Typing Lady: Hi everybody, I'm real sorry that this fic hasn't been updated in a while…ya see, I accidentally lost the chapters, found them again and then lost them and have once again re-found them, so now onto chapter 4.

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Ch. 4 …A Promise Made

Mahiru, several hours later, was woken up by a rough shake. She rolled over, turning her back to the intruder. "Lemme be," She murmured; snuggling back into her sheets. "But Mahiru," came the ever happy and chiperish voice. "Akira it's like…" she raised her drowsy eyes to the clock, "7:33 in the morning."

"Mitsuru said to wake you. He needs to go out and asked for your help. So pweeeaaassee get up." He looked at her with wide wide, sparkling, innocent eyes.

Mahiru smiled at him and patted his head. "Thanks but I'm up now anyways." "Oh, he said to dress in old clothes also," Akira added grinning sillily.

"Thanks." She sat up stretching then swung her legs over and stood. Mahiru wore a pale blue nightgown that fell to her knees. It was made of a soft silk that her aunt had bought her for her birthday last year.

Akira bounded out of the room and she closed the door behind him. She was going out with Mitsuru and wanted to look nice but he wanted her to dress in old clothing. 'Is this a test?' she thought pulling out a pair of jean shorts that were extremely short. Then she went to retrieve a bright yellow midriff top. Changing quickly she wandered down the steps of the bar where Nozomu was sweeping.

"Morning Nozomu."

"Morning Princess," he said cheerfully. He flashed his flirtatious grin and she blushed brightly which made him smile more. The vampire was about to continue with his everyday flirts when Mitsuru stormed in pushing Nozomu to the side. "C'mon you damn woman!" He growled, walking past her.

She followed confused. 'He hasn't forgotten has he…?' Mahiru smiled and followed although she wanted to cry. She skipped along beside him, swinging her arms. "Where we going?" She leaned towards him but he turned to her shouting.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Mahiru shrank back in fear. He caught her reaction then whispered, "They're watching us." He rolled his eyes in the direction of the Moonshine. She nodded; only when they turned the corner out of the sight of Nozomu's gaze did they smile. Mitsuru didn't smile but it was better than his usual frown.

He no longer walked with his angry stride, but normally. Mahiru walked beside him stealing a glance at him. Their eyes connected and she blushed, looking away. She knew how he felt for her. It was the same feeling she had for him. 'But why does he have to stare at me…' "Where are we going?"

"It's a long way… would you like to fly?" she nodded and stepped into his open arms. Placing her own arms around his neck as his encircled her waist. The sudden rise of wind swirled around and lifted them into the air. "Rest! You didn't sleep much."

Her questioning eyes looked at his unemotional ones. "How did you know that?"

"Damn girl…I just knew alright!" He glared at Mahiru and she sighed. 'I can't tell her that I watched her toss and turn…that she sang a song…her song.'

"Mitsuru?" She ran a hand through his hair. Though it was unkempt, it was very soft and silky. Mitsuru snatched her hand away and she clung tighter as he held her with one arm. "What caused those wounds of yours before?"

He was a bit surprised she asked. There was no reply as they landed and Mitsuru pulled away. "We're here." Watching Mahiru look around smiling he started to walk away. "C'mon…we got a long walk ahead."

"Huh…uhh…WAIT!" she ran after him not wanting to be left behind. They walked all that day in silence, hiking through caves, over hills and rivers until it was close to sunset. A large forest stood below them as they stood on a cliff. Mahiru hung about fifteen feet away from the edge but Mitsuru went to the very edge and sat down, letting his legs hang down.

"Come over here or you'll miss it woman!" Mahiru eyed the edge of the cliff and slowly inched towards it.

"C'mon." A strong gust of wind blew her towards him and she fell behind him. In a kneeling position behind Mitsuru, Mahiru rose on shaky legs. Mitsuru turned around a bit so she only saw one eye.

Clinging to his arm she crawled beside him and sat, leaning into him in fright. He didn't push her away or laugh at her. 'Brownie point for him and me.' "Look at the sun." Mahiru raised her eyes to the setting sun which was settling over the tree tops.

"This is where I first heard that song." Mitsuru said staring out at the scene before them. He didn't notice Mahiru relax beside him, still leaning into him. "Princess, Princess, why do you cry?"

Mahiru giggled, "In the forest painted by the setting sun, I made a promise to a demon boy. That when the full moon rises in ten, I will become his bride." She thought about that before adding, "Mitsuru…may I make a promise to you." He looked at her, "When the full moon rises in ten will you…can I…become your bride?" She moved her face and placed it on his cheek, whispering into his ear, "Please."

Mitsuru was silent. He felt her warm breath, hot against his ear. 'What do I do…' The sun was almost down now and it was beginning to cool. The golden light was fading to a dark orange and red that would soon turn dark blue. He heard himself say, "Yes…"

"When can these damn bandages come off?" he complained several minutes later, once the sun was set. He and Mahiru were still sitting close to each other. "I am a fast healer and my wounds are healed now."

"Let's go home and do that then…can we fly all the way please?" She shivered and followed Mitsuru away from the drop.

TBC

Typing Lady: Aww that was a sweet chapter. Anyways, once again I'm terribly sorry that I lost these chapters the first and second time. I'm hoping that the next chappie will be up within the next week. Laters!

From the real author not the typing lady here: By the way coming up are a few changes from my original story made by miss Typing Lady. As for miss typing lady…pulls out a shock bat better start typing my stuff!