Hello world. Yes; I'm late; for both updating AND Kuukai's birthday. And yes; I fail, a lot. But…if I'm able to finish 4 chapters today, then I'll be successful! So please cheer me on as I try not to get distracted!!

The final 3 chapters will (hopefully) be posted later today! Look forward to it :3

P.S. Long chapter ahead!

I do not own Shugo Chara! In any shape or form, but if I did, it'd be star shaped XD

x-Chapter 11-x

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Purple. Chocolate. Stars

She had been called a stalker once before. It was by either Tsukiga, or Shinyu, but most likely Tsukiga.

They would always argue that the other was a stalker, and defend themselves with well known facts they were just too stubborn to bsorb.

Tsukiga claims that it's because she isn't stalking him, he's the one stalking her!

Arisa's defense was that she obviously wasn't stalking Kuukai. It wasn't her fault that she had to live with him.

But today, she didn't really care about the tormenting that follows Tsukiga around.

She used all her sub-concious will to wake herself up at exactly 6:30, the time Kuukai gets up three times a week so that she can go to his soccer practice with him.

And if she doesn't, she can spend all her extra time, pinkifying his side of the room for not letting her go.

"Kuuuuukai?~" She called, pulling her cap on.

He turned to her with sleepy eyes, "Hmyeah?" he grumbled.

She gave the most sugar coated, toothache enducing smile she could muster that early in the morning and asked in her voice, practically dripping of maple syrup, "Can I go to practice with you today?"

Her breath was held in, but once he gave a sleepy nod, she cheered in her mind and picked up his soccer stuff off him.

"You might fall asleep on the way, so if you do, I'm gonna whack you, okay?"

She barely waited for an answer, and hit him on his side, using the bag like a battering ram.

They exited the house quarter to seven and reached the field just on time.

For a few hours Arisa watched Kuukai and his teammates brawl each other on the field until they were all tired and sweating.

It was lunch time and all the players were excused to the stands once they cleared the field of soccer balls.

Arisa handed Kuukai his bag as she took an awkwardly large bite out of her bread.

"Ehhhh, Kuukai, you have a cute girl making you lunch and you didn't tell us?" one of his teammates broke out, smirking.

Kuukai blushed lightly and grabbed his bag from Arisa's suddenly shaky hands and turned away, "Yeah right, she's far from cute."

Arisa sent a glare at him and turned away in stubbornness.

"So you wouldn't mind if I asked her on a date then?" another one of his teammates teased. He sat down next to Arisa, and wrapped his arms around, her, nuzzling her neck.

She knew that guy, his name was Kentarou-something, and she especially knew how insanely clingy he was. He was also the reason that she wouldn't regularly go to practice with Kuukai.

"I wouldn't mind," Kuukai began, "But Arisa obviously would."

Once she pried his arms off from her torso, Arisa pushed him off the bench with her foot, which resulted in a small dust cloud to arise from the ground where the boy landed.

"Baka…" she muttered, then continued eating.

"Besides, Arisa doesn't make my lunch anyway. She has zero maternal instinct," Kuukai inquired, watching her eyebrow slightly twitch from annoyance.

She wore a scowl when she replied, "Like I care, you'll never be able to get a girlfriend if you can't take care of yourself anyway."

He scowled, "If I could take of myself, than what's the point of getting a girlfriend?"

Arisa's eyes widened, then closed. In her mind she tried calming herself. There were 3 days until his birthday and if he keeps a grudge like she knows he does, she'll never be able to get on his good side on his birthday.

Before she could respond, the soccer coach called from the gymnasium doors for Kuukai. He dropped his lunch into his bag and rushed out of the scene.

Once he disappeared, Arisa slumped against the bench and growled.

Suddenly she was surrounded by the remainder of Kuukai's team. Everyone else either had to do something else, or just simply didn't care and did their best to ignore the female presence.

"Ne Arisa-chan, why'd you get so worked up?" one of the more innocent looking teammates asked.

"Yeah, its not cool to bitch off at someone like that you know," sneered one of the boys asked, glaring at her.

She glared back and replied with a simple, "None of your business."

Sadly, that obviously wasn't enough to stop Kentarou.

"Osu! Then its my business!" He cried.

"No it isn't," Arisa told him bluntly.

"…Then now it is!"

She sighed in defeat and painfully accepted his offer to help with her dilemma.

"So Arisa-chan," Kentarou began, pulling out a random pair of extra large glasses.

"It's Arisa-kun, baka," she told him sternly. If she was going to be consulted, she wasn't going to be addressed like some girl who had a relationship problem.

Kentarou cleared his throat, "Arisa-kun, what's the problem? Is there a specific reason that you're so pissed off at Souma-san?"

She looked down at her sneakers and glared hard at them, unable to control what came out of her mouth.

"All that loser thinks about is soccer and those really pretty girls who actually have a chance of dating him. And while I'm working my ass off trying to get a good enough present for him, he doesn't even care!"

Kentarou rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "I see, but its been a secret right?"

Arisa's large brown eyes blinked, obliviously, signalling him to continue.

"Well if he doesn't know you're working your…behind off, then he wouldn't know. Souma-san isn't physic or anything."

She gave a small sound in agreement with his statement, and he continued even further, "Also, if he only talks about pretty girl, then why don't you change yourself? Like, wear different clothes or something."

Arisa scowled. She has been over this a million times in her head; why doesn't she change herself?

"Then Kuukai will think I'm crazy, and I can't look pretty, I'm ME."

She accepted the few reassurances Kentarou offered, but only returned them with a solid punch in the arm.

"So…" Arisa began, "What would you give Kuukai for his birthday?"

"A new soccer ball; he told me someone popped his old one."

"Maybe a soccer jersey, he likes them a lot and wears them all the time even if it's just practice."

"Some new laces for his cleats; his old laces broke last practice."

Arisa was silent. Sadly, the people on his team were only able to speculate on Kuukai's interests around soccer.

Kentarou spotted the uneasy expression surfacing on her face, and reassured her, "But I'm sure anything such a cool friend like you could give him would be fine!"

She smiled weakly, and stood up, gathering her things.

"Eh? You're leaving already?"

She gave him a mischievous smile and flashed the peace sign, "'Course! I have to think my head away for his present."

Arisa sped home and sat herself down with a bottle of orange Powerade and her paper in front of her.

Dear Kuukai,

Even though you might hate me now,

Your team is awesome and they gave some advice,

Your birthday present will be the greatest ever;

I promise.

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