So finally here is chapter four. I had a real problem writing this because I couldn't think of how to start it off. I want some reviews. Corrective criticism is great for any writer. If there is anything you disagree with then tell me.

The room was quiet. Cathy had left to go to a friend's house. She almost didn't go but Kisshu insisted. He didn't want his presence to mess with her everyday life. So he sat in the room alone, keeping his promise to be quiet. But oh how he wanted to explore, how wanted to see where she lived her everyday life. But he had promised that he would stay in the room and stay quiet.

He looked around the room bored out of his mind. He spotted her open laptop and floated towards it. He touched the mouse that had been plugged into it. The screen burst to life with color. A window popped up and he clicked. A video played with colors of blue, green, purple, orange, and pink. This was one of the episode in which Cathy had watched him.

But it was her voice that caught his attention. Ichigo, He thought. His heart seemed to stop. He clenched his chest, checking for a pulse. Why does this happen to me. I thought Cathy had changed that. His thoughts ran rampant. Cathy was kind and strong. Most of all she was beautiful. He wasn't sure if he loved her but he knew she was important to him because he never wanted to let her go. She had been the first girl he thought of being with since Ichigo.

"No!" He almost shouted. He wouldn't let the painful memories flood his mind. Then he realized he had broken his promise. This made him want to scream even more. He threw himself onto her bed and whispered to himself a song that Cathy always sang when she had thought she was alone

"The yellow bird sitting there

On the window sill

She sings a song of sadness

In the winter chill

Left behind

In the cold

She had a broken wing

So the only thing she does

All she does is sing

The yellow bird sitting there

On the window sill

She sings of being alone

That's how she feels

She has no friends

By herself

She has broken heart

So the only thing she ever does

She sings straight from the heart"

He sings this. He hums it. It keeps his mind off of Ichigo. He thinks of how it must represent Cathy somehow. She sings so beautifully and softly, she is obviously the yellow bird. But what has broken her heart. He wants to know why his yellow bird is sad.

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Cathy walked through the door to find Kish lying on her bed singing her song. He flies off the bed and grins the biggest smile in the world.

"Yay! My little yellow bird is back." Excitement dripped in his tone.

"Yellow bird," with curiosity on her tongue and knowledge of the answer she asked, "What do you mean?"

She knew he has heard her song, the song of the yellow bird who had been left behind because she couldn't fly south with her friends.

"Because of your song, don't pretend you don't know what I'm talking about." He said with a hint of intuition in his voice. He wrapped his pale alien arms around her. Cathy loved it when he held her. She still couldn't believe that he was real. The next couple of days they would have to get to know each other if anything would ever bloom in their odd little romance.

She pulled him over to her bed where she sat down. Cathy offered him a seat next to her but instead he kept standing, hovering relay, in front of her.

"Well, when I was little I found a little yellow bird. She had a broken wing. It was fall, almost winter, and she couldn't fly. While all the other birds flew south, I nursed back to health. She couldn't fly well enough until all the birds had come back. That winter my room was filled the saddest songs I've ever heard a bird sing.

"When she was getting better she wouldn't sing unless I put her on the window sill. Then one day she was healthy enough to fly and I let her go. I think I hear her time to time but the song reminds me of...of her" Sadness leaked into her last two words. Cathy's voice broke and she looked down into her lap at her hands.

It was then she felt him sit next to her, sitting there holding her. He started to sing her song to her. It sounded sweet as it departure from his lips, the notes riding on his voice. Cathy wanted to stay there all night. Cathy felt herself start to drift off and she knew Kisshu felt her growing sluggish in his grip.

He started to lay her on the bed. His arms were no longer around him and she wanted to tell him not to let go. But her lips were so tired that she couldn't utter a sound other than his name. She could feel the covers on her as he tucked her in. What he did next took her by surprise. He lies on top of the covers next to her. The thick blanket separated them. This made her know she could trust him.

Cathy finally let sleep take her prisoner as his arms wrapped gently around her. Her last thought was, I love you Kisshu.

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She looked so beautiful when she slept. Kisshu held her close to him, never wanting to let go. But he managed it (barley) as he tucked her in. Then he lied down on the blanket next to her while she was under it. For some reason, he wanted her to trust him.

"I love you Kisshu." The word left her mouth barely audible. But to him they couldn't have been louder. Was she dreaming? Was she sleep talking? His mind raced as silence crept over the room. By the way she was breathing; he knew she was sleeping now.

"I love you Cathy," He whispered in her ear. Her body moved a little in response but didn't phase her much. He looked at her and smiled and knew it was true. So he said it for good measure.

"I love you too Cathy."