EDIT: so I got a lyric messed up and had to correct it, as pointed out by Shiori Kudo.

Fan de Basil de Baker Street: Merci Boucoup! :) Sorry, my french is a little rusty. You meant chapters right? I don't know about sequels at this point.

Nausicaa of the Spirits: I wouldn't be surprised either. I know something similar happened with the show Rick and Morty and they got Jemaine to voice the character they had in mind instead of Bowie (type in 'Goodbye moonmen' if you don't know what I'm talking about, though keep in mind its not a kid friendly show so maybe just listen to the audio?).

multyfangirl18: Or maybe he will? :D I love that song too and THANK GOD they had that as the finale for the movie! I missed the days when Disney movies ended with a finale that involved a chorus! It makes the movie feel more like a broadway musical when they do that.

ChangelingRin: He actually forgot her name. Its easier to remember one thing over the other and I tend to be horrible with names myself. But as to the other part of the question... lets keep reading.

Child of Music and Dreams: Ooooooh *drools with hunger for the tasty sounding stew* I would soooo eat that. Wait a minute, what am I saying?! I couldn't eat that if Tamatoa was an ingredient.

Tamatoa's response to Child of Music and Dreams: *backs away very slowly* the readers... are just as sadistic as the writer of this fan fic... aren't they?

Enigma: Oh ok! :) Cool! :D Oh man I wish I could see my readers when they laugh.

And thanks for looking at my humanized Tamatoa. I wanted him to have elements of his original design and his voice actor and I really doubt he would look physically attractive if he had an actual human form. I mean, you've seen those teeth of his right? I can't see the barnacles on a human form, but his teeth would still be crooked in my opinion.

Tamatoa's response to Enigma: *taps claw on ground in controlled annoyance* No, I will not be using his voice as mine is far more superior to his own, thank you very much.

OfficialWhiteFireTheDragon: Thanks for all your compliments! :)I wish there was more to Tamatoa's backstory so it's fun to build on it. I was working on a fan fic that would have looked into his potential backstory, but I put that on hold. Its not often that I get to write out trickster characters and it was fun to tap into that part of Maui's personality (and yeah, Moana did take it too far but she got caught up with her own frustrations too). I love being able to describe something and I wanted to keep it in balance (and describing how Maui felt during the change was more interesting than actually showing it... plus I really hated that I had to get rid of them so I couldn't bring myself to show that visual to the readers).

I'm glad that it has been enough to make you feel like you are in the story. I can't spoil anything yet but *drools at the idea of crab legs* why must my reviewers tempt me with food?

Tamatoa's response to OfficialWhiteFireTheDragon: IF YOU HUMANS KEEP THREATENING TO TURN ME INTO FOOD THEN I'LL EAT YOU AS SOON AS I GET TURNED BACK TO MY ORIGINAL SIZE! *glares at OfficialWhiteFireTheDragon and then glares at HolyMaiden24*

jhalpernkitcat: I'll try. Oh yeah, there are a lot of good humanized Tamatoas out there. And you pretty much got down the situation between Moana and Maui down pretty well for this fic. I wanted to do the game thing (irony and all) and my sadistic side wanted them to act like jerks to each other, hence the back slapping/tied to a tree moment. (Neither of them got points for that, in case you wanted to know). I don't know, maybe Maui helped the kids and maybe he didn't. I mean he didn't but this IS Maui we are talking about. Also... *Reads first part of comment, looks at video, then looks back at Tamatoa* Uh...

*Holymaiden24 feels awful about what she was about to do*

-*Somewhere on the edge of the fourth wall*

Tamatoa stared in confusion at the writer, who looked like a blonde haired, green eyed version of Belle from Beauty and the Beast (that's the closest we can get to describing the author's actual appearance, unless you opted for Rapunzel).

"Look," The writer sighed as she held her hand out. "I know I take things too far, but I don't want to anger a character that I really like to the point that I'm no longer on their good side. I just don't want you going after the reviewers and I guess I wanted to express my affection at the same time. Plus trying to find your tsum-tsum is a pain in my rear so maybe that had something to do with this."

