Ve1's Note: I don't know where to begin, just want to say that… I MISS SAKURA-CHAN! (Cries) and I made a C2 called Americas New Pastime, with some fan fics you might recognize. Chapters in this story might come slower than they did in ATO probably because I'm making every chapter at LEAST four pages in M. Word.

Disclaimer: If only…

Chris's smirks always meant she was going to pretty much humiliate Miyako or Claire. It was Miyako's turn to be humiliated, at the Piffle Princess practice center she dragged Miyako into going to. It was exactly humiliation but trust me, Miyako was pretty embarassed

"So… How do I make her move?" Miyako asked, looking from the lifeless Haru to her friends.

Metallica was doing some break dance moves while Shani twirled on her tippy-toes. Claire and Chris looked up at her; and the other two Angels stopped dancing and followed their Deus's gazes. "You've got to think of what you want her to do. Think 'Open your eyes' or think 'Bust a move'" Chris grinned; Claire rolled her eyes at the 'Bust a move' thing.

Miyako blinked inside her blue and purple headset, "Sounds simple." Uhhh… Open your eyes Haru. It took a moment, but slowly the Angel came to life on the layer. She blinked her crimson red eyes a few times before turning and staring up at Miyako. "AWESOME!" Miyako sure was not acting as cool and collected as usual. "SHE DID SOMETHING!"

Claire bit her tongue so hard it began to bleed; she was trying not to burst out laughing. Chris made some snorting like laughs as she bit her lip.

"It is so not funny!" Miyako crossed her arms and growled. Haru spun around on one leg, stuck her arms straight out, closed her eyes, and fell on her back. "What the crap! Haru!" She leaned forward, staring at her Angel. Get up! The Angel, with her arms still out and eyes closed, suddenly leaped up on her feet.

Claire started laughing so hard she was crying, Chris followed her lead. Angels are guided by their Deus's hearts, so both Shani and Metallica fell over laughing silently. Literally. They looked like they were laughing but no noise came out, the girls had forgotten to buy voices too.

"What's so funny!" Miyako almost snarled.

"Your Angel! You've got to concentrate on Haru or she'll shut down." Claire said, gasping for breath and wiping a tear from her eye. Chris went back to making her Angel dance, while Shani looked like she was doing crunches.

I'll pay more attention to you now. Now… Let's try 'Bust a move' or whatever Chris said. The 'bust a move' thing triggered an image in her mind, she thought of Oscar playing around with and doing the worm. Before Miyako could do anything she found Haru lying on the layer doing… the worm! Hey!

She started cracking up, causing her friend to turn around and stare at her. Chris was the first to comment, "Are you trying to make her look like a dying fish?"

"No! I-I- it was an accident... I-I...Oh forget it." Miyako shook a hand at Chris, signaling her friend to turn around. All right, let's not do the worm. How about a cartwheel? It was a shaky cartwheel but Haru managed to spin around and land well. Somersault? The command was sent and it was obeyed.

This is so cool…

Practice continued for about two more hours before the girls packed up and left. Chris mysteriously disappeared saying she had some business to attend to, leaving Miyako and Claire to wander the boardwalk out of boredom.

"So… How much progress did you make with Haru?"

"I'm able to move her now if that's what you mean. What about you? It Shani easy to move?"

"Yeah! She's really fast too!"

"No kidding you put and emphasis on her speed." Miyako and Claire starting heading towards their favorite ice cream stand after nearing some of the shops.

"You be quiet! You're just like Chris! Ruin all my fun!" Claire crossed her arms and fake-pouted keeping her eyes low while Miyako ordered their usual favorite cones.

"Fine. To make it up to you I'll pay. Just stop with those big watery eyes." Even with her eyes down Miyako could still catch a glimpse of those big, watery, blue eyes that always melted her heart. She hated them.

"Hehe! Works every time!" Claire giggled when Miyako handed her a big cone of pink strawberry-banana flavored ice cream. Something about that girl and pink.

The other girl didn't care to comment on that; she licked off some blue bubble-gum flavored ice cream. The reason that ice-cream stand was so special was because it was the only one that sold bubble-gum and strawberry-banana ice cream. A very strange little stand indeed.

Claire continued taking large licks off her cone before noticing Miyako had stopped to stare at something in a little shop. "Mimi?"

It was strange that her friend's head didn't snap around and yell at her about calling her that. She was too wrapped up in what she was looking at. She didn't even notice when a little bit of blue ice cream dripped on her favorite black shirt (though you can't tell the difference between her other black shirts, she just likes this one best).

