"You did what?"

"I told her how I really felt."

"Elliot, have you lost what mind you have left? You don't tell an assassin you love her. She'll kill you."

"Kokoro" the blonde sighed while brushing a few stray strands of hair from his face, " One, she would not kill me. Two, I wrote her a letter, and three, why couldn't I tell her?"

"Elliot, how old is she?"

"Twenty-two."

"And you're seventeen. Do you honestly think she'll want to be with you?"

"Honestly, I think we have a connection."

"Elliot" the young Japanese girl sighed, " A connection?"

"Yes, a connection."

"Elliot…please don't give me that shit" she paused and took a sip of her juice box, "She is a twenty-two year old WOMAN who kills for a living. Plays with men's hearts for pleasure, fucks them, then throws them out. Have you lost any common sense you had left?"

"Kokoro" he groaned, "You don't understand."

"What's to understand? You have gone loco."

"How?!" Elliot exclaimed in a defensive tone while he folded his arms across his chest.

"You are so called in love with a woman you've only known for half a year."

Elliot groaned once more and laid back into his chair while propping his feet atop of the lunch table. He was getting tired of his friend always spoiling his mood and having doubts about the things he was sure about. He knew he loved Christie and knew she was the one for him. Naturally, doubts formed in his mind about many of their differences that they both shared and it bothered him to an extent. She was slightly older while he was just a year away from being a freshman in college. He came from a rich family that had everything under the sun while she was an assassin that killed to get her cash. He was the a kind and warm hearted person that was compassionate to people's needs while she was a cold hearted deceitful being that cared for no one but herself.

Even though they had many differences that could tear them away from each other at any time, Elliot learned to forget them and focus more on trying to build a relationship with Christie. It was a hard thing to do in itself because the woman was stubborn and self-protective to say the least; but Elliot was up for the challenge. To him, fighting for to be Christie's one and only man was a prize in itself. She had never been in a relationship for no more than three months and they have known each other for six, although they aren't together, the flirting is quite obvious; and Elliot hoped to break the cycle and finally give Christie the relationship she deserved.

"Elliot, did you hear me?"

"What?" Elliot stammered while snapping back to reality.

"I said did you hear me?"

"Hear what?"

Kokoro sighed and slapped her forehead "You didn't hear me."

"Sorry" he abruptly stopped and removed his feet from the table, "I was thinking."

"About her I bet."

"And what if I was thinking about her?"

"Then I say you're a horny little man who craves for older women."

"What!?"

"You heard me right." Kokoro smirked and eyed her blonde blushing friend, "you're a horny man who craves older men."

"OKAY, STOP RIGHT THERE!" the blonde screeched while bolting from his seat, "I am NOT horny!"

"You liar! You cannot tell me you don't think of that woman sexually by the way that woman dresses."

"What's wrong with her clothing?"

"Elliot, don't be naïve. She dresses like a total whore."

"Not really."

"Whatever" she rolled her eyes and raised from her seat while grabbing her books, "But you didn't answer the question."

"What question?"

"Do you think of her sexually."

Elliot began to blush crimson red at his friend's question and turned around to avoid her from seeing him. He could hear Kokoro giggle behind him as she tried to maneuver her way around Elliot to face him. Knowing the answer to her own question, Kokoro smiled gently and began to walk in another direction as the school bell rang, signaling the end of lunch and the start of classes.

"Elliot?" she called out to him with her back turned.

"Yes…..Kokoro?"

"I know you do,"

"I DON'T!"

"Whatever" she giggled once more and began to walk away from her friend, "BTW, your pants say different."

Elliot looked down onto his uniform pants and saw what Kokoro meant. Blushing a deeper shade of red, Elliot yelled up into the sky sending birds from near by trees flying and his friend laughing from across the courtyard.

PRINCESSLADYPRINCESSLADYPRINCESSLADYPRINCESSLADY

She hurried down the empty corridor in anticipation to get home and finally relax. She had a rough day and that note Elliot left didn't make things better. Him telling her that he was falling in love with her was from left field and wasn't expected. She, for one, have felt a certain thing for the boy but dismissed it many times; telling herself that she was too old for him and that he needed someone more younger and still in school. Although lying to herself helped her sleep at night, she couldn't mask the feelings she had for the boy. She never experienced love before and the way the little blonde boy was making her feel was a total new experience.

Finally getting to her room door she quietly unlocked her door and stepped inside, removing her heels and being greeted by her pet jaguar, Raja. The platinum haired woman groaned in exhaustion as she plopped onto one of her lazy boy ™ recliners and propped her feet up on the coffee table conveniently placed right before her. Tired from a days work of being disguised as a secretary and doing worthless paper work, that worked the woman's nerve to no end, to get close to a man that was her next target, Christie just wanted to sleep and not be disturbed by worries or worthless emotions that would rob her of her well deserved slumber.

Feeling sleep soon about to take hold of her, Christie sat up and began to walk towards her room, with her pet following her and rubbing up against her leg. She had work to do but was too damn tired to even turn on her laptop and complete it. On the way to her room, a blinking red light caught her eye and saw it was none other than her answer machine. Groaning in annoyance and curing who ever called her, she clicked the "play" button to hear what messages she had.

One was from her close friend, Ashjan, another assassin who was the only person, besides Elliot, that was allowed to get close to Christie and another was from her employer, telling her to strike tomorrow so she could start on another mission. But the last message caught her attention as a familiar voice rang through her ears.

Hey Christie, it's me Elliot. I know it's kind of late

'No it's not it's like only five.'

SHUT UP KOKORO. Anyway, like I was going to say. I wanted to see you tonight and I'll be by your place at eight. Anyways see you later. Bye.

Christie cursed loudly as she clicked of her answer machine. It was going to be a long night and she knew she wasn't about to sleep anytime soon. Jst as Christie was about to retire to her room, she heard a knock on the door and heard a familiar voice and a female one and knew it was Elliot.

"Damn that boy."

Sorry about the update. I don't think the chapter is all that great but I tried. Reviews are welcome. Flames, comments, suggestions, etc. Hope you all like.