A/N: Well, it's chapter 8. I'm seriously running out of author's note to put at the beginning of stuff so you may just start getting random lyrics from songs I listen to while I type this. But, I will try to keep my insanity to myself and think up stuff instead of lyrics. Oh yeah, also, please read one of my best friend's fic. It's called 'Moon and the Stars' by PsYcHoWoLfIe, I'd much appreciate it and if you're in the mood for something with a train in it check out 'Festival of Lights.' One more thing I promise, I'd like to thank the band Nirvana, for I got some inspiration for this next chapter (like the name) from their song lyrics, in fact I'm listening to the song right now and on with chapter 8!

Disclaimer: What else can I write, I don't have the rights. Geeze I don't even own my disclaimer, it's from Nirvana's song 'All Apologies'. Sigh

Word Key:

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"Talking"

'Thoughts' (except in dreams then it's talking)

Dreams

"Tape Recoded Words"

Tape Recorder

Chapter Eight: A Denial

'Damn, it just had to be Misoka didn't?' The tengu cursed in his mind along with a few very long strings of random obscenities. As usual, what he hoped wouldn't happen, happened.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean anyway?" He glared at the fox who was standing in the door way. The suspicious thing was the vampire that was, or seemed it be, passed out from some extreme running. Mitsuru being the wise one that he is though merely passed it off as chasing Akira with his beloved frying pan.

Misoka cleared his throat, "Well, I was going to send Akira or Nozomu to retrieve her since it was getting so late; but you brought her back so it seems I won't have to awaken either of them."

A snort was heard along with a 'whatever' as he proceeded to the stairs with the sleeping Mahiru.

"Odd thing is, I called her friend's house earlier this evening, and they said she had never even planned to hang out with them today. Do you know what that was about?"

Mitsuru stopped dead in his tracks; he was glad that his back faced Misoka, for he was able to not worry about how badly he was blushing. "I have no idea what the hell that's about for I don't give a shit what she does. Now will you quit bugging me already it gets pretty damn annoying." He stomped up the stairs then, unaware of the smirk on the fox's face.

Mitsuru had returned to his normal self, damning everything and everyone in sight along with strings of vulgar language tossed in the mix. The one thing he was most likely damning the most was now squirming around in his arms before finally finding a comfortable position and snuggling into his chest.

'Dammit, can't she keep still for five minutes?' he cursed once again as she moved around for the umpteenth time. After what seemed like an eternity the pair finally made it to the girl's bedroom; picking his way slowly across the 'sea of junk' the tengu made it to her bed.

He put her down and was about stand up straight when, half way through his plan, he was stopped. Looking down he saw what had stopped him. "Damn you've got to be kidding me!" The worst of the worst of 'things that make situations awkward' had happened; Mahiru had a death grip on his shirt.

'Shit, what am I gonna do?' He pondered this for sometime. If any of the other members were to come in he'd be in even deeper shit.

There was only one thing that the tengu could think to do that didn't involve him having to wake her up or wait for her to do so…take off his shirt. 'I thank thee right now whoever thought of button down shirts.' He thought, carefully removing each button from its hole.

After accomplishing that the boy put his arms over his head and slipped the shirt off, landing on his butt in the middle of the floor with a soft 'thud'. Looking up the Princess was sleeping soundly, the shirt now hung limply in her hands. He'd get it back later but currently he was making sure no one saw him emerge from her room without his shirt, he could only imagine what kind of hell he would go through with that.

Quickly the tengu ran from the princess's bedroom to his own. Once in there he let out a sigh of relief, "I hope I never have to do something like that again…"

A voice inside of his head thought other wise, 'Oh come on, you know that you enjoyed being with her today.'

"I did not!" Mitsuru yelled aloud only to once again be told how much he really did. He continued on like that for several minutes before he realized he had been arguing with himself; therefore, yelling at thin air.

Plopping face first onto his bed Mitsuru groaned; never in his life had he been as confused as right now. Did he hate her? Like her as a friend? Or possibly love her? All of this was pouring into his brain at once, over loading his entire system.

"I…don't…" he said to himself as he slowly drifted off sleep, "I don't know what to think anymore…" the last image he saw was of his barren wall before the fitful sleep over came him.

There she was here once again at the park. She always wondered what was so special about that place anyway; it was just a park. Quietly she walked through it and remembered why it was so special. A long time ago she had met her first "crush" there, but she didn't remember his name.

Mahiru walked over to the swings and sat down. 'How long has it been since I've been here, four, five years?' she asked herself.

From the shadows a low chuckle was emitted, 'Yet it still hasn't changed since we were last here has it?'

'Huh?' Mahiru turned and saw that it was none other than the aqua haired teenaged tengu himself. 'M-M-Mitsuru, what are you doing here?' The color of her cheeks turned to a bright shade of pink as he sat down on the swing next to her.

'Isn't it obvious? I'm here because I'm a figment of your subconscious, or something big and technical like that.' This was the first time she had ever seen him being laid back and talking out right with her. 'And also…I have something to tell you. It's been on my mind for a very long time now; I just haven't really known how to say it.'

Was this really happening? Was he going to say what she thought he was going to say? So many things had crossed her mind at that time leaving her in a state of shock. 'It's okay; you can tell me what's ever on your Mitsuru; after all that's what friends are for.'

