

"Hai, we are."

"Good." They both feel asleep comforted that they both had each other, and that they both weren't alone anymore.

Two pairs of eyes peered from the door, then shut quietly, Shibahime Toshiharu and his wife Hiromi stood together in a tight embrace. "I am glad they are alright."

"Hai Anata." Hiromi whispered, her eyes shining, "Demo this means we got to make sure they know the basic facts of life or else we might end up as grandparents soon." This drew choking noises from her husband. "Toshiharu Daijoubu?" Hiromi patted her husbands back concerned. While all of this went on, the two occupants in the room dreamed on in their own little worlds.

Terms

Daijoubu-It's alright [I'll be alright] Anata-beloved Ecchi-Pervert Okaa-san - Mother [Kaa-san] Honto desu - Really Hai-Yes Nani-What Hime-Princess Onegai-please Yada-No Iie-No

9-13-03 Time: 3:47am