Because of school, I now do bi-weekly updates or tri-weekly. Now, I have to actually care about my grades even though I am an A student... School is very weird...

*...* = Whispers

Inside the dim-lit room, with only fireflies glimmering inside, was a shinigami with a name meaning "Moon".

He grumbled as his eyes began to swell from the lack of sunshine he was receiving in this room. His wings, which were larger than an average angel, were black and bent. So much that his back started to hurt in agony. As he gave a backwards glance at the open door - the only other light in the room - he grumbled some more. Organizing files were the only thing he hated other than flirting shinigamis and humans.

"Why do I have to do this? Keiko is sick yet I am stuck doing paper work!" He slammed his fist onto the clothed table, almost getting disgusted that his work place looked like a place where girls would squeal in. "Big Boss" must be punishing him by placing him in a place in pink—doilies and all. Well, at least his lamp was with fireflies, not some ignorant pixies flying and trying to get his attention.

Sighing once more, he gripped his head, cracking his neck to the side, and filed more of the files in order. He made many fly away off of his desk; accidentally disintegrating some if the page had too names of new-coming shinigamis. The list went on and on, almost interminable.

"There must be something wrong with our god... he isn't even preventing these deaths..." muttered Tsuki.

"Do you really think he could do all of that?"

A brunette laid her freezing fingers on his broad shoulders. She ruffled his hair into a mop. "You are so silly!"

"Vidka... Please stop doing that," groaned Tsuki. His hair was long and he need to keep it straight so it wouldn't get tangled!

She puffed her cheeks cutely but he wasn't affected by it in the least. This just made her puff up some more.

"Tsuki, don't be mean to your mother!"

"You aren't my mother, so stop saying you are."

"I am too!"

He glared at her.

"Okay, okay, I am not," she confessed. She twirled a curl of her hair and continued, "but I am your foster mother!"

"But I don't accept you as my mother; besides, I already know who my real mother is," declared Tsuki, crossing his arms. He continued his organizing, scanning each sheet with intense determination. The faster he finished this, the faster he could get back to Keiko.

"You know, if you are so worried, just look at an orb to check up on her," suggested Vidka, pointing her finger up as if to prove her point. As his "mother", she could sort of read of his mind.

Tsuki, who was rolling his eyes, continued to ignore his so-called "mother".

"I don't think I have to. And even if something did happen, I doubt our victim will do anything like assault her."

"And you know this how?" Vidka scrolled to the side and plucked a list from the shelf. It read: TSUKI AND KEIKO's VICTIMS. Many were crossed off, indicating they were finished with their victims. The only one left read: TSURUGA REN.

Tsuruga Ren? Where have I heard that...

"Oh... Em... Geeeee!"

"Vidka, don't act young when you are not and don't put the word "god" at the end when you are finished," Tsuki shot back at Vidka as he continued his filing. "Why do I always have to remind you?" he muttered to himself.

Biting her bottom lip, she grumbled, "Oh... my... goodness... TSURUGA REN IS YOUR VICTIM?.! Can we trade?"

"No," he bluntly replied.

"Oh, please?" she pleaded, "I will-"

Not wanting to waste more of his valuable time, he growled, "Still no."

"Hmph! Why won't you-" She paused and flipped the page and lifted it up and down to look at Ren's picture and Tsuki. "Oh... that's why you don't want to trade."

He sighed. "Yeah, that is why."

"So he is..."

"Yep."

The silence dragged on longer, kinda almost creeping him out since Vidka was always the one who initiated the conversations, until...

"He looks different; the last time we saw him, his hair and eyes were just like yours, weren't they?"

*Flashback*

"Tsuki! TSUKI! Come back here!" Vidka ran and snatched the small child over her shoulder. "Don't you dare leave me!" she snarled.

"Vidka!" Her victim whined. He was waved his hands about and tried to calm down the furious shingami. "Put him down! *You are making a scene*" He whispered the last line.

"Oops, sorry!"

She gingerly laid her "son" down and patted his head and smiled at the crowd.

"You, all of you, will forget what you just saw," she ominously told the crowd. Her emerald eyes sharpened, like a cat's eyes would contract, streaming into everyone's clueless eyes. One of a shinigami's powers?: Hypnotizing; erasing memories.

Tentatively, she glanced back at her victim.

"I am terribly sorry for Tsuki's behaviour."

She gripped on Tsuki's shoulder, as if urging for him to follow suit.

"I'm... also sorry," he muttered.

Satisfied, the man nodded his approval.

"So... Vidka, I was wondering-"

"No, Hachitaro... I will not grant that stupid wish of yours."

The precarious man, knowing the lady's temper, still gave it another go. "But, Viiidddkkaaa? I think a world with no war would be a wonderful thing for me to have after death!"

