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"Haru! Haru! Wake up!" The loud and familiar voice sent Haru jacknifing out of bed.

"I'm up! I'm up! I'm...Toto?" Haru turned around bewilderedly, trying to place the now laughing male voice when there was obviously no such male in her room. The covers, heartily offended by her thrashing and spinning, tangled her legs in a fit of pique. Haru went down with a loud crash.

"Haru? You okay?" Two voices chorused, one from downstairs, the other in her ear. Haru whimpered a little.

"Owww. Yes, yes, I'm fine," She assured Mother and Crow. Freeing her legs from the gloating covers, she gave the offending bed dressings a kick before picking her way over to her window. Toto waved from a tree across the street, his silver half-breastplate gleaming in the morning sun. Haru waved back and pulled the curtains. Not that she didn't trust Toto, but one does not change clothes in front of an ensouled Creation with a tendency to report back embarrassing incidents to Baron. Haru bounced around her room, getting dressed and packing for school, pausing every few seconds to admire the earrings gently brushing her skin. Twin feathers were tied to silver chains that stopped just past her jawline, which in turn were attached to rounded silver discs. The earring posts were straight, with a tiny hook at the end to hold them in her ears. Baron had made the hooks himself, after they had performed some tests. Haru blushed crimson, remembering how gentle his fingers had been and the tingles those said fingers had triggered. Shaking her head, she rushed downstairs, waving to her mother. Baron was her friend. She couldn't expect more then that. Not only was he a fraction of her size, he was part cat! She wasn't about to go through THAT again!

Oh, sure. You were ready to turn all cat when you danced with Baron! A little voice whispered in her brain. Haru gripped her fabric-encased bokken tightly. Crazy little voice, when would it STOP?