Hey thanks for the reviews guys! I really needed it. This week hasn't been very nice to me AT ALL :(

So I appreciate the support! Well, anyways … story time!

WARNING

THERE IS A TIMESKIP. YES, IF YOU DID NOT READ ANYTHING BEFORE THIS YOU ARE IN DANGER OF BEING VERY CONFUZZLED.

Other than that, enjoy~!

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A girl of sixteen years rolled over in bed, groaning loudly. Opening one eye, she smiled when she found Leafy squinting back at her. The ball of light's eyes suddenly widened, before it let out a high "eep!" noise.

R-Richiru-chan! Y-you s-scared me! Don't open your eyes so quickly anymore! It scolded, glaring at her angrily.

Richiru laughed, sitting up in bed, and threading her fingers through her long, dark hair. She knew it was a cliché way to explain it, but who really cared? Reaching up with the hand she used to touch her hair with, she felt the glowing-green pendant around her neck. It seemed to give off pulsing waves of heat and energy, perfect for an evil, snowy day like this.

Looking out the orphanage's partially frosted-over window, Richiru thumped back down onto her pillow and lay there, a thoughtful expression on her face.

What... year was this again?

Suddenly she remembered. Face paling, Richiru shot off her bed mattress. The end of the third year was nearing, and she didn't have the third piece of paper. Richiru then calmed herself down by taking in slow, deep breaths.

"Okay," She murmured, looking slowly around the mostly empty female dormitory. The beds were lined up against the walls, kinda like the old-fashioned hospital would be. If she were a demon, where would she hide a piece of paper? Richiru thought back to that night, almost three years ago...

Flashback

"What sort of wishes?" Richiru questioned, interested. The sprite squirmed uncomfortably against her while the conversing continued.

"All kinds! Say, would you like one to- oh! I know the perfect one! Let's make a bargain!"

"A bargain? What kind?"

The demon paused, his green eyes flashing in the darkness as he thought. "How about~"

He put a finger up in the air and put one of his hands on his hip. "I know! How about I give you luck for three whole years," He held up three fingers in the air, gesturing towards her with a swift movement of his arm.

"And for every one of those years," He spread his arms out wide."You have find one of these." The tall, male demon flourished and flicked his wrist towards her, revealing three pieces of yellowed paper with an intricate circle drawn on every one.

"What happens if I find all of them by the time three years is up?" Richiru asked, determined.

"Then you get good luck for the rest of your life, of course!" He crowed, crossing his arms again and smiling down at her from across the room.

"What happens if I don't find all of them within three-years time?"

"Not telling~!" He sang mischievously.

"Hey! That's not fair! It's only fair to tell both the pros and cons!"

"Well~" He bowed down to her in a rather gentlemanly pose. "Do you agree or not?"

Richiru thought for a moment, frowning. "First, what's your name?"

The demon looked up from his stance and smirked. "Mephisto Pheles. Yours?"

Richiru narrowed her eyes at him before replying. "Richiru Corvus."

He nodded, standing up and awaiting her decision.

"Well?"

"I'll do it."

"Eins, Zwei, Drei~!"

The man made a sudden swift motion towards her with his arm, snapping his fingers at the same time. Richiru blinked, confused at what had happened. Several awkward seconds ensued afterwards.

"Umm, what was that for?" The shorter girl questioned, puzzled by this demon's actions.

"Oh? Nah, I did all of that to seal the contract!" He exclaimed, extending his hand towards her with a toothy smile. "Well? One must shake hands to complete a deal!" Richiru looked up at him. Should she shake hands hands with a demon? Well, all for good luck.

Hand shaking slightly, Richiru reached out and let her hand fall into Mephisto's larger, gloved one. "There we go!" He grasped hers and lightly shook her hand, still smiling. He let the small hand go, Richiru allowing it to hang by her side lightly. She frowned when she realized that it felt as though there was something wrapped around her hand and wrist.

"See ya in three years~!" The tall, male demon sang as he jumped out the attic window.

End Flashback

Richiru suddenly realized something. There was something about that demon she met that seemed familiar. That day she saw him... and his voice...

A sudden bolt of electricity shot out of nowhere and smacked her at the back of her head. Realization dawned on her (it seems like I've written this part before). Of course! The newspaper, the radio, those brochures that the orphanage's care-taker passed out!

Richiru lifted up her pillow and tore it out from underneath the soft object. The brochure to that school... he had been giving her clues this whole time, and she acted blind towards them.

"Johann V. Faust..." Richiru murmured, staring down at the brochure in her hands curiously. "Johann..." She rolled the name around on her tongue. Didn't exactly sound like this was the guy she was looking for.

If she had the chance to change her life, she would...

And then if this demon (as she thought her theory went,) really wanted to trick her, he would hide it in a place she least expected it to be. The last place she would look would be a school.

Since Richiru had always been afraid of crowded places, she never became accustomed to them.

So... if she wanted to get the last piece of paper, she had to go to this school. She shrugged. Couldn't be too hard, right?

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Gaaah! This is sooo lame! I barely did anything! :C

I'm so sorry guys! My chapters are totally sucking right now. I want to make them better and more interesting... but I have limited time. So I gave you the horribly choppy basics of what's going on and what's going to happen and a flashback. =_=

Lmao.

I'll update as soon as possible... yeah. Again with that. .

~TPB