Update.

Welcome to the next installment of YUFO! The story looks like it's going to be a good one, and I really hope I'm right. Make me right, reviewers, I need to be right.

Um… no big intro this time, I'm just gonna get to the story.

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YUNO UFO
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Being 2: The Raven Descends at Midnight

November 23rd

Unknown Area- 6:33 AM- Normal POV

"ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME?" A girl's voice cried and she banged her head onto the control panel in front of her, slumping in her seat in defeat.

CRASH

"Cilla, stop that, you're going to break it." A raven haired boy said from the seat next to her.

CRASH

"I don't care anymore!" The twin tailed girl screamed, flinging herself back with her hands over her eyes in distress. "We're all going to die anyways! We've tried every single defense procedure in the book but we still can't get these… there whatevers to STOP ATTCKING." She growled in frustration, her eyes fixed on the scene in front of her.

CRASH

"Cilla, you know how euphearians are, they're aggressive, they just won't stop." The spiky haired boy said to her calmly, clutching his armrests tightly so he wouldn't be flung across the ship.

CRASH

"Like I said, I DON'T CARE." She said, turning to the boy. The last crack cracked the window, and it looked like it was going to break at any minute. "Euphearians are annoying, dangerous, and THEY'RE FREAKING DEAF WHEN IT COMES TO DEMANDS!" She said, slamming her fist on the intercom button right before she said the last part.

CRASH

The boy facepalmed. "Cilla, this isn't helping! Why can't you be calm like usual?"

CRASH

"You know I get really nervous and frustrated when Ikihdhfaksn panic!" The girl, Cilla, barked. "And stop calling me Cillia, Ross!" She added, glaring at the boy.

"Would you people stop calling me Ross?"

"I can't! It's by habit!"

They growled, banging their foreheads together competitively as angry sparks flew between them, their eyes fixated on eachother.

"My name is—"

CRASH

"OH, WOULD YOU STUPID EUPHEARIANS CUT THAT OUT?" The two of the yelled at the same time to the ceiling that was just hit.

"That's it, I don't care where we'll end up, I just want to get out of here!" Cilla grabbed a black case from under the control panel and flipped the plastic covering off of the blue button.

"…" Ross stared for a moment "…I swear if you hit that, I'm going to…"

"Too late, here we go!" She yelled, and smashed the button.

Ross put in one final facepalm before a white flash overtook them.

Green's Apartment- 6:59 AM- Green's POV

Seven in the morning.

School doesn't start for another hour. I sat up in the couch and stretched. I looked around, I was in the living room, previously sleeping on the green couch that faced the only TV in the apartment, which was propped up on the wall. I got off the couch, almost slamming into the glass coffee table that stood between me and the television. I groaned, why was I on the couch anyway?

"Ooooooooi~… Greeeeen~…." A somewhat-familiar voice sounded from the hall way.

Oh, right, her.

A couple minutes later, the messy-haired brunette from last night fell to her knees in front of the door that led out to the hallway. She slid it open a crack, and she was still only wearing my shirt, which made things a whole lot more awkward, but I honestly didn't care. She moaned, and her stomach growled.

"Foooood, Green, fooood." Blue pleaded, collapsing, upper half of her body in the living room, while her kicking legs and flicking tail were in the hallway. She looked up at me without moving her head, straining her eyes to see me. "Hurry up." She demanded.

"Can't you make your own food? I have to get dressed." I sighed, cracking my back and then immediately slouching forward.

She pounded her fists on the wooden boards of the floor. "No way! It's 7:02 in the morning, and like hell I'm gonna drag myself to that grubby little-half room you call the kitchen to make myself breakfast! Hurry up, Green! I'm gonna starve!" She cried, and finally sat up, glaring at me intensely.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

-o-

"What is this?" Blue blankly picked at the brown fluff on her plate, coated with maple syrup and butter.

"They're pancakes, what exactly do you eat on your planet?" I asked her, setting the dishes in the sink and walking over to the table where Blue stared at the pancakes with one eye twitching and the fork being limply held in one hand.