Tamatoa didn't answer so the author took out her laptop. "Ok, there is only one way to redeem myself." She typed something in and within seconds, there was a flash and the crab returned to his giant 50 ft tall self. "Is that better?" She asked.

"I suppose I won't kill you." Tamatoa decided, though he was relieved to be turned back to normal.

"Thanks!" The writer smiled and waved. "My gosh, I can't believe that I would ever write a Disney fan fic. I even keep forgetting that you're a Disney character. I thought I would at least write something for Beauty and the Beast since that's my favorite film of them all... though funny enough I did have a mental image of a Beauty and the Beast AU for Tangled with Flynn as some sort of snake monster." The writer added under her breath with a laugh before a thought struck her. "I'm writing a Disney fan fic... I could do anything I want in the Disney universe... Wait a minute, that means I could–! Hey, do you know where I can buy a bunch of tomatoes?!" The writer turned to Tamatoa who was now just confused.

"Uh... no?"

"Never mind, I can just write a bunch out for after this chapter!" The writer waved as she hurried off.

-*back to our A/N*-

I lucked on this in doing the most important section ahead of schedule which is why this came out so fast. Of course I might need to give myself another break since I got a paper I need to focus on.

Anyway, I think this is a chapter where something that happens is bound to make my readers a little happy. Oh yeah and hopefully I don't have to do a disclaimer on the song since you already know where it comes from.

Chapter 6: Compromise

Finally free to be herself in a place that very few were aware about, Moana allowed her spirit to escape through her singing as she walked down the dark tunnel with Pua beside her. She had no need for a torch as she knew where she was going after coming here so often.

"We read the wind and the sky when the sun is high," She sang the song of her ancestors as she hurried to get to the end of the tunnel where a faint light reflected onto the rocks and the sound of a nearby waterfall could be heard. "We sail the length of the seas, on the ocean breeze." Already she could feel her stress evaporate and she hurried the pace. "At night we name every star, we know who we are."

She finally reached the end of the tunnel to come across a large cave that seemed as if it could fit her entire village. Instead there were many great boats and canoes from an era long ago when voyaging was more of a way of life rather then staying in one place and occasionally visiting the other islands. Here was her heritage in all its glory and it was one that she was most proud to be a part of. Some of these boats were probably too old to be used again, but Moana felt that she knew better as they all still seemed to be alive and sturdy enough to go back on the ocean.

"Who we are, who we are." She sang as she broke into a big smile and ran towards the other side of the cave where a large body of water was connected to the ocean outside and the daylight filtered through a great waterfall and into the large cave to illuminate it.

She raced towards the one boat that she treasured above them all; it was not as grand looking as the others, but it was just the right size for maybe one or two people to ride upon it and on its sail was a great spiral that reminded her of a whirlpool that could be found in the ocean.

"I'm back!" Moana greeted the boat with a grin and got upon it. "I almost rode another boat a few days ago, but I still hope that it will be you that I get to ride out into the ocean!"

She closed her eyes as she placed a hand on the sail cloth, while she could hear Pua catching up to her. "Can you remember it Pua?" Moana asked as she tried to recall how it felt to be on the ocean so many years ago. "Remember that one time we did go upon the ocean? How the surface below us rocked back and forth and eased our fears? Remember how the ocean smelled or how the wind blew against us? Remember what it was like to move without walking?" It had been so long, but that time when she got kidnapped was the only time where she was sure that she had ever truly experienced the ocean without being pulled away from it within seconds. She wanted more of it–what it felt like to ride over a great wave, to feel total control over a boat and move without walking, to let the sea and the winds guide her along her way.

"Aue, aue," She sang as she imagined this all in her mind. "We set a course to find a brand new island everywhere we roam. Aue, aue, we keep our island in our mind, and when its time to find home we know the way."

She wanted so badly to follow the path of her ancestors that her grandmother told her about so often. No one on this island seemed to like going out very far beyond the reef other than to meet with other islands, but she wanted more than that. She glanced down to find the oar that went with this boat and when she picked it up, she walked a little ways away from the sail but closed her eyes again as she allowed her daydreams to take over.

