A/N: Ok First off…I gotta apologize to ya all for making you wait like FOREVER. The writing for this just kinda came off and on, not smoothly like it did for most of the other chapters. And also I had started writing this chapter before I went on vacation, but what I had written down was complete and utter crap! I tried IMing it to a friend but it wouldn't send so my guess was that it is so bad that it is never to be read by another person EVER! (And never will be since I deleted it ha!) That and my pens that I would use kept on dying on me as I wrote, there's like a whole margin in a notebook that has nothing but pen circles on it where I tried to get them to work. Anyways, this is chapter 15; it might have something you all have been waiting for in it…ya just have to read to find out!

Disclaimer: Ahh…Mitsu, I'll let you take care of this. Mitsu: "Yay! The psycho-" OK never mind that Crescent Moon doesn't belong to me.

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"Talking"

'Thoughts'

Dream

Tape Recorder

Chapter Fifteen: Festival Time! Part 2: Games

Mahiru was still contemplating when she would tell Mitsuru about listening to that tape which probably contained his deepest thoughts about a person. The thing that creeped her out the most though was the fact the person was her. 'Oh what are you complaining about?' she scolded herself mentally, 'You like and this is proof that he likes you…subconsciously.' Her thoughts were shattered by the words, "EARTH TO MAHIRU! Come in are you there?"

Blinking she saw that Mitsuru was standing in front of her waving his hand in front of her face. "Yeah, I'm here."

"I take it you didn't hear the question you were asked."

"What question?"

He sighed for what was probably the twentieth time that night in the course of an hour. "Space Cadet Regular Mahiru, you were asked what the hell you want to do first."

The girl thought for a moment before asking, "Well what do you want to do Grump of the Year, seventeen years straight, Mitsuru?"

"Drop you off the tallest building at the moment." He grumbled to no one in particular. "I'm sorry Mitsuru you'll have to speak up." She retorted, cupping a hand to her ear.

"Nothing!" He half-shouted, "Damn, it's like she's been possessed by Misoka and he's now acting through her."

"Oh," the girl shrugged, "I thought I heard you say you wanted to drop me off the tallest building…guess I heard wrong." The tengu had the look of a person who was unexpectedly slapped. "Are you getting an attitude?" When he spoke there was a bit of surprise in his voice, "Damn you've been hanging around me too long."

"That may be true…because the only thing you ever respond to is an attitude, you big jerk!" Mahiru then proceeded to punch him in the arm as hard as she could and he stared at her with a blank expression on his face. "Please tell me that that was a playful-like punch…"

"You mean…you didn't feel anything?"

Mitsuru just shook his head. "Damn she's a goofball." Reaching his hand up, the tengu wrapped his fingers around her wrist and started walking. "Come on; let's just walk around till we find something to do. Does that solve it?"

"Yeah." Mahiru sighed following behind Mitsuru; her fist had become unclenched and the other's hand slid down her wrist so that they were walking hand in hand. They had been walking like that silently for some time before Mahiru saw something that caught her eye.

"Hey Mitsuru." At the sound of his name the boy turned around and that was the first time he noticed that he holding her hand. His eyebrow twitched slightly in irritation as he stared at the hand, one word pulsed through his mind, "TRAITOR." The little voice was, of course, laughing its stupid ass off.

Mahiru was about to ask her question when she saw the look on his face and changed her question to, "Are you okay…you look like your about ready to murder someone."

He blinked, yes it was true that he was ready to murder something – that stupid voice – but he wasn't sure if it was considered a something or someone. "No…now did you have something else you wanted to ask?"

"Yeah," she nodded, "can we go over there please?" She pointed over to a booth that had a machine stretching some sort of pearlescent material.

"Umm…Sure okay." He followed her over; the first thing he noticed was that they were the only ones in the crowd around the machine to be over three foot high, okay maybe about four foot. "Mahiru what are we doing exactly?"

The girl chuckled at him, "We're watching them make taffy." "…" "Haven't you ever had taffy? It's a kind of really chewy candy. Here, let's go try a piece." She led him over to the booth next to the previous one where they gave away samples of the taffy.

