Disclaimer: if I could own CM, the only part of it that I would really want for keepers would be the font they use on the cover. Keep Mahiru and Mitsuru, keep Akira and Nozomu—I want the font, and that's it.

My first CM fic ever—please be kind. It's going to be humorous, and it's obviously going to be romantic…so bare with me. Expect rather slow updates…at least until after next Thursday (and maybe next Monday)—that's when all the obligatory stuff in my life ends and I'm left with the summer to myself.

Capture Me Care for Me:

Shirogane has gone missing, and it looks like the Moon Bandits may be the only ones able to locate the Emperor. And with things getting serious with Mitsuru and Mahiru, what will happen when a human suitor turns up? Three years after the series.

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Chapter Two: When Walls Crash Down

A/N—mature content this time around. Careful, lil'fanfiction readers

Mitsuru lay awake several nights after Mahiru's mysterious dream, waiting for the sound of a key in the door. She had gone to meet up with a school friend and run a few errands for herself, and promised to be back within reasonable time. Honestly, it wasn't yet night, but that hazy between that happens just before it. At any moment, he expected her to return.

Click.

"I'm baaaaaccckkkk!" she sang. "Mitsu-chan, what would you like for dinner? I got ramen noodles—"

She had turned to put her grocery bags on the table, putting her back to him. Mitsuru, ignoring her new petname, slipped his arms around her waist and breathed in her hair.

"You drive me nuts, Mahiru," he muttered against the back of her neck.

A chill ran through her petite form and she sucked in a sharp breath of air. "Mitsuru…"

"Mahiru,"

Spinning around, her lips were crushed by the intensity of his kiss. She felt as if he were trying to suck all of the Mahiru out of her, as if he must have it all or he would die. Lost to the strength of his emotions, she reacted as much as she could. Slipping her arms around him, he ran his hands down her ribs and stomach, fingers catching hold of the wait of her skirt.

"Mitsuru…" she muttered, lips bruised and slightly swollen. "Mitsuru, I…we…"

"Be quiet, Mahiru," he replied, "unless you're trying to object."

She stared into his eyes, a drug-like haze settling over her features. "No, Mitsuru. I love you."

Her fingers found the bottom of his shirt, and they both stood in a stalemate for a moment. Mitsuru knelt and kissed her stomach through her shirt, fingers undoing the clasp of her skirt. "Are you sure, Mahiru?"

Biting her lip, she nodded.

The skirt fell to the ground.

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Misoka hazarded pressing his ear to the wall before he knocked. Akira, overabounding with energy, bounced up and down on the balls of his feet as he thought of seeing Mahiru and Mitsuru again.

"Dare I guess that they're busy?" Misoka muttered. He stepped away from the wall and closed his eyes. "Mitsuru, Mahiru—you have to be somewhere. In three minutes, be presentable and ready to travel."

There was a muffled squeak from the other side of the wall, and an angry sort of roar. Not much longer afterwards, the door flung open to reveal Mitsuru pissed beyond belief and Mahiru blushing ten shades of red.

"Hello Misoka, Akira. What brings you here?"

Misoka sighed. "Sadly, not good news. The Emperor Shirogane has gone missing, and we've received some news about you, princess. It seems that you're to be married…?"

Mahiru's eyes widened. "No…no!" she shook her head, putting her hands over her ears.

"Well, I hope nothing valuable's been lost recently. Certain events must take place before others, and I would be quite disappointed to learn that you hold no value for the law and order of things."

Mitsuru rolled his eyes. "I'm not going to stand here and be lectured by you. What do you need us for?"

"We need your help finding Shirogane," Akira explained. "Plus, a human's come calling at the Moon Palace for Mahiru. He brought reinforcements. We could sort of use your help to get it all cleaned up."

Mahiru nodded. "I'll go. Mitsu-chan?"

He sighed. "Don't call me that, koi. Let's get going,"

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…as she blushes insanely…

Okay, so the mature content wasn't that bad…but I'm not used to writing it! Gack!

Anyway, plot will pick up after this. Sorry, no Meeting-Place proportions for this one. I'm keeping track of everything and getting it done with. Please stick with me and review to show your support!