Mitsuko enjoyed the festival, but alas, work can't stay away forever. It was 5 minutes she had been home, before Komui was pounding on her door, demanding some tedious task be done. She was forced to do at least 200 pages of paperwork, check in on the science division, and help clean out the cafeteria from a machine malfunction. When she finally got to her bed, she was even more exhausted than she had been when she got home.

Without even taking off her clothes, she fell into a deep sleep filled with dancing crowds and butterflies.

Although her sleep was deep, she was woken in the middle of the night by a tapping at her window. Groggily climbing out of her warm bed, she peered out the window to see Tykki's face smiling back at her. Opening the glass window, she leaned out of it.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, rubbing her eyes.

"I left rather rudely before, so I thought I'd say hello." He said, charmingly. He was perched atop a butterfly that was madly beating its wings to keep up with Tykki's weight.

"In the middle of the night?" she whined, pulling her tunic closer to warm her. "You could have waited until morning."

"Ah, but you see, that's it. I just couldn't wait." He said, climbing in through the window. He didn't seem worried at all that she would reject him; a factor in which she admired. People were always afraid of displeasing her, and getting in trouble with the higher-ups.

"You seem quite confident, strolling in here uninvited." She said, without anger.

"Indeed. I don't think I need an invitation to visit you." He quipped, sitting on her bed. He seemed quite interested in her living space, for he was looking around all over. He studied the walls, and eyed her belongings. He was like a small child.

"Well, now that you're here, what's next?" Mitsuko asked, walking over to her bed and sitting next to him.

"There doesn't have to be anything next. We can just visit." He said, reaching over and clasping her hand. She felt her cheeks heat up as he looked into her eyes. She looked into his, and was caught in the majesty of them. They were like twin pools of purple, swirling and twinkling against the darkness.

She was so caught in his eyes she barely noticed when he leaned forward and touched his lips to hers.

She was so surprised she nearly fell off her bed. It didn't feel wrong to her, so she decided to kiss him back. Encouraged, Tykki wound his arms around her, bringing himself closer to her. She gratefully sank into his grasp, silently celebrating that she finally had someone to call her own. Reaching her hands up, she lightly touched his face, feeling him smile under her fingers.

Reaching farther, she ruffled his nicely done-up hair, having it cascade around his face. She always thought he looked so tense with his hair all gelled and primped. She liked it much better when it was loose, and carefree.

They both broke the kiss at the same time, just sitting together, their foreheads pressed together. His was a dark, plum colored, dotted with tiny black stars. The sign of the Noah.

They sat like that for quite some time, just looking at each other, enjoying each other's presence. A smile cracked Tykki's lips, reflecting one on her own.

"I should be going." He whispered, barely audible. "I've kept you up late enough."

"You don't have to…" she whispered, even quieter. She closed her eyes, resting against him. He always smelt different, every time she saw him. This time he smelt like lavender. She felt she could spend the rest of her days, just enjoying his many smells, and his gentle, yet seductive touch. Before she knew it, she was soundly sleeping in his arms.

Smiling, he gently pulled back the covers on her bed. Slipper her inside, he kissed the top of her forehead, and retreated through the window, escaping into the night.

Mitsuko never remembered when she'd fall asleep. She'd be lying in bed one minute, and it seemed like 30 seconds later she was waking up in the morning. She felt particularly confused this morning, because she didn't know whether Tykki's visit was a dream or not. Sighing in disappointment, something caught her eye. Looking over to her desk, she saw a small, purple rose.

Knowing that purple roses were some of the rarest, she delicately picked it up. Tied around it was a small piece of paper. Excitement fluttering in her stomach, she slowly unraveled it.

Sleep well, my dear. –Tykki

Smiling through the morning sunlight, she opened her sketch book. Flipping open to a page with a picture of Tykki, she flattened the rose in the pages. Now it would last forever. Putting the note in her uniform pocket, she got dressed and made her way down to the food court.

Humming a simple tune, she got herself 9 bowls of cereal, and 14 muffins. Sitting down next Allen and his group of friends, she enjoyed her breakfast with thoughts of Tykki dancing in her mind. Without her noticing, Lenalee and Lavi were discussing things in hushed voices.

"Lenalee, she looks happier today than usual." Lavi whispered, catching his friend's attention.

"Was it the festival last night?" Krory guessed, stirring his milkshake.

"Tsk. Typical boys to guess such silly answers. As a fellow girl, I have the authority to make an accurate guess." Lenalee said, hushing everyone. After eyeing Mitsuko carefully, she made her decision. "It's a boy."

"Whaaaat? How do you know that?" Allen whined, picking at a half-eaten cinnamon roll.

"Girls can sense when another girl is in love, Allen. It's one of our many arts." She said, smiling to herself.

"Hey, I wonder who it is?" Lavi asked. "I saw her eating lunch with Suman the other day."

"Yeah, but…" Lenalee whined. "She didn't look exactly interested in him when they were eating."

"Wait…..DO YOU THINK IT'S ONE OF US?" Lavi screamed, hearts floating around him.

Mitsuko looked over curiously at his outburst, and the hurried attempts at hushing him. Deciding they were just talking, she returned to her breakfast.

"Quiet down, Lavi! If you were the one she liked, don't you think she'd want to spend much more time with you?" Lenalee hissed, pinching his lips closed.

"Oh…yeah…" he mumbled, depressed. "What are we gonna do?"

"I'll tell you what I'm gonna do." Lenalee said, standing up from her seat. "I'm gonna find out who this guy is!"