"We're Going to Be Friends" by Jack Johnson

Mikazuki wondered if Haru felt the same sort of connection towards the blonde's ring as she did, though she seriously doubted it. If she had then the guardian would defintiely know. This surely must mean something then, but what? She racked her brain trying to figure out the answer but it was usless. Nothing was coming to mind so she decided to let it go for now. All of this made the red haired girl feel more at ease enough for her to speak up again. "It is such an interesting piece. Who was it that gave you the honor of getting that Hikaru-kun?" She did not get to catch herself before she added the suffix on the end of his name. But she refused to stress over it. Instead she felt herself curious as to who his favorite person was and why she was feeling so jealous. She hoped that none of her emotions were showing upon her facial features. Mikazuki made certain that she kept her gray eyes on the glistening ring.

Hikaru should have known she would ask him that but he didn't. He can't really tell her that he had gotten it from Mother Earth so that he could transform into her (reculantly) chosen tuxedo, Titan. At that moment the wind began to slowly circle around them. To normal people this would be a sweet breeze but the boy knew better. The Earth itself was making it known that her presence was concentrated here and she was watching him closely. Very closely. He could feel her not only in the wind but also in the grass beneath him and in the tree behind him. 'I know, I know. You don't have to remind me.' He told the spirit telepathicly but the only answer he got was the bristel of the branches. It was understandable that he hasn't gottn her full trust yet but, that still that didn't mean that it didn't irk him a little.

He sighed trying to relax himself before answering Mikazuki carefully. "From someone very important." He said honestly before trying to change the subjuct, "I just wanted to be useful for that person. To be there for her and help her in anyway that I possibly can. That's all." A picture of Kohana's smiling face entered his mind and fill him with warmth and love. He didn't care if the path he chose was dangerous or claimed his life. It'll all be worth it knowing that he would be able to protect her kind smile.

There was a sudden breeze and Mikazuki, being much more intuned with with earth than Haru, could feel the change but said nothing of it. Haru was some what distracted so she did not fully hear Hikaru talking about another girl. Which the guardian was thankful for because she did not feel like dealing with a jealous princess. Though she was not one to talk because she was soon feeling said emotion. It was wrong of her to feel such a way. She was nothing to him and he was nothing to her. Right? Then why was she feeling this way? As much as she tried to brush it off it stuck with her. Trying to distract herself she reached for an elastic band that was around her pale wrist, pulling it off as she raised both hands to start the task of dealing with her hair. It was red, yes, but it was also thick and long. A deadly combination for her. Arching her back as she put her hands behind her head to pull all of her hair back in to one hand. Her gray eyes were almost fully closed. It felt nice when her hair was messed with, made her feel like she was getting a massage of some sort. Racking fingers through the non-tangled mess she finally got her hair up to a height that she liked and, after making sure that everything was smooth on top, she twisted the hairband around it all, locking everything in place. Now her face was much more visable and it was a lot cooler for her now. She straightened up her body, shaking her head slightly to experiment with the new up-do. Finally Haru began to pay attention and frowned. "Mikazuki, what are you doing? I like your hair better down. Put it back." The guardian felt her confidence deflate at the pink-haired girls words. She left a long pause before reaching her right hand back up to her hair, getting ready to remove the elastic band from her red locks.

The earth spirit's presence began to slowly fade.When it did the blonde was able to breath easy. She was quite intimidating and he was glad that she was gone for now. Then Hikaru watched Mikazuki out of the corner of his eye. A part of him wanted to see what would her hair look like up and another part him wanted her to her her hair down. It was just beautiful and exotic as her. The color matched her personality; the color of power, strong-will, stubborness, and strength. She reminded him of a rose. A passion flower that if not handled carefully can prick you til you're bloody. Mikazuki had her hair up for only a moment til Haru madeher put it back down again. ''I think I'll have to agree with you Haru-bi." Hikaru grinned, "It suits her."

Mikazuki let her hair fall back down framing her face softly. She noticed that the blonde male had been watching her and it strangly made her feel proud. Proud that she had captured his attention away from the young princess. She was afraid that the heat rising to her cheeks might make the color of her hair. Though she tried to brush it off, acting like nothing was happening to her. The fact that he approved of her hair was enough to make her heart flutter slightly. She found herself wanting to staying in this moment, where he had his eyes set upon her and smiled just for her. Such a silly thought, she knew, but it was something that she could not contain. With each beat of her heart the golden orb upon her collar pulsed to match completely. They were in time with one another as her startling gray eyes stayed locked upon the clear blue ones of the blonde. "Mikazuki!" It was the whining voice of the pink haired princess that broke the connection. "Yes Haru?" With a monotoned voice she replied back to the young one. The reason that she spoke in such a way was to protect herself. "Nothing." There was a small chuckle heard from the blue eyed girl.

