Hey, it's SAYkokoro with another episode. Thank you again to enarmonios, Komaeda Yuujin, and AnimeGirl4Ever for reviewing. I think it's best if I tell you guys now to give up a heads up. It's near the end of August so school gonna be starting up again. I'm just letting you guys know that I'm going to be extremely focused on school so I will take longer for me to work on my fanfic. But, don't worry! I won't go on hiatus like I did last time. I am still very determined to finish this story!

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy :D

*Please forgive any spelling and grammar errors

OP: Your StoryFairytale Pretty Cure! – written by SAYkokoro

ED: DREAM! DREAM! DREAM! ~Waking Up Your Future~

Episode 24: |A Brother's Quarrel! Kuiru's True Dream!|

"You will be starting your magic lessons today, Kuiru."

Walking down a corridor, King Sutori looks down at his small son. He had a big frown on his face as he looks up at his father, "Do I have to~kuru?"

King Sutori chuckles and pats his son on the head. The young Kuiru barely comes up to his elbows, "Of course, Kuiru. Your magic lessons are just as important as your etiquette lessons, tea ceremony lessons, ballroom dancing lessons, and sword fighting lessons~sutu."

Kuiru lets out an annoyed huff and looks down irritably as they walk down the corridor. King Sutori sighs and looks forwards. "No~sutu. I'm wrong, Kuiru. Your magic lessons are the most important~sutu. You will need your strong still in magic to protect your people from threats~sutu."

"What threats~kuru?" snorts Kuiru. "There hasn't been any danger in Fanciful Kingdom for a hundred years~kuru!"

"And let's hope it stays that way~sutu," nods King Sutori. "But, if something were to happen, the people of Fanciful Kingdom will need your strength~sutu! A strong kingdom needs an even stronger ruler for it to flourish~sutu!"

Kuiru is quiet as his father leads his son into the Eastern Hallway. He had never been through here before. It was always off limits to him and his baby brother. Not in an if-you-go-in-there-your-gonna-be-in-big-trouble kind of way. There was just nothing worth looking at, nothing to explore, it was empty. Trust me, Kuiru had tried many times before. But every single time he tried to open the door at the end of the hallway a solid brick wall blocks his path. This made Kuiru all the more confused that his father was heading straight for that clean-white door.

"Um…father~kuru?" wonders Kuiru as his father leads him to the front of the door. "W-Why are we going here~kuru? They're nothing on the other side of that door~kuru."

King Sutori looks down and grins cheekily at his son. "Not if you don't know how to us magic~sutu."

He reaches his paw out and places it on the top left-hand corner of the door. To Kuiru's amazement, King Sutori's paw glows a pale blue as he draws an outline of the door with the light blue sparkles. The grand door glows blue and it opens up all by itself.

King Sutori extends his hand to his son and smile. "Come on, Kuiru. Let's go meet your new mentors~sutu."

Kuiru puts his little paw in his father's hand and he leads the small fairy prince inside. They step into what Kuiru guesses must be the Royal Magic Studies. The room was nothing like any of room in the entire castle. It filled Kuiru's green eyes with wonder. The magic study was printed in a mysterious blue with strange golden embroidery around the edges. In each corner of the room were golden pillars that are wrapped in a tail dragon's tail that sits atop of the pillars and all face the center of the room with emerald-jeweled eyes. The dragon statues were all gazing at the same thing Kuiru was. A giant magic orb sits on top of a golden pedestal in the middle of the room. The magic orbs swirls with all sorts of colours that were constantly changing. The orb was a jade green colour when Kuiru and King Sutori walked in, but was washed over in a violet-red colour and is now a neutral silver colour.

There was nothing or nobody else inside the room. This left a confused expression of King Sutori's face, "Strange~sutu. The Royal Wizards said that they would be in here~sutu."

"Royal Wizards~kuru?" echoes Kuiru curiously.

"Yes~sutu," grins King Sutori down at his small son. "The Royal Wizards are the second-in-command in Fanciful Kingdom~sutu. I consult with them for their wisdom and insight before I make any decision for the kingdom and, in turn, they help made our kingdom stay strong. They will be your mentors in the magical arts~sutu."

"They sound old~kuru," says Kuiru bluntly. He could already picture them in his head. Two elderly men that are a thousand-years-old with long white beards and long, blue cloaks covered in gold stars. Just like the wizard in the storybooks mother always read to him and his brother before bed.

King Sutori chuckles at this, "Not at all~sutu. They are fine young men who are very eager to teach their future king~sutu." He pats his son on the head. "I'll go see if I can find them~sutu. You stay here Kuiru."

"Okay~kuru," nods Kuiru obediently.

"Don't worry~sutu. I won't be long~sutu." With that, Kuiru's father walks out of the room and closes the door behind him.

Alone, Kuiru looks around curiously at the grand magic study. He starts walking quietly around the room. There are walls of books surrounding the room and Kuiru presses his paws against the spines of the hardcover books and runs his paw across each one. They were all magic books, Kuiru knew that much, but he didn't recognize any of the strange symbols or writing.

Suddenly, Kuiru stumbles over together on the ground. He turns around and spots a book that had fallen off one of the bookcases. The small prince picks up the book and scrolls through bits and pieces of the pages. It was a bigger book that shows its age with its tattered edges and worn pages. On the cover was a cursive writingengraved in gold. Luckily, it was writing that Kuiru could read.

"The Legends of…Pretty Cure?" reads Kuiru out loud puzzled. Pretty Cure~kuru? What are Pretty Cure~kuru?

Curiosity takes hold of the young prince and he begins to scroll through the old pages. There were pages upon pages of illustration of magical girls. Some pink, some blue, some with blonde pigtails, some with long pink hair. They are incredible! Kuiru is glued to the drawings of the powerful girls and couldn't help read the scriptures out loud.

"One of flowers bright

And one that dreamed of taking flight

Were brought together to save the World Tree

And set the sisters of the wind and moon free."

The drawing is of two magical girls. One girl is enveloped in vivid wildflowers. She has tanned skin and is dressed in bright colours and orange hair while her teammate is dancing in feather. She has a pale complexion with long purple hair in a cute white dress. The drawing of two girls is breathtaking. Two complete opposites yet together they create the perfect yin-yang.

