You're Here Now


Thanks for the reviews again. I just want you to know that this fan fiction will go somewhere and it will go somewhere good. I have a really good idea for the plot and what not. So please don't lose hope because to beginning seems pointless. It's really not.


(Sorry for not adding this in the last chapter)

Warning: May contain sexual content in the future

Rating: T for Teen

Couple: Takuto and Mitsuki


Disclaimer: I do not own Full Moon Wo Sagashite or any of the characters associated with the series.


RECAP: "What should we do?" Mitsuki asked, feeling helpless.

"I think we she just let it blow over, but for now you'll have to sat away from the media."

"Those bastards!" Takuto clenched his fist. He than ripped the newspaper from Mitsuki's hand and threw it hard at the wall. 'Damn media!'

"By the way..." Ooshige changed the subject. "Since when do you sleep in Takuto's bed?" END RECAP


Chapter 3: Precious Time


Walking down the sidewalk, Full Moon could feel the sun beating down on her. People walked the streets chatting and complaining about the heat. It was a beautiful day, but also one with some amount of humidity.

A pair of sunglasses and a hat were used to disguise Full Moon from the public. Her feet were beginning to ache now. She was on her twenty-first block, carrying a thirty pound pack of books, which could make twenty-one blocks longer than it really was.

Mitsuki had decided to walk to the library. She had no work today and wouldn't mind catching up on some her her reading.

Walking mayn't have been the wisest approach, but Mitsuki didn't want to bother anyone for transportation. With last weeks aticle, she felt she had already been enough of a nuisance.

Her dressed whiped in a strong gust of wind and then settled. It actually felt nice in this summer heat.

Mitsuki's mind roamed to Takuto. He had seemed so mad lately and had taken it mout on everyone and everything around him, sadly that included Mitsuki. She had guiltily been avoiding him for the last few days. It hadn't really been that hard, considering he didn't seek company when he was in his current state.

Mitsuki pulled a whistle up to her view. It was the one that hung from a string around her neck.

A single red ribbon adorned it. Takuto had given her this whistle when he was a shinigami. It no longer worked, considering Takuto was no longer a death angel, but Mitsuki cherished it either way. She wanted to remember those days. They were fun. Even with death looming over her head back then, Mitsuki had never recalled being happier.

"Mitsuki?" Masami's voice rushed into Full Moon's ears. She turned. Her part time manager was wheeling a stroller. The woman's auburn hair was pulled into a pony-tail and she wore a white dress, decorated with daisies and falling petals.

Mitsuki eyed her in wonder. She had really seen the womam dress so casually. It fit her well. It was nice to see Ooshige at a time like this. Mitsuki wanted someone to talk to.


"So he won't listen to you?" Masami asked, summing up what Mitsuki had explained to her. The heat seemed to have lessoned over the last ten minutes. Masami and Mitsuki had taken seats on a street bench. In the stroller, Shinka slept soundly.

"I don't know it he's mad at me, or..."

"No, he would have no reason to be." Ooshige assured. "I'm sure he just hates being targeted by the media in a negative way. Maybe you should try talking to him again and calm him down."

"I don't know." She looked at her hands, which were anxiously folded on her lap. Her blond hair lapped over her shoulders and into her view with another gust. She hated feeling so far away from Takuto.

"Mitsuki..." Masami placed a comforting hand on the girl's shoulder and kept the other on the sleeping baby's stroller handle. "You're the only one he'll listen to."

"Thank you, Ooshige-san. I'll give it a try." Mitsuki got up, pulling her enlarged bag up with her.

"Wait." Masami stopped her before she could leave.

"Hmm?"

"I have one favor."

"Favor?"

"Well you see..." Ooshige began. "Our child sitter won't be able to work tonight. I have work and Keiichi does as well. If it's not to much trouble..." She trailed.

"Of course, I can watch Shinka." Mituski smiled brightly. She enjoyed watching the infant. She had done it a couple times before. He was such an angel. The adorable boy had blong hair like his father and his mothers brown eyes. He was small and cried a lot, but his crying could be quickly settled. "What time would you like me to come by?"

Masami smiled to her friend. Mitsuki could always be there in a time of need. She waited a moment before answering. It was nice to have a family. Mitsuki had become a close friend.

"Seven-thirty?"

"Seven-thirty it is." Watching Shinka was an interesting experience. The child was now a year and a half, so he had walking and some talking down, but not much more. His first word was Taki, which was actually short for Takuto. Takuto had helped Mitsuki watch him once and the baby had seemed to grown fond of him. As Takuto had gone to leave that day with Mitsuki, the baby reached out to him, calling 'Taki!'.


Mitsuki had been given firm directions to lock all the windows and doors. She had heard some rumors that there was a suspicious chractersm roaming the neighberhood. Just the thought of someone breaking in gave Mitsuki a chill. The last thing she wanted was to have to fight off a murderer.

Mitsuki entered the child's room and looked down upon Shinka. He looked quite precious, sleeping with a rattle in one hand and his minature blue blanket in the other.

Beaming, Mitsuki felt her heart soar. A mother's instinct dropped down on her. She realized just how far she would go to protect this innocent child. Mitsuki didn't want to wake up the infant, so she decided it was time to exit.