Therefore, the volcano erupted, spewing its anger everywhere.

"NO! Do you understand how hard that is? If God couldn't do that, then what chances can I do it?"

"But-"

"No buts!"

She turned and gave Tsuki slobbery kiss on the cheek, grossing him out from her affection. Her arms tightened around his neck, wrapping him to death. You know when on TV, there is this light that shines on you and someone else? And how all the voices get canceled out and the person talking to you echoes...? Well, that was how Tsuki felt at that moment as Vidka whispered into his ear.

"*Tsuki, go play somewhere else while I take my dinner to a place where he would get... plumper.*"

He shrugged at this as he was finally able to see the pedestrians as they walked past him. All you do is suck a victim's soul - not eat them! But... if she wanted to literally eat him...

"'kay, Vidka."

He twisted and trotted along the rocky path and watched as Vidka gave her infamous flirting techniques, luring their victim and making him sweat. Boy, was he in for a treat.

Tsuki gave some shut-eye, admiring the cool breeze hitting against his cheek. Trekking through the massive bushes in his way, he grumbled as a branch gave him a cut.

With a few, "Oh well"'s, he licked the wound and continued as the lush green was the only vision he could see. The wind flew, bringing along a few leaves, and flew right to the only light he saw - the only white, blinding light out of all the forest.

Running - he almost wanted to fly - he came across...

"Huh?"

Tsuki stopped in his tracks, surprised at what he was seeing.

Before that person saw him, he threw himself into the bushes. Seeing as he wasn't the most graceful person in the world, his disturbing rustling caught the person's attention.

Damn! Did he see me? thought Tsuki.

But he didn't.

The boy turned and saw a teary-eyed girl. She took the same crowded path as Tsuki but because of Tsuki, she had no troubles of entering it.

"Are you a fairy?" she asked. In a cute, innocent voice!

The boy was startled at first, deep in thought of how to respond to the ridiculous question.

The girl continued. "My name is Kyoko! What is your name, Fairy san?"

At this, the boy grinned. THAT caught my attention. He wasn't even going to burst out loud at her question?

"My name is... Kuon," he said, smiling.

"C... Corn?"

He chuckled warmly at her mispronunciation. "Sure, if that is what you want to call me."

And that was the start of their friendship - that Tsuki was watching every day as he was curious to see the boy that looked just like him.

Tsuki's POV

Every day, I excused myself as I watched the two interact, acting like two little kids. Err... then again, they were technically kids with their young age and all.

Vidka, who never saw me do anything other than mope, was surprised when I wanted to stay in Kyoto a little bit more. Certainly, she would do anything for me. But our victim was already eaten out of her annoyance of his peace making desires so did we have a reason for staying?

YES! I still wanted to see these two people, even if they would never see me. Surprisingly, I checked the info on the boy that led me into deep curiosity. His name was Hizuri Kuon, son of the famous actor and actress Hizuri Kuu and Hizuri Julie. Their son - and this is quite ironic - didn't seem to be in any dramas or anything related to show biz. On the files, it said he kept getting fired constantly by the directors since he was too stubborn to act their way. Thinking that he was getting too high of himself, being the son of famous celebrities and all, they had to fire him. But he didn't even have a pumped up ego! His way was way better, far more sensible than the directors but you know adults—they always want to be right.

As I gazed at the two, I didn't think this was going to be the final day they were going to see each other. This was the last day for Kuon to stay in Kyoto before he went back to America.

"But-! Can't I send you letters?" she desperately asked, not wanting to lose her only friend. She became teary at the thought of Kuon leaving, shedding more tears than anyone I ever saw before.

Quietly, I leaned forward, wishing that it was night time so I could have my animal ears as I could hear far much better than muffles. Except, it was just the afternoon so I didn't get my wish.

Calmly and softly, the voices got louder.

"No, you and I live in different worlds."

Different worlds? Hah! He still hangs on to the "I am a fairy" thing? He should just tell her the truth that he was a human!

But, even with that lie floating in the air, he still made her happy. All this time I was watching them, he would magically make those flowing tears go away with his own magic: friendship. If that wasn't magical enough, then I don't know what is.

As I stared at them, I saw his good-bye present: a single rock.

You have got to be kidding me! A rock?.! . He must have been too cheap to get her a real present. And from the way I see this, that rock is in the souvenir shops. She won't be fooled easily since she's a local!

Except, big sigh here, she didn't seem to notice.

But, he made a rock seem... enchanting. He told her that if she lifted it high up, the colours would change—and that was the truth.

The breeze pushed me forward, almost making me flip over and make them see me. I held onto the thick branch I was sitting on, praying that it won't snap or make me fall over. As the wind died down, my closed shut eyes were then open, seeing the girl smile and wave good-bye to her friend.