"It looks like…" She trailed off, not finishing her sentence.

I sighed, "I'm going to go get dressed." I said, and left the room.

I walked over to my room, where Blue did a good job of messing up my bed. I got my uniform out of my closet, the winter version. Open black jacket, white button-up shirt, matching black pants and dark blue school tie. I filled my bag with my homework and slung it over my shoulder, yawning, and then heading out into the hallway. I slipped on my shoes, and walked into the kitchen to check on Blue one more time. She still didn't eat, still poking holes in the pancakes.

This made me a bit irritated.

"You crawl in here, begging for food and force me to make you some, and you don't eat anything?" I said with a twitching eyebrow.

"It looks weird." She complained, cutting into it and trying to if I wasn't trying to poison her, inspecting it thoroughly.

"Just eat it." I told her, back into the room a bit.

"I want to send it back to the chef." She said, holding out the plate in front of her.

"I made it." I told her irritably.

"You can have it back."

"You are going to eat it, and not have just wasted fifteen minutes of my time."

"I am."

"Eat it."

"No."

"That's it." I set my bag on the door and rolled up my sleeves. Blue flinched, but then narrowed her eyes with acceptance… of a challenge.

"So you wanna play hardball, huh?" She growled, and stood up, both fists balled up to fight.

"Bring it, alien girl." I taunted, it wasn't really my style, but you did not waste my time. Ever.

-o-

"And that's what happened." I finished explaining, the cuts and bruises from this morning.

"Whoa…" Yellow stared at me with wide eyes, one hand to her open mouth. "Who knew you were a sucker for falling down stairs?"

Of course, I didn't tell her the actual story, no one could know about her.

"Well, get better soon, physical exams are next week." She said, and trotted back to her seat.

I did eventually have Blue eat the pancakes, though there are several forks and knives in the walls and we almost broke my favorite coffee table if she had thrown me on that table any harder, but she's not that strong. But since I finally got her to eat something, Green- 1 Blue- Everything else, yeah, I'm pathetic.

The bell rang, and class began. First period was normal, just math, numbers, variables, ect. I almost fell asleep again, couches really aren't as comfy as beds, it's like camping, and I hate camping, hence the bear incident that I should tell none of you about.

Next period was English, what it happened.

A kid in the second row was awkwardly reading a page from Anne Frank when the door was flung open, smashing into the wall, and nearly making the walls crack.

There she was, Blue, staring right at me, but not just Blue, Blue and cosplay.

Freakin' cosplay.

I stared, and so did everyone else. I closed my eyes and hid behind my textbook and chanted in my head. I don't exist I don't exist I don't exist.

Chants are useless.

"GREEN!" She screamed, her tail flicking about, which gave the cosplay some use. But even so, with that one name, everyone's headed immediately darted to me. I looked up from my textbook, and Blue's devious lips curved in that smile I hated. She pointed to me as if she were about to shout "Objection!" while keeping her frightful grin (to me, of course).

The teacher stared, but didn't say anything out of due shock. You're the teacher, dammit! Do your job! Kick her out! I screamed in my head, but of course, Mr. Morty has never been much of a mind reader.

She stomped her way over to my seat, deeming closer with every step. I was sweating bullets, and shifting in my chair. Unfortunately, everyone was too shocked to move.

Thanks, guys, you're the best.

"Crap." I said, and sunk back down into my chair.

"The pancakes, Green, the pancakes." She whispered to me before taking action

She grinned, and grabbed the back of my collar. Damn, she was strong, she flung me across the classroom like I was a sack of potatoes.

Yellow stood up in her seat, slamming her hands on the table. "Wait! What is—"

"SPARTA!" Blue snapped back at her, making Yellow flinch, but just for the purpose of shutting her up. She turned back to me with that stupid grin on her face, making me cringe with fear.

"W-What's…" Before I could finish, she picked me up off the floor and dragged me out the door.

