So Here's my second chapter:

I don't own Sugar Sugar Rune

The sky opened itself in front of them. Vanilla's first instinct made her try to fly. She felt her heart freeze as she realised that in the human world she wasn't able to float in the air with the facility she had in the magical world. In reality, she wasn't able to do it at all. Her eyesight blurred as tears started falling from her eyes. She didn't want to die, and her personality wasn't strong enough to bear such a thought.

Do something! She wanted to yell. It was for a reason that she was there. But she couldn't remember anything useful she has learned at school. It wouldn't have served for anything anyway as she couldn't use magic; unluckily for her it didn't change that her thoughts were like a tangled mass of spaghetti.

She glanced at Chocolat, the always positive, bold redhead loved by everyone, always getting her way. Spoiled kid, that's what she is. Vanilla caught herself thinking. She was as old as the Queen's daughter, but there was nothing they had in common otherwise. Vanilla had always been a calm, but fearful child. She was nothing like a real witch should have been. When she went to school, she realised that if she wouldn't change she would never survive. She wasn't as lucky as Chocolat who as Queen's daughter was untouchable. Everyone knew that Queen's daughter had power. But nobody feared little crybaby that Vanilla was; that was the reason for which she probably became a candidate. She worked harder than anybody else, not only in class but also to somehow cope on, which made her stronger everyday - at least she wanted to believe so. In overall the final test was nothing but a casual confrontation to her. Yes she has changed. She was not as hopeless as she was before, unfortunately, she couldn't help being who she was. She still got scared of her shadow and although she managed to control it a bit, it still showed, killing all her efforts, and as she was falling down towards her death, she realised it more than ever.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the side. It looked like an angel, or... before she could get a better look at the figure it disappeared, and a second later she felt that she was falling no more. Somebody caught her and Chocolat. She looked at their saviour and blinked, not believing somebody like this even existed. She couldn't believe in what she was seeing. The person who saved her life was a young man, with the most perfect,handsome features she has ever seen. His eyes were as blue as deep ocean and it left her staring dumbly at him. She realised that his hair shone as brightly as the stars, and and as he saw her face marked by her feelings he smiled.

"Sorry I'm late mademoiselles. You looked quite scared up there. By the way, I'm your guardian, and as you see I'm here to help you out. I will guide you through the test and will be of help if needed. Now... look, here we are: your new house is just in front of us. It is where you will spend the next few months if not years, so get used to it."

Vanilla turned her head towards the building. If her guardian left her confused, the house, no, the mansion made her speechless. It looked like nothing she has ever seen. Vanilla looked at the creamy walls covered partly by plants that looked like blue-sky roses she loved so much back home. The roof was made of blueish-grey - and the balcony was nothing else but the flat top of it. It looked a little odd, even for human standards, but Vanilla felt that there was at least the place to fit a quarter of The Castle and all that was just for the two of them. They landed on the roof, what made her breathe again, because she couldn't imagine going down to the garden. She had bad experience about flying through trees and bushes. She didn't want to repeat her mistake.

As fast as the guardian let them go, he said:

"I am Rockin' Robin! The world's greatest pop star of the century! I know you witches don't know me, but in this world, I rule the hearts. That's why I was chosen to be your mentor, and I will explain everything to you young ladies. But before that, we should probably eat a dinner. There should be a hot meal waiting for us downstairs, so follow me."

Chocolat looked as if she was going to jump out of her skin. She has forgotten about the past hour as quickly as she has touched the ground, and instead of going as she was supposed to, she stopped by every corner of the house. Vanilla couldn't understand how she was able not to feel a little out of place doing that, but felt that a part of herself wanted to follow the other girl. My animal instinct. She sneered, but didn't say anything. She knew she couldn't argue with anyone, with Chocolat even less.

The diningroom was not as she imagined it to be. A human kid would call it modern, but for Vanilla it was as strange as an abstract painting would have been for anybody who has never heard of such. It was quite big, but not huge either. Robin told the two of them to sit down and summoned, Vanilla had no slightest idea how, a dinner. Surprisingly, Vanilla couldn't recognise anything that was on the table, but didn't want to seem ignorant, so just put randomly several things on her plate, of course Chocolat couldn't do the same.

"What are those things!" She said, sounding enthusiastic. Robin laughed.

"Here you have a part of many meals you won't find in our world. Don't worry. The ingredients are almost always the same as in our world, just not prepared the same way." Chocolat put an awfully enormous amount of something that looked like a mix of carrots and fish, and started eating. Vanilla on the other hand waited until Robin was ready, and tasted the food. It was really good, and soon she was eating almost as fast as Chocolat.

"All right mademoiselles, we'll proceed with our first formal meeting." Robin said as he stood up. "As you know, you will compete to become queen of the magical world, but what you probably don't know yet is that you will be 'hunting'."

"Hunting?!"

"For boy's hearts. Now, there are different types of hearts you can get. But that will be the topic of our next lesson. For now, you need to rest. Tomorrow our training begins. At seven a.m. you need to be ready. Now, off to bed. I have many things to do this night, and you should better be prepared, for this is not going to be the easiest of your journeys." With these words, he disappeared.

"So, you ready for tomorrow?" Chocolat asked, making herself comfortable on her seat.

"Couldn't be more." Vanilla said with a low voice, not bothering to look at her.

"Oh, come on. You're not fun. I wanted to start a decent conversation, and you're just muttering something under your breath!" The red head added angrily. Vanilla glared at her, and left for her room.

"If so you could at least act decently. You're nothing but a stuck up princess. You know nothing about being different or having to work hard, so don't you dare teaching me what 'fun' is." Vanilla could feel itching in her eyes as she pronounced the words. No, not in front of her. She held her tears back, and ran to her room. This night was not one she would enjoy.

Well, I hope you like it.

I know Vanilla is a little O.O.C. for now, but that's because I had to change some things.

I still don't know if I'll leave them being ennemies, or if they'll become friends at some point... so if you have any preferences, just write!

R&R please