Okay chapter 3~! hope you like it! I was soooo happy I got 2 reviews! i know youre probably wondering why that makes me so happy but i can't help it! i just love it when people comment even if its not anything speacial except for a 'upload please' it still encourages me! Special thanks to the two people (so far) who reviewed.

Oh and just to remind you all the titles are named after songs.

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Chapter 3: Why Cant We be Friends?

A KuroFai Story

The alarm was loud and blaring, and despite that I didn't feel the need to get out of the building as fast as I could. It was quite the opposite actually. As the police weren't here yet, they were just on there way. Ashura listens to the police monitors and always presses the button when they are going to be in the neighborhood.

There was a sharp knock on the bathroom door. I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at its reflection in the mirror, wondering who it was that wasn't panicking. "Who is it?" I called out, hesitantly.

"Its me, Watanuki! Open this door now!!" the teen cried, and the banging on the door become more urgent.

I leaned over and opened the door. I raised an eyebrow when he toppled in to the room, panting and gasping for breath. Watanuki was an old friend and coworker... or used to be, until he got into a bad fight, which landed him into a coma for several months, only to come out with amnesia. The person who had sold him had died while he was in a coma, and a lady names Yuuko took him in. In my opinion he was one of the lucky ones

"What are you doing here?" I asked, picking him up off of the floor.

"I could ask you the same!" he snapped, "But there's not enough time for that. Here, Yuuko asked me to give this to you."

He thrust something long and black in my arms. I held it up, and after a few minutes of turning it around, I figured out what it was. "Why do I need a wig?" It was cut in a style that closely resembled Yuuko's hair cut and about as long to.

"Yuuko said Fei-Wang Reed was lurking around here or something." With that said he left the room.

I stood frozen. The first, and thankfully only, encounter I've had with Fei-Wang Reed was undoubtedly the most horrible experience I've had. He had been a client but had gone insane halfway during it. I still have scars on my body from him. He was the first one to scar me, other than Ashura.

I shook my head roughly, clearing it of the memories. I put the wig on and faced the mirror, making sure that I had tucked all the blond hair underneath. It was long and reached down past my knees, and it was odd seeing me with black hair, but it didn't look that bad.

I walked over to the toilet and stood on the rim of it. I had spend too much time in here as it was, and couldn't risk going back out of the room, so my only option was through the window. I pushed the small window open and pulled myself up and out of the room. I've done this several times before, so I got out of there relatively easy. Picking myself up off the ground, I brushed the dirt off of me, and checked the wig to make sure that it was still in place.

With a sigh I headed further into the dark alleyway. I don't really like small dark spaces, but thankfully it's not a claustrophobic feeling. I usually sing a lullaby mother used to sing to us when me and Fai were little. It wasn't the nicest of songs or the happiest, but it always calmed me down. With a sigh I breathed in the cold air and began to sing softly

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes good-bye

It was always you that I despised

I don't feel enough for you to cry oh well

Here's a lullaby to close your eyes good-bye Goodbye Goodbye (1)

The song had a sad haunting sound to it, and in the alleyway it sounded even more forlorn. I kept singing that line over and over again, as it was the only part of the song that I remember, and before I knew it I was out of the alleyway, several streets away from the bar.

I could see the flashing lights indicating that the police were there, and couldn't help but wonder exactly why they were there in the first place. Curiosity won me over and I found myself walking back towards the bar, taking the main road this time. As I got closer to the place, I noticed that there was only two police cars there. I could vaguely make out someone leaning against one of them. The closer I got I could tell that it was a man with broad shoulders and pitch black spiky hair.

I was less than a street away and there was two police officers standing in front of the place. A group of other men stood talking to one of them. One of them was yelling, and by what I could hear, it sounded like a fight had erupted. I saw Ashura standing off to the side talking heatedly to another officer that I had missed. I noticed something flicker in the corner of my eye, and my attention was forced to the man leaning against the car. He was lighting a cigarette, or trying to, it seemed like his lighter was out of gas. His tan fingers kept flicking it and I heard him growl with irritation when the thing didn't light on the fifth try. I recognized him from earlier...