"Aue, aue, we are explorers reading every sign," She could envision the kakamora coming towards her upon their great ship and she pretended to paddle away from them as fast as she could. The wind was howling in her ears and caressing her long hair and the imaginary sun in the great blue sky warmed her body. If she could be pushing the oar through water instead of air then it would all feel a lot more real. "We tell the stories of our elders in a never ending chain."

She could see them coming towards her as they picked up the pace, but she stayed determined. She would never let herself be captured or bound against her will like last time. "Aue, aue," She sang as she readied her oar. "Te fenua, te malie. Na heko hakilia," The creatures were coming and getting on her boat. "We know the way." She held her oar out and right when she got to the end of the last note, she took a mighty swing as she pretended to knock her imaginary foes away.

What she didn't plan was for the oar to not only make her spin around due to how much force she put into it, but she felt it collide into something that created a loud 'SMACK!' sound. The impact was strong enough that it made her stumble backwards and nearly trip over her own feet.

"Huh?!" She opened her eyes to see that her oar had collided right into the man without a voice, who was practically kneeling over and clutching his stomach in pain. "Oh my gosh!" She quickly let go of the oar as she hurried towards him. "I am so sorry!" She apologized as she had a hand to her mouth. "Are you alright?!'

The man waved his hand in an 'It's ok, I'm fine' sort of way without looking up.

"I didn't mean to do that, I was pretending to hit something else!" Moana tried to explain herself before she realized that he was in the cave with her. "Wait, how did you find–oh." She groaned as she slumped her head back. "Of course you followed me here." Can't I ever just have one moment to myself? She bitterly thought. No of course not because someone must hate me.

Maui didn't bother to answer as he sat down on the canoe while clutching his stomach and winced as the stinging died down. That attack should not have been that painful to him and yet the little princess somehow managed it. He wanted to know what the heck she was pretending to hit at and how on earth she managed to pack so much force in that one swing. Was she preparing to go up against a monster in the future? The realm of monsters would be in deep trouble if she ever entered it, if that were the case.

"You won't tell my dad about this, will you?!" Moana pleaded. "This is the only other place near the ocean where I can be alone without him getting mad at me!" When the man finally looked up, he was still wincing in pain but he still gave her a raised eyebrow and an annoyed look that clearly said 'Are you serious?!'

Moana tried to protest, but she realized it wouldn't help. Trying to resist and fight had gotten neither of them anywhere and it made matters a lot worse than they should have. It made her all too aware of how much of an immature child she had been acting lately and she was just tired of it all. She gave up, let out a sigh, and sat down next to her companion.

"Look, I'm sorry about all that I've done." She began. "I know I've been acting like a spoiled brat instead of a chief like my father wants. And I know that some of the things I've done were unforgivable and I can't take them back. Its just that being the next in line is a lot to take in sometimes and I just happen to find comfort in the very thing he hates." She let out a frustrated laugh. "And I guess the way the things have been recently is clouding my judgement so I'd do anything to get a moment to myself."

As Moana shut her eyes and held her knees to her chest, Maui was finally starting to see the girl in all her vulnerability and not as the person he had known up until now. She was very spirited as well as being insanely stubborn, but when she was on that boat and singing her head off she became the happiest that he had ever seen her. It didn't surprise him that much, considering who she had descended from, but he did find it odd that she (and to a certain extent, her own father) had to treat it as a forbidden delight.

"I guess you heard me singing and saw me playing pretend on the boat, huh?" Moana asked. "The truth is that I don't just go to the ocean to rebel against my father. I feel more like myself when I'm by it and I can relax after I have to deal with a lot of work. But more than anything–more than finally becoming a chief or getting my tattoos to mark my passage into womanhood–I want to take a boat out and sail upon the ocean. I want to do everything that my ancestors did and I want those simple things, like riding upon its surface. I know that sounds weird for someone like me, but I guess my parents just had to have a child who wanted to connect to the sea instead of the land." She let out a weak laugh. "I try to, even if it isn't easy at times. I take pride in the fact that I'm going to be the leader of my people and I want what's best for them so I'm not as ungrateful as I must seem to be. I've tried to ignore the call of the ocean, but it still keeps calling for me." She rested her head on her arms now. "Maybe you know what I'm talking about and maybe you don't. Its ok if you don't." She added as she opened her eyes.