Kuiru reads on ahead. The next page has much more than two magical girls. There are six! With the pink girl in the center, her friends of red, yellow, green, and blue shine together like a rainbow!

"The five lights of hope glow

To bring together the rose of red and blue

Together, they stayed true

And Cure Rose Garden grew."

Then, Kuiru skips all the way to the end of the book. The final page isn't like the others. It seems as if someone had spilled black ink over half over the page and it had soaked in and covered the faces of the magical girls. But, Kuiru could tell as clear as day that there is something that the girls are trying to fight on the other half of the page. The young prince quickly reads what he can make out.

"Dreams, wisdom, magic, and love

Sealed away the darkened one

But the evil still remains

Wrapped in his prison chains

Until he is called upon once again."

"What an excellent read, isn't it. That one happens to be my favourite too, Your Higness."

Kuiru jumps up to his feet, spooked by the voice that filled the magic study. He could have sworn he didn't hear the door to the room open. But, he heard the voice clear as day. How could he not? The voice sounded strong yet gentle, easygoing yet captivating, and sincere with ever single word. It wasn't to be dramatic or make a grand entrance. The voice was…heartfelt.

Kuiru looks up from the book and that's when he seems them standing there. They weren't like he expected at all. One had light-tanned skin with shaggy, light green hair and turquoise eyes with elf-ears and a green chin puff. His partner had a pale complexion with chin-length black hair and indigo-coloured eyes with a black chin puff too and elf-ears. Standing side-by-side, they were like the sun and moon, night and day, and yet there was an unspoken respect between the two.

The wizard with light green hair walks over and kneels down beside the small fairy. "It's great to finally meet you, Prince Kuiru! Your father has told us so much about you!" The man reaches his hand out and smiles. "My name is Hikaru! I'll be one of your mentors!"

Kuiru politely shakes his hand, "Nice to meet you, Hikaru-sensei."

The Royal Wizard notions to his partner, "And this is Kuroizado."

Kuiru looks up at the other wizard. The young fairy doesn't know a lot about magic, but he can sense the strength of the Royal Wizards powers through his gentle indigo eyes. "It is very nice too meet you, Kuroizado-sensei."

Kuroizado bows his head. "The honor is all mine, Your Highness." He sits down with the small fairy and looks down at the book he's holding. "The PreCure are amazing are they not. If you like, I can teach you all about the legendary warriors sometime."

Kuiru eagerly nods his head. "That would be great~kuru!"

"But first," says Kuroizado as he picks up a huge pile of spell books in his arms, "We will be starting your first magic lesson—!"

"—Snatch!" grins Hikaru cheekily as he steals all of Kuroizado's books. "We don't need all these silly books!" Hikaru tosses them all in the trash, "Bin!"

"What are you doing?!" gasps Kuroizado with a comical shocked face with ghost-eyes eyes, spiked-up hair, and twitching fingers. "You cannot just throw those spell books away! They contain history and knowledge! Books are the foundation of the universe! We are nothing without our books!"

This guys really likes his books, Kuiru easily picks up on. It probably isn't polite of a prince, but the small fairy lets out a tiny laugh at the Royal Wizard's expression.

Hikaru winks. "I believe in action over words! Why tell the young prince he's future potential when we can show him how strong he can become!" The wizard claps his hands together. "But first, we need to figure out what his Magic Type is."

"Magic Type~kuru?" echoes Kuiru confusedly.

Kuroizado nods his head. "Everyone in Fanciful Kingdom has a form of magic they specialize best in. In order to help you improve your magic skills, we need to learn what type of magic you have."

When the confusion on Kuiru's face doesn't change, Hikaru takes the prince's hand and smiles. "Why don't we show you?"

The Royal Wizards guide the young prince to the center of the magic study where the grand orb stands illuminating all the colours of the rainbow. To stand shoulder-to-shoulder with his new mentors, Kuiru takes to the sky and floats in front of the magical orb. Staring into the orbs, Kuiru's eyes dazzle every colour it shows him.

"This is the Enchanted Orb," explains Kuroizado. "All you have to do is place your hand on top of the Enchanted Orb and it will be able to read your Magic Type."

Kuiru looks up hesitantly at the Royal Wizard, but he gives him a reassuring nod and Kuiru obeys his mentor. Taking a brave breath, Kuiru places his paw on the Enchanted Orb. He almost jumps back in surprise by the warmth shining from the orb. To Kuiru's amazement at the single touch of his paw, the Enchanted Orb begins to glow a beautiful sapphire blue.

"B-Blue~kuru?" stammers the prince out loud to his mentors. "W-What does that mean~kuru?"

"Ahhh," beams Hikaru, looking on at the Enchanted Orb. "It appears you specialize in Defense-Type Magic!"

"Defense-Type Magic~kuru?" repeats Kuiru curiously.

"There are three different types of magic," clarifies Hikaru. "And each type is shown through the colour you weald. Blue is Defensive Magic. In fact, your father is also specializes in defense magic! You greatest strength will be casting Protection Spells."

Kuiru nods his head as he tries to follow along. "Yellow is Healing Magic. Your mother and I specialize in healing magic! See watch—" Hikaru places his hand on the Enchanted Orb is to changes from blue to a gorgeous golden yellow, "—We are better at using Healing and Restoration Spells."

"Okay~kuru," murmurs Kuiru. "I think I understand~kuru."

"Finally, red is Offensive Magic," states Hikaru, "The rarest of the three that focuses on Fighting and Strengthening Spells."

Kuiru brightens up, "Right~kuru! I think I got it~kuru!" But, then Kuiru looks up at Kuroizado as his eyes fill with confusion once again. "What's Kuroizado's Magic Type~kuru?"

Kuroizado grins and places his hand on the Enchanted Orb. However, the orb didn't change to red, blue, yellow. It became a pure-white colour. Kuiru looks up at his mentor with a puzzled face, "White~kuru? But, I thought you said that there are only three Magic Types~kuru?"

"There were only three types," Hikaru smirks slyly as he rests his arm on top of his friend's shoulder. "But, Mr. Magic Genius here has mastered all forms of magic and created his very own Magic Type!"

"A-Amazing~kuru," blinks Kuiru in astonishment as he looks up at the dark-haired wizard. These Royal Wizards must be the best of the best Fanciful Kingdom has to offer~kuru! And they are my mentors!

