Ok... So I finally manage to type out chapter 2. After the celebration of Chinese New Year, mine and my sister's exam, my mom finally allowed me to use the computer. But this chapter is just plain horrible! I mean it's so off balance! The plot went haywire. Or maybe I never get satisfied of my writing?

Seriously, how do the other people manage to type everything so perfect? Gah! I feel like giving up! Maybe I should...

Anyway, I would like to thank KieliGirl for her review. I didn't expect any review at all, so thanks a lot.

In a certain room...

'What is wrong with me!' the tengu laid on his bed.

'But how could it be? Th-is-s unexplainable feeling. She looked so naive. So innocent. So fragile.' Mitsuru shook his head trying to clear his confused mind.

'What the heck! She's just a damn human. A low, filthy human! And why can't she move away! Stupid girl.'

It's been two years since the quest for "The Teardrops of the Moon" was completed. But for some reason Mahiru remained with them. The others were happy bout it, but Mitsuru, well, he's a stubborn tengu after all. He thought one of her many reasons is to torture him.

'Doesn't university have dorm??' he wondered.

'Slam!'

'Oh damn! Who could that be...' the curious tengu looked out of the window. (A/N: Mitsuru curious? I think i got the information wrong... Oh well it would be more interesting if he is curious...)

As he looked out of the window and saw the princess walking down the street. She seems like rushing off though. Mitsuru always thought he was the only one who slams the doors. It seems like he need to pay more attention to his surrounding.

Just as he was about to turn away, a black flash caught his attention. (Ha! He's starting to pay attention.) A small bat flew out from a window into the dark shadows. It seems like following Mahiru. But for Mitsuru, it looks more like stalking.

'What!' Mitsuru heard a certain werewolf yelped.

Mitsuru opened the door slightly and heard the vampire said, 'Don't tell the others.'

'Ok...,' said the sad puppy (or werewolf to be precise) voice of Akira.

As Mitsuru closed the door, thoughts started forming in his mind.

'Should I?' he wondered. He locked the door. He then sat on his bed and stared at the ceiling. The thoughts of Mahiru were killing him.

'Ugh! I'm so gonna regret this!' Mitsuru thought as he grabbed his coat. With that, he climbed out of the window and flew off. (More like controlling the wind to carry him off).

He made sure the supreme sensitive bat doesn't notice him. And if anybody did notice him, he will figure some damn excuse. Maybe he will say he was just floating around and didn't notice the damn idiot which some how was also going the same way. (Obviously the idiot refers to Mahiru)

Well, that is if anybody even asks.

'The amusement park?' the tengu stared at the princess as she walked towards the amusement park. The gang had gone there before during Christmas Eve a year ago. Mitsuru had to admit, secretly, it was kinda fun.

He then settled himself on a soft cloud. (If it's possible. And if it really is possible, i wish I can sit on it. The clouds remind me of cotton candy except it's not sticky but wet)

Mahiru stop under a tree near the entrance of the amusement park. She scanned the crowd looking for some one. But all she saw was a bunch of unknown faces.

'Geez, she's so damn blur,' he thought as if noticed the bat on the tree Mahiru was standing. If she just look up, she could see the two gleaming red lights which are the eyes of a bat that been sent by a nosy vampire.

'Hey, Mahiru!' a deep (not too deep) and mellow voice called out, surprising both the princess and the unnoticed tengu.

'Where have you been?' Mahiru asked in a cutesy way, 'you are late by....'

She looked at her watch, trying to figure the time.

'1 minute,' that person said.

Mitsuru took a good look at the person Mahiru was meeting...

'A-a... guy?!' Mitsuru stared in horror, ' she's meeting a dude?!'

The boy was about Mahiru's and Mitsuru's age. He had fair skin. And around 168cm tall. He was neither too thin nor fat, a great slender and slightly muscular figure.

He was kinda stylish too. He wore long-sleeved Body glove's white shirt. A pair of black-brown baggy trousers hung loosely on his hips. And a pair of white Nike sneakers to end with.