Yellow, being the only one that cared enough to come out of shock, called out to her. "W-What are you doing?" She asked everyone's question, who turned back to us.

Blue turned back and glared at her, then slammed the door in her face, making Yellow flinch.

-o-

"Blue…"

Blue stabbed her fork into the chocolate brown delicacy.

"…I just want to let you know…"

She picked up the piece of frosted cake and took a moment to stare at it lovingly.

"…that I hate you."

She turned to me, and shoved the pastry in her mouth. Her blue eyes blinked, and she removed the fork from her mouth.

"Well it's not my fault you make awesome food." She turned back to her cake. "Oh my Minerva! This stuff is even better than your pancakes!" She said with pure delight, clutching her face, setting the cake on her lap.

After dragging me out of school quite literally, I took Blue to Special Town Cakeshop, a small pastry shop at the corner of the town. She first looked at the cake with disgust, saying that it looked disgusting and refused to eat it. The problem was, I had already spent my money on it, and just like time, you do not was my money. I had to pin her down in the middle of the streets and force her to eat it. We got a couple of stares, but I try to avoid subjects like these, okay?

We ended up sitting on the edge of the bridge to Ellise Town. She ate with the cake on her lap, I made sure she stayed on the so-called-leash called my-hand-on-her-collar. She didn't seem to mind it, unlike yesterday when she despised me even looking at her.

Speaking of looks…

I turned to her, and she ate another piece of the chocolate desert. What was with this outfit? I mean, I'm glad she didn't wear my clothes out, people would have misunderstood. But cosplay? She was wearing a freaking maid outfit with cat ears and bells. Blue really didn't seem to mind that either, she is an alien, after all.

"Um… Blue…?"

She stopped wither her mouth wide open and her fork halfway to her mouth. She closed her mouth and turned to me, setting the fork down on her plate, holding it so it wouldn't fall into the river banks below. "What?"

"What…" I pointed to her outfit, and she looked down at herself. "Is this?"

"Oh!" She remembered, and pounded her fist into her palm. She pushed the cake into my hands awkwardly and stood up on the bridge's railings that we sat on. She balanced herself and looked down at me, her tail whipping back and forth with excitement. "This," She waved a hand to show her outfit, a proud look on her face. "…is a present from the nice man from downstairs!"

I froze.

She balanced herself on the rails, looking at herself in the most awkward positions. "You know how my outfit from yesterday? The thing is, I'm actually not allowed to wear that. I was in the rebellious mood at the time, so I wore it." She began, stopping on the rails, turned towards me to tell a story. "The thing is, it was yesterday when I figured out why I wasn't supposed to wear it."

I was afraid to ask, but my mind was more on the man who guy who gave her that outfit, so I just stared.

"Anyway, I'll tell you that later." She said, waving her hands around and continued on. "So, I was running down the stairs because, well, you make really good pancakes, you know? I was wearing some pants I got from your closet and that shirt from last night. Well, that guy that lives in the apartment below us, you know, the one with the glasses and mustache? Well…" Blue put a hand to her chin and snickered. "He said I was cute."

Dammit, Blaine! You perverted old man! I clenched my fish and my eyebrow twitched and I grit my teeth. The air grew cold around me, I swear…

"*Ahem*" Blue coughed and continued on with her story with an excited face. "He asked me to model! At first I was like "Nooo way ya' perv!" but then he said I could have the dress for free! FREE, GREEN, FREE!" She cringed with excitement and exploded in my face. "LOOK AT IT GREEN! I HAD NO IDEA YOUR PLANETARY FASHION WAS SO CUTE!"

It's not cute, it's perverted. I though, looking at the river and trying not to make eye contact.

Yep, this is definitely what I wished for.

Blue leapt off the rails and onto the bridge, and then turned to me. "And then I had to find you! I went around town and asked everyone "Do you know where Green is today? Huh?" Until one nice man from a noodle shop told me! And that's when I came to your school." She said and crossed her arms with pride. "The end."

