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 Five: Comfort Me

Nozomu's ears perked up as the six o'clock news came on the TV. He was lying on a sofa, munching on some potato chips as he idly watched the screen.

"…and in other news, a mysterious sighting today. A panic was caused in a public mall due to the appearance of a deformed little boy—"

"AKIRA!" Nozomu yelled, bringing the werewolf into the room at a sprint.

"You found him?"

"He was last seen a few hours ago near Kyoto. Let's get going,"

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Mahiru walked out of the conference room with half of her previous confidence. Koku wouldn't settle for anything in compensation for her hand in marriage other than her hand in marriage again. Frustrated, tired, and wondering where Mitsuru had run off to, she had gracefully excused herself.

"Mitsuru!" she called, picking up her skirts and trying her best to run towards her rooms. "Mitsuru!"

He didn't answer, but a flurry of snide voices did. Stupid princess, calling for the demon. The Tengu wasted our lives we will never forgive him. Outcasts both of you should be exiled from the Palace. Shirogane is weak we need new leadership Oboro doesn't know what to do. Power, we need power. Stupid princess, stop calling no one will answer.

"Stop it!" she cried at them. "Mitsuru!" Mahiru screamed, slightly frantic now. "MITSURU!"

She tripped and began to crash to the ground, flinging out her arms in the hopes of grabbing a wall to catch herself. Powerful arms restrained her from meeting the ground, securing her above the hard wooden floor for a moment before flipping her around in a proper embrace.

With the same urgency, the same hunger, as before, Mitsuru claimed her mouth as his own. Breaking for breath, he wiped the tears away from her cheeks. "Princess, princess, why do you cry?"

"Mitsuru…" she took a deep breath, pressing her face to his chest. "Would you hold me, my love? Please…please, don't let go."

"I won't, koibito. I promise."

Picking her up, he walked to a window and slid it open. With as much grace as she possessed in the water, he rose off the ground and into the sky. Cradling the most important thing as close to him as he could, he lost himself in the wind and her warmth.

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Nozomu panted for air as he turned the corner. Right behind him, Akira sniffed the air loudly. "He should be here, Nozomu!"

"Right," the vampire replied, looking around.

They stood at the end of a long driveway in an urban area, only halfway transformed. Just as Nozomu had gotten there, he was sure that he had seen Shirogane whip around the side of the house. But what puzzled him was why the Emperor would run away from him.

"Akira, he's around the back. Let's ask nicely."

They reverted back to full human form and knocked on the door of the house. A young girl, perhaps only thirteen, answered the door. She looked horrified to see them, and lowered her head as they stared at her.

"Um…hello, my name is Akira. My friend here is Nozomu. We were wondering—"

"No!" she squeaked, slamming the door in their faces.

Nozomu was unfazed, but Akira had to blink several times to clear the spots from his vision.

"What do we—"

"Misoka is calling us," Nozomu muttered. "We have to go to the Moon Palace right away. We'll worry about this later, Akira. At least we found him."

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Mahiru opened her eyes as she felt the air rush past her head. She loved flying with Mitsuru when he was calm, as he was now. Her gown, flapping about—but not indecently—reminded her of the dream. The fish seemed to fly off the fabric and into the sky, dancing amongst the clouds.

"Mitsuru…"

He looked down at her. "Mahiru, we're almost back to the castle. Just…promise me that nothing's going to change this,"

"How could I ever let anything tear us apart? Koku is simply headstrong. I'll convince him to leave."

"If you need me…I probably shouldn't participate in your negotiations, Mahiru. But don't hesitate to ask for help."

She smiled. "I love you, Mitsuru,"

"Princess!" Misoka called, running towards them as they landed. "You're both needed, Oboro wants to confer with us."

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Nozomu didn't look forward to the scowl on Mitsuru's face or the worry in Mahiru's eyes when he explained that the Emperor had run and hidden from him. He didn't like Oboro's silent, pondering stare. He didn't appreciate Akira's uncharacteristic quietness.

He didn't like the way that Misoka was staring at him. He didn't feel like he belonged before the rest of them.

Since when was I leader?

"So Shirogane is serious," Oboro muttered. "I have new directions. I want Misoka to go back to Earth with Akira, and I want them to take Mitsuru. Nozomu will stay here with Mahiru, and I will personally assist in the resolution of the problem with the humans. As soon as it is taken care of, we will meet up with the rest of you on Earth. Expect us shortly."

Misoka gathered up Akira and Mitsuru without a word to Nozomu. Mitsuru and Mahiru said something sweet to each other before they were separated, and then there were only three left in the room.

"Tell me what's been happening, girlie," Nozomu said, sitting down next to Mahiru. "I hear that some humans have gotten themselves into quite a mess up here."

She sighed, giving him a pathetic look. "That's not even the start of it. This guy—Koku—decided that he was going to marry me a few years ago. Actually, my family had arranged the marriage, assuming that I hadn't been contacted by the Lunar Race. My grandma always knew what was going on—she set it up. So this guy is the one that my family picked, and he decided that he was going to go through with it. They told him that I had been abducted by demons—lord knows how they thought up that—and he decided to come and rescue me. Well, Mitsuru told him that we were going to be married, so I have to convince him to leave. Without harming anything."

"We're running out of time for that, Mahiru," Oboro cautioned. "Don't try to spare his feelings. There's only so much hospitality that you can show, princess."

She nodded. "Well…let's go talk to him, then."

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review, please! What do you think of it so far? Is it going well? Anything you'd like to see?