There was a silence between the two as they reflected on the things that made them odd or out of place amongst the others. The only sound was that of the waterfall as it fell into the ocean below, and yet it was a comforting sound within what would have otherwise been a dead silence. Pua sat down upon the sand and observed the fact that, for one moment, there was no annoyance or amusement in Maui's eyes towards Moana. Instead there was an unusual empathy within them that didn't seem in character for him.

It was interesting how, just within simple things like in the eyes, that there was more that could be revealed than within words or actions. And the truth was that he did understand that need to not be tied down in one place forever and that he did want to do what was best for the humans, even if it was difficult at times.

"Father probably gave you a reason as to why he doesn't want me to be near the ocean without an escort, let alone be in a boat, didn't he?" Moana asked as she let go of her knees and let her legs hang off the boat. When Maui turned his head to nod at her, she continued.

"One reason why my father doesn't want me near the ocean is because his friend drowned in it when they were my age." Moana began. "They tried to sneak out, but they took the wrong boat and the waves swallowed them up since it wasn't designed to surpass them. Father obviously survived, but to this day he is afraid that mom and I could go the same way if we ever go out into the ocean. Yet there is also another reason that is a little more well known to the others," She turned to Maui. "Did he tell you that I went missing when I was a child?"

Maui nodded.

"That's the only part of the truth that he is open to sharing." Moana prepared herself for this. "He doesn't believe my story of what actually happened, so promise you won't laugh when I tell you? I know it will be hard to believe when you hear it."

When Maui shook his head no, Moana told the story that only her grandmother believed in.

"When I was a child, Pua and I also tried to sneak out in the dead of the night to get to the shore. What I didn't expect was for these strange looking little creatures to come out of nowhere and kidnap the both of us. The next thing I knew, we were on the sea on a ship that was more like a large floating island of wood, debris, and who knows what else all tied together. Even the creatures looked as if they wore things that they collected throughout their lives."

Wait a minute... Maui frowned at this as he realized that Moana was describing the kakamora's ship. She even confirmed it when she continued "Grandma told me later that the creatures were none other than the kakamora. You know, like in the stories? I know its hard to believe, but anyway they kidnapped me because they knew that my father would do anything to get me back and they wanted to get supplies from him. I was ok with it at first until they said that they were going to eat Pua."

This was starting to sound oddly familiar to him. Actually it was familiar enough that it was as if it happened not that long ago. But it hadn't been that long ago, hadn't it? Wasn't it many years ago long before this girl was even born?

"So I kicked one and Pua and I tried to run away before they could hold us down. I had my hands tied behind my back and I could only kick them away. They caught up to Pua and I went back to help him when one of them sprayed something into my eyes and I was blinded by it." Moana shuddered at the worst part of this memory, unaware of what kind of images she was creating in her companion's mind. "I was terrified and I couldn't see anything but darkness. I could only scream for help as they tried to surround me."

"NO, NO, NO!" He heard a child scream as he soared through the skies. "FATHER! MOTHER! SOMEONE HELP!" He looked down and he could see that the kakamora were surrounding a child and a small pig upon their ship. He had no clue why the little pests kidnapped a child, but he would not let them get away with it.

"The next thing I recall is that I heard a bird cry out and they quickly let me go. It must have been a really large bird if they reacted like that."

The second he let out a cry in his hawk form, the kakamora realized who he was and let go of the child, who stumbled around as if she couldn't see where she was going.

"But then I was hit by something and I feel overboard into the sea."

The child suddenly fell into the ocean in the chaos and the pig was squealing its head off as it hurried to the edge and cried for the child. Without even hesitating, he dived towards the water and shifted into the form of a man right before he hit the water.

"I thought I was going to drown. I was so terrified and I couldn't swim at that time. Whatever hit me was making me fall asleep and just when I thought that I was going to die, I felt a hand grab me and I was pulled to the surface."