"Mimi! What are you-" she paused and gasped, "OMIGOSH! It's Metallica!" The few other people near the shop at the time turned to stare at the origin of the high-pitched scream. A small toddler actually started crying.

"Angelic Fight!" the announcer cried.

Metallica held her sword in her right hand and signaled with her left hand for the other Angel to 'Bring it on' in Chris's terms.

Metallica's opponent was an insanely large Angel, probably a power type, "Let me warn you Metallica. You shall not win." The Angel cried in a deep yet feminine voice.

"That Angel has a voice!" Claire cried, not as loudly as before.

"And she's huge!"

"Chris can't beat THAT!"

The defense Angel just stayed in the same position, but it was obvious Chris was getting irritated with the Deus. "We'll see! Do your best Metallica!" the blonde girl cried to her Angel.

"Turi always wins! And that's not going to change because of some rookie!"

"Don't count your chickens before they hatch."

"Turi" her opponent became enraged, she charged for the smaller Angel going s fast as she could. Even though power Angels were pretty slow she seemed to muster up a lot of speed.

In a flash the battle was over. Metallica soared over her opponent, flipped in the air, and delivered a strong blow with her sword. The supposedly fake metal made a realistic clang as it hit Turi's armor and forced the other Angel off the layer.

"NOOOOOO!" was the power Angel's final words as it became lifeless upon falling out of the layer.

"BOOYAH!" the camera turned back to Chris who stood up out of her chair and starting cackling and striking poses. Metallica stuck her tongue out and struck a pose by crossing her legs and raising her hands high above her head.

"Angel Metallica and Deus Christina- I mean Chris win!" the announcer looked worried when he said Chris's real name. The girl and Angel shot a glare as the 'Tina' was mentioned at the end of 'Chris'

"SHE WON!" Claire latched onto Miyako leaping up and down, "I just knew she'd win!"

Sure you did… Miyako thought before she concentrated on the situation at hand, "Cla-ire… I ca-n't… b-re-e-eath…" Miyako managed to murmur, even though it only made Claire's death hug tighter. 'Breath' came out sounding like 'B-uh-uh-ree-ee-tuh'.

7:15, May 21st

RocknRolla: Why didn't you tell us you were battling at a public tournament?

Hrdc0re: (gaspeth) Must've slipped my mind. You watched?

RocknRolla: Yeah it was on TV. And tell me what's going on.

Hrdc0re: All right… If you and Claire were there I wouldn't have been able 2 concentrate on the battle.

RocknRolla: Really?

Hrdc0re: Really Really. I was thinking that I would mess up and you two would be a whole lot better than me, but that only happened when I was around you 2. You guys know how competitive I can be. So 2 day after practice I didn't tell you so I could concentrate on my own battle, than concentrate on screwing up my own battle.

RocknRolla: That makes sense. Hey, its only 7:20 want to come over for a sleepover? The parentals are gone for the weekend and the minis (her younger siblings) are with them, I'm sure it'll be all right.

Hrdc0re: Well you already know my parents and our mini (her little brother) is with them so it'll be all right if I let the dogs out and turn on the security. Let me pack up and I'll be over. Thanks.

RocknRolla: 'Kay. Bring Metallica okay?

Hrdc0re: Of course. If it isn't any trouble I was going to go to the mall and buy a voice for Metallica, that Angel with a voice made me jealous. Would ya like to come too? I think we could put our money together and buy one voice machine.

RocknRolla: Sure! That Angel made me jealous too X3. You drive?

Hrdc0re: Duh. Let me hop off and finish packing and I'll be over in say… twenty minutes?

RocknRolla: Lol. 'Kay. Ciao

Hrdc0re: Ciao

Hrdc0re has signed off.

"So we're going to get you a voice Haru? Would you like that?" Miyako stared at the Angel resting on top of her computer, "Oh gawd… I'm talking to myself. I'm talking to a toy! That can't be healthy." The red head put her hand on her forehand after moving some crimson bangs out of her face.

"Still a voice will be cool." She mumbled after a minute in silence. A few more messages popped up on her computer reading:

Metgirl4eva: Word has it you got an Angel.

JOCrcks124: Saw your friend on TV today. Do you play AL too now?

Lghingupatjoo: Will you go out with me?

Miyako's finger flew across the keyboard answering the messages in order: Yes, Yes, and Never. She then signed off before any other messages could disrupt her thoughts.

