Willow: Here's the third chapter. By the way, since I didn't say it before... I DO NOT OWN SHUGO CHARA!! And this story is dedicated to Faery of Night, who loved my first story so much, and reviewed... three times.

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Yukio's POV

As we ran off in the direction of headquarters, my mind couldn't help but be concerned for Sayuri. She was going to have to be branded, but I didn't want to think about that. She would get three different brands. One across her chest, a little under the collar bone that said her name, and a code so she could get into the places she needed in Easter, and the new Easter brand, which was a rose with vines all around it with an egg in the middle. Then she would have to get one on the back of her hand that resembled the one on my neck; a rose. I had chosen her to work with me, my partner, but to Easter, it meant so many other things... well, just one other thing...

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Sayuri's POV

As I walked into the building, I wasn't expecting what happened next. As I walked through the door, I saw Yukio look shiftily around. I didn't understand, until two security guards came around the corner. I was... surprised, to say the least. I tried to get away using my new wolf-like reflexes to get away. But then they shot darts, and I was consumed by the darkness...

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Yukio's POV

I watched from behind the glass as they implanted a tracker under her skin, and branded her with the needed marks. They had also forced a 'chara-nari' out of Chie, and were now testing battle stats. They had put the Easter logo in the center of her stomach, and the hand-brand, along with the code across her chest. My logo was right below my code. Although the code would go away once Easter was finished, the other marks would remain.

She was asleep for at least another hour. Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked around. "W-what happened?" she asked. Then she looked at her stomach and hand. Her eyes widened. "What is... what is this?" she said, startled. "The Easter corporation had to brand you, and implant a tracker. They've probably had employees run away, before." I told her. She got up easily. Apparently nothing had gone wrong.

As we walked down the hall, I saw a blur of white-blond hair dash around the corner. I noticed a pair of green eyes. Dear God, no. My cousin, Amaya(who is madly in love with me, for some reason) had just entered the building.

"Yuki-chan!" she exclaimed, running to hug me. She didn't notice Sayuri. "I applied to be your partner, you know! I did all the papers last week, and turned them in, and they said if you hadn't picked by then, they'd pick someone who had applied! I hope they pick me! Don't you? I- oh? Who's this?" she asked, startled. She bent down to observe the ten-year-old girl. Sayuri probably would have punched her, but the anesthetics hadn't completely worn off, yet.

"Showing a new girl around?" she asked with a kitten-ish face. "Um, no. She's my new partner." I told her. Even though we were distant cousins, and it wouldn't be weird to have a relationship, it felt wrong, and I hated it.

"PARTNER?!" exclaimed Amaya. I nodded. She grabbed Sayuri's hand, pulling it close to her face, only to see a black rose branded into her skin. "You chose her, this ten-year-old, to complete the Rose Pair? Yuki-chan, how could you?" she asked, making a pitiful face that made me sick to my stomach. "Of course, she is pretty... curvy, for her age..." said Amaya, looking Sayuri over with care. Sayuri's eyes looked blank as she stared downward. "You have told her about the complications of being a partner, I take it?" Amaya smirked.

I flushed. No, I hadn't. She new what I was thinking. "You might want to make sure she likes you, because most partners stay together forever, you know. Even if they don't really like each other. It's a funny thing, isn't it? Of course, I wouldn't mind-" but she stopped to watch Sayuri tug on my sleeve. "Yuki," she began. Amaya flushed. "She can call you Yuki?" she asked, flustered. "Can we leave, now, please?" Sayuri asked in a detached voice. She was still in her chara form, which made it clear that they had also sedated Chie.

I looked down at her. "Of course we can go, Sayuri. We're going now, OK?" I told her, as I ruffled her hair gently. Amaya glared, folding her arms. "Hmph, that lucky girl." she growled. I took Sayuri's hand, as she really wasn't paying much attention, and walked her out the door.

We got to her house at around five, and by then the medicine had worn off. "Mum and dad won't be home, yet." she told me, looking up. "Wanna come in?" she asked. "And your parents have to be out for me to come in? What are you thinking, Sayuri?" I teased. She blushed crimson. "I-i-it's not like that, OK, so stop teasing me!" she cried, marching off toward her house. I followed, easily matching her pace.

We got inside, and she shut the door. We were in the kitchen, the front room. "Um... want something to drink, or what?" she asked. I shook my head. "Well, I'll be down in a sec, I just have to... check something... in my room..." she said off handedly. She dashed up the stairs. I smirked. Time for the following.

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Sayuri's POV

I got to my room and shook the mouse on my computer. The screen came up. I logged into my IM account, and saw a few messages.

Yokosocean: Hey, Sayuri... what's up?

Izanagi: Hi...

How the heck had the it gotten my IM account?

lillywolf has logged on

lillywolf: I sense a back-stabber. Yoko...

Yokosocean: What? How am I a back-stabber?!

lillywolf: u let the it in onto my account name, Yoko. Spill.

Izanagi: You should be happy that at least some boy talks to you!

lillywolf: I hang out w/ Yuki. I talk to him all day. And ur not a boy. Remember? Hence the name 'it'.

Izanagi: You have issues. just like your parents.

lillywolf: what kind of a user name is Izanagi? Be creative, overly-feminine jerk.

Yokosocean: guys, quit it, k?

lillywolf: shut it, yoko. you gave him my account name. now he's gonna be IM-ing me for no reason, just to tick me off!

Izanagi: gave me ideas...

lillywolf: go die in a hole. do the world a favor.

Izanagi has logged off

lillywolf: what a pansy...

Yokosocean: So...

lillywolf: get lost, idiot.

Yokosocean has logged off.

I stared at the screen. Darn Yoko. How much did she actually like the it? "You seem to be having a nice chat." said a voice behind me. I jumped, and turned around in mid air. "YUKI! Don't DO that!" I sighed. "How come the it has your account name?" he asked. "Yoko the back-stabber. Read for more details." I said, sounding like a label on a dangerous substance. I crashed onto my bed. Yukio sat down next to me.

"Yuki, you can go, now." I told him. "But you look appealing in that outfit." he smirked. I looked down. Huh? I was in my chara form? He moved closer, and I inched the other way. "Yuki, I'm ten. If you like me that much, wait until it doesn't seem like that big of a gap." I told him. "I'm only four grades up." he protested. I was about to say something to throw him off when his lips hit mine. This was the second time. I struggled hard against his hands, but I couldn't budge.

My eyes were still open wide. I was hoping that he only planned on making it a kiss. And only a kiss. And that's all it was, for the few minutes he was kissing me. I struggled feebly the whole time. When we came apart for breath, finally, I pushed him back. "Yuki, what exactly do you think you're doing?!" I asked loudly. He smirked. "You're a good kisser." he said, just as the car drove into the driveway. Then he was out my balcony door. I touched my lips, and fell into the darkness.

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Willow: OK, there's chapter three!

Yuki: Hm. I like this chapter.

Sayuri: Pervert...

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