"Now then," winks Hikaru. "Why don't we get started with our first demonstration?"

The Royal Wizards take the young prince out into the private Western Garden of the castle. This was the first time Kuiru had ever step foot into the garden, but it didn't really look like a garden at all. There weren't any flowers or fountains. It was a blank canvas of bright green grass. It had an isolate feel to it. There weren't many places that the garden could be seen from and all of the citizens were of the opposing side of the castle and couldn't possibly be able to peak over the walls and see them.

"This is where the majority of your lessons will be held," states Kuroizado as he opens his arms up to the wide field. "Closed off from most of the castle so you can properly practice spells in peace as well as leaving others out of harm's way."

"Why~kuru?" asks Kuiru. "Is magic dangerous~kuru?"

"Not if you keep forced and perform the spells properly," explains Kuroizado. "No need to worry, Your Highness. We will make sure nothing bad happens."

"Okay," nods Kuiru.

"Awww, you're bonding!" beams Hikaru as he hugs his fellow wizard and the young prince. "There's nothing that makes me happier than Kuroizado making a new friend!"

Kuroizado pushes his palm into the green-haired wizard's face. "Your annoying-nature will be excellent fuel for our battle, Hikaru."

"That's cute," coos Hikaru, pointing his friend in the chest, "It's cute that you think you can beat me."

"Hikaru, you do realize I have won every single time we have dueled?" points out Kuroizado.

"SHHH!" hushes Hikaru, trying to cup Kuroizado's mouth shut. "Don't say that, Kuroizado! I want Prince Kuiru to think I'm cool!"

Kuiru smiles politely. "I already think you're cool, Hikaru-sensei."

Hikaru's eyes sparkle, "Really?" The wizard pinches the prince's cheeks and stretches his mouth into a wide smile. "King Sutori and Queen Peiji have raised you well!"

"Uh…thank you~kuru?" mumbles Kuiru through his stretched face.

"I will win this battle against Kuroizado!" announces Hikaru, "And protect my cool reputation!"

Kuiru gives his mentor an uncertain smile, "W-Whatever you say, Hikaru-sensei."

With that, the two Royal Wizards exchange a nod and take their places on the opposing side of each side of the field. Kuiru could see that they two of them are itching for a duel and are very eager to begin.

"May the best wizard win, Kuroizado," Hikaru smirks as an aura of yellow light surrounds him.

A sphere of white-coloured light appears in Kuroizado's hand. "I plan to."

Almost without warning, the two wizards clash. Kuroizado casts a storm of balls of light at his friend. Hikaru manages to dive out of the way from most of them, but the last orb of light magic shoots straight at the wizard where he kneels. Without hesitation, Hikaru thrust his arms out in front of him and a wave of bright yellow light washes over him and chancels out Kuroizado's attack.

Hikaru quickly recovers and bolts up to his feet and leaps into an axel spin, shooting darts of yellow light at Kuroizado as releasing a blast of light as he lands kneeled. Kuroizado puts his hands out in front of him and claps his hands together. As he opens his arms out wide again, a staff of light forms. He grabs the staff and swings it around rapidity. Spinning around, Kuroizado deflects ever dart of light from Hikaru and when the giant blast of yellow light attacks, Kuroizado starts quickly starts spinning the staff around and around like wheel and manages to block the blast of light magic.

Kuiru looks on with captivated eyes as the Royal Wizard match each other blow for blow, spell after spell. With his eyes widened in wonder, the young prince smiles wider than he ever had in he's whole life. C-Can…can I really be like Hikaru-sensei and Kuroizado-sensei? Can I really become this powerfull~kuru? Become this amazing~kuru?!

Still kneeling in the grass, Hikaru presses his open hands to the ground and the green grass begin to glow a pale yellow colour. The grass starts to grow at a rapid rate and begin to wrap itself around Kuroizado's legs like thick vines. But, Kuroizado wasn't letting himself get trapped so easily. In a flash of bright white light, Kuroizado uses his Teleportation Spell and disappears in a burst of sparkles and reappears in the air above Hikaru. He recreates his staff of light and strikes down on his friend. However, to everyone's surprise, Kuroizado's attack stops short when Hikaru splats a cream pie right in Kuroizado's face!

The two Royal Wizards are still. Hikaru is frozen in place with him still shoving the pie in Kuroizado's face while the dark-haired wizard is still in mid-attack with his staff over his head.

Kuroizado drops his arms. "Gig yer rerly jusk hik me with ag pie, Hikarer?" mumbles Kuroizado with the cream of the pie to his face.

Hikaru sticks out his tongue cheekily. "'Did I really just hit you with a pie?' you ask? Yes. Yes I did. My most powerful spell ever!"

Kuroizado steps back and the cream pie slides off his face and splats to the ground. Kuroizado's face is completely covered in whipped cream and custard. "More like your dumbest spell ever!"

"It stopped you, didn't it," points out Hikaru.

"Haha~kuru! HAHAHA~kuru!" The two wizards stop and look over to the young prince. The small blue fairy was keeled over laughing to his heart's content. Kuiru couldn't remember the last time he had laugh so hard in his life.

He didn't mean to offend his new mentors, but when he raises his head, his heart lightened to see that the two Royal Wizards were smiling tenderly down at the prince.

Hikaru chuckles to him and gingerly scratches the back of his head. "Well…more or less that's some of the spells we're gonna be teaching you. Hehe."

"So, what do you think, Your Highness?" asks Kuroizado as a quick snap of fingers cleans up the mess on his face. "Are you ready to begin your magic training?"

Kuiru looks up at the Royal Wizards and smiles brightly, "Yes~kuru!"

"Come on, Bukku," sighs Tomoka as she gathers her book bag together. "We're late meeting the group at Nijiko's place."

"I'm coming, I'm coming~buku," yawns Bukku as he climbs on top of her writing desk.

Just then, a servant knocks of Tomoka's door and she quickly puts her finger to her lips. "I gotta get that. Get inside the PreHeartBook so you're not seen!"

"I know, I know~buku," says Bukku rolling his eyes. "Just get going~buku."

Tomoka hurries over the door as Bukku goes to hope into the PreHeartBook. But, something stops him when the voice of the servant hits his ears. "I have your shoes, Fukumoto-san."