"Whoa, wait." I told her, recollecting my thoughts. "You asked everyone?"

"Uh huh, the flower shop lady was giggling and immediately took out this box thing and started tapping on it."

That, Blue, would be a phone. You just informed the entire town that I'm a pervert with a cat-eared, weird-tailed girlfriend. Thanks. Thanks a bunch. I sighed and rubbed my temples, scrunching my eyebrows. That's it, I'm skipping tomorrow. I'm going to hide in my closet the entire day with a laptop at my fingertips.

"Hey! Get a grip on my cake!" She said, and snatched the falling pastry out of my lap.

I groaned. "Well, since you pretty much burned up the rest of my day plans, we might as well go home."

Blue gave me a look. "Day plans? Green, you're a teenaged alien living at home alone with no friends. What day plans?" She asked me suspiciously as I slid off the railing I was sitting on.

"Shut it." I told her and hit her lightly on the back of her head.

"Aww! You're no fun Green!" Blue said, and I dodged her punch.

Yep, that was my first day with Blue.

To tell the truth, it was actually more fun than my usual days. Wake up, eat, run, school, run, eat, sleep, repeat, and sometimes a shopping trip if I needed one. You could say this was a pretty "fun" day. Not exactly what I wanted, sure.

Eh, maybe excitement came in weirder ways than one.

Outside Green's Apartment- 3:02 PM- Blue's POV

Green was pretty fun to drag around.

He complained a bit, but he didn't "refuse", which was good. I was getting pretty used to him. Set aside the whole "we're-supposed-to-get-married-this-is-so-awkward" thing and things were pretty normal with Green. I know, I know, the whole, "I'm a princess I had to normal friends" cliché, (it's kind of true, actually), but I really needed to get more social experience. Green was a warm up, a permanent, romantic, warm up.

Shut up, I don't want to talk about my romantic feelings.

The only problems with Green are that: A) He already has a fiancée (me) and B) He's male.

I needed a female friend, someone like Cillia, yet, someone not like Cillia. Cilla was a stick in the mud; she was all work and no play. Plus, she had no social life. I needed a female friend that was socially awkward and a dreamer all in one. Yes, someone I could play with, and talk with about… well, about stuff.

I'm new to this planet, okay?

"Blue."

I felt a nudge to my arm, and turned to Green. He was halfway through the door to his apartment, looking back at me with his hand still on the doorknob. I flinched, and waved my hands around. "I-I-I wasn't thinking of anything weird!"

I really wasn't. I guess it's the fiancée charm or something like that.

I did a mental facepalm. Dammit, Green! Get ugly! You're making me feel weird!

I stormed into the house in a huff, and I head Green sigh behind me. He closed the door and kicked off his shoes. I made a sharp left and leapt onto the couch in front of the black box thing. I shifted an eye towards it. I remember pushing a button on it and it turning it on. It was kind of cool, like another world in a black box! I turned to the door to the hallway, Green walked right past and to his room, probably to change. I pushed myself off the couch and shuffled to the black box thing. I patted around it, looking for the button again.

"…Alright, that's it." I heard Green mumble to himself, then yell out, "BLUE!"

"Aw, crap." I growled, whatever I did to make him raise his voice, it must have been bad because if I knew one thing from my 24 hours with him, it was that he would almost never yell. Ever. I slowly shuffled to the door, and peeked out into the hall towards Green's room. "Yes?" I asked with a cautious voice and a suspicious expression.

He glared at me, breaking his gaze from the room. He stood in front of his room with the door open, and he looked pretty irritated. I backed up a bit. "What?" I asked.

He didn't say anything, he just pointed to his room. I groaned and slowly treaded over to the room, and the heat seemed to rise. He backed away, and I looked inside.

And flinched.

