The next morning, the Zweilt were greeted by numerous roses around the school everywhere they went there seemed to be various bouquets one in each classroom.

There were murmurings of excitement. Something about a returnee to the school?

Roses of various colours decorated the whole school, some white, some violet, some yellow and all in different shades.

Yuki frowned as he saw every bouquet. There was a memory at the edge of his memory but it refused to resurface at his will. There was definitely some kind of significance to these flowers.

"Do roses have some kind of importance to my memory?" Yuki asked the others as they all walked into the school.

They all froze at his question.

Hotsuma scratched the back of his neck uncomfortable with the question.

"That depends on the person who grew these flowers." Touko hesitantly answered.

Yuki noticed the uneasiness his question had caused the other Zweilt. "Is it something you don't want me to know?"

"We're just not sure how you'll react if you knew." Shuusei added.

Kuroto merely shrugged "We're not really sure if the person who brought these flowers is who we think it is."

"We can't be sure unless there are signs of blue roses or what you call 'impossible flowers."

"Impossible flowers?" Yuki nodded "Alright then"

They went their separate ways to their classrooms questioning their own beliefs.

Tsukumo had an idea as to who it might be. The birds did tell him of a woman who groomed roses but he didn't think that she would be here so soon.

For now they would attend their classes.

Settling into their classes Hotsuma and Yuki found that there was someone settled in the very back of the classroom. The person wasn't there but their stuff was left on the desk.

The teacher walked in taking attendance of the class noticing the textbooks on the desk. He frowned "Renjou-san do you know who's supposed to be behind you?"

Hotsuma shrugged "There's no one who's supposed to be there."

The teacher frowned walking down the rows to take a look for himself.

Standing next to the textbooks he realized one thing. "These are second year and third year textbooks."

"Wait... never mind it's that student. Well then I'll start the lesson."

With that class went without hitch but the mystery student hadn't appeared in class.

Class was over before they knew it and then the teacher called him over. "Renjou-kun if you happen to see her would you mind letting her know that she forgot her textbooks again?"

Hotsuma raised an eyebrow at the request. "How do I know who she is?"

"Trust me son, you'll know when you see her." The teacher gave him a pat on the back.

Yuki tilted his head wondering what was going on. "Is there a new student?"

Hotsuma shook his head. "I don't think so..."

Yuki smiled "Let's go have lunch outside today. It's a beautiful day."

"Right, I'll go find Shuusei." Hotsuma nodded as they left the classroom.

Unbeknownst to them, Tsukumo had already met her. On his way to meet the others a little bird had flown to his shoulder.

She's here. Come meet her. The bird chirped

"Is she the one who put the flowers there?"

There are too many roses at home and she hasn't been able to go to school properly.

Tsukumo followed the bird as it led the way.

Over here, she's sleeping over here.

Turning a corner his eyes widened at the array of blue roses surrounding a young girl on the grass. Her form was hidden by the shade of the trees out of plain sight. Breathing gently she slept in what looked like fetal position. Wearing the first year tie she must have been in Hotsuma's class; she looked to be a Sleeping Beauty.

Pale white skin and brown hair tied into a braid she was beautiful, but at the same time oddly familiar.

It was hard to look away at the fairytale image she emitted. The blue roses surrounded her form in a sort of flowerbed.

More birds chirped into the girl's ear.

Wake up, wake up

She shifted listening to their urge for her to wake up.

Hai hai I'm waking up. Is there something wrong?

Her eyes fluttered open revealing that rare turquoise colour the birds had told him about. However they did seem to misunderstand something, Tsukumo couldn't sense any duras from her.

The girl lifted her head noticing a male student was crouched next to her. She smiled nodding her greeting as she lightly yawned.

"You can hear their voices too?" Tsukumo astonished that a normal person had the same ability.

She nodded curious about this silver haired boy. He looked no more than her age.

You are...

"Tsukumo Murasame" He murmured quietly.

She blinked before smiling. Nice to meet you Murasame-kun.

Her eyes were glassy from sleep, but she nodded at his bento. Is it time for lunch?

"Yes, it is." Tsukumo answered "Would you like to eat with my family?"

Her eyes widened at his invitation, but she shook her head.

Please don't tell anyone about my ability. I have another arrangement to attend to.

"Are we friends now?" He asked with that stoic expression on his face.

She struggled to get up but she merely answered. Friends... I'd like that.

She held out her hand to commemorate being friends.

Tsukumo smiled "Nice to meet you too."

She had a gentle smile one that lit up her whole expression.

"Next time come meet my family. You'll definitely like them." Tsukumo assured the girl.

There was hesitation in her eyes at his request. Noticing her feelings of uneasiness he thought of the only way to make her feel at ease.

He held out his pinky finger. "You have to promise me."

She silently chuckled at his childlike gesture. Holding out her own pinky she intertwined it around his.

I promise Murasame-kun.

"Just Tsukumo-kun is fine."

She nodded making her bangs bounce at the movement. Fingering through the flowerbed she found a yellow rose. Placing the bloom in his hand she grabbed her bag waving once.

Maybe I'll see you in class Tsukumo-kun. I'm sure your sister is looking for you right about now.

She responded ruffling the boy's head lightly. She waved goodbye heading for the gate leaving Tsukumo to watch her form shrink as she walked farther and farther.

There was that small presence of a Duras again but he didn't know where it was coming from.

The bird once again landed on his shoulder chirping. Please watch over her for us.

Tsukumo petted it's head with affection. "Someone else has already taken up the role of Guardian Angel."

He chuckled at the dark figure in the distance wearing that inconspicuous military uniform. For now he wouldn't report that man's presence in the area until he had more solid evidence against the man.

