Chronicles of the Elusive Angel:

Lullaby (Volume 1)

C/By: Kenjaje

Edited/Revised by: raVen

Chapter 1: Dreaming Without Thought

Stitch slightly stirred from sleeping, he felt awake but couldn't move. In the zone where your not really awake, yet not asleep. He shifted on his mattress that was on the softwood floor near Lilo's bed, and feeling more awake he opened his eyes to look at Lilo.

Her head was dark against the white pillow; her black hair was frilled and dressed over the top of the sheets. Her hand lay next to her head, the other one out of sight. Stitch looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand, straining his neck. It was 3:34 a.m.

For eight more minutes he attempted to sleep, closing his eyes and half thinking to himself, slowly he would drift, but he would always return to conciseness. Figuring it was impossible for him to sleep, he sat up. The blur in his eyes cleared a little bit, and he yawned quietly.

Not coming a good reason why he woke up, he decided it must have been because he was hungry. Throwing the sheets off his body, he crept along the soft wood floor, not making a sound. He opened Lilo's bedroom door, and shut it with the knob turned, so that it wouldn't click.

The hall was dark, and he was too sleepy to turn on his inferred vision, so he scaled the walls to the other side. He turned the corner and let down to walk down the stairs slowly so as to be quiet. At the bottom he stepped onto the cool sandy tiles, and made his way to the kitchen with a soft "click click click" of his toenails.

He sought for the fridge, opened it and peered inside. "oooo…What to eat?" he asked himself, looking at the lettuce, tomato, apples, milk, soda, and coffee. "Blegh." He said, looking at most of the healthy food. He overlooked the coffee; as he wanted to sleep, not stay awake. His eyes panned over the lower half of the refrigerator. "Ah! Chaki!" he exclaimed and grabbed a large ham—which was cloned from the original to reduce fat—and ate it in a mouthful.

"There," Stitch thought, "Now maybe I can get to sleep."

Making his way back to Lilo's room, a bit louder this time, he shut the door as he did before and turned around, to find Lilo awake in her bed.

"What's going on?" She whispered.

"Nothing, I was hungry." Stitch replied.

Giving stitch a sarcastically foul glance, she got up and yawned, scratched her eyes, and thumped on the floor. Lilo scoffed at the noise she made, she didn't want it to sound that loud. A moment passed where she didn't move, and listened for signs of recognition to her noise. Nothing, she continued to talk to Stitch..

"What got you up at this hour?" she asked, looking at the clock, which read 4:57. Stitch looked at her as if he was thinking very hard, he came to a conclusion that it really was his hunger that woke him up, however now he still wasn't sure.

"I have to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back ok?"

"Eh." Stitch replied and sat on his mattress. After she left he waited a few seconds and then looked around the room. Saw the books on the shelves, the dolls on the floor, the cars on the dresser, and Lilo's hula costume in the open closet. The tower was destroyed during their recent experiment capture, so they had to go back down to Lilo's room, until they could rebuild it.

This made him think of Angel. Ever since the incident Angel has been on his mind. She had stopped meeting him, probably because he was always near Lilo. He had other thought's about Lilo and Angel as well, one that bothered him was that, he loved them both but did he love Lilo like he loved Angel? More importantly, would Lilo allow him to love Angel?

This haunted him, because he met Lilo long ago, but he loved her as a friend. Did she know that? Or did she think of him as more then a friend, as a soul mate? He dreaded this thought, they were both girls, a true fact, and he loved them both, but how would they feel about that? He thought of this hypothetically however, he didn't expect to have Lilo and Angel getting along at anything anymore.

Would Angel hate him for loving Lilo? And would Lilo feel the same way with Angel? He took this time to weigh his thoughts: Lilo was kind, gentle, and sometimes a bit extreme in possession, but otherwise she was nice. Was this a "girlfriend" as they called them on this planet? Or was Angel his girlfriend?

Angel he hardly knew. They had encountered each other many times, each time she did nothing evil or good toward him, she never sang her song to try and turn someone evil, and never even seemed to care about him. Except her eyes wielded a sign. He could tell, she wishes something every time she looks at him but he doesn't know what.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a soft rustle outside the window. He looked at the clock; it was only about 5 so Sparky could have come by to say "hi" as he did occasionally in the morning.

