We're doing character charts in Creative Writing Class and we had to ask our characters this question and I just happened to think of dear little Koumori and his Yuuki/Nagi complex (Plus there were complaints a while back of the lack of MattXYuuki...so disconnecting me and Matt from those of the story I managed to write this ...) Feedback would be appreciated~ Enjoy~!

Music: (Some of what I listened to while writing) Start Again by RED and Wonderful Days by Izaya Orihara (character song)

Time: While Matt is trying to find Nagehiko 'cause he ran away (Oooh spoiler?) Tis after chapter 23 at some point

Prompt: If you could bring one person back to life and spend a whole day with him or her, who would it be and why?

Drabble 3:

This city was lonely.

Since our arrival two days ago, the clouds had wept violently in a fruitless attempt to wash away all the corruption littering the streets. Still they tried, yelling out their torment in the form of thunder. Rain beat furiously at the tall buildings, knocking on windows and soaking any soul who drifted out from the cover of their homes.

Shirt sticking to my skin and hair plastered against my head, I realized that the only thing I would be finding today was a cold. There was nothing to lead me to Nagehiko, any faint trail he'd bothered to leave behind would have been taken away with the storm, down into the sewers of this awful city.

Passing by a store window, my reflection captured my attention as I reluctantly examined it. All the bruises and cuts had healed, leaving but a few scars that were easily hidden by my clothes. I had no plans of parading around naked, and never in my life had I even considered those impossibly short shorts, so there really was no problem.

There was nothing to help the dark rings under my eyes though. Any lack of sleep or food could be placed on Nagehiko, again, for I feared he'd bolt as soon as I dozed off.

No, I hadn't really caught up to him yet, but I could find his general location through Tsukiyomi's chains. Besides, I had a pretty good guess of why he'd have travelled all the way to the UK.

I had no want of sleep anyway. Not if I'd be denied access to the meadows. Not if I had to dream.

Casting one last glare at the window, I ducked into an alley. The high buildings offered at least a little protection from the pelting rain.

This city was quiet.

There had been hardly anybody walking along the main streets, just cars trying to get home before the storm got any worse. Now even the sounds of traffic were drowned out by the pitter patter of water against brick.

I came across the occasional homeless person as I walked further into the network of alleyways, life getting scarcer as I headed towards the darker parts of the system. Shoving my hands in my pockets, I tried to ignore the stares of those few brave enough to venture in this deep.

Finally, I took the turn that led me to a dead end.

Letting out a tired sigh, I leaned against the wall, sliding until I could sit comfortably in the corner. With a shiver, I pulled the hood of my jacket further over my eyes and tried to rest without sleeping.

I hadn't expected to be so rudely interrupted. After all, I'd chosen to find this place in the first place to be left alone and undisturbed.

"No! Let me go!" The girl's screams bounced off the walls, making my head throb. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes in time to see a brunette come stumbling right into my claimed alley. Right into the dead end I'd worked so hard to find among the countless that held whole communities of runaways or stray animals.

And of course, she had to bring company along with her.

Two men who both desperately needed to shave followed after her, laughing at her helpless wails. They followed casually, hungry grins stretching their dirty faces.

These people were annoying.

"Awh, why you running away?" One of them taunted as she tripped and fell flat on her face.

I'd gone unnoticed, I'd attribute it to their distraction and my choice of dark clothing along with the shadows hiding me in the corner.

"Please! Leave me alone!" The girl cried, sliding back as they advanced.

From this distance, I could now see the strands of green in her hair. The white hat on her head was oddly shaped, while it should have been flat against her head because of the rain. My eyes narrowed as the sunglasses on her face caught my attention.

The girl turned her head then, about to resort to crawling away when she finally found me.

"Help me!" She reached towards me with a trembling arm, "Please, you've gotta help me!"

The two men drew their attention to me, eyes still clouded with their sick hunger. I saw the relief on the girl's face as they decided to target me instead. It'd been her plan all along.

Barely suppressing a frustrated groan, I got to my feet with obvious reluctance. The last thing I wanted to deal with right now was two human idiots while I was so hungry.

"It's some asian chick." The one with a shaved head snickered, "I heard somewhere that-"

I drowned out the rest of his words, even his obvious mistake on my gender as well as the alcohol on their breaths. (I very much believed he'd think I was a girl even if I was buff and two feet taller than him.) My eyes fell to the thick veins barely visible in his neck. On the pulse that beat for such a wasted life.

The fact that the other man doubled back to grab the girl before she could escape didn't fully register. I could feel the warmth coming from his body, could almost taste the blood pumping in and out of his heart. Giving life to someone who didn't deserve it. Right, this man didn't deserve it. If I stole that from him, it wouldn't matter.

Taking a step forward, I'd nearly lunged right then, freezing when hands grasped at my wrists.

I didn't know this man's story. For all I knew, he might actually have someone who'd care if he disappeared. Who might not know that he'd decided to drink a little too much on a rainy day. Even if he obviously didn't care the same way about anyone missing that girl, or even myself. Of course, there was no one for me. But there could have been, as far as he knew.

"This pisses me off." I muttered.

The man opened his mouth, a dopey smile on his lips, to say something through his drunken haze, when my knee came up to meet the bulge between his legs.

A sharp crack filled the air with his instantly sobered scream.