Glancing down at her current outfit she groaned, her black shirt that now had a blue stain (though it's hard to see), black cargos that were a little dirty from sand when they had walked the boardwalk earlier, and her hair was uncombed and messy. "Got to go get ready." She mumbled, picking up the silver haired Angel and heading to her dresser.

Chris picked up the wolf-shaped knocker and dropped it making a loud 'CLANG!' when she did. There was a screeching sound inside and Miyako slid down the railing like usual and then trotted across the marble floor to greet her friend. Chris was rather glad she and her friend lived in the same neighborhood. What she did not like was that people sometimes called them spoiled because to be truthful their houses were huge. Miyako didn't mind it but she never felt she needed the space but Chris hated small cramped places and was quite content in her house.

"We have a doorbell you know." Miyako said in a fake grumbling voice, opening the door and pressing the doorbell herself. A ringing noise seemed to come from everywhere in the house.

"But where's the fun in that?" Chris shot her a silly grin, "Can we go inside already this stuff is heavy.

"Bring your punching bag again?" Miyako asked, Chris had one time brought her punching bag and set it up in Miyako's basement.

The was a small grumbling noise that came from Chris, "No! And I was twelve, I was stupid then."

Like your not now? Miyako was about to say before stopping herself and thought it was too easy.

"Well I brought my money, and Metallica, ready to go?" the blonde dug out her Angel from her bag, and turned to look at her friend. It was then she finally noticed that Miyako was looking so grungy and scruffy at usual. Her hair was a little damp and in the usual curly pig tails, but her black shirt was crisp and clean with fresh black cargos with sky blue lining. She wore a choker with a sky blue star and black and black Vans that looked new too. "… You… look nice?" she gave her look of pure confusion.

Miyako glanced down at her outfit, "Really? It seems kind of normal."

"Well your not grungy like usual…" she mumbled opening the door to head out with her friend.

"What was that-? I am so not grungy!"

They began to debate this all the way to Piffle Princess.

"Goodness!" the both said in unison when they looked at the price tag. Sixty bucks for a little machine, but you could reuse it. "It's a freaking voice box."

"Yes. Mister Mihara made it over priced but it's the rules of supply and demand. So many people wanted it but everyone must be programmed specially and only a few come out of the factory everyday." The clerk said, it was the same one that helped Miyako out of Friday. The two found out her name was Lynette.

"Well…" they both looked at each other with a pained look. "I guess it's only thirty dollars from each of us so…"

The both turned away from each other counting their money. Miyako had forty dollars and Chris had fifty so they were both okay, it still left them ten and twenty dollars.

"But you know… If you put in an order for your Angel card here we give you a small discount…" Lynette said, lying, but trying to help them out. "Have either of you battled in a public tournament?"

"I did." Chris said. Miyako shook her head 'no'.

"I can give you a five dollars discount then. It's not much but it helps." Lynette said, trotting behind the counter and handing Chris a form to fill out.

"I'll pay thirty dollars and you pay twenty five. Okay?" she said to Miyako.

The red head smiled at her friend, Chris really could be nice if you got past her little force field that kept her isolated from everyone but her closest friends.

The two paid for the machine and decided to leave, now left with only a little money to get by for the next week. Miyako probably wasn't going to be able to buy lunch for two days unless she found some money in her sibling's rooms.

"That thing better be getting up and doing our dishes every morning." Miyako announced to her friend.

"And walking the dogs." Chris added. The both giggled at their own silliness. "The mall is closing in a few minutes so we better get out. Anyway it's really late and if we want to give them voice tonight we better move fast.

"And you hook this into the outlet… and… done!" Miyako cried from her side of the room, after hooking the final plug into her outlet. All these wires and plugs for just a toy seemed pretty silly. "I'm going to be really scared to look at the electric bill after this…"

"This is going to take forever!" Chris stared at the screen, focused on all the sound waves, and voices listed on the device. A teeny tiny cord was hooked into Metallica's back so the data could be downloaded to her system. "There's so many voices." She played one that sounded like a dying frog, and immediately turned it off.

Miyako sighed, waiting for her to choose a voice. It took about fifteen minutes, and those minutes lasted FOREVER. Chris finally cried out victoriously that she found the perfect voice. It was a semi-high-pitched voice that sounded sort of dark too.

The voice device was hooked into Haru's back now and it was Miyako's turn to choose a voice. It took only about half a second, she clicked on number seven which played a voice that sounded feminine, but sort of cocky, but playful, all at the same time. "That one." She said, ready to click 'download'.

"But you only listened to one voice!"

"But that is most definitely a Haru voice." She said clicking the big red 'download' button.

"You just freak me out sometimes…"