I walked on the other side of the car, and was planning to keep on walking when his voice stopped me. "What are you doing here?"

I blinked, I hadn't thought that he had seen me... "Oh hey Kuro-myu~! Funny seeing you here!" His back was turned to me, so I didn't need to plaster the smile on my face. He growled and stuffed his lighter back into his pocket, and flicked the unlit cigarette off to the side. "Hyuu, that's rather wasteful don't you think, Kuro-puu?" I asked lazily slumping over the top of the car, my hands stretched out in front of me.

He turned suddenly, and I quickly put a grin on. "Will you stop with those damn names already?!" He hissed out, ruby-red eyes glaring at me intently. "And what the hell is this, 'hyuu-...'?" I laughed at the look of confusion on his face, both from the unfinished question and when he finally registered what I was wearing. "What....the ...hell?!"

I grinned, pushed away from the car, spun once, and came to a stop with my hands on my hips in the most feminine pose I could think of at the moment. "You like?" The look of his face was priceless, his eyes were wide and I could see one of them twitching even in the dim light of the street lamp.

He sighed, shoulders sagging, before he look at me with bored eyes. "Let me guess: Gender confused?"

I pouted. "No!" I huffed. "That bars' my uncles, and he doesn't like it when we're out at night." I said the first thing that came off the top of my head. "And since our apartment is close the easiest thing to do is... well this." I flicked some of the black hair over my shoulder.

He gives me a look that says he doesn't believe me, and turned around leaning against the car again.

"So, anyway, what happened?" I asked coming around the car, and mimicking his actions. I watched as Ashura went back into the building followed by one of the officers who had been talking to the group of men.

I notice Kurogane shrug a little, and turned my attention back to him as he answered. "Some type of fight," and under his breath I heard him grumble: "Don't even know why I had to come along!"

"Is that so?" I said with a smirk, before I grabbed his wrist and began dragging him off, much like he had done with me earlier. I could hear him sputtering behind me, but paid him no mind as I waved to one of the other officers, the one who had been talking to Ashura. "I'm kidnapping Kuro-chu for a while!" The officers looked taken aback.

"You damn bastard! Let me go!" Kurogane yelled tugging, and trying to get free. I could tell he wasn't struggling as hard as he could, and guessed that he must be trying to put on a show. I continued to drag him off. We rounded the corner, and the yelling stopped, but he yanked his arm out of my hand.

"So, Kuro-tan, where do we go now?" I asked, gently rubbing my now sore hand. "Who said i we're /i going anywhere?" He huffed, stuffed his hands in his pockets, and speed up. I picked up my steps as well. It was hard to keep up with him, as his legs were longer than mine, with every step he took I had to take two.

"Well I did say I was kidnaping you! What kinda kidnapper would I be if I let you run free?" When I finally caught up with him, I slipped one of my arms through his. He sighed irritated, but didn't try to shake me off, most likely seeing that it would be useless. "You're warm." I commented, wrapping both my arms around now and burring my face in his arm, giggling. He smelled really good, but I couldn't place exactly what it was he smelled like...

"What the HELL! Get off of me damn it!!" He yelled, and took a swing at me. I sinced it coming in time to just barely dodge it.

I ran away laughing, and I heard him follow after me. I couldn't stop laughing and barely managed to yell down the street. "Waa! Help a big bad Doggie is chasing me!"

"Im not a dog, bastard! Now get back here!"

I was running as fast as I could, and was glad for taking track the last three years of high school. I was glad there wasn't anyone on streets as it would have been hard to weave in between them. There was a turn coming up, and as quickly as I could I rounded it. I quit running and pushed my back up against the wall, trying to catch my breath. Kurogane came around the corner as well, and I had to admire that he wasn't out of breath.

He glared at me. "You're lucky that I can't kill civilians." he grunted, folding his arms across his chest, and the look on his face made me think he was pouting.

I laughed, smiling, vaguely noticing that my cheeks hurt. It made since, I wasn't use to smiling for long periods of time... "Yeah well-" I cut myself off when the smell of something familiar whiffed by me. Kurogane was about to say something, but I cut him off. "Hey you smell that?" I asked, taking another sniff of the air, trying to figure out what it was.

