Chapter three
The next morning Chase and Kira sat at the dining table. "We'll have doves!" Kira exclaimed, happily. Chase held up his finger. "They will be black," he said, sipping his tea. Kira looked at him. "White." She said, narrowing her eyes playfully. Chase didn't smile. "Black birds and that's that." He stated. Jack danced around in circles. "There's gonna be a wedding, la la la!" he sang. "Who said you're coming?" Chase asked. "I did," Kira giggled. "Awe! C'mon! Not him!" Chase complained. He was surprised his voice could sound so much like Spicer's. Jack stood there. "I'm right here you know…" he said. Kira smiled. "Besides, Who's gonna be my maid of honors date?" she added quietly. "Who is this maid of honor?" Jack asked, getting a mischevious look in his eyes. "Wuya." Kira nodded. Jack stopped. "Awe! C'mon! Not her!" he complained. "Shut up Spicer." Chase ordered. Jack bit his lip. "Who's your best man, honey?" Kira asked, looking at the ceiling. Jack looked at Chase smiling, and acting like a pest. "First of all, no pet names, and second of all, Spicer, get the hell off my foot." He said, annoyed. Jack's smile turned into a frown. He stopped hugging Chase's feet and blushed. "Uhhhhhh……….. Can I be your best man?" Jack asked. "Is that what you were trying to get at?" Chase asked. Jack nodded, smiling like an idiot. "Fine." Chase replied. Wuya walked into the room. "So, who's your maid of honor?" she asked, with a hint of jealousy. Kira smiled. "I'll have you know, I picked the best, so don't get all pissed." She taunted. Wuya rolled her eyes. "What ever, I'm not jealous, I'm just curious." She said, putting her hands on her hips. "Well, I planned having her as my maid of honor since she saved me from falling down the stairs last week." Kira said. Wuya opened her mouth to say something mean, but then stopped. Made a face saying' im thinking, hold on' and looked at Kira smiling. "You mean…" she began. "I hope crimson is your color, because I've been planning crimson red for my maid of honor for years, and I really wouldn't wanna change it." Kira laughed. Wuya jumped in the air. "Yes! Me! It's all me!" she cried. " We even got you a date!" Chase said enthusiastically. Wuya smiled. "Jackie boy!" Kira yelled. Wuya frowned and looked at Jack, beside her. Then she looked at Chase. "Awe! C'mon! Not him!" she complained. Kira looked around. "Wow, déjà vu!" she said.
Chika held up a tiny pink crystal. She smiled as the crystal went black. "That tiny thing is going to kill them?" asked Kuo. Chika looked at him. "Never judge a book by its cover." She told him, putting it on the table next to her. "This tiny crystal is called the crystal a Mokoto. This is what killed Chase Young and Taru's father exactly 1000 years ago. It is one of the most powerful rocks there are." She explained. "So where do I come in?" asked Kuo. Chika held up a bottle of green liquid. "You are needed right now." She said. They then began laughing.
Chase and Kira walked down the long corridor. Chase noticed that Kira was in deep thought about something. "Love?" he asked. Kira stopped walking and looked at him. "Yes?" she asked. "There you go, thinking again." He told her, worried. Kira put on a fake smile. "No, really! I was just…" she trailed off with a sad face. "Tell me, love." He ordered. Kira looked at him sadly. "Well………" she stopped. "Wow, what an interesting story!" Chase exclaimed sarcastically. "I… I miss my mother… and friends… that's all…" she replied, sadly. Chase smiled. "Would you like to see them?" he asked. Kira looked at him. "You'd really let me?" she asked. Chase smiled. (he smiles a lot in this fic). "Of course…"