He found the girl as she struggled to swim up, but the binds that held her hands together made it impossible, so he grabbed her and swam up as fast as he could until they both broke through to the surface. He only allowed himself enough time to look at the child and he saw that a purple-black substance had covered her eyelids and she had lucked out in closing them before it could have gotten right into her eyes. She also had a dart lodged somewhere around her shoulder, which must have knocked her out and he realized that he had saved her just in the nick of time.

He quickly turned himself into a hawk again and held onto her with one of his talons while the other went to grab the pig, who was terrified out of its mind. He lucked out in getting them as far away as possible and was forced to dodge the spears that were thrown at him.

"I got you, kid!" He yelled. "Just hang on, I'll get you somewhere safe!"

There was only one known human inhabited island nearby where this child could have been taken from, but he first needed to get her a salve on her eyes before something bad would happen to them.

"I fell asleep, but when I woke up I couldn't see anything except for this blurriness in my eyes." Moana waved a hand over her eyes. "I heard a man's voice and when I was afraid that I had lost my sight forever, he reassured me and said that I wouldn't and he even put a salve over them. Obviously he was right." She laughed.

He remembered the child and how terrified she had been; it made him happy to reassure her that she would be alright and she got excited over her adventure, which was an odd reaction for someone who went through what should have been a traumatic experience.

Was Moana really that same child he rescued?! The same Moana who not only found him on the shore but had also been giving him so much heck was also the same child he once saved and who had offered her friendship without knowing who he was?

"I remember that he joked about having the same thing happen to him and he told me that he saved Pua as well as me. When I thanked him, he pretty much sang the words 'You're welcome!'" She beamed as she threw her arms out and sang those words that he so often said in nearly the exact same tone he would use if he chose to sang it. It was this little detail that helped confirm that the child and this girl were truly one and the same.

"I couldn't make him out in my blindness." Moana's smile dimmed a little. "I wish I could find him and thank him once more. He didn't find it crazy that I would want to go back to the ocean after what happened, and he supported my desire. He even told me that I could make a great explorer and that I could probably find myself in Lalotai one day. He was possibly one of the few people to ever support me being out there on the sea." Moana let out a more genuine laugh before she frowned. "But its weird, I had this sense that he was lonely and depressed for some reason. So I wanted to be his friend and that seemed to make him a little happy."

During this whole time, Moana was unaware that Maui had this incredibly wide eyed look on his face as he listened to the entire story. In fact, if she had bothered to look, she would have seen that his jaw was about ready to hit the ground.

How the heck did he not see it before?! Even now he was starting to see that it was indeed the same girl with the same features, though they had changed and matured a little since then. He could even finally see her true eye color now, which was a warm shade of brown. The more he looked, the more he couldn't deny that Moana was indeed the same girl.

Oh gods, that was right–when the people were calling out to her they used her exact name! How could he have forgotten that?! How did he not make that connection sooner through that alone?! He wanted to slap his face a hundred times over for not realizing this before; it could have saved him so much trouble.

But wait a minute, didn't that mean–? Maui looked down to see Pua finishing up with drawing a familiar looking fish hook in the sand and the pig determinedly pointed to it when he looked him in the eye. This time, Maui was able to figure out what Pua was trying to say through that symbol.

Even the pig remembered him! In fact the pig was the only living thing on this island that knew who he really was! How could he have missed that too?! No wonder the creature still kept kept trying to draw his fish hook in the sand! The shocked look on Maui's own face was enough for Pua to let out a big smile and sigh as he himself finally confirmed that both the demi-god and the man before him were truly one and the same after all.

All Maui could do was quickly nod his head and put a finger to his lips before Pua could do anything to alert Moana. The pig's eyes widened in confusion and Maui quickly stopped what he was doing before Moana could continue.

"Maybe one day I'll find him again, because I remember his voice." Moana continued with a smile. "Its one of those voices you can't forget. Its warm like when the sun is at its highest point in the sky and you feel better when you hear it. It was deep, but it was a friendly voice that was a little smug sounding at one point, but when he laughed I could just imagine him to be this big, happy guy. Even when he hugged me it felt the same way. Its like if you were to hug a mountain and the mountain hugs you back and you feel safe because of it."