"No." he grunted.

"It smells sweet, kinda like..." I gasp finally as I realized what it was. "Chocolate!" I breathed out, finally catching a glimpse of the bakery, a couple of yards away. Chocolate to me was a godsend, and just about the only food substance that my stomach can take. It didn't make much since, if you stopped and thought about it, but I'm not complaining!

"I haven't had that in forever!" I whispered, and was about the only true thing that I had said, while with Kurogane.

Kurogane was looking at me like I had gone insane. I grabbed his sleeve and gave him the best Fai look I could manage. "Kuro-woofy?" I pulled on the sleeve gently, making my eyes water for affect. "Chocolate?"

"Tch, whatever." He said, rolling his eyes. I grinned, and this time it didn't feel fake.

I practically skipped over to the bakery, Kurogane following me the whole way. I could still hear him grumbling something, but chose to ignore him. I pushed open the door and walked over the counter, peering down at all the treats. I sensed Kuroganes presence behind me.

"Hello, what would you like, Ma'am?" Someone asked, and I looked up to see the cashier leaning over the counter, smiling at me. I laughed silently when the title, Ma'am, registered in my head. I noticed his name tag said, Yukito.

I smiled up at him sweetly. "Hello! I'd like..." I glanced at all the treats, before one of them caught my eye. "That one!" I pointed at it through the glass. "Fondant au Chocolat!" I repeated. I had taken a French class in High school as well, so I didn't sound like a complete retard when I pronounced the words.

"Alright," The man smiled and tapped something on the cash register, "That'll be $3.99."

I reached into my pocket, and pulled the ten out from earlier. I gave it too him, and stood up as he put the money away, and walked into the back room. I smiled at Kurogane and pulled him over to one of the tables. "You aren't going to get anything?" I asked as settled into one of the chairs. He followed suit, arms folded across his chest.

He shook his head, slightly. "I hate chocolate." was all he said. And then it was my turn to stare at him like he was insane.

"You don't like chocolate!!" I gasped, saying that was like blasphemy, to me anyway...

We sat in silence for a while, and Yukito came back with my heavenly dessert. "Thanks." I smiled at him, and he smiled back, before he left, and joined another man behind the counter.

I dug into my food, and sighed at how good it was. I savored the taste, and decided to watch Kurogane, who now had his eyes shut. I glanced between him and the chocolate, and smirked when an idea came to me.

I waited until there was only one bite left, before stretched my foot out and kicked him in the shin. I watched as his eyebrow twitched and he scowled. I glared at him slightly, and kicked him again, this time harder. He opened his eyes and glared at me. "Wh-!"

As soon as he had opened his mouth I had shoved the fork into his mouth. The fork that had the last bite of chocolate cake on it. While I was sad for the loss of the chocolate-y goodness, I was happy for the reaction it got out of him.

I watched as the look of surprised washed over Kurogane, before he chewed on the food, a brief look of distaste replaced the surprise. And he closed his eyes, chewed, swallowing, and glared at me. There was a look of rage, and I noticed him trembling slightly from it.

I smiled at him, not at all scared by the death glare. But supposed that it would be a smart thing to start running now┘

"Try that again and I'll eat your hand!"(2) he roared, standing up from his chair, and slamming his hands on the desk. I grinned, scooting my chair back. I stood up as he walked around the table.

"Now, now! Don't be mad, Kuro-run~!" I giggled, ducking his fist as it came sailing for my face.

I turned to the two behind the counter, all the while dodging his attempts at hitting me. "Thanks for the dessert!"

When I was close enough I threw the door open and ran outside in the cold air, Kurogane hot on my trail.

1) the song is Room of Angel not sure who the artist is... but a very depressing song to have your mother sing it to you

2)-sigh- sorry i couldnt resist using this line from the english anime i just loved it so~!

and as many will wonder why exactly Yuui didn't get change back if you read my paraquel, when i upload it, you will find out. And it also comes up later in the story

you MUST have read this far into my story to read the paraquel or it wont make ANY sence!(and yes i know i didn't spell that word right...) The Paraquel begins when they enter the cafe.