"Oops." I ran a hand through my hair as he passed out on the ground. I might have hit him a bit too hard.

The other man froze as I glanced at him, mouth working to form coherent words and failing miserably. The girl fell from his grasp as I moved towards them.

I was a few steps away when he turned tail and ran. Leaving his friend to muck up my corner, too.

Any thought of resting now chased from my mind, I turned towards the girl still staring after him in shock. She looked up at me, quickly scrambling to her feet. She struggled a few moments with some poorly pronounced Japanese words before falling back into her English after realizing I could understand the language just fine.

"Ah! T-thank you!"

I stared at the dark tint of her sunglasses, trying to see past them. The clouds covered up the sun, leaving only dim morning light to filter into the alley. Ignoring the way she squirmed uncomfortable while waiting for a response, I reached out and pulled her hat away in one quick motion.

Her mouth formed a surprised 'o' several seconds later as she realized her hat was now in my hands and not covered her head.

With the thin fabric now out of the way, I realized why it had seemed so oddly shaped. Two curled horns poked out of her hair on each side of her head, like those of a young ram.

"Thought so." I sighed, dropping her hat and turning away. I always had to run into weird things. Why, oh why, couldn't it just be a normal person?

"W-wait!" She ran to catch up with me, slipping off her sunglasses as she came up beside me. Her green irises were framed by golden eyelashes, a darker shade of green where the whites of her eyes should have been. "What's with your reaction?"

"Faerie." I muttered. "I have no interest in your games. Leave me alone."

She sped up just slightly, enough to jump in front of me and stop my footsteps. "Games?"

Sighing, I crossed my arms and tried to ignore the way her clothes stuck too tightly to her skin. "I saved you. You are oh so grateful and so you must repay me. All my dreams come true. But wait, you forgot to mention that it's all in my head. So while I'm all high on hallucinations, you'll trick me into my death. Say, jump off a building? Hmm? Sound familiar?"

"Not all of us like leading people to their deaths." She pouted, hurt clear in her voice. "I was actually going to just offer you this for waking you up." Digging into her bag, she pulled out a small jewelry box.

"Thanks, but no thanks." I stepped around her, pulling the hood back over my head. No genie could grant what I wanted.

The faerie girl stubbornly followed me, "I have to give you something!"

"No, you don't." Speeding up just slightly, I hoped she would eventually get lost in the maze of pathways. But she stuck to my side like glue.

"Anything you want! What is it?"

Annoyed, I halted suddenly enough to make her crash into my back. As she stumbled against her balance, I spun around. "Can you bring back the dead?"

Rubbing her forehead, she nodded with a hopeful smile on her face.

"Tch." I turned away again, disgusted. There is no creature that can give life back to the deceased. No one. Having a puppet that can be programmed to do what you want isn't what I meant. I wanted the person, not just a body walking around without its soul. It wasn't something anyone seemed to understand.

"No, no! I really can!" She grabbed my arm, forcing me to stop again. "Well, not permanently...but I can bring them back for a day!"

This sparked my interest. Again, I remembered one of the books from the Council's library.

"So...it's true?" I hesitantly looked back, finding no trace of lies on her face as she nodded again.

"I just need something that belonged to them and their name." The faerie smiled confidently, releasing my arm after deciding I wouldn't try to run again.

Glancing around to make sure we were still alone, I bit my lip. To have this sort of chance was rare to come by. I doubted I'd be able to find another one with such loose strings attached. And to be able to talk to her again...I'd give anything. Anything.

I winced at the word, taking a step back so that I could lean against the wall for support. No, no, no! Now was not the time to have a break down!

There was the familiar ghost of lips along my ear, making me shiver as I tried to block it out. I thought we'd moved past this. No, Shii-sama, leave me alone!

Taking another shuddering breath, I tried to focus on the cracks in the ground. Tried to distract my thoughts. Black shoes came into my line of sight and I glanced up.

"Are you okay?" The faerie tilted her head, nervously glancing around. "Um, there's no one around...do you need a doctor or something? I could run quickly...we can do this later."

"No, I'm fine." I pushed my shaking feet to stand up straight, fighting against the invisible hands pulling at my mind. "Would this work?" I quickly pulled the locket from my neck, dangling it by the silver chain.

She nodded, holding out her hands. "You said something about a Shii Sam something just now, is it that person?"

I smiled bitterly, "No."

"Oh..."

She held the necklace gently, running her fingers along it. Squirming nervously again, she clasped her hands together.

Chasing the last traces of Shii from my mind, I met the faerie's confused gaze. "Her name is Kawatta Yuuki."

Bringing her hands to her lips, she began muttering foreign words under her breath, barely loud enough to be heard. I watched intently as her eyelids began to flutter, words becoming more rapid.

Her lips were moving faster than I thought was possible, and the rest of her body was trembling uncontrollably.

Violent spasms gripped the faerie, eyes rolling back and head swinging every which way. It made a shiver crawl up my spine, and there came a point where I almost had to look away. It reminded me of the horror movies we used to watch late at night with Amu. Except this was real. And this was worse.

With a final shrill scream, it all stopped. The faerie collapsed, leaving me with barely enough time to keep her head from hitting the pavement.

Silence.

TBC...

Yuuki: I'm dividing it into two parts 'cause it came out way longer than expected~ Review please~