When she turned her head, she saw that the man beside her was giving the most awkward look imaginable, though it was quickly joined by an amused smirk. She had no idea why until she remembered what she said.

Uh, wow kid. Maui couldn't help but think, although he liked how she described his voice and how he gave out hugs.

"Argh its not like that!" Moana frantically waved her hands as she felt herself blush with embarrassment. "He could have been my dad's age or even my grandmother's age! He might not have even been human or–I just don't–I swear I'm not romantically interested in him, I just want to see what he looks like and say thank you again!" Moana blurted out before she cringed and held her face in her hands. "Oh gods, why did I say any of that?!"

Her reaction made Maui smile, but it also hid just how much he was frustrated. Only one thing could have changed everything and Moana would have known that she was sitting right next to the person who saved her long before they were at each others necks. If he could only say the two words he liked to say the most to mortals, then this matter would have been cleared in an instant. Of all the times he wished he could of had his voice back and not taken up that offer in the first place, this currently had to top them all.

Someone out there must have really hated him to allow this to happen. Oh wait yeah there was (he was probably having a laugh over it somewhere under the sea) and Maui just had to fall for it.

Unfortunately, if Moana realized who he was, then there would have been a good chance that she would have seen him as just some hero in her life rather than an actual person, which he had to avoid if he wanted to survive his current ordeal. If she was the person who was to help him get out of this, then she had to know him for who he was which meant that something needed to be changed in their interactions with each other.

Maui glanced back to the sail as he realized that there was now another reason why he would need to get his voice back as soon as possible. Moana had opened up to him more in this day than in the majority of the time he knew her since he showed up and though he couldn't flat out tell her who he was, there was perhaps something he could do instead for her if he was extremely careful. After all, he didn't earn a reputation of being a trickster for nothing.

He got back up onto the boat and picked up the oar to examine it and when Moana finally turned around and saw what he was doing, she was able to pick up the hint he was trying to give her.

"Can you sail?" She asked as she tried to forget the awkwardness of the last moment. "Not just any boat, but this kind?"

Maui looked up from the oar and smiled as he nodded in confirmation.

"Could you–?!" Moana excitedly began but then she realized how eager she seemed and how fast this could go in another direction. "Could you teach me?" Her voice was a little less certain.

Instead of answering, Maui weighed the oar in his hand at an agonizingly slow pace as he gave Moana a waiting look. It took her a couple of seconds to get why he wasn't answering her.

"You... you want me to stop fighting with you, right?" Moana asked.

He nodded but he still did the same movement.

"And I'll have to do everything you tell–err, show me, right?"

Same reaction.

"Ok, granted that might be hard but I guess you'll find a way. And you won't let my dad find out right?" Moana asked as she frowned. "If he finds out, then we both get in trouble." She warned him.

This time he shook his head no.

"And you better keep your promise and not tell him if you really mean to help me! I mean it, no take backs!"

He nodded and Moana let out a relieved smile, though she was not fully convinced about this just yet. "Thanks."

Maui set the oar back down, got off the boat, and began to walk away. "Wait, not right now?" Moana asked as she hurried to get up and catch up to him. Maui only turned to give Moana a look she couldn't read. "You'll give me a sign or let me know though, right?"

Maui nodded and turned around to head back.

"By the way," Moana added as she caught up to him as she realized she owed him something in return. "I–uh–thank you for helping us." She finally said. "I don't know what you've gone through and I don't know where it is you need to go to or why when this is all over... but I just want to thank you for all your help and for putting up with me and the others in the meantime."

This made Maui hesitate and Moana waited to see how he would react. He turned around and gave her an appreciative smile as he placed his hand on her shoulder. She could once again feel the strength within his grip that matched his size, yet his hold now felt comforting. She watched as he mouthed something and she knew, without a doubt, what he was trying to say to her.

'You're welcome.'

