WAAH! A.F.H.A is coming to an end! After this there's two more chapters, and an epilogue! I hope you've all enjoyed this fic to the end. Well… Here's chapter 14!

Please, bear with me with the description of Puddings life. I'm basing it on little things I've read in the manga, and heard from various sources… You'll see.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own TMM so please don't sue!

Chapter 14: Promise to the Night Sky

Tart trudged through the wet streets of Tokyo solemnly. He sniffled and cursed the damn weather that made him cold in a damp dry way. Tart sighed as he came upon a bright yellow door of a small house. "Number 32," he muttered to himself as he checked upon the hand drawn map. "I hope this is the right address, that human girl sure has bad handwriting." Upon ringing the door bell, Tart heard a number of bumps and crashes as well as shouts. When the door opened, he saw Pudding wearing a bright orange apron with a number of dishes stacked in one hand and some cups in the other. Her hair was all disheveled and she looked stressed.

"Tar-tar!" Tart winced at his nickname. But for some reason it didn't matter that much. The thing that really made him wince was the tone of her voice. It was haggard and squeaky. "Yeah, erm can I come in for a sec?" Pudding nodded and let him in.

Tart walked into a bright walled kitchen with a large dinner table. On it were about 7 other kids (A/n: Sorry, but I can't remember, does Pudding have seven siblings or less? I think I read it as seven in the manga, but if you guys could let me know that would be much appreciated )

"Err, Pudding, who are these kids?"

Pudding forced a small. "Well they're my siblings! Na-no-da!"

Tart blinked. "ALL OF THEM?" Pudding nodded.

She placed their dishes in the sink, as all the little kids quickly helped each other to neaten the place, before making a dash for the living room. Tart watched quietly as Pudding washed up and headed over to a room.

She slumped against a bed, breathing haggardly, and Tart slowly approached her, and placed a hand on her forehead. "AAIIEE!" he screamed while quickly retracting his hand. "You're burning! How can you work in these conditions?"

"I'm sorry I missed work-no-da, but I haven't been feeling too go-go." She gave Tart her sweet smile, and he felt like his heart broke from the sight.

'What have I done to her?' he thought to himself. Tart placed his hands on his hips, an expression of utter confusion displayed across his face. "I don't get you! You're sick, and yet you're still doing all this stuff at home? Who cares if you're missing work!"

Pudding gave a small smile, and her eyes were slowly drifting closed. "Could you please help me? Tar Tar?"

Tart's eye twitched, but it stopped once he noticed Pudding had fallen asleep. He couldn't believe how much she was pushing herself to take care of the ones she loved, even though she was so unwell… 'Maybe I should give her a break, afterall it's my fault she's feeling like this…. I don't think I can ever imagine a world without my Pudding…' Tart sighed, a small blush upon his face. He looked at the time—7:30pm, and decided he should try and get the little ones in bed quick, so he could look after her…

"Afterall, she's a very nice girl. She's sweet and real nice to me—unlike that hag… SO I guess I deserve this," choked Tart as two childish bodies were jumping on his back. "Hey hey HEY!" He rolled over, and the little kids cheered running around him. 'How does she put up with them?'

"Hey you little runts! Stop jumping and go to bed!" he shouted. His response was a row of tongue sticking, which really pissed off the little alien. He sighed, wondering what he could do with them. He'd tried everything so far, asking nicely, acting physical, and even threatening, what else could he do? Tart searched the room with his eyes, when he noticed a bag. He walked towards it, and opened it to reveal candy. Tart gave a sigh of discovery, and a twinkle went about his eyes. He hadn't tried bribery yet!

(A/n: O.O Wow, is he bad or what?)