The entire room was filled with cables and wires and the most Jeitainian equipment I've seem all day. A mix of human electric boxes (I think Green called them computers) and Jeitainian technology filled the room, top to bottom. A satellite hung outside on the balcony, and you couldn't even see Green's bed anymore. Wires hung on the walls and extension cords sprawled out everywhere on the floor. Green was tense next to me, shaking a bit to control his anger at the loss of his bedroom.

Two figures shifted in the mass, one by the door in front of the closet, and one that seemed to sit on what seemed like Green's bed. The one on Green's bed was wearing a stimulator mask, something like the dark glasses humans wore. There was a dark sheet of glass that hung over the eyes and acted as a computer screen to the user, and went back onto the ears like a headset, all connected to a touch keyboard and a storage box that withheld all of the information. The one on the floor was wearing a more complicated one, it seemed like a double-upgraded version of the stimulator mask, I forgot the name, it was too long to remember.

Only the one on the bed looked up, the one on the floor seemed to be busy. The person lifted its mask, revealing a young girl. She shifted slightly, moving the equipment around her to reveal Jeitanian military wear and her raven black hair in two pigtails. She looked at Green, then at me, and her eyes widened.

Then it hit me.

"CILLIA!" I cried.

"Who?" Green stopped, and looked at me suspiciously.

The one on the floor finally moved, taking off his mask. "Princess?"

"ROSS!" I cried, and then laughed.

Ross gripped his headset, and clenched his teeth. "Princess, need I remind you that my name is not Ro—"

"Oh thank Jeita you're safe!" Cilla cried and took of the rest of her equipment. She leapt off the bed and over the technology on the floor, and then gave me a motherly hug. "We're so sorry you had to reduced to such low standards, princess!" She cried.

Ross set down his stuff and maneuvered over the rest of the equipment on the floor to reach us. Green stared at Cilla and me, frozen with a weird expression on his face.

"Okay, I'm still confused." He said, sighing and rubbing his temples.

"I find it easier if we just explained this to you." Ross said with a shrug and an awkward smile.

Green turned to him, and looked at him. Then his held out his hand and said, "I like you, you're sane."

"Pleasure." Ross said back and took his hand.

Green stared at him like he had just met a new best friend.

"Okay! Stop with the bromance! It's creeping me out!" I cried, stopping them before they could get any further.

Green's Apartment- 3:44 PM- Green's POV

"And that's what happened." Ross finished explaining the attack on their ship.

We all gathered in the living room. I sat on the couch, facing the TV, while Cilla and Ross sat on the floor, leaning against the coffee table to face me. Blue was wandering around us, just turning to whoever spoke. I got everyone soda, which they stared at with disgust, which I wasn't surprised at anymore.

I looked towards the pigtailed girl. She was wearing what looked like a white, female military outfit. I couldn't read any of her medals or badges, and I couldn't read her nametag, it was just a bunch of weird symbols that looked like a clash between Russian, Chinese, and children's picture book pictures. I guessed it was the Jeitainian language, it couldn't be anything else, right? The guy had a male equivalent to her outfit, except he had more medals. I guessed he was her superior, or something of the sort. He had spiked black hair that came out of his hat, like one of those red military berets, except white. Plus, he seemed a lot calmer than the girl, which was good. Their main difference was the existence of their tail, Cilla had one, Ross differed.

I pointed to the girl. "So you're Cilla."

"Crystal." She corrected me, clutching her unopened soda can. "It's not Cilla for the last time, it's Crystal. Crystal L. Dominicus." She pointed to me accusingly. "And don't you dare ever get it wrong again!"

"Blue calls you that." I pointed out, a little offended.

"Oh, and now you're calling the princess so formally? She's Heir-Kandria Apollo Cismett to you, you dirty human pervert!"

"What?" My anger rose, and I grit my teeth.

The guy smacked Crystal on the back of the head. "Cilla, stop that."

"What did I just say?...!" She growled, her temper flaring. We glared at eachother, and sparks flew.

Rival: Found.

"Sorry." Blue told me, laughing nervously. "She gets like this when people don't listen to her. She's usually pretty serious about stuff like this. Cilla's the head of the Universal Affairs Negotiation Department."

