Tenshi-san: Well... more Innocent & Heartless. I don't know why. I just like Lili. This has nothing to do with the obsession with Peter. Uh-huh. Sure. You believe that.

Disclaimer: I'm not even going here. I DON'T own it.

Part Two

Peace is but a shadow of death,

Desperate to forget it's painful past...

Though we hope for promising years.

After shedding a thousand tears,

Yesterday's sorrow constantly nears.

And while the moon still shines blue,

By dawn, it will turn a scarlet hue.

-Kuja (FFIX)

Lili had fallen asleep shortly after getting Peter to bed.

Elsewhere Barbarrossa stalked around, carrying a lantern. Why he was stalking around carrying a lantern was anyone's guess. It just seemed like the thing to do. "Find me the house!"

Pirates scurried every which way, eager to get out from under his feet. He was testy as hell itself. I suppose suddenly having the direction of your ship reversed right beneath your feet would be unnerving. But sadistically killing three innocent pirates (well, they hadn't gone pillaging and ravishing in two weeks) was... well, sadistic.

Galen was watching in one of the great trees, trying to ignore Siun. And trying not to swat Siun, but in Galen's defense, Siun was acting strange.

Siun was all in a tizzy, buzzing like an angry, oversized wasp. Galen whispered, "What's wrong? For God's sake, it's not that bad! He only killed—Ouch!" Siun began pulling his hair, "The hair! The hair!" He fell out of the tree. And because fate works just that way, he fell at Barbarrossa's feet.

"Fuck off, Barbarrossa."

"Boys?" said Barbarrossa, and two pirates hauled Galen to his feet none too gently. A third pulled his head back by the hair.

"Would you please watch the hair? I swear... I'm going to go bald before the day's over."

"Your hair is the least of your worries. Where is he?!" hissed Barbarrossa.

"Who?"

"PAN!"

"Oh. Him. Probably in the house. Sleeping, you know what most people do at four in the morning!" growled Galen. Someone wasn't the least bit happy at losing sleep.

"Yes..." Barbarrossa smiled, but it was without the least amount of humor, "You kindly will lead me to this esteemed house."

"Really? Why should I do that?"

Barbarrossa pulled a dagger. "Because, my pet, you don't want to die." He gently ran the knife across Galen's throat. "Surely your life is worth more than one measly half-grown boy?"

"You don't get it." Galen studied the slender man in front of him, something horrible dawning in his eyes. "This place dies without Pan..."

"Oh, I don't want him dead. No, no, no, no. He's no use to me dead." Barbarrossa smiled, "Silly, why would I want that beautiful cocky child dead." Running a hand through Galen's hair, "Surely even someone as monumentally thick as you realized that."

"Touch him again, and I promise you, you will be the dead one." This new voice came from behind Barbarrossa. Galen gasped. It was Siun. Or would have been Siun if Siun was human sized.

It is said that mauve fairies are boys, white are girls, and blue are the sillies who can't decide. Siun had been blue, and still carried a pale blue tint, but he was very, very male.

"A fairy...!"

"Yes. How... observant." Siun flexed his wings. "Now kindly let the human go."

Barbarrossa laughed, "Or what? You'll spread fairy dust about?" his laughter was cut short after a rapier appeared in Siun's hand.

"Or I could dice you. Pirate salad sandwiches..." Siun grinned. "And don't think you can slit his throat before I can do anything. I'm far faster than you." Barbarrossa lowered his dagger.

Back at the underground house, Peter woke up, and froze in an unfamiliar embrace. Turning slightly, he saw Lili. He brushed a hand across her hair, smiled when she mumbled sleepily, and sank back into her arms.

He fell back to sleep smiling, and thinking I finally feel safe.

When he woke up again, she was gone. "Lili!" He sat up and promptly whacked his head. "Ow!" Tink flew over; Peter, who was rubbing his head, asked "Where is she?" Tink chimed and mimed going for a walk. Aghast, he sputtered, "Is she mad?!" and flew from the house.