Leaving the room, Mitsuki left only a night light on. She left the door cracked open, but held a device in her hand that would allow her to monitor the baby's noises. She would keep it close all night.

Plopping down on the couch, Mitsuki realized she was very tired. She couldn't sleep. She knew better. If there really was someone walking around in the nights shadow, Mitsuki would have to stay alert. Ooshige and Wakaouji had placed their child's life in her hands for the next few hours. She would not betray their trust.

Even so, with this so strongly on her mind, she could not stop her eyes from sliding shut. They burned. She had not gotten much sleep for the last few nights and it was only taking affect now. What terrible timing?


Mitsuki slowly opened her eyes. She was in a very oncomfortable position. She would have been better off sleeping flat on the couch.

Looking around, she saw that the clock blinked 11:00pm. She had only slept for an hour. Her first thought was checking on the baby. She jumped up and rushed for his room. She was relieved to know he was still sound asleep. Nothing had taken place during her short slumber.

Suddenly there was a sound, a thump. Mitsuki's heart raced immediately. She did not want to assume the worst, but she already had. She was consumed in fear. 'It could have just been... something else.'

"Ha, ha, yeah." She tried to smile, but it didn't quite work. Her first priority was making sure this child was safe. She wanted to lock herself in, but if the house was robbed that would be no good either.

Mitsuki opened the door and peeked out into the living room. She gulped back swelling fear. She wouldn't let anything get near this infant. The window was locked to the room, so now she had to lock the door. The key to the babies room was in a kitchen drawer. Masami had told her that before leaving, just in case of an emergency.

Locking the door behind her, Mitsuki could only hope that no one realized there was a life behind this door. Walking into the living room, Mitsuki faltered. She heard another thump and stopped in her tracks. 'On no... someone really is here.' She didn't know what to do. The first thing that came to her mind was to call someone and the one person she felt safe around was... 'Takuto!'

Mitsuki headed for the phone and suddenly there was a much larger thump. She squeeked in fear, but didn't stop her journey to the telephone.

There were bangs now.

Boom! Boom!

A window broke. Mitsuki felt pain in her chest. She was worried so much. She grabbed the phone and dialed as quickly as she could. Her fingers shook the whole time. 'Pick up... pick up...' She pushed on, waiting.

"Hey." His voice was a bit grumpy, but at least her answered.

"Takuto!" Mitsuki's voice rung with worry. Takuto quickly went from annoyed to concerned.

"Mitsuki? What is it?"

"Someone..." There was another bang. Mitsuki screamed, knowing in moments she would be in big trouble.

"Mitsuki? What is it?"

"I'm at Ooshige's... someone's trying to get in. I don't know what to do." She was scared to tears.

"Alright, just hang on." He hung up the phone. Dialing 9-1-1 next, Full Moon waited. She would have enough time. She hung up the telephone.

Mitsuki looked around, wanting to hide. Rushing into the kitchen, she backed up against the side of a cupboard. Whoever it was that was there, obviously knew Mitsuki was there. She had screamed after all.

Now footsteps could be heard. The person was already in the home. Mitsuki dared to look around the cabinent. She saw someone wearing black. The face was covered in a black mask. 'Typical.' She couldn't help, but think. He was the stereotype of a robber.

Mitsuki felt as if her knees would buckle in worry. She had never been in this sort of situation. Watching the figure as he picked up items here and there, checking their value, Mistuki dared to breathe.

The man walked past the first door he came across and to the baby's one. 'No.' Mitsuki could only hope he left when he realized it was locked.

Her hopes were smashed as the man pulled out two paper clips from his pocket. He had already straightened and curved them in the right direction. Knealing he began to unlock the door.

"No!" Mitsuki jumped out from her hiding place. She was there to protect the baby and that was exactly what she was going to do, even if it cost her own life.

"Hmm?" The man turned and stood, alert now. She knew he had been waiting for her, for someone. "A girl?"

"Get away!" She yelled. She was no longer twelve or thirteen. She was sixteen, more mature. Mitsuki wouldn't allow fear to paralyze her.

"If you hand over your valuables I won't harm you." The man held his hands in front of him, keeping the paper clips steady. Mitsuki's mind said, 'Amature,' for reasons even she didn't know.

"The... there aren't any." Full Moon tried to hold in the stutter.

"Don't say that. Why lie ot me in a time so vital?"

"It's not lie!" She persisted.

"We'll just have to see about that." He approached Mitsuki. "Sit down." He ordered. The teen looked to her side and sat in a glossy kitchen chair. She inhaled and exhaled deeply, trying to remain calm.

On the man's belt was a rolled up rope. He took it off its clip and dropped one end to unroll it.

"What are you going to do?"

"Keep quiet. From this point on you speak when I tell you to. You do as I say. Are we clear?" Mitsuki hesitated before nodding. "Put your hands behind the chair." Doing as he said, the young idol placed her hands behind what she was sitting on, predicting she would be tied up.

Approaching Mitsuki, the robber tied her hands. She winced at how tightly it was wrapped. Biting down on her lip she prayed someone would show up soon.

He headed straight for Shinka's room again and continued his lock-picking.

"No! No! No!" Mitsuki tried to distract him. "No." She repeated. The man ignored her. "Stop! Don't!"


Well I had more to the chapter, but instinct tells me to leave it here. You guys don't mind cliff-hangers, right?