'You see…that's the thing…' He looked her directly in the eyes, 'Mahiru, I want to be more than friends. I…I love you.'

That was as far as it got as she was thrust violently from the dreaming world into the world of reality by her alarm clock. "Stupid alarm clock, no wonder he's always damning things like you; you always ruin good dreams but never nightmares." The girl grumbled at her alarm clock.

As she slid out of bed she noticed the piece of cloth material in her hands. 'Wait isn't this…OhMiGosh it is; it's Mitsuru's shirt. He's gotta be so mad at me by now.'

Slowly she rose off her bed and walked out into the hall. Lifting the shirt to eye-level, thinking out loud, "May I should put this in his room, incase he comes after me- I mean it. Incase he comes looking for it." Mahiru then proceeded down the hall and to see that the tengu's door was wide open.

"I'll just set this here." Timidly she set the shirt down on the nearby desk chair and scurried out of the room as quickly as possible.

Soon after she was back in her normal bubbly mood as she hoped down the stairs. Mahiru reached the bottom step and leaped off onto and slipped on the polished hardwood floor. She waited for the bone jarring impact but instead heard an 'uff' from another person as they caught her in mid-fall.

"Be more careful dammit, we don't need your blood all over the place. Cause when that happens I've got even more of a mess to clean up." He said after a moment, and Mahiru recognized it immediately; it was Mitsuru.

"Umm…o-okay. Thanks for catching me."

"Whatever." Mitsuru muttered as he sulked down the hallway and added before he entered the kitchen, "Breakfast is ready by the way, it French toast, possibly pancakes; I dunno one of the two."

'He's acting…weird. Then again this is the first time I've seen him actually tired looking, like he didn't get enough sleep last night or something.' "Oh stop being a worry wart Mahiru, it's ridiculous how much you worry!" She laughed to herself, entering the kitchen shortly afterwards.

"Hihi Mahiru!" Akira Grinned joyfully from over by the stove where he was preparing for when the bar opened up this afternoon. "Isn't it cool that Oboro trusts us to be able to run the bar by ourselves?" He started babbling on as he went about his job of cleaning.

"Akira…" Nozomu sighed, "Please shut up."

"But I'm excited about tonight, it's been almost three weeks since we've been opened!" the werewolf complained to the vampire.

"Just be glad Mrs. Frying Pan is in the dish washer along with Mr. Skillet cause if they weren't…"

"Nozomu that's enough out of you." Misoka snapped, making the vampire slink back in his chair.

After a few minutes Akira questioned, "Who's Mr. Skillet?"

"Mrs. Fry Pan's husband." Nozomu grumbled, "Dense moron of a werewolf." Earning another glare from the fox demon.

Mitsuru was in the fridge searching around for something when he mumbled "Morons, the lot of them."

What he said didn't go unnoticed from Misoka, if fact, it gave him grounds to start annoying the tengu out of damn misery. "Oh Mitsuru, by the way, you never did tell us where you went yesterday." He tensed up but acted like he didn't hear what the other said. "Mitsuru," the 'leader' of the group asked in a low voice, "where were you yesterday?"

"NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS YA DAMN ANNOYING FOX!" He roared. Never ever would he ever admit that he was willing out somewhere with that damned woman. Just thinking of how Akira would act sent a shiver up his spine.

To protect his 'image' Mitsuru slammed the door of the fridge shut and stomped down the hall.

"Uhh…Mitsuru be careful when you're walking cause it's still…" Mahiru warned to late as a loud crash was heard followed by an extremely loud 'fuck', "…slick…"

Of the three remaining boys, two were laughing their heads off and the other was smirking; he knew where Mitsuru had been. 'I think I'll let him sweat a bit more over the whole ordeal.'

"Nozomu, Akira, get a hold of yourselves." Misoka commanded, "We've got to start cleaning up and what not. After all we're opening back up tonight…" The two just stood there for a moment. "You know the drill…Move IT!"

"SIR, YES SIR!" they replied and hurried on their separate ways to get ready for that night; Mahiru also helping them.

Mitsuru had been out all day and had wound up sitting by a lake in the park as slow but steadily building down poor of rain came on.

TBC

A/N: I feel like this isn't one of my better chapters and since I was so late in updating I must say that I'm extremely sorry and you all may now kill me…just please make it quick and painless. Anyways, I feel bad for not updating, and I'm happy because soon it's SUMMER VACATION! This means that I'll be on the computer even more, meaning higher rate of things being updated sooner. Well, I've got nothing else to say but I do ask again that you read my friends story please. Thanks and later everyone!

Thanks to you guys who read view!

jesusgirl883 -not yet anyways …
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ne-ma-pa-sa-ra - So do I 'Mitsuru your nickname is Mitty again!' "Dammit!" Anyways, I do have a special nickname that I'm waiting to use.
Korii Shouji –I'd like to thank a kid at school that told the muffin joke I never though people would like it as much as they did …
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scathac's warrior –who ever knew Mitsuru was capable of this thing called nice …
Writergirl118 –sugar highs are fun and I've got to have Mitsuru go through a little torture F.A.M. style …
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Elen –Hmm…I'm not sure if Nozomu will blackmail but it is possible …
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