"UAND." Crystal pointed out with pride, crossing her arms and sucking in her breath.

"One of the reasons she's so good at it is because she's really good at, well, talking." Blue continued out. "Cilla works out things like Peace Treaties and such. The other reason she's so good at it is because when people don't listen to her, she gets… Well, she gets like this."

"Damn those Euphearians! They have brains the size of hydrogen atoms!" She growled, and slammed her coke can on the table.

Blue shrugged, "She just needs to cool off." She moved across the room to Ross' side. "And then we have Ross!"

"Red." He told her.

"Shut up, Ross."

Ross sighed, but put on a smile anyway. "Well, sorry about Cilla." He said with a waiter's smile. "The name's Red A. Dominicus."

"Well, at least someone here…" I stopped half-sentence, and looked up at the boy with the unopened soda can. "Wait, "Dominicus"?"

"Oh, right." Red cleared his throat. "*ahem* Cilla is my little sister."

"Ross…" She growled, trying to hold back her anger.

"I'll stop calling you that if you stop calling me Ross." He said.

"Sorry, you're my brother, I'm not supposed to negotiate with you." She said with an irritated scowl.

I stared at them, and groaned.

My headache was coming back.

"Cilla and Ross have some kind of weird competitive streak going on. Ross has been winning for…" Blue thought for a moment, and then turned to Cilla. "How old are you again?"

"Oh, that's just great." Cilla said, rolling her eyes.

"Anyways, Ross is my right-hand man, and Cilla my left-hand woman. Ross is also my father's personal assistant, or something of the sort." Blue finished up, and put her hands on her hips.

"Okay, okay, but I have a couple questions." I said, leaning back in the couch. "One, how did they find you? And two, what are they doing here?"

Red looked up at us. "Oh, that's easy." He said, and took out a cell phone-like thing from his shirt pocket. "Remember that white emergency box you have?"

Blue thought for a moment. "You mean the one from the ship?"

Red held up the phone, a beeping red dot was near the corner of it. I turned towards the direction of where the dot seemed to be, and realized that wherever it was, it was in my room. I glared at Blue, who was laughing nervously. "Oh…" She said. "Heh… heh…" She tried lightening up the mood, but then looked away innocently.

"And for your next question," Crystal started, pointing upwards like she was about to state the facts, and then turned to me with an irritated expression. "We're here because a certain dirty human got engaged to our dear princess." She said with a growl, her eyes burning holes in me.

"It wasn't my fault." I said, mirroring her irritation. "It's just you and your stupid Jeitainian customs."

"It was my suggestion to fix those marriage laws, but would the King listen to me? No! I'm just a negotiator! I hate it when people do that!" Crystal complained, but she wasn't throwing tantrums anymore, which meant she was cooling down.

Wait, speaking of cooling down…

"Is it just me, or is it hot in here?" I said, looking around to find the source of the unusual heat wave.

"Green, that was the lamest pickup line I have ever heard." Blue said to me, walking over the couch.

"Seriously, Blue." I said, stopping her, and turning to Red and Crystal. "What did you guys do?"

Blue crossed her arms. "Nothing is always our fault!"

"No, wait…" Red said, and turned to Crystal. "Did you open the balcony door like I said?"

"Huh? Why?" Crystal said, and flinched. "I thought we brought…"

"We had to use human technology, remember? That stuff heats up." Ross told Crys, starting to tense up.

"So you guys just turned my room into a miniature Sahara Desert." I said, and stared at them. "Without sand."

"What's that?" Blue, Crystal, and Red all said at once.

"Oh my god…" I immediately slammed down my coke and sprinted to my room. I slid down the hall and threw open the door, only to be hit by a massive explosion of hot air. I backed away from my room, and Ross, Crystal, and Blue ran up from behind.

"Whoops." Crystal said innocently, laughing nervously.

"This is all your fault." I growled at her.