Lili sat in a tree, and was pirate watching, which is a great deal like people watching, but more violent. She watched Barbarrossa the most; he stalked back and forth, his long velvet jacket swinging out with his movements. He looked, at least to her eyes, half like a caged animal, half an archangel who had misplaced his fiery sword and was pissed about it.

Galen sat against a tree, playing cat's cradle, and watching Siun. Siun was speaking to the pacing Barbarrossa.

Lili experienced a moment of vertigo when Peter landed next to her. "What do you think you are doing?" he hissed. "Are you trying to kill yourself?"

She looked at him, then back to the scene unfolding at their feet. "I couldn't sleep."

"You could have woken me up." Peter curled up a bit closer to her.

"You were tired." She smiled, "Besides, you taught me well."

"He caught me, he can catch you too."

Lili sighed. "I was careful, probably more careful than you were. And aren't you the least bit curious to what's going on?"

Peter hissed, flashing white teeth, "No."

She studied him with narrowed eyes. "You're lying." She said slowly.

"I am not!" Peter shouted and shoved her; she lost her balance and fell from the tree. "Lili!" Peter lunged after her, but he wasn't fast enough, she hit the ground next to Galen.

Barbarrossa spun, what with all the noise, to see his favorite obsession flying out of a tree after a girl. "What have we here?"

Lili turned over, "Oh... nothing. Don't we? "She sat up, blinking slowly, and running a hand through her tousled blond hair. "Don't people fall out of trees all the time in Neverland?"

"Not normally, my lady. I have been here almost nine years, and have yet to see anyone fall from a tree."

"Not even an Indian?" Peter landed, and flung his arms around her throat.

"No." Barbarrossa laughed.

"Funny, when I was here last time, I fell out of trees quite a bit. And was pushed from them."

"Pray tell, when were you in the Neverland last?"

Peter was pulling her to her feet. "Oh... ten years ago." Peter hissed something in Lili's ear.

"What did the little savage say?"

"Savage?" Lili looked in confusion from Pan to Barbarrossa, "Oh... well, I'll agree he's not normally very civilized, he does have manners." Peter grinned at Barbarrossa. "But if you must know..."

"Yes, the curiosity is just eating at me."

"He said I deserved it every time he pushed me out of a tree." Lili smiled, "Fancy that."

"But, my lovely lady, who decides on what merits a fall like that?"

Peter deigned to speak, "I do."

"What merits such harm?"

"Doubting me." Peter stood straight, but Lili could feel him shiver against her, and his fingers were ice cold.

"Really. I don't want to know what drives you to murder, now do I?"

Lili answered that one. "Oh... that's easy. Harm to him or those under his protection." Peter pulled up into the air, and Lili followed.

Peter sat shivering on a rock. Lili, reached forward to touch him. "Don't touch me!"

"Peter, please!" Lili, knelt before him, "You are in shock. Come home."

"No. He might have followed us."

"Then the little house. You need—"

"I need to be left alone!" Peter slid so his back faced her. "Go away."

"Fine. I'm going home."

That made him straighten up. "You can't leave! Not after all I went through!"

"I need to get some things... Besides, I owe it to my brothers to at least say goodbye."

"I..."

"If you won't go home, come with me. He can't hurt you if you're outside of the Neverland."

Peter stood, but still wouldn't look at her. "You will come back?"

"I don't belong out there. Especially after... whatever you did." Lili studied the ground. "Please? It's a lonely journey alone..."

He turned and smiled. "What are we waiting for?"

Lili approached her window, and it was still open, the curtains fluttering out in the slight breeze. "I can't believe Mom didn't close it, seeing it's the second time I disappeared out an opened window..."

"Maybe she wants you back."

"It doesn't matter. I'm old enough to make my own decisions now. If I feel like running off to help you, so be it."

Peter grinned. "I thought you said you had other responsibilities and couldn't just run off?"

Lili stood on the sill, "Maybe I gave enough of myself to them. I never did anything I really... wanted to do..."

Peter cocked his head, "Do you really want to help me?"

"Yes. Or I wouldn't have gone with you; I'd have dumped you out the window you flew through."