But what surprised Mitsuru the most was the color of the boy's hair and eyes. The blackish-purplish hair matched well with the sparkling lilac eyes. It's uncommon for a normal human to have those colors for their hair and eyes. He could dye it and wear contact lenses though, but Mitsuru doubt it.

'Actually, its 1 minute and 3 seconds,' Mahiru's voice brought Mitsuru back to reality.

'Oh come on, its 1 minute and 3 seconds. Anyway, I was late by that little bit is because...' he said.

From behind, the guy took out two piece of paper and gave Mahiru a 'still-angry-at-me' smug look.

'Still think I'm late?'

'No...'

'So what are you waiting for?' as he grabbed her.

'Hey, slow down!' Mahiru shouted, 'You might break my arm!'

'Oops, sorry,' the guy apologized and they walked away chatting happily.

Mitsuru watched them as they disappeared into the crowds. Then he saw the bat flew into the amusement park.

'Should I follow them? It's not like I care right?' he questioned himself.

'Bleh, of course I don't,' he convinced himself and called the wind to bring him back to

The bar, 'Moonshine'.

Back at the bar/house...

The nosy vampire whistled. He was sitting at de living room, playing his hair.

'What's up, No-no?' the werewolf asked as he came up from shower.

Nozumu gave Akira a deadly glare, 'What did I say bout calling me nicknames?'

'Fine, Nozumu. So why did u whistled?' Akira sat on the sofa.

'Hmm? What do you mean?'

'Well, when you whistle....' the werewolf said, and his puppy eyes, uh-hum, baby werewolf eyes popped out, hoping to dig something out, 'It usually mean....'

Before he could even finish the sentence, a smart-ass kitsune interrupted, 'something fun.'

'Hi Mi-mi,' Akira greeted Misoka.

'Mi-mi?' his eyebrow twitched up.

'Well, I took the first two letters of your name and said it twice,' Akira explained.

'I see. So No-no, something happen? I know you sent your spy off.' Misoka asked.

Silence...

'No-no?'

Silence...

'Nozumu?' Misoka called.

'Yes?'

'Did you hear what I say?'

'Yeah, you were asking a guy called, No-no about some spy he sent off. Why? Have you forgotten what you say?' Nozumu asked sarcastically, 'You know, you are too young to have Alzheimer.'

'Nozumu, you better not test me,' Misoka's eye glinted.

'Why not?'

'You wouldn't want me to tell them you sing when you are showering,' Misoka said, 'especially the opera kind, the one you said you hated. Your singing voice broke quite few mirrors already.'

Nozumu looked so embarrassed until he was as red as tomato or maybe he was mad till he looked as if a volcano that's gonna explode.

'No wonder, we have to change the mirrors casually,' Akira said.

'Oops, I didn't mean to say it. I'm sorry,' Misoka apologized insincerely.

'Shut your trap Misoka!' Nozumu yell.

'Would the damn idiots shut up!' a grumpy voice shouted.

'Mit-mit?' the werewolf stared surprisingly at the tengu, 'since when did you go out? And where did you go?'

'And will a certain damn werewolf stop calling people damn nicknames? And it's none of your damn concern about me!'

Akira looked quite hurt as Mitsuru said that.

'Ignore him, Akira,' Nozumu told him as Mitsuru stomped up the stairs.

'You should shut up first Mitsuru,' Misoka said calmly, 'I need you to get a shower quickly and come down later on to help the bar. Like usual.'

'Whatever, damn kitsune,' Mitsuru grumbled.

'Geez, typical Mitsuru. Thought he's in a worse mood than usual,' Nozumu commented. 'I wonder where he went.'

'Hey, Nozumu. You haven't told us yet.' Akira suddenly said.

'Hmm?'

'Your reason why you whistled.'

'Right, I forgotten.'

'So?'

'Can't I whistle without reason?'

'Unless you say something,' Misoka's eyes sparkled, 'very, very, very interesting.'

