"Hey by the way Momiji, I didn't see you come back to the station yesterday" Uta said. "You didn't even come get ramen"

He really didn't feel like talking about how Ungaikyō kept his hostage the whole day basically. 

"Well I went to try talking to Ungaikyō..He really doesn't like talking to the Katanashu" Momiji replied, trying to think of a way to excuse why he didn't come back. "When he tried running I chased after him and ended up lost for a while. But eventually found him again and convinced him to at least lead me back"

"Next time don't chase him, you ended up getting lost for the whole day due to it" Madoka said, sighing.

"That sounds scary being lost! Kyuubi would probably be panicked if I didn't come back after a whole day" Onibi said.

"You'd be right"

The fact they believed his lie was a relief. Though the only part that was a lie was how he got lost, since he was actually knocked out and didn't know where in the forest he was. If he had tried finding his way back alone would of really got him lost. Everything else was the truth.

"Why are you so interested in Ungaikyō anyways?" Kamaitachi finally spoke up.

Suddenly Onibi gasped, "Maybe he likes him?!"

"..What? No. Why are you jumping to that? He just seems familiar to me, I feel like he feels the same but he refuses to answer me about anything" Momiji quickly shot back.

"Your face is red"

He simply glared at the weasel yokai, trying to ignore his burning face. Why was he acting like this, he didn't feel this way to Ungaikyō before. At least he didn't think he did. All he wanted to do was figure out what he had forgotten about for so long.

But now there was these feelings he had to deal with. Apparently life just loves messing with him and can't make it easy for him. Hopefully he could just figure out everything.

After a few more minutes of talking, more like interrogating him for answers of if he likes Ungaikyō or not, he got up and walked away. There was too many thoughts on his mind. He couldn't wrap his head around it all. 

Did he really like Ungaikyō? Maybe it was only because of the night prior. But it felt like he's liked him longer than that. Not exactly romantic like now, but still. It was so confusing.

"...What's your problem?"

That snapped him out of his thoughts. He hadn't realized he had wandered back to the big maple tree. Ungaikyō was still there, sitting on the same branch. Ungaikyō was leaning on one of his knees, staring down at him. In his other hand though, it looked like he was holding a kaleidoscope.

That kaleidoscope..why did it feel like he's seen it before?

"A lot of things. All of which seem to revolve on you..." he replied, ignoring his thoughts about the kaleidoscope for now.

"..You're weird.."

"So aren't you! Anyways, why are you deciding to talk to me now? You never seem to want to when I try striking up a conversation with you"

As usual, no response at all.

"Will you please answer me, at least once?"

"You're better off finding the answers on your own..."

Momiji sighed, that's what he's been trying to do but he didn't understand any of it. "Come down here" he said.

Surprisingly, Ungaikyō hopped down without hesitation, placing the kaleidoscope away in his mirror before walking over. For some reason, he didn't understand why, but he grabbed the yokai's hand. Neither moved or talked, just stare each others as Momiji gripped his hand.

'His hands aren't tiny anymore..Fuuka, you've grown a lot' 

"Ungaikyō, how do you know my true name? Have we met before?"

"What do you think?"

"...I don't know, it feels like we have. But you say we're enemies. Everything you say and everytime I see you at all it all feels familiar.."

He wanted Momiji to figure out everything on his own instead of telling him the answers. Once he did remember though, they'd have to fight. They were enemies, and he still wanted revenge. But until then, he was just going to have to bare with Momiji bothering him sometimes. Weirdly enough though he didn't feel that bothered anymore.

As they stood there, they eventually stopped holding hands. 

"Ungaikyō..you seem like a nice person, a little timid though"

"...You don't know me..so how can you assume I'm nice?"

"Because you haven't hurt me or anyone else as far as I'm aware. You just keep to yourself"

His comment made he turn away, not only has he been called pretty by Momiji years ago. Now he's calling him nice? If only he knew the truth, he wouldn't be calling him nice then.

Ungaikyō said nothing but pull Momiji over to the maple tree, sitting them both down with the human in front of him. The action seemed to confuse the shorter boy as he looked back at him. He said nothing in respond, he just pat his head.

"I'm not a child"

"Compared to how old I am, you basically are.."

How long could this peace between them truly last. Especially when their fates were already decided since the day they met. He was still scared of Momiji a little, but he had to get over it so he could one day face him in battle. 

"Ungaikyō, I'll figure out the connection between you and me..no matter how long it takes.."

"...Yeah..I'm sure you will"

. . .

"Where are those two? Don't tell me they're just like Uta and avoiding their duties" Hanabusa said.

"They probably are. Madoka I understand, but Momiji is probably doing some of his duties" Aoi replied.

Hanabusa groaned, the second squadron were to laid back for their own good. Momiji seemed to be the only one who actually did his job. While Uta was the only one of the first squadron who slacked off. Half lazy, half doing their jobs. They really had to fix that.

But there were worse things to think about soon.