Meanwhile, Pua was frustrated as he caught up to them. Why wouldn't Maui allow Pua to let Moana know who he was? Did it have to do with his current appearance or why he couldn't speak? He watched as Moana slipped out of Maui's grasp and began to head back to the pathway that lead back to the island. As Maui turned around to follow her, the little creature let out a grunt of annoyance and trailed behind him while glaring at the former demi-god.

But then, without any warning, something strange happened that caught Pua's attention thanks to the amount of light that had managed to enter the cave through the waterfall. He thought he saw the ink on one of the tattoos on Maui's arm waver for a moment like water rocking back and forth.

Then the ink suddenly changed in shape and a small something that Pua could barely make out with what little light there was in the cave merged out of it. Whatever the thing was, it had a human shape and it gave Pua a quick wave before it merged back into the tattoo, just as Maui froze up and looked behind his shoulder. Maui moved his arm in a specific direction to try to see where he had felt the strangely familiar sensation upon his skin and even touched the spot with a hopeful look in his eyes.

Maui looked at the spot for a couple of seconds before he gave up and walked away. Pua tried to comprehend what he just saw but he decided to save it for another time and continued to follow the others.

Later that night, Sina sighed in relief as she watched Moana speak to the man who she used to butt heads with until now from a distance near the fale. She was glad that her daughter was finally looking more at ease and that she seemed a little more confident now than she did this morning. She was also grateful that the tempest between the two had finally ended as it would make things much easier for everyone.

"See, I told you so." Sina felt Tui wrapped his arms around her and she placed her hands upon them. "I don't know what happened since her practice, but its nice to see her smiling again." He commented.

"Well I suppose you were right this time." Sina admitted.

"What do you mean 'this time'?"

Sina snorted and let out a laugh. "Ok, you have been right more than once. Otherwise I doubt I'd have married you by now."

"And I would have had to rescue you from the big bad eel instead of trusting you to do it yourself."

"Oh gods," Sina groaned but she appreciated her husband's sense of humor. "I wouldn't have minded a little adventure but luckily I wasn't that Sina."

"While we are on the subject," Tui began as he traced imaginary circles on his wife's arm. "Are you feeling any better? Your illness has been going on for quite sometime."

"It comes and goes." Sina sighed. "Usually in the mornings."

Tui stopped tracing the circles as a thought struck him. "You don't think–?" He began. "I mean it sounds as if–"

"That would be nice, wouldn't it?" Sina smiled as she caught onto what he was trying to suggest. "But its been so long since it happened before and I don't know if it could happen again at this rate."

"If it were, then I wouldn't mind it." Tui confessed. "That would be only one of two reasons why I would accept you being sick. The other is that I would get to tend to you." He kissed her on the cheek.

"Oh you tease!" Sina chuckled as she playfully swatted her husband on the arm. "You don't really mean that!"

Meanwhile, Moana waved farewell to her new friend and began to head back to the fale. Although she didn't entirely trust him just yet, she was still hopeful that he would keep his word so now it was a matter of how this odd arrangement would work.

As she walked to the fale, she saw her grandmother starring up into the sky some distance away. Confused as to why the woman was not at her home (and so far away at that) Moana headed towards her grandmother. As she got closer, she saw that her grandmother wore a very concerned look on her face and she was gripping her cane rather tightly.

"Is something wrong?" Moana asked. "Are you considering a new tattoo?" She joked.

Tala chuckled. "Ah, it would be fun, but no I'm afraid not." She frowned at the dark night sky and the stars that illuminated it as well as a little of the moon that glowed brightly above them all. "Moana, I must ask you something that may sound odd. Does something about the sky seem out of place to you?"

Moana took a moment to look at the night sky. "No?"

"Look everywhere."

Moana obeyed and looked at the sky, but she couldn't find anything out of place. "I don't see anything."

"Not even above us?"

Moana looked up. "Nothing seems wrong."

"Our ancestors used the stars to guide their way across the ocean to help them know where they were going." Tala held her hand out in the position that the wayfinders used with all her effort. "As long as we had them, we could find our way. Yet there is a set of stars that has been missing for many nights, no matter how much I have looked. Up, down, left, right, I have looked everywhere and yet they are gone."