Picking up a piece of taffy Mahiru popped it in her mouth and picked up another and handed it to Mitsuru. "Try it." She said through sticky bites holding the piece out so he could take it.

Mitsuru analyzed it for a moment in her hand before picking it up and looking at it in his own hand. From the corner of his eye he saw a sign that had the different colors and what flavor they were on it. In his hand he held a black piece which on the sign stated that it was licorice. "Can't be too bad." He thought placing it in his mouth. Within two bites he was ready to gag. It tasted horrible, words could not describe what he tasted it was like…death in taffy form.

His eyebrow twitched slightly; the tengu wanted desperately to spit it out. 'Swallow it damn you,' the little voice threatened, 'Or I'll badger you worse than I ever have before.' Mitsuru took a deep breath in his nose and swallowed the taffy; right now he was ready to do almost anything to get that voice to shut up.

"Let's go play some games and ride some rides now!" Mahiru said pulling him along until they got to the games. "So you don't like taffy do you?"

"What are you talking about? I ate it."

"Yeah but your eyebrow twitched. When ever you don't like something like that your eyebrow twitches just slightly. I noticed it whenever you ate mashed potatoes or lime beans." She said walking in the pathway looking at some of the different games. They were the usual kinds of games you'd find at a carnival; lots of throwing and aiming games where you either had to knock over something or get something somewhere and, of course, Mahiru wasn't any good at any of them.

"Hello miss, would you like to try your luck at 'Basket toss'?" One of the guys at a booth asked Mahiru. "You just take three softballs and try to get them in the peach basket…fairly simple." She was about to decline the offer when Mitsuru had cut her off, "I'll try in her place. After all…she's not very coordinated." He stepped up to the table where the guy had placed the softballs.

Picking up the first ball he rolled it around in his hand before tossing it where it landed in the basket with a soft 'plunk'. "Way too easy." He thought picking up another and tossing it in the basket. Mitsuru then picked up the last one and lazily threw it in the basket where it landed with the ones he had thrown before.

"Well done sir. You can pick your prize now." Turning his head, the tengu said to the girl, "Pick one out." She stared at him. "What? It's not like I have a use for any of these prizes…they're all stuffed animals."

Mahiru looked at him for a few more seconds before looking at the prizes. "Umm…" She searched through the different ones before deciding. "Can I have the blue tie-dyed teddy bear…please?" Mitsuru looked back at the guy, who then nodded and got a teddy bear that looked exactly like the one hanging up, from a box and handed it to Mitsuru who muttered thanks before heading off in another direction with Mahiru.

"Here's your bear." He said, holding it out to her as they walked. "Thank you Mitsuru." She said, "But I could have done it too ya know."

"Uh huh…sure."

"Really, I could've why didn't you?"

"Because I sill would've had to do it because you would've missed." The boy stated. 'Aww just admit it…You didn't want that guy hitting on her which is exactly what he was going to do.'

"Would not have!" She defended, why they had begun arguing in the first place was a bit of a mystery to her. "In fact I'll prove that I can do some of these games."

"Umm…okay." The tengu stared at her; he really had no idea why she was being so persistent with this…but hell, he'd play along. "Just pick the game; I really don't care which one." In fact, he hardly even had an idea of how this had started.

Stopping Mahiru looked at some of them, "I know, how about the ring toss…Sounds pretty easy; after all, the only thing you have to do is get one of those rings onto an empty glass soda bottle." As she found out though, it actually it wasn't easy. In fact she missed every single one.

Mitsuru opened his mouth to say something when Mahiru blocked him off. "Before you say anything, I say that we both try a game." He gave a mild shrug, "Alright." She went to get his arm when he added, "Just don't drag me dammit! My arm feels like it's about ready to fall off!"

Ignoring his protests the girl yanked him back to the pathway. "Okay…Let's find a different game."

"How about the game OF NOT RIP MITSURU'S ARM OFF!"