Bukku pricks up his heart-shaped ears. That…that voice~buku. I know that voice~buku.

Quietly, Bukku hops down from Tomoka's desk and hurries over to her bedroom door. Bukku pins himself against the wall, out of sight,

"Thank you so much," smiles Tomoka to the butler as she grabs the pair of shoes from him. "I'll be heading out with some friends. Can you cover for me?"

"Of course, Fukumoto-san," says the butler. "I'll just tell him you're at cram school."

Bukku carefully peeks out from around the corner and looks up at the butler. His eyes widen. "No~buku. Freaking~buku. Way~buku!"

Kuiru quietly reads a book while the girls chatter-chat to themselves at Nijiko's apartment complex. He is zoning in and out of their gossip, but his head is much more concentrated on his book.

Kuiru glances up at his partner, Nijiko Ōmitsu, and he can't help but see Hikaru in her smile and bright laughter. I still can't comprehend the fact that Hikaru-sensei has really been gone for ten whole years now. I'm never going to see my former mentor ever again. Tch. I know I shouldn't be thinking about things that way, but sometimes these thought manage to creep up on me.

It is moments like this that Kuiru takes a step back and realizes how much has happened since he first began his training under Hikaru…and Kuroizado.

Hikaru left Fanciful Kingdom to be with his true love and became a father to Nijiko. Kuiru was just shy of becoming Fanciful Kingdom's new king…and Kuroizado turned to dark magic was banished, awoke Dead End, and turned Fanciful Kingdom into Desolate Castle, imprisoning all of Kuiru's people!

Now, instead of taking his rightful place as king, Kuiru was stuck in a strange place called Yūkibarano and having to mentor the legendary warriors, PreCure, while trying to stop his younger brother from doing any damage to their world like he did with theirs.

Kuiru shakes his head to rid himself of these hopeless thoughts and tunes back into the chat Nijiko and Imari are eagerly having.

"And then suddenly are powers combined!" gushes Nijiko as she tells her friend about the battle the day before. "And we defeated the Endingu with our brand new attack called Miraculous Savoir Faire!"

"That's amazing!" beams Imari with shimmering eyes. "I didn't know you and Tomoka could combine powers like that!"

"Either did I!" says Nijiko, bobbing her head. She turns to Kuiru, "Hey, Kuiru. You're the PreCure Expert. Has anything like that happened before?"

Kuiru thinks for a moment, "Well, yes and no~kuru." He closes his book. "There have been past PreCure that have shared finishers with the Pink Cure, but never without the Pink Cure."

Nijiko smirks. "Then, I guess it's time for things to change."

"Seems so~kuru," says Kuiru simply.

"Oh! By the way, Kuiru," speaks up Imari, "I've been meaning to ask you, who taught you about all this PreCure stuff anyways? Was it your parents?"

Kuiru shakes his head, "No~kuru. Actually it was Kuroi—"

The elder prince was cut off by Tomoka opening the front door out of breathe. "—I'm late you guys! I'm never late! Ever! So embarrassing!"

"It's alright, Tomoka," Imari grins. "We all have those days—"

"—Yeah, yeah, yeah~buku. Imari forgives you blah, blah, blah~buku," cuts in Bukku as he pops out of Tomoka's PreHeartBook. "Imari! I have something super-ultra-mega important to tell you~buku! I'm serious~buku! It's gonna blow your mind~buku! Tomoka's butler is—"

Kuiru rolls his eyes. "My dear brother's bad habits must be rubbing off on you, Cure Mythical."

Bukku snaps his attention to Kuiru and glares, "Nice, brother~buku. Is all you can muster insults~buku?"

And just like that, the light-hearted mood to the room ended. Now, all everyone could feel was unmistakable hostility. You could cut the tension with a knife. The fairy brothers just stare each other down, unblinking; Bukku's dark red eyes burn with anger against Kuiru's forest green eyes that holds his grudge like an unmoving mountain.

The three girls all exchange a look and Imari quickly jumps to her feet. "Let's go to the amusement park!"

Tomoka and Nijiko give Imari a confused look, "That's kind of random. An amusement park?"

Imari nods her head, "Yep! Every summer the amusement park opens up! Why not we go there today?"

"Sure~kuru," says Kuiru half-heartedly.

"Whatever~buku," snorts Bukku bitterly.

Sweat marks appear on the side of Tomoka and Nijiko's foreheads as they give each other a worrisome look, "I guess it could be fine."

"Of course it'll be fun!" beams Imari, tipping her head to the side. "Since when do have a miserable time at an amusement park?"

"You're right, Imari. This was actually a perfect idea," smiles Tomoka as they head inside the amusement park. "This should definitely help lift mood! Plus, Bukku and Kuiru fit right in as prizes so we can have them out in the open!"

"Ah, greeeat~buku," mutters Bukku sarcastically in Tomoka's arms.

"Shh!" Tomoka hushes sharply at the fairy prince, "No talking, Bukku!"

"Buy me a candy apple then I'll be quiet~buku," states Bukku.

"That sounds like a great idea, Bukku!" beams Imari. "I love candy apples!"

Imari opens up her purse for money, but her face falls. "I'm all out of money!" She looks to her friends with her best puppy dog eyes, "Tooomoka. Niiiijiko. Pleeease!"

The two of them sigh in unison as they reach into their purses for money. "You're lucky we love you so much, Imari."

The girls each bought a candy apple and start walking around the amusement park, seeing all the games and rides, deciding what to do first. Every time Bukku pokes Tomoka in the arm, she holds out her candy apple to him and he takes a small bite.

"When, I'm all for the roller coaster," says Nijiko.

"No way!" pouts Tomoka. "Roller coasters are too scary! Let's start with something easier like the merry-go-round."

"What?" scuffs Nijiko. "The merry-go-round is for four-year-olds! I say roller coaster!"

"Merry-go-round!"

"Roller coaster!"

"Merry! Go! Round!"

"Roller! Freaking! Coaster!"

"How about the bumper boats instead?" compromises Imari, pointing over to the. "That could be fun."

"But, then we're gonna be all wet the rest of the day," points out Tomoka.