"Which ones?"

Tala's hand dropped. "That would be the ones that make the shape of Maui's fish hook. It was said that following that constellation would lead you to him, no matter where he is, yet they have vanished without a trace."

The way Tala sounded concerned made Moana worried. It was never a good thing if her grandmother was deeply concerned about something. "What could that mean?" Moana asked.

"Something must have happened to Maui and I fear that whatever it was, it was enough to make his stars vanish." Tala bit her lip for a moment. "I doubt he is dead, but I have a bad feeling that whatever it was that caused the stars to vanish, it was not good. There's no telling what will happen if this isn't changed and I hope for Maui's sake that this isn't because he lost the favor of the gods or committed a terrible crime."

Tala shook her head and smiled. "Well, see you in the morning." She made her way back to her fale and left Moana staring up at the night sky.

"There would have to be a reason why his constellation has vanished." Moana spoke to herself as a fear crept up inside her. "What could he have done to lose the favor of the gods, if there is no other reason?"

She closed her eyes. "Please tell me that's not the case." She pleaded in hopes that the demi-god could hear her. "If you don't live among us then you at least live on in our stories. You must know how much you mean to us so please don't let us lose our faith in you. Otherwise I'd grab you by the ear and demand that you fix this." She added with a scowl.

She hoped that whatever had happened would be something that could be fixed and be done as soon as possible.

Well on one hand, Maui FINALLY knows who Moana is so now its a question of how soon SHE figures it out/learns who he is. On the other... well, we shall see since it looks like there still might be trouble on the horizon.

I've rarely written out adorable married couple interactions, so I admit that the little interaction between Tui and Sina was enjoyable.

Ok, ok. I better get this answered since I know you guys have asked me this a few times. So some of you wanted to know if I will make Tamatoa use Maui's voice and some of you have probably been wondering that and haven't asked in a review yet. If you don't want any spoilers, I'd recommend avoiding this, but here is the answer.

Ready?

Ok?

Alrighty then.

Starting now.

...I'm horrible at this.

Ok, NOW! You were warned.

The answer is no. I've already hinted at it in the story a few times but I'm going ahead and confirming that Tamatoa is NOT going to use Maui's voice because I cannot see him doing that. He's a rather vain fellow and to him that would be stupid as he would rather use his own voice. I got something planned and I promise it will be good, but please be patient and try to avoid asking anymore about it because I don't want to spoil anything that might be unique to this AU.

Ok, then, I think I've gathered enough tomatoes now. Until next time, my readers.

-*Somewhere in Renaissance era Paris, France*-

What should have been an enjoyable festival was quickly ruined as the sky rained down an endless storm of tomatoes upon the heads of what was a mob of cruel and mocking party goers.

"WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?!" One of them screamed.

On a wooden contraption that was somehow spared by this rain and in front of a person who had been tied down to a wheel was an oddly dressed female who was manically laughing her head off as she threw her hands to the sky.

"REVENGE! SWEET REVENGE!" She cried out in joy. "IT'S NOT SO FUNNY WHEN YOU ARE ON THE OTHER END, IS IT YOU SICKOS?!" She yelled out to the crowd. "WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THIS SOONER?!" She let out an evil sounding laugh. "GODS I LOVE BEING A FAN FIC WRITER!"

"She is clearly an agent of the devil!" A creepy man in black pointed at her from his chair. "Grab her and burn her at the stake!"

The female only let out a delighted grin and pulled a sword out. "FOR JUSTICE!" She screamed her head off as she leapt off the podium and ran towards the man. "THIS IS FOR THOSE WHO GET OPPRESSED BY PEOPLE LIKE YOU, YOU MISERABLE OLD-!"

-*this scene is not to be continued as it deviates too much from the fan fic and we can't afford a pointless filler chapter. The writer's revenge fantasy in a Disney film is not as important as this fan fic and does not fit in with the fan fic in any shape or form. We apologize for any inconvenience and offer Disneyland balloons to make up for this.*-