What was it about those two that made me wish for them to be together forever?

Tsuki's POV

"Vidka! Viiiidddkkaa!" I wailed, hating how I sounded like a human boy going through puberty as my screeches became high pitch.

"Wha- shis- hit?" she muffled in reply, biting into her peanut butter spread toast. She later swallowed it all in one gulp, chugged a glass of milk, and wiped off her milk moustache.

Her hair was all mussed up, all messy with fly away hair, and she still was wearing her night gown. Her dark chocolate hair was in all directions, slanting in one side and up the other. Even though it was morning already, she didn't bother to change right away.

Smiling, she saw that I was wearing my backpack, filled with my things - I didn't bother to pack much - but she frowned when she saw one angle of my hair to be in "disorder". Who was she to tell when she didn't care how her hair looked like in the morning?

"Tsuki..." she threatened.

"I know, I know."

I retreated back and hurriedly went into the bathroom, splashing some water to flatten the cursed cowlick, and went back out.

She nodded, and then returned back to a smile. "Now, what was it that you were about to ask?"

"You know how I kept asking for you to let us stay in Kyoto for a few more days?"

She nodded, knitting her brows but telling me to go on.

"Well," I gulped, "it is because there is this guy that caught my attention..."

She sharply gasped out loud. "Oh my go-"

I sternly stared at her. "Don't say that."

She eye-rolled me and crossed her arms, annoyed at the switch of respect. "Oh my... goodness. You are in love with a-"

"NO! Not that kind of attention. I mean- oh, never mind!" I slapped my forehead as I paced the room. I must be looking like an idiot for bringing up a human guy into this conversation.

"Then, wwhhaatt?" She extended the ending, making it sound like she was some kind of teenager. Geez, why do old people act young, thinking they'll feel young?

"I- promise you won't say anything," I blurted out.

She held her hand up."I promise."

I waited and waited. Finally, "I don't know why but I keep looking up this guy's file over and over again."

I handed Vidka Kuon's file. She chuckled when she heard that I was finally obsessed with something but stopped as she saw Kuon's photo.

"Ah... I understand why you would feel so curious because of the similarities in looks." She rubbed her chin, looking at the info carefully. "And same birthday too..."

Huh? Why do I feel-

"Why do I feel like you are acting like you never saw this before?" I asked, clenching my fists.

Vidka's eyes widened. "What ever do you mean?" she said tightly.

"You know. The way your tone is sounds pre-tty high pitch... When females try to lie, they usually laugh, smile, or say things high pitch, thinking that no one will suspect."

She rolled her eyes. "That is such a stereotype; that is so not true."

"Then tell me, why are you sweating?"

"What?" she panicked. She touched her neck but felt it to be dry.

"Ah ha! So you are lying or you wouldn't do that and-"

"Okay, okay! Sheesh! Why are ten-year olds the hardest partners to deal with?" she sighed heavily. "Fine, I will tell you but you might have to stay in Heaven for a couple of days because of headaches."

"Why would I?" I asked cautiously.

"I will say one sentence, and you will have a rush of memories filling up your head, making your head sting for days."

"No, wait! I don't think- I don't think I want to know anymore!"

Even with my sudden protests, I knew this wasn't what I wanted to know. If I was going to have a headache just from asking about Kuon, then I shouldn't have asked. Curiosity killed the cat. More like curiosity killed the dog since I shouldn't have been shoving my nose into other people's business!

"Too late!"

She strut herself behind me, wrapping herself around my neck. Her arms tingled as her warmth, wasn't really warmth at all. I can't even remember the time she was warm! It was always cold...

She bent down to be in the position to whisper into my ear. As her mouth blew coldly into my ear, wispy and freezing, my heart was sent to a halt.

"He is your younger twin brother..." she quietly whispered.

And she was right—I did get a headache, but it wasn't from all the memories. How could I when I died the second I was born?

*End of Flashback*

If people were thinking I was going to type up about the kissing scene *eehhhh* you were wrong! I kinda wanted to fit in Tsuki as he is up in "Heaven" organizing all the files. Couldn't leave him out! ;D But... I wanted to explain that my shinigamis don't always have to be humans that committed suicide. Reason why Tsuki is one though?: You are about to find out in the next chapter! Or maybe not. ;P

Edited in 10/14/11: I accidentally deleted one of my vids and because of that, it is re-uploaded... So for the people that know my habits of telling you when I make a new vid, THIS ISN'T A NEW ONE! IT IS OLD BUT WAS DELETED DUE TO CARELESSNESS! Anyway, it was my vid, "Skip Beat!- Genie in a Bottle" that was recently re-uploaded.