"The summer sun will dry you guys off quite quickly," shrugs Kuiru simply. "Or, I could always just dry you guys off with my magic~kuru."

Imari claps her hands together sweetly. "Then, it's settled! To the bumper boats we go!"

The group quickly hops in line and soon enough gets to the first of the line and make their why over to the bumper boats. Each girl climbs into one. Bukku is with Tomoka and Kuiru is with Nijiko.

"Uh…how does this ride work exactly~buku?" asks Bukku as Tomoka places him on her lap.

"Basically we ride around and squirt water at each other," explains Tomoka as she grabs hold of the handles, "Simply, simply."

"You're going down, Tomoka!" proclaims Nijiko as the bumper boats start up. "I am the Queen of Bumper Boats!"

"Well, bring it on, Nijiko!" Imari grins.

The ride begins and the girls press the buttons on the handles and start spraying each other with water. Nijiko squirts Tomoka right in the face and the two burst out laughing. Then, Imari drives over and blasts the two of them. Nijiko and Tomoka both get splashed. The two exchange a mischievous smile. The face Imari and gang up on her, and spurts her right in the face. All three girls can't say all word, all they're capable of is laughing uncontrollably.

Bukku tugs on the hem of Tomoka's dress, "Hey, Tomoka. Can I give it a try~buku?"

"Of course," beams Tomoka as she lifts him up and put him on the handle with the buttons. "Just press these and the water will squirt out of the bumper boat."

Bukku doesn't hold back as he presses the buttons and the water gun jets out and splashes Imari in the chest. "Yay~buku!" he laughs as she shoots the water every which way.

Then, Bukku spots Kuiru in Nijiko's lap and a mischievous smile spreads across his face. "Hey, Kuiru!" calls Bukku as he pushes the buttons. The water shoots up through the air and splashes his elder brother right in the face, "Bulzai~buku!"

Kuiru looks up at his younger brother dripping in water, but rage blazing in his eyes. He lifts up his paw and murmurs an incantation. Dark blue sparkles dance from his paw and into the pool of water surrounding the group. Everyone looks on in horror as the water starts to tremble. Suddenly, the group get consumed by a looming shadow. The girls turn their heads and look up. A huge wave is towering over them. The wave crashes down and tips over all three bumper boats, taking the girls and fairy princes with them.

The girls burst out and the water and grab hold of their bumper boats. Bukku gasps for air and quickly swims over to Tomoka while Kuiru elegantly hands on dry land. Kuiru smirks, "Bulzai~kuru."

The three girls exchange a look with one another and then turn around and see all the people waiting in line for their turn. All of their jaws were hitting the floor and a tiny girl had let go of her balloon in bewilderment.

Imari, Tomoka, and Nijiko are shaking with blue foreheads and white ghost-eyes as they look on at the crowd, unsure what in the world to say. The girls share the same awkward laugh. "Wow! Haha! That wave was crazy! It just came out of nowhere! Hehe! Hehe…"

After a quick magic spell provided by Kuiru, the girls are all dry and ready to go on a new ride.

"What ride do you guys wanna go on next?" asks Imari. The group looks around and it doesn't take long for something to catch their eye.

"How about the mirror funhouse?" points out Nijiko. "That could be fun!"

"Is a mirror funhouse really a ride?" wonders Tomoka.

"You're not really a ride!" Nijiko poorly counters.

Tomoka doesn't even hesitate to point this out, "That doesn't make any sense."

"You don't make any sense!" states Nijiko.

"Would the two of you shut up already~buku," snorts Bukku. "Let's just go into the stupid mirror funhouse~buku."

"That's the spirit…I guess," says Imari with an uncertain smile.

The group heads inside the mirror funhouse and are met with a darkened room with a long straight hallways filled with all sort of mirrors. All three girls exchange bright smile and race over to the all the mirrors.

"Look, look, look!" laughs Nijiko as she stands in front of one of the mirrors. She pinches each side of her cheek and stretches her mouth wide, sticking her tongue out. In the wavy mirror, Nijiko had become short and stout, making her tongue huge and wide.

Tomoka snorts out in laughter, holding her sides, "Haha! You look like a frog!"

Nijiko peeks over at Tomoka's reflection and gives her a cheeky smirk. Tomoka was thin and lanky; the tip of her head reaching the top of the mirror and her face was smooches close together. "Your face looks so close together that is could collapse on itself!" The two exchange a laugh.

"They guys!" Imari waves to her friends. "Check this one out!"

Nijiko and Tomoka hurries over the last mirror where Imari is giggles in front of. The two of them stand in the mirror with Imari and she can't help but let out a laugh. "We look like noodles!"

The mirror gave the three girls a ripple effect and the group can't help but move around, standing side-by-side and making their bodies wave with the mirroring girls look like squiggly lines. The girls burst out into huge laughter together, causing their reflecting bodies to swirl and mix together.

On the opposite side of the room, Bukku and Kuiru stand in front of two separate mirrors. Bukku's face is wide and tall and Kuiru's looks like he was squished.

Bukku glares away from his elder brother. "You look like a cold-hearted fairy that got stepped on by a dragon~buku."

"And you look like an immature little child~kuru," states Kuiru with an unmistaken condescending tone, refusing to make eye contact with his younger brother.

A cross-popping vein appears on the side of Bukku's forehead. "You look like a pompous know-it-all~buku."At this point, Imari, Tomoka, and Nijiko pick up on the fairy princes' conversation and exchange a worried look with each other.

"Um," Imari tries to step in, "Why don't we try a different ride?—"

"You look like a naïve little kid who destroyed our home~kuru," snorts Kuiru crossly. The two brothers are now forehead-to-forehead, exchanging lightning glares. The group of girls comically drown in sweat drops and depression lines

"Well, you look like someone who can't let go of his grudges~buku!" snaps Bukku, pushing his elder brother back, "Who only cares about saving our world so you can become the new all-powerful king. So you can forget about the little fairies like me~buku!"

Kuiru's eyes fill with rage as he pushes back against his small brother. "At least I don't look like the selfish prince that allow his weak-mind to be manipulated by Kuroizado to destroy Fanciful Kingdom, imprison our parents, and put other worlds in danger~kuru—!"

"I'M SORRY~BUKU!" cries out Bukku. The mirror funhouse fills with a painful silence. Imari, Tomoka, and Nijiko quietly look to each other to say something, but their minds are blank.