Hikaru turned his attention toward Haru. She was sitting there munching on some chocolate. He smiled approvingly. She was so freaking cute with that joyful, bubbly personality of her's. Her looks matched her as well; with that fluffy pink hair pulled back in pigtails, her pale skin that was smooth like polished porcelain, and those enchanting, cerulean eyes that sparkled. Haru was so pure and had a child-like innocence that was like a charm that captured your attention and attracted you to her. She also put herself out there to make someone feel important and speical. In some way she reminded him of that legend he was told when he was a little kid, the one about the rabbit in the moon. A virtuous creature that touch the heart of Sakra and was forever to be remembered on the face of the moon. She was like that tiny, white bunny and she was unknowingly touching him deep inside by just being herself. Then Hikaru noticed a smug of chocolate by the corner of her mouth. "Hey Haru-bi hold on for a moment you got some chocolate on you." He said reaching out to her, "Let me get it for you." The blonde leaned in close and gently rubbed the smug off with the knuckle of his forefinger. Then he backed away and grinned at her. "You're too cute Haru-bi." He said licking off the sweetness off his finger like he meant that she was cute enough to eat.

He had been watching their antics for a time, clasping his hands over his ears as the music blared over the amp and laughed at the fight. Attractive girls they were but probably a bit young for him being newly a high school-er and in reality probably to cool for junior highers. He had been listening to them and something they said caught his attention, a change of forms, needless to say if that didn't raise his curiosity nothing would, Yurei finished his writing as he was working on a small poem for one of his classes, and began packing up his work. A minute or two later he was walking past where the girls had at one time sat along the path on his way home, glancing casually as he passed them.

Haru was completely smitten at this point. Nothing and nobody was going to take her attention away from the blonde boy infront of her. It was then that the red haired guardian took her own notice in the slightly older male that was walking by. He was walking by them with a purpose which was obvious by his glancing eyes. It was also obvious to her, by the way that he was carrying himself, that he truly believed that he was above all of them. He was, what? One or two years older than them. Age did not make a difference to her, just the way that someone acted. That was all that mattered. Never one to let something or someone's behavior go unnoticed the guardian spoke up loud enough to gather everyone's attention. "You there, you think you are better than us but we obviously have captured your interest. So we might just be better than you are." Her speech was in a clipped tone as she tried to make sure that she did not grow any attachment. Haru, on the other hand, let herself be re-captured by the silver haired male. He actually made her heart tug, unlike Hikaru. With the blonde boy she was just so in love with his attention and ate it up. But with this new one. There was something more there.

Yurei cocked his head slightly to the side the comment stopping him in his tracks and catching him off guard, and then bored his eyes into her, as if he was staring into the redheads soul. Casually brushing his silver hair to the side to emphasize his gaze he said "The cold winter moon would not say such things to a person she did not know, have you no respect for your elders, or do you just judge everybody by they way they glance at you, you are in a park of all places cannot one walk and keep an eye out for strange things, but what might be stranger then you... in the wrong form, or are you just not accustomed to the courtesies one gives another Mikazuki"... he said her name drawn out as if to curse the name at the same time. "I would not be to hasty to judge a stranger you do not know, " taking his stern green eyes off of the red head he glanced at the cute blond girl in front of him, locked eyes for a brief second and then forced himself to move on to looking at the guy. Hikaru you might want to find yourself some other girls to hang out with if their going to be this disrespectful to strangers, they are nothing but children, I am sure you can do better, your music will win the heart of some girl that is right for you I am sure of this."
Not wanting to wait for a response Yurei tightened his black backpack over his shoulders and turned as if to walk away.

The guy's comment about the girls spiked Hikaru's anger. The heated motion was boiling slowly inside him. Who the hell did he think he was talking about them like that and then tell him that they weren't worthy of his time. He sat himself up and mocked the jerk with his trademark smugness. "Don't worry about me pal, I'm right where I want to be!" He said in a loud voice to get the guy's attention, "In the company of some fine, pretty ladies who I happen like to hang around which I can't say much for you. Another thing, you call them 'children,' but form what I see you're also a child cause 'elders' wouldn't snap at youngsters when called out for whatever reason." Hikaru then bit into his lollipop crunching it into little pieces; keeping his stare on the stranger, daring the boy to challenge him.