"I'm the Jeitainian! You're the human! It's your specie's fault for making technology that needs to be cooled off!" Crystal shot back.

KNOCK KNOCK

We all turned towards the front door at the other end of the hall. My head started spinning.

"Crap…" I said, remembering something.

"What? What? What's that noise coming from the door?" Blue asked in a panic, flailing around.

"Yellow… I totally forgot about her!" I said, facepalming. "Whenever I'm absent, she brings me notes and work from class. I might as well have been absent thanks to someone." I stated, turning to Blue, who looked away innocently.

"It was for cake!" Blue shot back, huffing.

"Nevermind that!" Red said. "We have to fix this!" He said, pointing to my burning hot room.

"Ooh! Wait! I've got just the thing!" Blue said, and dug through her apron pockets.

"WAIT, NO!" They both called out at once.

That worried me, whatever Blue was going to do, it wasn't going to be pretty.

She finally picked out a small, round object with small, light blue polka dots. "Ready."

"Princess, wait, don't—" Crystal said, stepping forward, but it was too late.

"BAM!" Blue cried, and shot the ball-like thing towards the room.

And it exploded.

In an explosion of freezing cold, blue-white frost, we were blasted away. Blue grabbed onto the edge of the doorway to the living room, while I was blasted into the bathroom to my right. Crystal was whipped across the floor, and hit the front door. Red followed up from behind, and slammed into the door, right above Crystal. With all that force, the door crashed open, and the explosion reached outside.

Outside Green's Apartment- 4:11 PM- Yellow's POV

I admit it, I'm always nervous when I approach Green's house. It's always really awkward. Sometimes he invites me in, and then it gets even more awkward. It's just a hurricane of awkward around boys like Green. He's really nice, doesn't talk much, but still really nice.

Maybe that's why that girl kidnapped him.

It was so confusing, stuff about cake and Sparta. She was really pretty too, with or without the costume. She just dragged Green out in a rush, throwing him around harmfully. I was worried in more ways than one.

I shivered, and raised my hand to the door. What was this all about? I'll ask him when I give him the notes.

KNOCK KNOCK

I rapped on the door twice, and shut my eyes.

Five seconds… ten seconds…

Wait, what's that I hear.

There's an array of voices coming from inside, I started to panic.

"W-What's going on…?" I raised my hand to knock again, but then I heard a loud voice.

"BAM!" It cried, and then, there was a "BOOM".

"E-Eh…?"

There were crashes, and then something slammed into the door. I lowered my hand and backed away. "H-Huh…?" What is going on?

Then there was another hit on the door, and it crashed open. I dropped my books and leapt backwards, forgetting about the railings. The railings would have stopped me, but for some reason, there was a larger explosion of what seemed like freezing air that pushed me backwards.

My eyes widened, and I was pushed off the railing completely.

"A-A-Ah!" I screamed, and flailed, looking for something to latch onto, but my fingers slipped off the railing and I fell. I shut my eyes, expecting the worse.

And then…

"Whoa!"

Something wrapped around my stomach at that moment. My eyes flew open, and I stopped falling. I looked down at the ground, for being only two stories up, we were pretty high. I then looked up to see a handsome face. Raven black hair and sunset-red eyes. The sun shone behind him, and my eyes glimmered. He looked down at me, one hand on the railing above him, and his other arm wrapped around me. He hung the railing, he was supporting both himself and me. My mouth was open, but I didn't notice.

Green and the girl rushed to the railing, and another girl with black pigtails ran up from the other side.

"Ross! You okay?" The pigtails girl called out to him.

"Yel! Hanging in there?" Green called out to me, but I didn't notice him either.

The boy looked down at me, and smiled. It was beautiful.

"You alright?" He asked.

I just stared, and brought my hands to my mouth, my face heating up furiously.

"P-Prince…" The word crept from my mouth, and everyone's eyes widened.

"WHAT?"