Kuiru looks at his brother with shocked wide eyes as Bukku desperately grabs at his red cape, trying to hold back the burning tears, "How many times do I have to apologize for that~buku?! However many times to do I have to say 'I'm sorry' until you can forgive me~buku?!"

"You don't know what it was like, Kuiru! You never tried to~buku!" Bukku angrily thrashes his head as he buries his face into his cape, his tears scattering everywhere. "I…I don't even matter~buku. I'm the second born prince~buku. I will never become king~buku. I wasn't even born with magic~buku! I can't fight…I…I can't do anything~buku. My life…my life is so useless~buku."

Bukku looks down at his red cape, the gift his old friend once gave him. "But, Kuroizado understood~buku. When I had nothing…when I was alone in the darkness, Kuroizado was the one who reached out his hand and showed me the light~buku. He made me feel, for the first time in my life, that I actually mattered~buku. That my life did have a purpose~buku."

Kuiru opens his mouth, but for once, he can't think of a word to say. "But, you have everything, Kuiru." Kuiru blinks in surprise as his brother lifts his face to look him in the eye. It wasn't raging fire; it was a spark of ember being put out by his tears yet clinging to hope. "You have the throne, you have magic, and you have our parents' love and attention. You have everything…everything I wish I had~buku!"

Kuiru reaches his paw out to his little brother, "B-Bukku I—!"

"—Just leave me alone~buku!" cries Bukku as he hits his brother's paw away and run out of the mirror funhouse and disappearing into the crowd of people.

"No, no, no!" gasps Tomoka. "Bukku come back!"

Nijiko races over to her fairy partner and picks him up. "We gotta go after him, Kuiru!"

"I know~kuru," murmurs Kuiru, slinking into her arms. "Kuroizado is still after Bukku, we can't let them snatch him up again~kuru."

The group race out of the mirror funhouse and desperately search through the legs of people to spot the small fairy, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Kuiru looks down at his paws and his eyes darken, "…Bukku…I'm…"

"What's my dream~kuru?" blinks young Kuiru in surprise in the middle of his reading. "Why do I need to know that~kuru?"

Kuroizado stands before the young prince and folds his arms. "Well, before Hikaru and I can teach you magic, you need to understand what magic desires of you to do."

"I…I don't think I understand~kuru," confesses Kuiru.

"I 'think'! That is the perfect word for this!" states Kuroizado. A question mark appears over Kuiru's head. "Magic is not about thinking or intelligent. It is about emotion!"

Kuroizado sits down beside Kuiru and snatches the book he was reading right out of his paws, "Hey~kuru! I was reading that~kuru!"

"You have the same problem I had when I first started using magic," says Kuroizado as he looks inside the book. "I thought if I read every single book about magic I would be about to perform it just like that. But, some things don't require words."

"I…I think I understand~kuru," nods Kuriu.

"That's why I would like to know what your dream is, Your Highness," explains Kuroizado as he puts the book down. "That is the beauty of dreams; they don't need rhyme or reason. Dreams are simply just how you feel. If you put a strong thought like your dream in your heart, it will give you strength, it will inspire you, and give let your magic flow."

"Then, I guess my dream is to become king~kuru," says Kuiru.

"No, no, no," Kuroizado grins, waving his finger in Kuiru's face. "That is the destiny that has been already set up for you. What is your dream? If you could be or do anything in the whole world, what would it be?"

Kuiru thinks for a long moment. He bites his lip. "I…I don't know. I guess I don't have a dream~kuru." Kuiru looks up at his dark-haired mentor. "W-What's your dream, Kuroizado-sensei?"

Kuroizado looks up at the ceiling and a bright smile appears in the wizard's face, "PreCure."

"PreCure?" echoes Kuiru. "What a minute, that was the book a read the other day, wasn't it~kuru?"

"Yes," nods Kuroizado, "PreCure are girls who becomes legendary warriors. They are granted magical powers and enchanted strength. They fight against evil that threaten all the worlds and stands as a symbol of hope."

"T-They…they sound incredible~kuru!" admits Kuiru.

"They are," smiles Kuroizado gently. "I hope to meet a PreCure one day, to fight alongside them, and protect everyone's hope. That is my dream."

Kuroizado pats the young prince on the head. "So, when you discover what your dream is, come tell me first! And whatever dream it is I am sure it will be amazing!"

Kuiru's forest green eyes sparkle. A spark ignited inside the prince that day. A passion and desire he had never felt before. Kuiru smiles like the sun, "Okay~kuru!"

"Bukku! Bukku!" calls Tomoka as the group races through the crowd of people.

"Darn it, Bukku! Where did you go?" hollers Nijiko with Kuiru in her arms. She looks down at her fairy partner. "Kuiru, can't you use a Detection Spell or something?"

Kuiru shakes his head. "Can't afford to in this crowd of people~kuru. But, if we can find someplace more private~kuru..."

"Then, what are we doing?" realizes Tomoka. "Let's find a place more secluded!"

"At an amusement park?" snorts Nijiko in disbelief. "Good luck with that."

Imari turns around and gives both of her friends a strange smile. "W-Well…t-there is o-one place we could go."

Tomoka and Nijiko exchange a confused expression, "Where?"

When everyone around is too distracted with all the rides and games, the three girls quickly and quietly smoosh themselves into one of the rolls of outhouses by the concession stands. Imari trips and falls onto the toilet seat, thank goodness the person before them had the sense to close it and Tomoka and Nijiko are pressed up against the opposing sides of the outhouse, both of them pinches their noses closed.

"This. Is. Disgusting," states Nijiko with a pitched voice from holding her nose.

"Sorry, Nijiko," giggles Imari, "But, not everyone has the luxury of a five-star private bathroom with automatic toilets and sinks with a butler on the other side of the door holding warm towels."

Nijiko stares surprised at Imari with wide eyes. "That was…oddly detailed."

"Guys focus!" Tomoka frowns, elbowing Nijiko in her side. "Granted it serious sticks and I think I threw up a bit in m mouth, but we gotta focus!"

Nijiko winks. "You're so adorable when you're being all serious."

Tomoka jabs Nijiko in her side again, "Sorry, Kuiru. Can you do the spell?"

