Disclaimer: I do not own Zodiac PI.

"What are you doing Hiro?" Lily asked leaning over Hiro's shoulder.

Startled at her sudden appearance Hiro let go of what he was holding, sending it off with the wind. "Shoot! That was my last piece."

Seeing the colored piece of paper floating in the breeze and noticing of it seemed to be the final piece in whatever Hiro was doing Lily gave chase to the paper. Getting a small start she easily jumped and grabbed the run away paper before it went any further. Being very careful as to not crumple it she landed on the ground. Turning around she held it up triumphantly and sent him a smile. "Hey I caught it!"

"Thanks." Hiro took the small piece back and carefully attached it to what ever was in his hand. "Finished!"

"So what is it?"

Hiro showed Lily what he was holding. It was a beautifully crafted lily made of a pale pink and white paper. Picking it up gingerly she admired the flower from all angels. "Wow! This is amazing Hiro!"

Hiro shrugged. "I guess."

"You guess! This is the coolest thing ever! Who did you make it for?" Lily leaned in a little closer. "Is it for a girl? Your secret crush maybe?"

"No!" Hiro was a bright red. From both the close proximity and the question. "I was just bored and had some colored paper!"

"Sure. So whose the lucky girl?"

"There is no girl!"

"You mean it's a boy?"

"NO!" Hiro stood up quickly at this one to emphasize his point.

"That's good. Had me worried for a minute there. So are you going to tell me who this mystery girl is or am I going to have to drag it out of you?"

"There is no mystery girl. I told you I was just making it because I was bored and had nothing else to do." Hiro grabbed his backpack and started his walk home.

But Lily being her stubborn self just followed him, dead set on finding out what she wanted to know. "Come on! I promise I won't tell anyone!"

"There's nothing to tell! So just-"

He stopped talking when Lily had stopped walking. Tugging on his sleeve she pointed to a little girl sitting on her porch with a flower in her small hands, saying something to herself under her breath. "Hey Hiro look over there."

"What? That girl?"

"Yeah isn't she cutest?"

"Is she picking the petals off that flower?" Hiro asked peering closer.

"She is! That's so sweet!" Lily squealed in delight.

"Why?"

"Don't you know what it means if your pulling the petals off of flowers?" Lily said in a disbelievingly voice.

"No."

"She's trying to find out if a lucky little boy loves her or not." Just then the girl picked off the last petal. Standing up she had the biggest smile on her face as she ran inside. "Looks like he loves her! That's so adorable!"

"I don't get it. How does plucking the petals off flowers determine whether or not someone loves you?" Hiro was confused. He had never heard of something so ridiculous.

Bending down Lily picked a daisy that was growing in the sidewalk cracks. Straightening up she explained how it works. "Simple you pick off one petal at a time and say he loves me. Then you move on to the next petal and say he loves me not. You keep doing this until you're on the last petal. Whatever phrase is used on the last petal determines whether or not he really loves you."

She plucked one petal off.

"He loves me."

A petal drifts into the wind.

"He loves me not."

Another one bites the dust.

"He loves me."

There goes another one.

"He loves me not."

Lily continued the process until she was on the last petal. Taking it off she let it fall gracefully to the ground. Smiling she continued, "He loves me. This means the person I like feels the same way about me."

"So whose the guy?" Hiro inquired.

"What?" Lily was taken back by the question.

"You heard me." From there Hiro kept talking, firing off question after question about this enigma of a boy. "Who's this guy? Do I know him? What's his name?"

"Is it really that late already? I have to get home. It was nice talking to you Hiro! Thanks for the flower!" Lily was off in a blink off an eye.

"Get back here and tell me who he is!"

The next day Hiro was sitting under a tree in the park. With him was a bag on origami lilies that he had made last night. Picking one out of the bag he picked off a paper petal. "She loves me."

Another paper petal falls.

"She loves me not."

Hiro kept this up and when one flower ran out of petals he would continue with another one. After plucking the last petal off his fifth paper lily he crumpled the rest of the flower and threw it in a trashcan. "What am I doing! Picking petals off of flowers to see if she loves me. It's ridicules! What's the reasoning? There's no logic behind it."

Crossing his arms he sulked against the tree trunk. Glancing at the bag his eye caught sight of an orange and pink origami flower. He tried resisting but soon enough the flower was in his hands and the process started all over again.

"She loves me."

"She loves me not."

"I knew it! You do like someone! Who is she?" Lily exclaimed as she suddenly appeared in front of Hiro.

Hiro nearly had a heart attack when Lily popped up out of nowhere. Clutching his heart he drew in deep breaths. "You don't need to know that."

Lily startled slightly and her eyes widened. For a moment Hiro thought he had hurt her feelings but that theory disappeared when she broke into a huge grin. Lunging at him Lily had him in a hug. "So I was right! There is a girl! I'm so happy for you! Who is she? Where does she go to school? Does she go to our school? Do I know her?"

"Leave me alone." As soon as Hiro managed to untangle himself from Lily he made a run for it. Forgetting his bag.

Slinging his bag of flowers over her shoulder Lily took off after him. "Hiro! Wait up! Who is she? I have to know!"

"No you don't!" He yelled over his shoulder.

"Tell me!"

"Never!"

Strange isn't it? A small child of four can write a beautifully written love letter confessing their feelings but the same child ten years later can't even admit that they have a crush? The world works in mysterious ways.

The only evidence that the two were ever under the tree was the colored paper petals scattered over the ground and one perfectly intact pink and purple origami lily. It rested peacefully among the leaves and petals.