Chapter 2

Mamoru was busy getting Haruka's lunch so she sat alone, drinking Jasmine tea. Her long black hair was tied into a tight bun and she wore a blue summer dress. It really brought out her skin tone. Mamoru smiled while glancing at his new master. She was indeed like her mother. Mamoru then grabbed the tray and brought it over to Haruka. "Today for lunch, we're having a Tiela with a side of sparkling apple juice. Also for dessert, we have blue berry yogurt with granola bits," Mamoru explained.

Haruka laughed lightly. "It's funny how you know what I craved for today," she said.

Mamoru looked at his master. "I am just that good."

She began to eat while he stood aside. "Ah! Hello my friendsss!" a lound voice boomed.

Haruka looked up to see Zange Natsume and an older Banri Watanuki. "Ah, nice to meet you! Your name is..?" Zange asked her.

"Haruka Miketsukami," she answered coldly.

Zange smiled deviously. "Ah, and nice to meet you, Mamoru Fujita and Haruka-chan!"

Haruka cringed. She began on her yogurt. "I guess you knew my mother before she left...am I correct?"

Zange nodded. "Yup! She was very beautiful! You are just like her, Haruka-chan! But there is one thing that is different!" He tipped her chin to face him. "Your eyes...are golden like one side of your father."

Mamoru pushed Zange lightly. "That is enough, Zange-san."

Haruka frowned. "I'm done. C'mon, Fuijita. We have to go shopping soon."

Mamoru bowed and began cleaning up. He handed it to the kitchen staff and headed up stairs after his master. Zange giggled. "Oh, Mamoru. He's just like a dog following his master obediantly. Just like someone we all know..."

Watanuki sighed. "Whatever."

Haruka glanced at some phones. She had yet to upgrade hers. She wanted a nice one, with a good deal. Mamoru tagged along, in his suit, holding her shopping things. "Ah, I like this one. 'Mam, can I see that one?" Haruka pointed. The saleslady pulled out a magenta phone. She smiled. "I'll take this one."

Haruka was ready to fill it up with new numbers and emails. But she remembered something important. "Mamoru, let's take a break over at the quad."

Mamoru nodded and headed to an empty table. He set down the bags neatly, waiting for his Master's next command. She pulled out her new phone and then handed it to Mamoru. "Put in your number. It'll be easier to communicate," she pointed.

Mamoru smiled and pulled out his. She noticed that his was silver but three letters in the top corner engraved into it. M x H

She wondered who H was. Well...her name is Haruka but they just met. She shook her head. He inputted both numbers and handed the phone back. "Here you go."

Haruka thanked him and examined what he inputted in.

Name: Mamoru Fujita

Number: - - -

Occupation: SS Agent

She nodded. "Alright. Let's go home."

As they head back, she quietly gazed out of the window. Mamoru drove her in silence, respecting their connection. Haruka gazed back. "Ne, I'm not hungry so you can rest easy."

Mamoru looked worried. "Are you sure?"

She nodded. "Yeah. I'm super tired from traveling from Osaka to here. Mother...well..."

"It's okay, Miss Haruka."

She smiled lightly. "Thank you.."

Haruka's POV

I closed the door. I waited until I heard his footsteps fade. I slid and leaned against the door. I felt hot tears slide down my cheeks. I didn't know why. But I felt so lonely. Sobs bubbled in through. I held myself, crying. I don't know what got to me...

Normal POV

The tengu's hearing was too well. He heard the cries. They were lonely and broke his heart. He forced himself to look away from the door. He went into his room and closed the door. He flipped open his phone and looked over Haruka's number

Name: Haruka Miketsukami

Number: - - -

Occupation: N/A

He swore, he would never make her cry ever again that very night. He promised...on his name, that he would protect her to the very end. He then remembered how her face fell when he mention her mother. He promised that night, not to again.

He looked out his window, seeing the full moon. "Haruka..." he whispered.

As her name slips through the lips, he dozes off, thinking about the long haired beauty.