Chapter 1: Where hearts are taken…

Chapter 1: Where hearts are taken…

"Chocolat!! We're going to be late!! Do you know how angry Mrs. Hatoru will be if we get late again?!" Vanilla screams as she calls out for her best friend who also happens to be her rival for the title of the "Queen of the magical realm".

"Yes, yes. I'm almost there!!"

"Hmm…Chocolat, we can't afford to be late!"

"Oh, calm down, Vani-rune, we'll get there. We can fly remember?"

"What if someone sees us?"

"Oh never mind them! C'mon, I thought you didn't want to be late?" Chocolat pulled her friend to ride with her on a broomstick.

"Comet, let's go!"

"Waaaaaa!! Chocolat-chan!! You're going too fast!!"

"Yeeehaaaw!!"

"Chocolat Millieure?"

"Present! Good morning all!" They appear just in time for the attendance and soon everyone's eyes were on Chocolat and Vanilla. "Too bad, no hearts." Chocolat whispered.

"Vanilla Mieux?"

"Present. Good morning ma'am, good morning classmates."

"That's everyone. Now, let's start, today our lesson will be about…" Mrs. Hatoru starts to begin the class and so does Chocolat begin to sleep.

"Chocolat!" Before she knows it, Chocolat wakes up to see right in front of her…Mrs. Hatoru…and her flaring nostrils.

"Ahhh!" Chocolat can't help to squeak out.

"Mrs. Millieure! Sleeping in class! Sleeping in my class! To the principal's office with you!" Murmurs spur across the classroom and Chocolat noticed Vanilla's sadness. Chocolat just gives her a funny face and skips outside the classroom.

"Something is seriously wrong about that girl." Mrs. Hatoru says as she faces the blackboard and continues her conversation with it.

"Now, where's that office again?" Chocolat wondered as she walked across the halls, she noticed a guy standing there. Tall, blonde, mysteriously alone…"Pierre…"

"Chocolat…" He utters. He stares at her with his icy blue eyes and soon Chocolat can feel that sensation so strange, its as if she's emitting a pink heart. She runs. But isn't that what we all do? Run from the people we love? And maybe, hoping, that they'll run after us.

"Chocolat!" And he does. "Chocolat!" But unfortunately, some of us just run too fast.

"Pierre…how come I feel this way everytime I see you? I shouldn't ever let him make me feel that way." Chocolat clutches her chest. Her heart beats even faster with the thought of Pierre's voice calling after her.

"Chocolat!" He finally catches up with her.

"Pier…Kaito?" And then again, maybe not…

"You forgot you hall pass." Kaito hands out to her a pink slip.

"Ohh…thank you…you ran all the way?"

"Yes…I didn't want you to have two reasons for going to the principal's office."

"Thank you so much…I'll remember to do the same for you." Chocolat gave him that contagious smile and instantly, a pink heart floats from his chest.

Aha! Sugar, sugar rune! Choco-rune! Your heart is mine! - Poof! – The heart disappears.

"Huh? Oh yeah, right, here. Don't forget to bring this next time."

"Yes, I won't. Thank you." Kaito runs back to the classroom, unaware of what had just happened to him. "Oh, Pierre, why couldn't that pink heart be yours?"

"So, how was the visit to the principal's office?"

"It was fine."

"Chocolat, you shouldn't sleep at Mrs. Hatoru's class nest time…" Vanilla warns her.

"I won't. I don't think I could take another look at those bat caves in her nose!" Chocolat exclaims, and she mimicked what Mrs. Hatoru did earlier exaggerating her face to make it look like a giant pair of nostrils. Laughter suddenly took over Vanilla's concern.

"Oh Chocolat! You take everything so easy."

"You should thank me, so you won't turn into a Hatoru." Chocolat said, repeating what she did earlier with her face.

"Hahahaha!! Stop that!" They laugh again releasing all form of pressure. They temporary leave their selves as the candidates for the Queen of the magical realm, and return to just being…kids.

"Prince, the duel between the ogres and witches is near. We need to plan an attack on them before the crowning ceremony takes place!"

"We can't! Right now, our fortress is being guarded by all sort of wizards. They've become like pest hovering around this place. We need to find a new location…a place where we can fabricate noirs. Go! Find me a new castle!"

"As you wish my Prince." Is Pierre really seeking out a new castle for new noirs or is he running away himself?