"So since we're by ourselves now, is it fine for me to call you Tadaakira? I won't use your name against you or anything" Momiji asked.

"..mm, yeah, that's fine, if I can call you Fuuka in return"

"Well, Tadaakira, I have a question. You don't have to answer if you don't want to" 

"Okay..what is it..?" Ungaikyō asked curiously.

"Do you remember anything else from your past at all?"

Ungaikyō tilted his head and thought for a few minutes. All he ever remembered was the night his family was killed. That moment was burned into his memory. He never really thought of any other past memories except that time and wanting revenge.

"Not..really...maybe if I thought hard enough I could....but no guarantees. I don't really look to my past much. I'm more focused on the here and now" he shrugged.

Momiji chuckled and hugged him, "What about meeting me for the first time. You gave me cold ramen" Ungaikyō pouted in return, "You didn't have to eat it, you should of been grateful I gave you half!"

"Who likes cold ramen? It's instant ramen, it only takes a few minutes to cook" Momiji pointed out.

"Hmph..I knew I shouldn't of shared any with you.." 

They both nudged each others playfully, as well as tussling a bit. It was nice being able to do such childish things, Ungaikyō was happy to see this side of Momiji. Both of them were always so serious, but when they're alone they're not as much. They were comfortable with each others presence, enough to where they could play around like this.

"So what about you Fuuka, any past memories?"

The Katanashu shrugged, "No interesting ones, just how I met you. Then working toward becoming a Katanashu and meeting you all over again. Plus I got the memories I had lost back"

"I'm glad you remember..anyways its getting late, should we go to bed?"

"Yeah, just let me change to my night robe, stay here for a few minutes" Momiji said, closing the bedroom door. They weren't comfortable enough to change their clothes in front of each others. It was kind of awkward.

After a few minutes he had changed out of his uniform and opened the bedroom door. To which Ungaikyō took a signal that he could come in. Unlike Momiji, he never really changed out of his normal clothes. The only time he had was on their date to the human world and back when he originally got these clothes.

"Time for bed" Momiji said, laying down on the bed. "Yeah.." Ungaikyō replied. Setting his mirror aside and laying next to Momiji. He covered them with the blanket and pulled Momiji close. "..Good night, Fuuka"

"Night, Tadaakira. Sleep well"

. . .

"Tadaakira, you're still training?"

"Of course I am, shouldn't you be training too, *****?" 

"Training all day is kind of boring isn't it? Why don't we hang out!"

Tadaakira thought for a moment before agreeing to hang out with the other boy. It had been a while since they had gotten to spend time together. Besides it kind of was boring just training all day everyday. Taking a break won't hurt him.

The two walked through the forest, talking about how life was going for them, training, the latest news, etc. ***** was the only friend he really had, to be able to talk to him about anything. Sometimes they'd rant to each others about personal things just to get it off their chests.

The only thing they didn't disclose was their surnames. Neither really saw the point of saying their full names. It didn't matter to them. Just that they were good friends and trusted each others completely.

"Do you think we'll always be able to do this?" the boy asked.

"Maybe..who knows? I kind of hope so" Tadaakira admitted. "It's fun spending time with you, I don't want any of this to ever change"

"Ahah, me too!" He felt the other grab his hand and pull him over. "Tadaakira? Something wrong?"

"No, just felt like holding you"

"Eh?"

"Nothing, let's head back before I get caught not training" Tadaakira said, letting go of the boy and grabbing his hand instead.

"We'll just have to find more free time to relax. Hey, how about I train with you, we can practice dueling" 

"Alright"

. . .

Ungaikyō shot up and placed his hand on his forehead, looking around. Momiji was sleeping peacefully next to him. It was still dark out too. What was with that dream? That person..they looked kind of like Momiji, but with longer hair. He couldn't remember their name at all.

'So..I did know one of his ancestors...not that I knew it at the time'

"Mmm..why are you up?" 

He looked over to see Momiji rubbing his eyes, he was cute when he was sleepy. "Sorry..I just had a weird dream..go back to sleep"

"You go back to sleep too Tadaakira, it's unhealthy to not get a proper amount of sleep"

"Yeah yeah.." Ungaikyō responded, laying back down. "So what happens if I have another weird dream?" 

"..Wake up and then wake me, then we can talk about it..we still can in the morning if you're willing to tell me" Momiji yawned. "You trust me right? Besides it helps to get things off your chest"

"Yeah.." Ungaikyō simply said as he pulled Momiji closer, 'That's how things worked with me and your ancestor..' he wanted to say that but. He'd just explain everything in the morning. If he was able to convince himself to at least. It had been years since he had anyone trustworthy enough to talk to about these things. But now he had Momiji, who was as trustworthy as he was going to get. Maybe it won't hurt to tell him.