Yo! This is khdragongirl, call me Katie or D-girl ;). This is my first story and probably my last for Sugar Sugar Rune and takes place of Pierre's death. It's a one-shot and is supposed to be more humorous than sad but if you're some wacko crazy Pierre freak...sorry? Oh and POV is first Third person then to Chocolat's.

"Sugar sugar Rune, Choco Rune!" Chocolat cried, and transformed. "Wand! Your hearts: Pick up!" Winking she collected hearts of a huge crowd of boys. She picked them up and smiled. "Pretty assortment. Blues, pinks, oranges, and...purples? Ewww purple's more of lust." She giggled and gagged at the same time. Human boys made such a fuss over things like these. She, Chocolat, had just lead their school's girls' team to victory in the soccer tournament. She scored the winning point, that was all, and all the boys that came to watch had hearts like ping ping kurpow exploding from them instantly. She transformed back and was reminded of her sweatiness and tiredness from all that running. Panting, she headed back to the tent and sat down, drinking water.

"Good job Chocolat-chan!"

"Great goal!"

"That was so cool!" Her team mates surrounded her but she pushed them away, putting on her popular personality and giggling.

"Guys, its because of all of us that we won. Not me. We all worked together." Everyone cheered on how nice she was and we had one of those cheesy yet nice team hugs. Joy.

"Chocolat! That was great! You came in second place in the whole tournament! And you got a bunch of hearts for the Magical World to use for energy. I think you're gaining on Robin!" Vanilla shouted, running over.

"B-beat ROBIN? No way, he goes to every single lady at his concerts, even if they're 10 year old girls, and gets a heart." She laughed. "He went 'I think we met before. Lovers, perhaps? We should go out in the future...' to 40 girls at a PARK BENCH and got all purples, pinks, and even REDS."

"Who?"

"Robin, genius!" I said sarcastically and shook my head, sometimes she could be a bit dense.

"Oh yeah! Robin gets wayyyy too many hearts. I wouldn't be surprised if next year the heart factory exploded from too much energy!" Vanilla said. "Then you'd have even MORE responsibility, wouldn't you? You still have to think of a way with Pierre on how to unite the Ogres and Le Royaume without people like Coco and those weirdo shadows getting into a slap fight. Then, because you're queen, you'd have to use a bunch of magic to reconstruct the factory and get all tired, and ask for a bunch of energy drinks, and go to human spas, and g-"

"Oh look Vanilla there's a wasp in your hair." I sighed, so she would stop talking.

"KYA! Help me Chocolat-chan! Where?" I grinned and pretended to pluck something out and throw it away. Now that we were in middle school and at age 14, we changed a bit. Vanilla became a lot more chatty and still the same fuss. She was still doing well in school, but was kind of dumb with logic stuff and dense. I stayed mostly the same except learned how to act (as in theater) a lot better.

"Thank." She breathed. "Anyways, don't forget, you have a meeting with Pierre tonight at his mansion." Chocolat turned red just a bit but covered it up with a smile and hugged her.

"I almost forgot. Thanks." She lied.

Time skip to like...tonight...ja, at Pierre's mansion...

I walked through the creepy hallway that Pierre didn't bother to change. Shadows, spirits, other ogres, and just plain creepy statues surrounded the area. The living creatires bowed to me respectfully, they got used to me, though not me to them.

"Greetings, Queen Chocolat. Pierre is waiting." One greeted in that MEGA creepy x2 voice.

"Yeah, erm, thanks? Great to know. Got to go." I laughed nervously at my unintentional rhyme and left quickly towards Pierre's room. I entered and he waved, smiling.

"Hey Chocolat. I was just shifting through memory particles. You know, the ones in the air. Look." he showed me another memory from when we were little. He was teaching me how to climb trees, and pulled me up as I was about to fall down. Laughing, he teased me about being too scared to come up. I whacked him on the head and climbed down slowly to prove I wasn't scared. He then jumped down after me, making me look like a wimp.

I whacked Pierre again. "Thanks for making me look stupid."

"OWW! Not my fault you were."

I whacked him again. "Meanie. Apoligize"

"Sorry." I smiled and whacked him again.

"Now what was that for?"

"Entertainment."

"Thanks." He dripped with sarcasm but brightened up. "Anyway, any ideas to unite our groups?"

"Yeah, just unite them. Duh, I'm sure we can prevent some magic or slap fights from going on." I grumbled. I was too tired to think.

"Oh, I'm sure that's going to work out. Oh by the way, I have to go back to the Magical World tomorrow, some weird accident happened. Apparently, someone has been collecting too much noir hearts against the new law, and unleashed too much magic, summoning up some weird dragon demon from hell. Hopefully I won't die trying to send it back." He turned serious. "But if I do...I want you to know I love you." I smiled and hugged him.

"Well, don't worry. That message was useless." I said. "I'm coming with you. So my reply to it is: great speech but I'm coming so tell me THEN. More drama." He tried to protest but thought better of it and nodded business like.

Time skip to what? Tomorrow during the demon dragon fight thing majig

"Pierre!" I cried, despite the pain of noir slashing my up and bruising my every second, I ran over to the fallen body of my *cough* boyfriend. He had blood seeping from his chest and arms, and legs, and back, and yeah...He was groaning in pain too weak to heal himself with magic. I pressed my ear to his chest and to my horror his heart was beating slower and slower. Coughing, he got up. I helped him to a hiding place while the dragon seemed bored of us already (which pissed me off) and was off destroying.

"C-Chocolat." He mumbled.

"Shh, what do you need? I'll help you. I regret not being strong enough to bring life though."

"Don't worry. It's my time to leave now... I guess. Sorry."

Now I was REALLY pissed off. With Fate. "WHAT THE FUCK? No it CAN'T BE YOUR TIME! You're only like what? Um...sorry I forgot your age." I face palmed myself. At such a dramatic time like this! "Oh yeah, 17! I think..." And depsite the time, Pierre laughed.

"Well, not everyone can laugh when dieing." He chuckled.

"Baka, you're DIEING. Stop being so light hearted!" I frantically tried to think of a solution.

"It's okay. But I want you to promise me one thing." He whispered, serious.

"Oh COURSE. What is it?" I whispered back, tearing up.

"Summon the lord of the spirits and" he broke off coughing up blood. "order him...to..."

"To what?" I panicked, wanting to know what he would request.

"Ask him to...ban...spirit made...carrots." I was shocked. Carrots?

"What the hell?" I screamed, flying back to the castle with a dead Pierre on my back. "CARROTS? PIERRE I WILL SOOOO WHUP YOUR BUTT IN THE SPIRIT WORLD!"

And that's it :P isn't it interesting? Apparently, in my POV, Pierre never learned to eat carrots or told his age...so I made it up :D Isn't it such a romantic death? Lol.