He turned to the room of kids and smiled. "Hey kids!" They all stopped to look at him. "How about a little wager eh? If you guys go to bed RIGHT NOW, then I promise each of you one or two candies in the morning." All the eyes in the room twinkled before faces disappeared. Tart smirked as he checked each room and bathroom. Wow, he didn't know it would work this good! Kids were brushing their teeth and getting themselves ready for bed. 'Pudding must deprive them form candy, and I do see why… If they're this hyper, they'd explode and blow up the place if they got the sugar burst from candy.'

Tart sighed and walked towards Pudding's room dusting his hands. "Glad that's all over," he muttered. He sat beside Pudding, and watched her breathe.

Many thoughts were running through Tart's head, and he couldn't help himself but think these thoughts—as out of character it seemed. Maybe, it wouldn't be too bad? Liking Pudding. She'd definitely be able to take care of him, if she can survive looking after her siblings.

He absentmindedly stroked Pudding's hair. "Yeah I'm sorry… The only reason you got sick was 'cuz I got mad and took your umbrella. If I hadn't been so angry that day, maybe you'd be alright, I sure do miss you at the café. It's boring having nobody but the lovey dovey hags and everybody else at the café. You really do brighten my day." He blushed in the darkness, knowing to himself that his words may not be getting through to Pudding. "Anyways, I got them all to bed, and you'll have to give them candy in the morning… Sorry, but I'd really like it if you could get better and we could be friends again. Little sunshine in my rainy day."

A light moan went into Tart's ears. "Hmm, s'kay, welcome…thanks."

Tart's mouth dropped to the ground. 'She was listening all along!' …..

Tart was still from the surprise of Pudding's consciousness, and during all this, a strange little commotion was occuring in a certain room of a certain someone in another part of Tokyo.

"Ichigo, MY Ichigo… Gone…" Masaya rolled around his bed and fell onto the floor, staring into the empty space and darkness of his room. He shut his eyes and groaned, curling up into a ball.

He gasped, sweat beating down his face as his temperature seemed to rise further and further. All these images flew past his head. Him and Ichigo at the picnic, He and Ichigo telling each other dire love, the good times. He gave a twisted smile and chuckled as a picture of his kiss with Ichigo going through his head. The smile faded once Kish got into the picture.

Again the images continued to flash through his head, this time it was of Kish and Ichigo. Masaya stood up slamming curled fists upon his bed. The television turned on as he slammed the remote control on his bed. A young woman was talking about some environment issue, but that didn't matter to Masaya—he had lost his love to a freak. (A/n: EVIL MEAN! KISH IS NO FREAK! > )

He rolled on the ground groaning. Masaya cried out in pain as the heat in his body was too much for him, and a voice boomed in his head. 'Embrace your dark side. Embrace me and I can grant whatever wish you want… once we take over…'

The voice echoed its message, laughing, mocking Masaya.

'You're a weak fool... Your human body is full of limitations, but I am the ultimate armour... Use me... Embrace your dark side. Embrace me and I can grant whatever wish you want… once we take over…Embrace your dark side. Embrace me and I can grant whatever wish you want… once we take over…'

He screamed, and blanked out…

Dark blue soulless eyes opened up in the bleak room and turned to the televisions set. Pale hands pushed the body up, and Masaya looked around. In a limping fashion, he made his way towards his window. He drew back the curtains to reveal the bright moon in the dark sky. "No stars," he mumbled in a haggard voice. "The beautiful studs aren't visible tonight, nor tomorrow nor any other night." He pounded a fist against the window, then smiled. "Don't worry, I promise you, once I take over, your starry night show will never be hidden by pollution nor clouds… The night sky is your stage, and I will clean it up, just like this planet that will be mine…"

Masaya pulled his hair behind his long pointed ears and let out an insane laugh, as his head spun with plots, and he made a promise to the night sky…

Errr… Cute, Pudding and Tart are together, but what the heck is up with Masaya? O.o Never liked the kid, always thought he was a little…. Cuckoo… neways, hope this was a good chapter for y'all! Please Read and Review! TWO CHAPTERS AND AN EPILOGUE LEFT! >-