"Yes~kuru," nods Kuiru as he sits himself on Imari's lap. "I just need a moment of silence to concentrate~kuru."

The three girls respectfully nod their heads and zip their mouths shut. With that, Kuiru takes in a deep breath and closes his eyes. He slowly breathes out and murmurs a strange incantation. A shimmer dark blue aura swirls around Kuiru. He opens up his paws and cups them in front of him and a pure ball of light appears inside.

The girls peek down at the ball of light and realize that the orb was showing them an image of Bukku. But, before either one of the girls can process the image, Kuiru eyes wide and he teleports away in a flash of ocean blue light. The orb of light drops to the floor of the outhouse and roll over to Imari's feet.

"Kuiru!" gasps Nijiko, grapping at the empty air. "Where did you go? Where's Bukku? What the heck man?"

Imari reaches over and picks up the ball of light and looks inside at the image of Bukku. He was sitting on top of something. There wasn't really much to go on. Behind was just a vase blue sky with fluffy white clouds and it seems that he red cape is blowing fiercely in the wind. Just then, Imari sees that the movement of the wind was constantly changing, almost like Bukku was going up and down. No. More like he was going around and around on something…!

"I know where Bukku is!"

It is late. Too late. But, young Kuiru is wide awake. And, in that moment, he was glad. Then, he wouldn't have heard the sound. It wasn't the sound of a creaking floor or the sound of something striking a window. It was a sound Kuiru was all too familiar with. The sound of magic.

Quietly as possible, Kuiru climbs out of bed and tiptoes out of his bedroom and down the nearest corridor; following the sound of magic. What does magic sound like? It's sort of hard to explain. Sort of like a ringing sound. But, not like a bell. Like a song. Does that make any sense? I hope so. I wish you could hear it. It truly is a beautiful sound.

Kuiru soundlessly walks down the long hallway, continuing to follow the sound of magic. Before the young prince realized it, he was standing in front of the magic studies. He notices instantly the pale yellow light shining through the lining of the door.

Swallowing his breathe, Kuiru creaks open the door and peeks inside. "H-Hello~kuru? I-Is anyone in here~kuru?"

The door bursts wide open Kuiru sees the swirling of a magic portal spiraling inside the Magic Study. Kuiru sees a dark figure huddled over the portal with a bag stuffed with books and spells slung over their shoulder.

The being's elf ears prick up to the sound of the door opening and snaps around to face the small fairy.

"H-Hikaru-sensei?!" gulps Kuiru is surprise.

"Oh, thank goodness. Prince Kuiru, it's you," says Hikaru with a huge sigh of relief. "I thought you were Kuroizado."

Kuiru glances at the portal behind Hikaru and then back to his mentor. "W-What are you doing, Hikaru-sensei?"

Hikaru looks behind him at the portal and smiles at the young prince. "I'm going away, Prince Kuiru. Far away."

"W-What~kuru?" scoffs Kuiru in disbelief, "W-Why~kuru? How long are you going to be gone for~kuru?"

Hikaru walks over to the small prince and crouches down. Patting Kuiru on the head, he smiles, "Forever."

"F-Forever~kuru?!" echoes Kuiru in alarm, "B-But why~kuru?! Where are you going~kuru?! I should get Kuroizado-sensei—"

"—Please don't," says Hikaru, looking away sadly. "No, I can't say goodbye to Kuroizado like this. You can't tell him, Prince Kuiru. Promise me you won't."

"B-But why~kuru?" Kuiru demands.

Hikaru sighs. "Sometimes it's better to skip the 'goodbye' part. Kuroizado would just try to talk me out of it. Tell me that Fanciful Kingdom needs me." Hikaru looks up and smiles. "But, that's a lie. Fanciful Kingdom doesn't need two Royal Wizards. Kuroizado is beyond talented. I know he can guild the kingdom in ways I never could."

Hikaru looks around at the magic study. Kuiru could see in his mentor's eyes that he was looking back at ever memory that touches every inch of the room; memories of his time alongside Kuroizado, memories of reading every single book in every bookshelf, memories of training Kuiru, and of this memory in motion.

"But now," says Hikaru with softened eyes. "I found somewhere else I can begin my next chapter in life. Someone else I can love and spend the rest of my life with her." Hikaru puts both hands on the young prince's shoulders and winks. "I found my new dream, Prince Kuiru."

Kuiru shakes his head confused. "Hikaru-sensei, I don't understand."

Hikaru smiles tenderly at the small fairy. "I know. Regardless, I want you to still promise me something, Prince Kuiru." Kuiru lifts up his head and looks at his mentor in the eye. "When you find your dream, when you understand what it means to dream; don't run away from it. Reach out, grab it, and never let it go!"

A single tear falls from Kuiru's face, but Hikaru gently whips it away and gives the small prince the same hopeful smile he had the first time they met. Kuiru nods his head. "I promise~kuru!"

"Good," Hikaru grins.

That was the last thing Hikaru ever said to me. And they would be the last words I would ever hear my mentor say. As I watched the wizard step through the portal, I realized how little I knew. I didn't know about Yūkibarano, about Hikaru's truelove in Juri Ōmitsu, and I didn't known what life my former mentor would lead, or the life he lost when he died. But, now, I know so much than that naïve young prince back then. Now, I have a partner in Nijiko Ōmitsu, the daughter of my former mentor and the Pretty Cure of Magic. Now I know how to dream. Now I have a dream I want more than anything in the world. Now it's time for someone to hear it.

On top of the amusement park Ferris wheel, Kuiru finds his little brother Bukku. He's sitting there quietly with a bubble wand in hand and a cup of soapy water in the other. He takes a gentle breathe and lets of stream of rainbow-coloured bubble blow out of the wand and float blissfully into the summer air. Blowing bubbles; just like they did when they were kids.

"Bubble Boogie~kuru~. Bubble Boogie~kuru~," hums Kuiru. "Bukku loves when I Bubble Boogie~kuru~."

Bukku glances behind him at his elder brother, but goes back to blowing bubbles without saying a word.

Kuiru takes a deep breath and takes a seat beside his brother. "Um…H-How did you ever get up here~kuru?" It was a stupid question, but at least it was something.

"Just because I can't fly or use magic doesn't mean I'm completely useless~buku," murmurs Bukku.

