Now what did the mage mean by "He already told you?" I don't remember anything that he said, that would point out why the mage kissed me...

I felt my face heat up as I put my finger on my lips, remembering the feel of his warm lips on mine. Gah I need to acting like this! It`s not like me! I'll think about what the mage said later.

I shook my head, stood up and walked into the hallway, sighing loudly. I didn`t notice the pork bun until I hear a loud squeaking sound and struggling under my foot. I lifted up my foot and looked down, as much as I could over these things "Kuro-puu! That was mean!"

I scoffed and picked her up by her ears, "Maybe I did that on purpose!"

She gasped, "No! Kurogane, you wouldn't squish Mokona! Mokona is important!"

"Sure, for eating all our food!" And I dropped her, but she jumped onto my shoulder, "Agh! What are you doing?"

She looked down at my chest and tried to jump into my shirt, only to get herself wedged between my breasts. I pulled her out by her ears and held her close to my face, glaring at her, "What the hell are you doing?"

"I wanted to see if I could still hide in Kuro-puus clothing! But Mokona cant." I clenched my fist and threw her into the bedroom and closed the door. I shook my head and walked into the kitchen where the mage and princess were. The mage turned and smiled at me, "Kuro-sama! You're back! I'm glad, now come, sit, and eat. You must be very hungry. I made pancakes!"

I gave a small grunt in response and made my way to the table, sitting down next to the princess, who was eating some pancakes as well. She smiled up at me; I gave a tiny, forced smile back. She laughed and went back to eating. Bitch. Sure I try and make an effort to smile and she laughs!

The mage set a plate down in front of me, I smiled up at him and was about to say Thank You, when I stopped myself. No, mustn't be nice. Must be me. I looked down at my plate, about to start eating when I see what's written on the pancakes. He wrote Japanese Hiragana on my food. What shocked me more than the fact he knew my country`s language was what it said,

It said, suki, suki. Was the mage saying he loved me? I looked up at him, confused. He, of course, smiled back at me. I pointed to the pancakes. He looked down at them, then turned to me and asked, "What's wrong Kuro-tan? Don`t you like it? I learned a bit of Japanese. Just. For. You."

"Yea, but... it says..." He put his fingers on my lips, silencing me. "I know what it says Kuro-rin, just eat."

I watched him as he walked back to the stove, humming a foreign tune and making more pancakes. I shook my head and went back to my pancakes. How should I eat them? I don't think I can pick them up with chopsticks. I was so into trying to figure out how to eat my pancakes I didn't feel the mage stand behind me and put his hands on mine, directing my hands with the fork and knife.

"See Kuro-sama? It's that easy. After all the pieces are cut up, you can grab them with your chopsticks." He whispered softly into my ear. He released my hands and sat down on my other side, eating his own pancakes. I cut up the rest of my pancakes, hoping my face wasn't pink.

But I think it was, because the princess giggled and looked at me, smiling widely. "Kurogane-san, you're blushing!"

"Am not." I mumbled quietly. She was right though, I was, and I just hoped the idiot wouldn't comment.

"Aw~ Kuro-puu is blushing~! How cute~! Don't you agree Sakura-chan?" He asked, turning his head to look at the princess. I looked at her too,

She nodded, "Oh yes. Kurogane-san, you look very cute blushing."

I shivered in disgust. Cute? Me? If I was in Japan, the person who called me cute would have died in seconds. Unless it was Tomoyo, but that's a different story. "I am not cute! Stop saying that!"

The princess and the mage looked at each other before looking back at me smiling, Ah crap, I thought

"You're so cute~" They both called at the same time.

I slammed my hands on the table, "STOP CALLING ME CUTE! I AM NOT CUTE!" I grabbed my plate and stomped out of the room. I ignored their calls for me to come back.

I walked to my room and threw the door open, making the pork bun hit the wall. She ran and jumped on me, "Kurogane! You meanie!"

"..." I didn't say anything as I sat down on the bed and started to eat my pancakes. I gave a piece to the pork bun before she started to bug me.

"Kuro-puu...?" She asked quietly while holding the pancake with her paws. Surprised by her quiet and worried tone, I looked down, "What?"

"What's wrong? You're sad; Mokona would like to know why." She was perceptive, that was sure.

"Don't you always feel that around me?" I asked going back to my food. I saw her shake her head.

"This is a different sad."'

"Mmm... Don't worry about it... Have some more pancakes, the mage made them." I hoped giving her food would distract her.

"Oh! Mokona loves this!" It worked... I think...

"Why don't you go ask for your own?" I told her. She nodded and ran off. It sure was easy to distract her.

I shook my head, I seem to be doing that a lately. I finished off my pancakes and set the plate on the table. I laid back onto the bed; I didn't plan to leave the room until I got MY body back. Everyone was going crazy. The kid being nosy, the princess going along with the mages antics and the mage...

The mage, he was acting the weirdest, being calm. He did try to hide it, but I could tell something was up. The way he was talking after I scared the kid away, (where did he go?), he was being quiet, and how he wrote suki on my pancakes. He learned Japanese just for that? I wonder why?

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard a soft knock on the door. I sat up and asked, "What?"

"Kuro-sama? I was wondering if you were done with your plate." It was the blonde. I looked at the plate and grabbed it along with my utensils. I stood up and opened the door to give it to him. He smiled, "Thank you Kuro-tan."

He was about to leave when I grabbed onto his ark to stop. I wanted answers and I wanted them NOW. "Mage, what's with you? You're acting odder than usual,"

He just smiled, "Nothing."

"Bullshit, I know, I KNOW, that's a lie."

He gaped at me for a second before turning to face me, "That's just like you,"

I narrowed my eyes at him, still avoiding answering my question, fine I'll ask another one. "Why did you write suki on my pancakes? Do you know what that means?"

He smiled and laughed, "Of course, if I didn't know what it meant I would not have wrote it."

I released his arm and went back into my room, knowing I wouldn't get anymore answers. I huffed and put my hands on my hips, "Hmph, that bastard thinks he can hide things from me, well he's got another thing coming. You think he wouldn't lie or avoid my questions after all that we've been through. Gah, that bastard,"