In her room, it was exactly as she had left it. The clock on the wall showed it was six in the morning, and because it was a nifty one that gave the date as well as the time, said she had been gone a week. Time in the Neverland never quite matched up with time in the outside world. What it was exactly, we don't know. Time does pass, but as everything is so full of adventures it's hard to tell how long you've really been there.

"Peter, if you want to come with me, you're going to have to take a bath and change."

"Where exactly are we going?"

"I'm going to see a doctor. I want to remember what happened on my first visit to Neverland."

Peter stood in front of the computer, "You don't remember?"

"Not most of it. And I don't remember coming back at all."

"Coming back? Not coming home?" Peter ran his fingers over the keyboard.

"Home... this isn't really home."

"So where's home?" Peter asked.

"I... guess it's with you..."

Peter stood after his bath. "Shoes?" Crossing his arms, he wore shorts and a tee-shirt. "It's bad enough with these..." He gestured at the clothes. "But shoes?"

"You can't get in anywhere without shoes." Lili grinned.

"I swear you thought this out."

"Just put them on." She threw socks and tennis shoes at him; he caught them, and threw the socks back.

"You might get me in shoes, but I will not wear those."

"At least the shorts aren't short-shorts."

"Keep your weird clothing."

"I have to wear a skirt, so stop pouting."

He sat on the floor, and had impossibly tangled the laces. "How exactly do you not kill yourself in these?"

Laughing, she tied the laces. "You may be the perfect flyer, and a master at the sword, but you can't tie your shoes..."

"Could the skirt get any shorter?"

"Yes."

"I miss the old clothes..."

Peter had gained a death grip on her arm, and asked, "Exactly what kind of doctor is this?"

"He's a... head doctor. Are you scared?"

"Everything's... faster."

"Well, don't worry. No one will eat you. And all I'm doing is getting my records, I won't leave you here." Lili walked forward, Peter trailing behind. It would have looked normal, but he was holding her hand so tight his knuckles were white. She talked to the secretary, nodded, and walked to the open door. "Doctor Ginner, you wished to talk?"

"Ah, Miss Leonhart?"

"Yes."

"Who is your friend?"

"Oh?" Peter still held on to her. "Peter, could you wait outside?"

"I... guess..."

"He's rather... limpet-like, isn't he?"

"He's had a hard time of it recently. He doesn't want to lose me."

Dr. Ginner stood and walked to the window. "I was rather surprised you contacted me wanting your records. Your mother was quite adamant on you not seeing them."

"I'm an adult, I can see my records if I want."

"True." He turned to look at her, and smiled, "You had such an interesting case. If I remember correctly you said you ran away to Neverland with Peter Pan."

"And my mother thinks I was kidnapped."

"Yes."

"Do you want the truth?"

"That would be nice."

"I really did go to Neverland. And that boy in your waiting room is Peter Pan."

"Really? But you have no proof." Dr. Ginner smiled. "You have convinced yourself that that boy is Peter Pan, very interesting."

"Peter, could you come in here?" Peter came back, and smiled.

"Yes?"

"I think he needs a demonstration." Peter looked at the doctor, grinned and lifted into the air and sat on the ceiling Indian-style. "As you can see, he's definitely Peter. And I need my memories back."

Dr. Ginner sat. "Yes... well, you are a rare occurrence. I tried to tell your mother that to all intents, you had not lied about what happened. She refused to believe."

"Do I know you?" Peter asked.

"I'm Michael Darling's great grand son. I know of you very well, Peter Pan.

"Oh." Peter drifted down. "Does that mean you'll help us?"

"Us?" the doctor's eyebrows lifted.

"She's mi—"Lili threw a hand over his mouth.

"Kids these days! They say the most incredible things!"

"Lilith, I could care less if you are a... item with him. It's none of my business, and you would do nothing against his will."

"I am not a pedophile."

Tenshi-san: What the hell was that? Agh... Well, wait and see. I'll try to make it make sense. Hopefully. Wow. This is my longest chapter...