Mahiru's POV

"Orders up, Mahiru!" Akira shouted from the Moonshine's kitchen.

"Hey lady, can I request a song from my girlfriend. One from the singer."

" Yeah, be right back sir." I answered getting the orders just finished.

" So what would you like to hear?" I asked looking over the crowd.

" Babe what do you want to hear?" the man asked his girlfriend. She looked as she though was in a trance.

"Anything dreamy. His voice is so beautiful!" she squealed.

" Hey I'm your boyfriend! I'm dreamy too!"

"Sshh! He is singing." She answered then continued to stare at the vampire. She didn't know he was though.

"Got it!" I said as I left to go to the newest customers. I wondered what it would be like if I had a boyfriend who let me dream about another guy. Then I laughed to myself. "No, I want a guy who takes my heart away. Like…" I looked over to the bar. "Hmp, he isn't here." I said to myself sadly.

"Hello, I'm Mahiru. I'll be your waitress tonight. Can I get you drink?" I said to the ladies who just arrived. They began to order. Then I noticed the person who just walked in.

"Mitsuru." I said aloud.

"Is that some kind of drink?" one of the young ladies asked me.

"You wanted a cocktail, right?" I said changing the subject.

I walked over to the bar to place the orders in. I overheard Oboro talking to Mitsuru.

"Is everything all right? Your never late." He asked Mitsuru.

"Sorry. I lost track of time." He said as he put on his apron.

I walked up and Mitsuru looked at me. Something was wrong. I just had this strong feeling.

"Ah Mahiru, how's everything holding up?" Oboro asked.

"Everything is okay. Here are some orders." I handed the order to him. He handed it to Mitsuru and he left.

" Well, I'm leaving to the palace, I'm going to visit and get Misoka."

"Oh yeah, I forgot he was there." I remembered

"Yes, well I'm off. Be back in about 4 days. Goodbye Mahiru."

Oboro left the bar and I went back to my duties. The night was dreadful. I mean the music was nice, but Mitsuru looked so upset. I wanted to ask but I didn't want him flip out.

Finally the night ended. Everybody was so tired. It was Mitsuru's and my turns to clean. Oh man, of all the nights, I was tired and with Mister Grumpy Pants. "Oi!" I said to myself. I started to sweep and Mitsuru clean the bar. As I was sweeping, I heard a loud crash.

"Dammit!" Mitsuru yelled. I ran over behind the bar. He had dropped a bottle of vodka. He was cussing under his breath. He bent down to pick up the glass but I interfered and pick them up.

"Go get mop." I said smiling at him. This surprised him. I wonder what he is thinking. Then he left.

I went to pick a piece of glass and pricked myself.

"Ouch! Oh man." I sighed. The blood began to seep form the skin.

"Hell, can I leave without doing something stupid? I guest not!" Mitsuru said coming to clean the rest. The cut really hurt and so did his words; there is nothing different about him. There will never be kindness in his heart. I began to get all teary. I hate him sometimes.

Seeing this, Mitsuru's face went blank. He grabbed a rag out of his back pocket, dipped in some melted ice, and grabbed my hand. For some reason, I snatched my hand back.

"Don't be stupid, give me your hand." He said reaching for my hand again.

"No." I replied.

"I'm trying to help." He was starting to get mad.

"Since when do you want to help? You hate me!" Tears now seeping out my eyes.

"You don't want my help then fine!" he started to stand up. He was heading towards the door, when I went after him. I so was mad and he was going to endure my anger.

"Why do you hate me some much? I never did anything to you."

" Go away!" we yelled at each other down the street.

"No! Your going to answer my questions!" he was ignoring me. I ran a little so I could get in front of him. I raised my hand.

"LISTEN TO ME!" I screamed as I slapped him. He stopped. I was going to die. This was it, my last moment in life. Oh my god, did I slap him! He is looking down. What is he thinking? I know, the way he is going to kill me. I averted his eyes and looked towards the sky. Oh great it is starting to rain!

"Do it again. I dare you." He chuckled.

All right, that just pissed me off. Wish granted! I slapped him again. Oh my god, STOP! What's wrong with you, Mahiru? He is going to kill me.

"Again!" He screamed. I felt my hand lift again and went to swing. But this time it didn't get to his face. He grabbed it.

"Let go of me!" I yelled at him. I started to pull. But it was useless. I was trapped. He looked up at me.

"That hurt, Mahiru." He was looking in my eyes. He was so sad and I made it worst.

"Tell me you hate me." I said. "Tell me, please."

Everything stopped. The wind was blowing and my legs felt like jelly. They were cold from the rain. I realized whose arms I was in. He was so close to me. I wanted him closer. I want him to be apart of me. I never had this feeling before. The world was spinning.