'Well....' Nozumu said slowly, trying to stalled time to figure an excuse. He doesn't want the kitsune to found out what he knows.

'Bang!'

'Damn door! Open up!' they heard Mitsuru cursing his innocent door which leads to his safe zone.

This was the perfect interruption he needs to gain time to figure he's excuse.

'What is the matter, Mitsuru?' a voice of an elderly man asked the exploding tengu.

'Umm... My damn door wouldn't budge...' Mitsuru stammered. For some reason he's more polite when it's Oboro. But his cursing still doesn't stop.

'Maybe you accidentally locked it when you went out,' Oboro asked.

That made Mitsuru remembered he went out from the window and had locked his door.

'You could use your window to get in,' Oboro suggested, 'but try not to let the outsiders see you.'

Mitsuru nodded his head and went up the rooftop. He looked around to make sure there no human before flying to his bedroom's window and open the window. Then as the others suspected, he started cursing once he entered the room.

'Idiot,' Misoka murmured.

Just then Katsura glided down the stairs. (In the female form now) She asked, 'What idiot?'

'Oh, it's M...' Akira was about to say when Misoka suddenly cut in and said, 'its 7 already had to get ready to open the bar.'

'Mi-mi! Stop interrupting me!'

'Mimi?' Katsura raised her eyebrow.

Akira had to explain his new way of nickname to Katsura.

'Umm, does that mean I'll be call kaka?' Katsura asked.

'Bwahahaha!' the vampire started laughing hysterically, 'if you repeat it again and again. It will go, kakakakakakaka.., like some weird dude laughing, hahahaha..!'

'Bang!' Misoka took a near-by tray and whacked Nozumu, 'Stop laughing and get to work.'

'Yes, Mi-mi,' Nozumu imitated Akira's voice. And with that he earned another whacked, but this time from Akira.

Katsura giggled at them as they walked towards the bar. Misoka stayed back at the living room.

'Hmp! He thinks he could keep it a secret, huh?' he thought silently, 'I need to carry out my plan, fast.'

------------------------------

In the kitchen...

'So Nozumu, are you going to tell me why did you whistled?' Akira asked as they both preparing the foods.

'Oh right!' Nozumu looked around, checking if anybody was listening.

'So?'

'You wouldn't believe it.'

'Try me.'

Nozumu thought for a second. He wondered should he use Akira's new way of nickname. It would be very funny.

'Ok. Ma-ma went to meet a boy. I assumed he's her boyfriend, I'm not sure though,' Nozumu said while he chuckled.

'Mama? Do you mean your mom? Do we even have the same mom?' Akira asked. He was puzzle.

'It's just your new way of nickname. It's Mahiru's one,' Nozumu said as he chuckled.

'...' Akira was silent for a while, 'I never thought of that. Geez I need a new way of nickname…'

'Mmhmm…' the vampire waited for the blur werewolf's reaction.

'Hold on...' the werewolf finally got it, and shouted 'No-o way-ay... STOP LYING, NOZUMU!'

'I told you. You wouldn't believe it,' Nozumu smirked at Akira's childish reaction.

'OMG! Is that guy cute or handsome? No wait; tell me exactly how he looks like! Is he as grumpy as Mit-mit? Is he gentleman-like or is he like you?' Akira started throwing infinity questions on Nozumu.

'Relax Akira, don't get yourself work up,' Nozumu tried to calm him down, 'Though I don't see much different between cute and handsome.'

'You know what I mean!' Akira puffed at him, 'Cute is more childish, while handsome is more to mature.'

'Hmm... That, I try to get a picture for you. Then you can decide whether he's cute or not. Anyway, the princess sure knows how to get a good-looking boy.'

'Ok. So how is his attitude?' Akira was very, very eager to know this guy.

'Lol. Well, first thing. He's not as grumpy as Mitsuru. Mitsuru is the king of grumpiness. And what did you mean by is he like me?' Nozumu inquired.

'We-ll, you know,' Akira gave him a look, 'you flirt. A lot.'