…

Later that night- The Other Side of Teller Street- 9:07 PM- Ruby's POV

I took the usual route home, but I avoided that apartment from yesterday. It looked like a wreck, I didn't want anything to do with it, let alone get near it, so I took a right instead of going straight.

It was a little darker, since there weren't as many street lights, but I could deal with it. My school bag hung from my fingertips. I had been working late again, I cursed at myself for sleeping late. It ruined complexion. I walked down the street and towards Ellise Park.

SHHH

My eyes darted around me, but nothing caught my eyes, just the fountain at the middle of the park, the few trees there, and a couple of bushes and benches. I continued to walk, only this time with my senses high and my caution at its peaks.

SHHH

I swerved around again towards the sound. Nothing, just darkness and park, I stood in place for a while and sighed. I looked around the park, nothing really seemed out of place. Maybe this was normal, I mean, I haven't used this route in a while…

Then I heard it.

I threw my bag up and leapt to my left. Whatever was there missed and smacked my bag away instead. My school bag flew away, and hit a nearby tree, sliding down into a bush. I faced my attacker. I haven't felt this way in a long time, and I didn't want to, I dropped this act long ago. But the feeling felt so good, I couldn't stop it.

My attacker was slim, I couldn't really describe more than a silhouette, but I could tell one thing: My attacker was a girl. She moved quickly, sidestepping me and bringing her foot around to a side uppercut. I dodged, bending backwards, and her leg flew right over me. She looked down at me, her ocean blue eyes reflecting off a nearby light. She brought her fist down, and I fell to the ground and rolled away, then shot back up to my feet.

"Dammit, you got my clothes dirty!" I complained, dusting myself off. I patted my head, shaking dirt off my midnight black hair. I usually wore a hat, but school rules are school rules.

"Don't take your eyes off your enemy ya' sissy!" She growled, and lunged forward again.

I faced her, and she brought her fist straight on. I dodged right, and grabbed her arm. She tensed, but I quickly flipped her over and grabbed her other arm, pinning both arms to her back and her to the ground. She growled at me, and I glared at her.

"Who sent you?" I lashed at her. "Was it Skull? I told him I don't run that way anymore!" I snapped at her. Her gender didn't really matter, she still tried to attack me.

"What? Skull? Who sent you aren't you out to get me?" She growled back, and struggled to look back up at me. "Listen, punk, I'm… not in… fo…r.." Her eyes widened when she looked up at me.

"…" I clenched my teeth. "What?"

"…by…" She whispered. "…Ru…by…"

"Huh?" I looked at the girl with a confused expression.

She stared at me, her eyes welling up.

"Y-You're…"

"Who're you?" I asked suspiciously.

"It's... me..."

"...?"

"Sapphire."

Oh, look, I'm finally done. Writers block sucks, I know this from both sides. But hey, at least I'm done!~

Oh, yeah, if you like Amotodan (A Miscellaneous Tale of Night and Day), I have two things for you: 1. I made a TvTropes! You're free to edit it if you want to add a trope or something, the link is on my profile. 2. PM me if you want a scene from Amotodan manga-tized. Just PM me, I'll tell you if it's possible.

Okay, back to YUFO. You know, if there are any Tropers for TvTropes, I would like to hire someone. Could you be kind enough to make a TvTropes for YUNO: UFO? It would be greatly appreciated! It also works if you want to work on the Amotodan page, as well.

Thanks!

Okay, preview:

"Need Some Help, Miss. Assassin?"

"Ruby takes Sapphire in, but she still has her mission to finish. Ruby refuses to get involved, no matter how hard Sapphire tries, so she takes matters into her own hands. Meanwhile, Green tries to sort things out with his new housemates."

Um… yeah, it's mainly focusing on Ruby and Sapph in the next chapter. Gold's appearing somewhere in there as well, don't worry.

So, time for you reader mission!: Go to the person closest to you, tap them on the shoulder and say nothing, then attempt to backflip. Only do it once. Whether you did it right or not, walk away as if nothing happened.

So anyways, see you next time on YUNO: UFO!

-Starri.