Sweet Sugar Angel

Chapter 7

CHAPTER 7 : New Friends

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“So you're going out today, Pierre?” Cinnamon spoke as if it was quite ordinary for him to do so. (remember, he's been sulking since THAT day)

“I'm just going to take a walk. Maybe find somethings. From what I've gathered, Salvation is a famous band originally from Europe. But no one is actually sure of the real identities of his members. So, I'll grab anything I could find about them.” He replied as he drank the last of his tea.

“You're really interested, aren't you?”

“Could be. I favor their music. That's true. But I also have a goal to accomplish.” He said as he walked out. I have to retrieve my Princess.

“Thank you, Madame Cinnamon.” She looked up and found Gatou behind her. (hey! She's still in her cat form, kawaii!)

“For what?”

“For bringing back the Young Master to his old self.”

“Your gratitude is not for me. I don't care who I'll use to get my daughter back. Nothing less... Hmm.. But maybe there's so much more.” She don't look like it but the smile is in her voice.

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“He's cute, isn't he?”

“Looks like a model...Is he a celebrity?”

“Yeah. Have you seen his eyes?”

“Ooh... Seems like he's a fan of Salvation too.”

“Who isn't? They're great. And all of them are such handsome BACHELORS.”

“And Pretty Princess Sophia... I wanna be like her.”

“You can never be a girl enough.”

All of the morning, Pierre went from shop to shop. It seems like Salvation's everywhere. Magazines, Cd's, videos, posters and they were what the talk is about most of the time. But he isn't satisfied with what he's been finding. There's nothing about the group's personal profile, except for a certain article declaring that “Princess Sophie favors Azure from her other knights.” That had him almost jealous at the thought.

He is sitting on a table alone in a cafe with coffee getting cold at his hands while staring blankly out the window. Somebody had the guts enough to sit down in front of him. He was about to reprimand whoever it was when he stopped himself after he recognized the intruder.

Wearing a white fedora with a light blue ribbon and a flowery sun dress, Sophia looked splendid if not for the over-sized eye shades that she had.

“What are you doing?”

“Ssshhh... I'm in a disguise. How did you know it's me?”

You don't have an idea. “I can tell from anywhere, Sophie.”

“Oh, my. I'm just no good at hiding, am I?” She said as she removed her glasses and stuffed it in her handbag. She then took her fedora off, revealing her bright ginger hair.

“Sorry, you have to forgive me. I mean, most of the time, they tell me that I'm too childish for my own good. I do things elegant ladies weren't supposed to do. I just can't stand how they try to change how I like things all the time. It's getting nasty, you know. I really think it's mean if you force people to be someone they are not. I'm a terrible talker, right?”