'Tsk, don't worry,' the vampire smirked. Again. (A/N: I like it when people smirked. Imagine if Mitsuru smirked...*dazzled off*)

'I take it as that guy is a gentleman,' Akira said.

'Hey, it's like no one can beat Mitsuru grumpiness. No one can beat me in flirting the ladies,' Nozumu laughed at his own joke.

'Geez, you not even ashamed by your attitude…' Akira makes an 'I-can't-believe-you' look.

'You two! Stop slacking and chit-chatting. Get moving!' the kitsune suddenly appeared and yelled at them.

'Yes sir,' Nozumu said sarcastically and continued working. While Akira said, 'Yes, Mi-mi.'

In the shower.... (Don't think dirty)

The warm water splashed on his face. The tengu could feel the water passing through his body before flowing to the floor. He hates the water, the feeling wetness. Especially when it reminded him of her. The image of her twirling and swirling in the water was clear in his mind. The tinkling laughter of hers, the soft gentle voice asking him to join her in the pool echoed in his ear. He couldn't understand why does she irritate him so much, more than any other human does.

The thoughts wandered further as the water kept on flowing. He could remember the first time they met, when he threatened to kill her. When she revive him from dead. The time when he had to follow the lunar race to her fieldtrip. When they first visit the palace. And all the trouble they caused or the time they argued over silly things. (A/N: I'm going to cut their love part. I need a fresh start for their budding love.)

But that guy. He was very sure he never heard her mentioned about him before. Maybe she met him in the university. Maybe one of her friend introduced him to her. There's too many possiblelities.

'I don't care a single thing for her,' Mitsuru thought, 'So why do I even bother?'

He closed the shower tap and took a towel and dried himself. Then as he wore his waiter uniform, he stared at the mirror. His aqua colored hair was still slightly wet. And then he noticed the eyes. The demon's eyes. Is this the eyes that scared of the kids from his neighborhood? Or did the kids sense his demon instinct? Whatever the reason was, they just scared or hated him.

'Who cares?' he thought as he picked up the dirty clothes, 'Humans doesn't have any conscience in them. They could do anything to get what they want.'

With that, he left his dirty clothes at the laundry and went to the bar to help the others.

Back at the amusement park...

'Gah! I really need to go back!' Mahiru was acting all frantically while looking at her watch.

'Now?' the guy said as his expression went down.

'Sorry, but I really need to go back, 'I've been gone for about 2 hours, it's getting late. And you know there are lots of people at this time and more people on a Friday night.'

'Fine!' he started acting pouty and childish.

'Oh come on, Junko is having a party tomorrow,' Mahiru said as she chuckled at his childishness. (If I'm right her friend from high school is called Junko right?)

'Lol. Yeah, yeah, yeah.' they walked towards the exit.

'See you tomorrow!' Mahiru waved at the guy.

'Bye,' he waved back at her till she disappeared at a corner. Just as he put down his hand, he saw a bat zoomed past his head and followed the way Mahiru used.

'Yeesh.., could that vampire give us some privacy,' the guy murmured under his breath. Then he walked the opposite way from Mahiru and the bat. Then he looked back at the lane Mahiru used before turning at the corner. With his head down, he said as he walked further away, 'I'm sorry…'

Like I said, it's a terrible chapter, and a lame ending to end with. A very disappointed chapter, at least to me. I still couldn't figure how the side characters got so many scenes. And why did it a whole chapter to just find out Mahiru went to meet a guy? And why do i like to drag the story? Why? Why? Why?

Plus, I don't think my grammar and spelling improved much. And the plot seems boring. I wished I would just give up, but then I hate to leave a story unfinished.

Anyway, I would like some suggestion for the name for the guy Mahiru was meeting. And if you did suggest, would you mind to tell me what that name means? Thanks, I would appreciate your help. And you could suggest some story plot too, since I'm starting to run out of ideas. And yes, I need criticisms to help me improve.

Oops... I think I'm complaining too much junk already. So I'm gonna stop here. And thanks for reading.