A/N: This is a chapter that I decided to write for fun. The next chappie will be the date I promise.

Disclaimer: Same as the 1st chapter

Word Key:

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"Talking"

'Thoughts'

Dreams

"Tape Recorded Words"

Tape Recorder

Chapter Five: He Whats?

Sunlight filtered through Mahiru's eyelids; slowly she opened up her crystal blue orbs. After stretching for a few minutes she remembered something that left a huge smile on her face, today was her date with Mitsuru.

The excited teen quickly hopped out of bed and got ready for the day, making sure not to be too dressed up, just a simple pair of jeans and light blue tank top. Mahiru stood in front of the mirror brushing her hair; something about the way she looked didn't seem complete, but what?

'Oh, I know, lip gloss! I mean, lip gloss isn't that much…plus it's fun to put on being all shiny and what not.' She finished brushing her hair and chose a lip gloss that smelt like raspberries. Then went downstairs where she was sure everyone was wondering why she was wearing lip gloss and she would just tell them she was going to hang out with some of her friends; they would believe that, right?


He stood in the park like his last dream only this time there were no little versions of him or her. It was just the two of them there; no one else, Mitsuru liked it like that. Sure it was still as uncomfortable as hell but at least no one else was there to make him feel like more of an idiot. 'Mitsuru…' she turned toward him leaning closer; her cheeks brightening slightly, 'I- I love you.' She then placed her lips directly on his.

"HOLY SHIT!" Mitsuru woke up before the entire dream was over, "HOLY F-ING SHIT!"

He tried getting out of bed but instead was tangled in covers and fell out of bed flat on his face. "Grr…damn covers." The boy struggled to get out of them; apparently he needed to add a few things to his list of things to damn.

Once out, Mitsuru yanked out of his chest-of-drawers from hell: a white undershirt, a navy blue button down shirt and jeans. 'That dream…was just too wrong. Why am I the one tortured with nightmares of her?' He thought pulling his clothes on.

The tengu also wondered what kind of movie they were going to see, no doubt a chick flick. He shuddered; those things were what caused his dreams to start in the first place.

Once he was finished Mitsuru reluctantly trudged downstairs where, to his misfortune, both of his main adversaries and both annoyances were. 'Oh this is going to be just one big sun shiny day isn't it?'

"I trust you slept well Mitsuru?" Misoka asked not looking up from his paper. "By the sounds of your tossing and turning I wasn't sure, plus the bags under your eyes show signs of stress."

"Ya know what sucks?"

"Vacuum cleaners, plungers, suction cups, am I missing anything?" the fox replied sarcastically.

"You like being a smart ass don't you?"

"One of my many talents Mitsuru."

"Alright you two; Misoka, Mitsuru that's enough now, breakfast is ready!" the were-wolf said hooking an arm around each of them. The look Mitsuru gave Akira would've killed death itself. (a/n: coughcoughmaxwellcoughcough)

All of them were situated at the table and were seated in this order: Mahiru, Mitsuru, Akira, Misoka, and Nozomu.

Nozomu sat quietly, as was everyone else, and sipped his coffee looking at the girl next to him. 'Something's up…she's wearing lip gloss.' He then noticed that Mitsuru wasn't wearing the normal 'damn you' expression but instead just gloom, plus he was wearing a button down shirt. Other than when he had to work behind the bar, which was seldom, he never wore them. 'Something is really up.'

After everything was finished and cleaned up Mitsuru instantly left the vicinity of the bar, followed by Mahiru who said she was going to go hang out with some of her friends.

What got the vampire's attention was that she went in the same direction as Mitsuru when all of her friends' houses were in the other direction; the direction they went in lead towards the movies. 'Something is most definitely wrong.'

"So you noticed also Nozomu."

"Yeah, when did you figure out?"

"He doesn't realize it but…" the fox smirked, "he talks in his sleep."

The curious were-wolf came into the conversation, "Who talks in their sleep? Oh are you guys talking about Mitsuru?"

"Yeah…"

"Hmm…it would seem that everyone knows about him talking in his sleep except for himself and the princess. Things should be very interesting."

Nozomu stood there immersed in thoughts before he asked the 'wise and all knowing', "So…what does he talk about Misoka?"

"His infatuation with the Princess. Truth be told he doesn't really hate her, but in fact loves her; he just doesn't see it himself. But you two probably already guessed that didn't you?"

"Wow Misoka you're really smart!" Akira exclaimed and he then for no reason at all got a frying pan in the face, knocking him unconscious…again.

The teen vampire replaced the frying pan in the kitchen and rush upstairs coming back down a few minutes later dressed in complete black.

"If you're going to follow them I suggest going in normal clothes, you stick out now more than usual."

"Really? Darn." He rushed back upstairs and came down again in his normal attire. "Later Misoka, I'm goin out." And left leaving the fox with an unconscious were-wolf in the front hallway.

The 21 year old stood there for a moment before walking into one of the studies that housed a number of different books and stared at them. "It's going to be one of those times, I can tell." He sighed, "Oh joy."

TBC

A/N: I know that this chapter was a bit off topic but I wanted to put it in there…well, actually it just kinda happened. Expect the next chapter soon, and right now I really wish I had the sound track to FootLoose so that I could play "Let's hear it for the boy" while I'm writing the next chapter buuuuut I don't.

Thanks to you guys: scathac's warrior… Motokonobaka… cubanitaaloloco… shinkanneko (don't we all?)… Chibi-Muse-chan… and everyone who reviews after I post this.

P.S.: just thought of something, if you have any questions about stuff feel free to ask just not the personal stuff and I'll answer them. Later and everybody cut foot loose! (Gah not again!)