I felt my feet leave the floor. We were in the air and flying, the rain whipping us in the face. I didn't mind flying too much now; Mitsuru wasn't as mean about it any more. I closed my eyes and just held on. I tried to get closer. I don't know, but, well I just want to be near him. Then I fell asleep, wrapped in his arms.

I woke up in an unfamiliar sight. The only thing I recognized was Mitsuru's scent. It was all over me. I looked left and right. It was a bedroom. It sure wasn't mine. The curtains swayed a little, but they were shut. This must be Mitsuru's room, but why would he bring me here, last time we got into a position of me fainting, he had just brought me to my room. When I got up, I realized that I wasn't in any clothes. Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! I looked around for Mitsuru and my clothes. The clothes were hanging over a chair by a desk. I took the silk white sheet and wrapped it around myself. I head over to my clothes near the partially open window of the balcony. When I touched my clothes, they were cold and wet. Oh so that's why they were off, but I don't remember taking them off. All of a sudden, I heard a soft cough coming from the balcony.

I went over to the curtains and pulled enough so I could see outside but no one could see me. Surely enough, Mitsuru was there. He was just standing there. It wasn't even dawn. It had stopped raining too. His jet-black hair swayed gently in the wind. He had no shirt, so it exposed his smooth back and his tight muscles.

I didn't even realized what I was doing next. I pulled the sheet over my exposed shoulders. I had the window curtain completely open now and I started to walk out on to the balcony. I wanted to feel his skin against mine. I wanted him to hold ever so close. I want him apart of my life in a much different way. I wanted to belong to him.

I placed my head in the dead center of his back. I wrapped my arms around his stomach. My skin burned against his. His scent filled my lungs. Then it just stopped. Instead of my hands being around him, they were now in a firm grip, but it wasn't hard at all. I opened my eyes to see that he turned and faced me. He looked shocked at first then he relaxed.

"What are you doing?" he said with a cool voice.

"I'm sorry. I-I-I." I didn't know what to say.

"Don't be sorry."

"Why? I shouldn't do this. It's wrong."

"I don't think that it is wrong for you to be near me." He said yet in again in a cool voice. He lifted my hands to his face, and nuzzled into them. I slid my hands down to his chest and then around his neck, embracing with such force. He held me tight too. It sounded as though he said "My very own princess." I giggled mentally. The silk sheet slip open when I hugged him. Now my breast lay against his chest. It felt so nice being so close to him. I pulled apart from him, the sheet covering my exposed chest again.

His hand ran over my cheek, over my lips, down to my neck, all the way down to where the sheet covered my breast. He looked at me for permission. I wanted him to feel the same way so I took his hand and put it under the sheet. A little of surprise was in his eyes. I was shocked that they weren't full of lust; instead they were full of happiness. Good, I thought. He isn't using me. He was just as happy I was. He smiled, something that Mitsuru never did.

He took his hand off of me and placed both hands on my shoulders. I knew what was going to happen next; I was going to get my first kiss. He pulled me closer and closer. I had to stand on my tiptoes. He leaned in, hesitated and looked into my eyes before placing his lips on mine. I felt like I was in Heaven. He licked my bottom lip for entrance. I opened my mouth and let him in. We kissed so fiercely; it was like a fire raging between us. He backed me to the wall and slipped his hand under the sheet again. I placed my hands around his neck.

He wasn't rough at all. He gently slid around the edge of my breast. (Still kissing me. He is so talented.) He ran his hands over my nipples. They became hard as he did this. His lips traveled down my neck to my breast. These were all butterfly kisses, which made me very comfortable. I was nervous but I didn't want seem that way so I ran my fingers through his hair. I was feeling so different, but not lustful. I was in…..

"Love." I whispered in my sleep.

"I'm in love." Just then my eyes shot open. It was a DREAM! No! No fair. Damn the dreamlands. I felt like crying. I was really pissed off. Why couldn't it be real. Damn, Damn Damn! I wanted to be in his arms. Then I realized I was in someone's arms.

"Who you in love with?" Mitsuru said. I jumped so high, I might of hit my head on the roof. I stared at him. He wasn't wearing a shirt, like the dream, but I was wearing clothes. They weren't mine. Maybe I slipped into some of his clothes. Yeah, let's say that, but I looked at the sheets, they weren't white silk, they were black cotton. They were not that bad actually, Mahiru not time for that! I was in a big white tee and a pair of comfortable black pajama pants. The sheet was over my shoulders.

"Did we do something?" I said pointing between me and him.

"Of course not." He answered with a yawn. Damn. I looked over his figure again. Wow how much would I like to lie on his chest right now.

"Mitsuru." I felt myself fall down towards him…