A/N: Whaaaa!! This story took so long to get on here for some reason!! D: Sorry guys it's REALLY late... but here it is! Yay for Chapter 8! Thanks a bunch to all of those fantastic people who reveiwed or commented on the story! XD! It's people like that, that get me motivated to write!

The next morning I had no problem getting up on time. I practically floated around my farm while I did my chores. The turnips I planted a while ago were finally ready, and according to Vesta the tomatoes and strawberries I got a couple of days ago were going to be ready in two to three days. When I had finished shipping the turnips it was nine o'clock (It took me awhile to figure out how to harvest the turnips.). I called Gotz on my old farm phone and ordered the barn, he told me he would be over tomorrow and then we would determine where to put it and how long it would take.

I started heading to the exit of my farm and I met Gustafa halfway. "Oh! Good morning!" I greeted him. I was perfectly cheerful this morning and it looked as if Gustafa enjoyed this. He smiled down at me (he was a little taller than me.) and blushed a bit. "G-good morning." He greeted me back scratching at his nose a little. "Say Claire… It's a beautiful morning isn't it?" "Yeah it is!" I replied closing my eyes and enjoying the slight breeze that played with my strawberry blonde hair. "Would you mind accompanying me on a walk?" he asked. My eyes popped open. I haven't really been nice to these humble people… I thought to myself. So I smiled and told him "Sure!" I trotted to his side as he began to leave the farm's acres. He smiled at me again and said. "Great! Thanks!"

We walked to Turtle Pond and talked for a good long time about nature and his song writing. When we got back to my farm it was 1:00. "Thank you for taking me!" I politely told him. "I had lots of fun!" I grinned at him, and he returned a smile "Your welcome! I had a nice time too!" We waved goodbye and he headed to the Inn. I went inside and fed Coco, then played a little with a rubber ball the mayor from the next town over gave to me. After I stepped out of my house I headed in the same direction Gustafa had left.

I saw him and Rock standing in the back of the Inn, the side facing my farm. He and Rock seemed to be arguing back and forth about something, Rock having a slightly annoyed look on his face. I swear he glanced at me for a split second before facing Gustafa again. I headed to Vesta's farm and then took the path to the dig site. I might as well spend my time digging while waiting for Skye.

Finally it was 9:40. I ran from the dig site to my farm, and dumped all of the ores inside, then I ran to the goddesses pond. I looked at my watch and it read 10:03. I scanned the area until I found Skye sitting near the Goddess Pond. I came to his side and sat down trying to be quiet, because his eyes were shut in concentration. A while later his eyes fluttered open and he greeted me by saying "Thank you for coming, my angel." I blushed a little. I'd never let him know it, but I loved it when he called me his angel. "So," He inched a bit closer to me. "Tell me about your fascinating eyes."

His eyes looked into mine, as if my eyes were going to tell the story for me. "W-well it's practically all I've told you. Whenever I feel a great amount of one emotion my eyes change." I shrugged as if it was no big deal and he nodded. "I see, so what do deep sea green eyes mean?" He asked. "I get those when I feel sad, or when I'm sick." I explained. He nodded again seeming like he was taking note of that. "Then what do pale blue eyes mean?" He tilted his head slightly. "Those are my normal eyes, when I don't have a great deal of emotion." He jumped into the next question. "And what about your eye color right now?" "What color are they?" I cocked my head to the side. "They're bright green, and around the pupil is a rim of yellow…" He laid his head on his knee. "It kind of looks like your eyes are on fire." He smiled at me. I blushed. "That's a secret…" I told him blushing furiously. Those kind of eyes… I thought to myself. I only get those when I am really excited… "What you don't trust me?" Skye leaned in closer and our faces were so close he could probably feel the heat coming from my burning, crimson face. "O-of course I do!" I assured him. "It's just…" I trailed off and averted my face so he couldn't see my crimson coloring. "Alright. I won't ask." I looked back at him. "I wouldn't want to make my angel uncomfortable." He told me. My heart pounded.

"Now tell me." He rested his head on his knee again. "What are your eyes color when your at your happiest?" "Deep blue." I told him. He seemed to be taking a mental note of that too. He stood. "Shall I take you home now?" I stood with him. "Will I see you again?" I asked. "Hmm…" He thought a bit. "How about the beach at 10:00 p.m.?" He asked. "Tomorrow?" I thought aloud. He shook his head. "In three weeks." He stated. "What!?" I wanted to see him sooner. "Sorry I've got a business trip in town and have to go overseas. I'll be back in three weeks." He repeated. I looked down so he couldn't see the disappointment on my face. "Oh." Was all I said.

I heard he take the path to my farm and I followed not wanting to be left alone in the darkness. We walked in silence. When we got outside my door I quietly told him "Goodbye." and expected him to disappear like he normally does. It was silent about three more minuets. My head was still down so I didn't know if he had left yet. I heard his foot stepping towards me, rustling the grass. I gasped a little (hopefully not loud enough for him to hear.) and my head snapped up. He was closer then I expected with a pained look on his face. "W-what's wrong Skye?" I asked worry coming on my face. He just stood there in front of me and it looked like he was frozen in place. He embraced me in a warm and protective hug and kissed my cheek softly. "It will be three weeks of pure torture away from you." He whispered to me. He still had his arms wrapped around me, and my arms wrapped around him. We both seemed like we never wanted to let go.

He let go and stepped back a little then he was gone in a flash like normal. I walked inside and closed the door behind me leaning on it with all of my weight, letting it hold me up. It was going to be three weeks of torture.

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A/N: Well that was sort of... crappy. Oh well I had some fun writing it! So um listen guys... I have the next chapter all typed and what not but... It's not going on the site until I get some reviews! Three or four ought to do it. You can even write me and tell me that you thought such and such part was stupid! But go easy on me cause... I am a pansy