She'd forgotten to tell Tsukumo-kun her name. She did have the tendency to avoid revealing her name, but that didn't make any sense. She had nothing to hide so why was her name so hard to tell strangers?

Revealing your name is the same as submitting to another's control.

She flinched at her own thoughts. Where did that come from? She shook her head at the thought.

Turning a corner she noticed a bench in the park that was empty. It lied against the wall next to a large maple tree. Plopping herself onto the bench she opened her bento ready to eat when she noticed a dark figure in the distance.

She closed her eyes. You don't need to be so far away.

She felt a gush of wind before she opened her eyes. There he was again confirming her suspicions; Luzé could hear her 'voice'

Good afternoon, Luzé. She thought bowing in respect. Her smile was warm as she noticed the man cough in what she thought was embarrassment.

He had taken off the fancy military coat and hat and muttered without looking at her. "Good afternoon."

Would you like to have lunch with me? She indicated to the bento on the bench.

Luzé took a glance at the outfit she had on today. The same gray uniform that the Zweilt wore when they went to school, she looked like one of them. With that quiet beauty of hers she looked to be a flower out of reach.

Yet here he was speaking to her as if she was just a normal person.

Stoically he took a seat next to her stiff as a rock. He merely watched as she opened her bento revealing a well-made lunch, but too much for one person to eat.

She pulled out two pairs of chopsticks placing the bento between them. She handed the green pair of chopsticks to him while she picked up her own pair of chopsticks to pick her side dish.

He noticed she held her chopsticks with her left hand.

"You're left handed."

She nodded I have been all my life.

He hadn't picked up his food yet, which struck her as odd. Tugging lightly on his arm she forced him to look at her.

By any chance do you not know how to use chopsticks?

She asked with a small frown on her face.

His silence was his confirmation that made her chuckle silently. Picking up a piece of the food she lifted the piece towards his mouth.

He froze what was she doing? Was she trying… to feed him?

She didn't see the problem in what she was doing though.

Is there something wrong?

Her voice echoed in his head once more as she expressed her worry. She tilted her head waiting for his answer.

Watching her turquoise eyes turn glassy there was just no way he could deny her anything and that frightened him.

He'd never felt this weak at someone's hand other than the Demon King and Reiga.

Sucking it up he opened his mouth. He felt the food go into his mouth in which he chewed slowly not used to Japanese food.

She awaited his verdict on her cooking with anticipation. Watching him chew slowly with that stoic face of his was making her nervous.

How is it?

Does it taste okay?

Luzé detected her uneasiness and opened his mouth for more as his answer. It was definitely delicious.

She sighed in relief at his response. She smiled laughing silently.

Thank goodness. I'm glad you like it.

She picked up another piece plopping it into his mouth before she placed one into her own mouth. They spent the rest of the time eating lunch this way.

She turned her head wonder in her eyes.

They didn't come today.

She frowned at her own thoughts.

"Who?"

A pair of twins seven years old. Two little boys.

Luzé nodded; it did seem like something she would do. She was the motherly type.

Maybe she would go visit them later after school, but at the moment Luzé had his eyebrows scrunched together. His violet eyes seemed troubled.

She pressed a finger between his eyebrows smoothing the wrinkles. Is something bothering you?

He wrapped his fingers around her wrist moving closer to her face. He was at a loss at his own helpless cause. He didn't want her to look away from him.

"I don't know your name." His low voice resonated through her ears; something different from how she usually communicated but it wasn't bad.

I didn't tell you? She frowned at this predicament. Thinking back he was right, she'd never told him.

Names define us, makes us individuals. Have you ever heard the saying "Revealing your name is the same as submitting to another?"

Luzé clenched his fingers remembering once again the betrayal. Who was to say this girl wouldn't betray him? She was still human, she could lie and betray him just like his brother.

"Yes, I've heard it."

She reached a hand towards the sky with a ghost of a smile.

I don't think the saying is entirely correct.

Closing her eyes she relished the feel of the wind and the smell of the trees.

Sure it can mean losing your freedom but, it can also be proof of your trust in that person. She smiled brightly her turquoise eyes shining as she opened then with blunt honesty. I've decided.

She laced her fingers with his. She stood in front of him while he still sat on the bench.

I'll entrust my name in your care.

Luzé was bewildered at her easygoing, but gentle words. It was almost like she understood his pain. Her warm hands gave him comfort that could bring him to tears.

Even if you betray, I will still be yours. It's not weak to trust in others.

She noticed his eyes looked glassy as if he was about to cry. Letting go of his hands she wrapped her hands around his head covering his face in her stomach.

Wrapping his own arms around her waist he held onto her tightly afraid to let her go. How the hell did this girl know how to make him feel better, needed?

As long as you need me, I'll always be here.

She smiled seeing that Luzé was finally opening up to her. She had been worried about his wellbeing. Even though she probably didn't know the troubles he endured she wanted to give him a place where he could be himself.

To ease his heart, if it meant entrusting her name to him then she'd happily do it.

I'll only say it once so listen carefully.

She placed a hand in his hair making his hair go undone so that he could understand that she was serious. With a gentle smile she kissed his cheek making the grown man blush at her actions. Her blue green eyes were bright and all seeing and full of warmth as she whispered into the depths of his mind.

My name is Hana Seiran Koizumi. Please take care of me from now on.

Yaaaaaaaaaay Chapter 3 FINALLY DONE. /collapsing from brain overload

I apologize for the long wait, but we all know what her name is now:) Might make minor changes to chapter.

Hope her name satisfies your curiosity;)

Next, will be a little bump in the road for the two.

Review and comment your thoughts on the chapter so far:) It helps me a lot ^_^

Disclaimer: Don't own Uraboku only own my OC.

See you next chapter