The two brothers sit there quietly together, looking up at the wide blue sky as Bukku continues to blow bubbles. Finally, Bukku speaks up, "I always like watching the bubbles~buku. Floating away into the air, reflecting rainbows~buku. But, one small mistake and the bubble pops, gone forever~buku."

"You're the bubble," realizes Kuiru. To his own surprise, the elder prince lets out a chuckle. "I guess my just a bubble too~kuru."

Bukku gives his brother a puzzled expression, but Kuiru straightens his arms and rests his body against them, gazing up at the vase blue sky. "For so long, I've been living in a bubble~kuru. I was supposed to be the smart one, but I didn't know anything~kuru. I didn't understand what was going on right in front of my face~kuru. With you and Kuroizado."

Kuiru reaches his paw out to the sky. "I could have reached out to you~kuru. So many times~kuru. But, I would just look away~kuru." He closes his paw. "The truth is, I don't blame you for what happened to our home~kuru. I blame myself~kuru. If I had just been a caring brother, if I had been a more sensible prince, none of this might ever have happened~kuru."

Bukku stares at his elder brother with wide eyes in amazement, "Kuiru."

"You were never the one who was supposed to apologize," confesses Kuiru. "I was~kuru." Kuiru locks eyes with his younger brother. "Bukku, I am so, so sorry. For everything. I didn't know about the struggles you were facing~kuru. The dream you thought you could never reach. I never tried and I'm sorry for that~kuru. To be honest, I've been struggling with my true dream too."

Bukku blinks blindsided by this, "B-But, I thought your true dream was to become king~buku?"

Kuiru chuckles at this. "No, that was just what destiny wanted of me~kuru. But, being king was never my real dream~kuru." Kuiru took a breath as he finally speaks his true feelings. "My dream is to become a Royal Wizard~kuru."

Bukku is speechless as his elder brother continues. "I…I always admired Hikaru and Kuroizado. How strong they were, how kind and wise they were, and how they shined when they used magic to make the kingdom flourish~kuru! Just the thought of that made my heart race~kuru! Then, I started thinking, what if I could be like them~kuru? That I could shine like them~kuru! I could become a Royal Wizard and support Fanciful Kingdom in a different way~kuru."

"I-I didn't realize~buku," admits Bukku, looking down at his paws.

"I'm not perfect either, Bukku," says Kuiru.

"So…are you gonna tell mom and dad how you really feel~buku?" asks Bukku, nervously fiddling with the bubble wand.

Kuiru sighs deeply. "I don't know~kuru. The kingdom still needs a king~kuru."

"Right~buku," mumbles Bukku.

"My path is set in stone, Bukku," states Kuiru. "I can't ever reach my true dream~kuru. But, you can~kuru." Bukku gazes at his brother with his wide burgundy eyes. "You don't have anything like the throne stopping you from reaching your dreams~kuru."

For some reason, Kuiru remembers Hikaru's last words in that moment and it brings a smile to his face. "So promise me, Bukku. If you ever find a dream; reach out, grab it, and never let it go~kuru."

Bukku blinks in surprise, but then nods to his brother. "I promise…Kuiru-niisan."

Blocking the bright sun with her hand, Imari looks up smiling at the two brothers "Well, looks like they sorted things out. Good."

Tomoka and Nijiko exchange a look with each other. Tomoka quickly catches on and smiles. "This was all your doing, wasn't it Imari? You had use come to the amusement park and all of this so that Bukku and Kuiru would make up, didn't you?"

Imari winks at her two friends. "Yeah, it was. And I'm so glad they're friends again. So glad."

Nijiko shakes his head in disbelief, "Jeez, Imari. Why would you go through all that trouble?"

Imari smiles softly, "Because that's all I'm capable of doing now." Tomoka and Nijiko blink in surprise at your friend's response. She holds her hands against her chest and looks up at the limitless sky. "I can't transform into Cure Fable. I'm just an average girl. But, I'm going to do all I can as a normal human girl!"

"Imari," breathes Tomoka. You really are amazing.

"Now then," Imari grins. "I say we go on the Ferris wheel next! Bukku and Kuiru look like they're having fun on it!"

Nijiko nods her head. "That sounds good to me."

As the sun begins to set on a wonderfully successful day, the group walk home together with cotton candy and candy apple still stuck in-between their teeth and unbreakable smiles across each of their faces. Bukku happily ride atop Imari's head. They stop off at Tomoka's house first before they carry on to Nijiko's apartment.

"You guys really don't you to walk us to the door," Tomoka reminds her friends for the millionth time.

And for the millionth time, Nijiko reassures her. "Nonsense, Tomoka. Can't friends walk their friends to their doors? It's good hostility, you know. And probably a great sigh of friendship, or whatever. Now, would you stop being such a worrywart?"

Tomoka nervously grabs at a lock of hair. "Um, I, uh, it's just…I don't this it's really necessary. I, uh, appreciate the hospitality, really I do! It's just…!"

The front door opens and a butler steps out. "Oh! There you are Fukumoto-san. I didn't realize you were gonna be gone for…so…long…"

Imari and Nijiko's jaws hit the floor. There he was. Student council president, richest boy in school, the one and only Masato Kashima dressed up in a butler suit! A black suit jacket, black vest, white dress shirt, black bowtie, black dress pants, black loafers and everything!

Masato the trail he was holding and the ting sound at it hit the doorsteps was all anyone could hear.

"Uhhhh, M-M-Masato-senpai?!" stammers Imari bewildered. "W-W-Why are you dressed up as a butler?"

Bukku pulls at Imari's ear, "Omigod~buku! I've been trying to tell you this all day, Imari!" Bukku whispers in her ear. "Masato is Tomoka's butler~buku!"

Next Time on Fairytale Pretty Cure!

Imari: N-No way, Masato-senpei is Tomoka's butler?

Nijiko: Ohhhh the irony is delicious! Take a bite of that irony pie!

Imari: B-But how?! How is this possible?!

Nijiko: Believe it, Imari. Student council prez is nothing but a bulter.

Imari: This is too much! I feel like my brain is gonna explode!

Nijiko: Okay. Just make sure you don't get brain shrapnel on me.

Imari: Masato is a Butler?! Can We Be Friends?!