"It will not, stop complaining about it you're being annoying."

The other blinked…this seemed somewhat familiar to him. 'See, this is how she probably feels when you yell at her.' The voice sighed, 'Finally getting a taste of your own poison Mitsuru?' "Ugh…fine, yes dammit." 'Good…' "And…?" 'And now it's time to start giving out the antidote.' "In your spare time do you just think these stupid sayings of yours up?" '…That's not the point; the point is STOP BEING A JERK!' "Haha I finally got to you." 'Damn you…Now you're on your own.'

He let out a relieved sigh; Mitsuru had finally gotten that voice to shut up. Not paying attention he bumped into Mahiru who had stopped suddenly. "Oh umm…Sorry. Is something the matter?" he leaned over so that he could see where the girl was looking. "So you wanna do that?"

Where she was looking was down another pathway. Above the stand written in bright bold letters were the words 'OLD FASHION MILK BOTTLE TOSS'. What it was is you were once again given three balls, about the size of a softball this time, which you tried to throw into the hole of the brightly colored milk cans. Was it just him or were all the objects of the games the same exact thing?

"Yeah, let's give it a try Mitsuru."

They walked up to the booth and he almost let out a groan of annoyance; the guy from the first game was standing there watching the people as they tried and failed at the game. "Why hello," He said in a sweet, yet creepy voice to Mahiru, "Have you been having fun tonight?"

"Uhh…Yeah." He smiled. "Well, that's good. I take it that you would like to play this game then?"

"No duh dipshit." The boy behind her muttered under his breath; she turned her head and glared at him, it basically told him, 'I heard that.' After that quick glance she turned back to the guy, "Yes I would please and so would he. Mahiru pointed to Mitsuru.

"Oh…" The enthusiasm that was in his voice left. Silently he placed the six balls on the counter for the two of them. Mitsuru walked up and picked up one up and looked at where he had to throw it. Piece of cake, it was basically like the first game.

Mitsuru tossed the first and just barely missed. Maybe it wouldn't be as easy. "Ooh, ooh Mitsuru!" Mahiru yelled tugging at his sleeve, "Mitsuru I got one in!"

"Feh…beginners luck." He scoffed picking up another and also missing with that one. "…Eh what the hell? Twice in a row now that I missed dammit!"

"Haha Mitsuru, I'm beating you!" Mahiru smirked after she had made her second shot. "Now, let's see if I can make it three for three." Picking up the last one she closed her eyes and concentrated hard on her goal. Taking a deep breath she opened her eyes and released the ball from her grip. Jus seconds later they heard a resounding 'clunk' signifying that it had landed in its designated place.

"Gah Mitsuru I – I did it. I can't believe I actually did it!"

"Yeah, yeah whatever." The teen next to her said. "Dammit." He cursed as his last ball dangled on the rim before falling off onto the ground.

"What were you saying before Mitsuru about how I wouldn't be able to do any of these games?" The Princess asked playfully.

"Oh just shut up and pick your prize already!"

"Hahaha alright. Hmm…I know, I want the purple tie-dyed bear, please."

The boy waited as she got her bear. "Okay, now what?" She asked. Her question was answered by her own stomach that emitted a low growl making her blush in embarrassment.

Mitsuru walked up to her with his hands in his pockets and simply stated, "Well, get some food of course."

TBC

A/N: Kt: So did I have what you wanted in there? I did didn't I?
Mitsu: "Umm…Katie there is a large angry mob gathered outside your window."
Kt: Large angry mob…goes to window ready to surrender self to mob
Mitsu: "Oh no you don't…I know Chemistry is tough but deal with it woman you can get through it."
Mitsu: "Anyways since the authoress basically went off the deep end I'll tell ya that she's really sorry for taking FOREVER to update. R&R please and thanks!"

Reviewers, there's so many reviews now for one chapter that I think that I won't be able to give responses…that I think they're banned too.

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Pants "Is that all? Well I hope so if not, so Sorry! It's a bit late so the brain is a bit fried."
"I thought it was always fried."
Oh shut up.