Stitch opened the window, but saw nothing. "Sparky? Sparky, ju shata?" No reply. He opened the window more, and slid out. Walking for a few seconds, he noticed bushes rumbling, trees swaying in the soft wind, singing its song.

This song reminded him of Angel's, except this one didn't turn anyone evil. That would be great, if there was a way to make Angel's song ineffective forever. He closed his eyes to help remember the song. He heard it echo at first, but then clearly in his ears, he breathed to its tune, which he loved so much, but soon realized he was hearing it all too well.

He opened his eyes and broke his concentration on his love's song, but still heard it. "Huh?" he wondered. Was someone singing her song? Was it Jumba playing it on the computer? No, Jumba wasn't up at 5 a.m. "Then that means!" stitch didn't finish, he excitedly ran off into the woods.

A few minutes of running, and of the song getting louder and louder, he at last came close. It was loud and distinct, surely it wasn't being sung because she just wanted to sing it, and she always sang it for a reason, so where was it coming from? He stopped at a large bush circle, and looked around, the moon was almost full and he could see very well now that his eyes adjusted.

The bushes rustled again, Stitch went to take a closer look, he stepped on a branch and broke it loudly and instantly the song stopped. His heart pounded, loud enough to be heard. He waited, for how long he couldn't know, but he waited in silence, not moving his foot, not moving his mouth, not moving his ever-hopeful heart.

Once again the bushes rustled, but this time more violently, and something was coming out. At this point Stitch relaxed a little and let his hopes go down, because he knew it couldn't be Angel, and he didn't want to get hurt. But, despite what he believed, he saw the bottom half of a pink creature came out of the bushes. "Angel?" Stitch asked.

"Gutcha."

Lilo came out of the bathroom, and shut the door with a click. She couldn't go back to sleep now, she was too awake. She was also hungry and decided to eat a little breakfast, it was legal to eat breakfast at 5:00 a.m.

She, unlike Stitch, walked down the stairs without fear of waking Nani-Zilla. She also made her way to the fridge, and opened it up. Stitch already ate half of the fridge, so there wasn't much left. Seeing a full jug of milk she decided on cereal.

"For promotional advertising: cereal is the best and healthiest breakfast of all!" she exclaimed quietly while grabbing a box of Choco-Rocks. She sat down on the kitchen table, the chair was cool and the kitchen was peaceful.

"Sure is quiet when Stitch ain't around." She said to herself, then she took a spoonful of Rocks to her mouth and ate it whole. After a few minutes she looked out the window. The day was just beginning.

Stitch and Angel looked at each other for a long time, he thought of thousands of things to say, to ask, to shout, to roar! But for some reason, they were locked up inside him, some unseen force was shutting his mouth and taking his tongue away.

The stars still twinkled in the night, and the moon was just a yard above the horizon. The only reason Stitch knew this was because Angel's head was beautifully right next to the big pearl. He wanted to talk, but she had to break the ice.

"Stitch?" she asked. "kara ju naga qaste?" A knot began to form and tighten inside Stitch's throat. His tongue became course and he craved water, his eyes were dry and he felt tense all over.

"N-naga fala…" Stitch was confused and yet satisfied as to why Angel was here. But he couldn't help wondering if she was up to something. Was she here to trick him? Was she here to tell him something secretive? He had to ask. "Why is Angel here?"

"Stitch—Boochiboo—se miga naga meru ochenta iba…"

"But what?" He asked, she looked down at the grass. A gust of wind blew her ruffled fur clean. "What is happening, iba ju chaki?" Loud footsteps could be heard over the distance. The day was just shining over the horizon.

"Gantu es chusse miga. Naga chrono, iba miga somba tele ju a record, veja petien."

"What message?" Stitch urged hastily, Gantu was after Angel and if he caught her and Stitch together, Gantu would figure out that they were working together.

"Achie-baba Kino." She said in his ear, and ran off. "Cousin killer."

Lilo was finished with her breakfast and was making her way up the stairs when she heard a crash from her room. She hurried there and opened the door to see what Stitch had broken, but there was no one there.

"Stitch?" She asked in hopes of response. No answer, she looked around her room and found nothing broken. "Stitch?" She asked louder. Still nothing, she went to her bed and stood up to get a higher view of her room. Everything looked in tact. "STITCH?" She screamed. Still there was no answer.

She walked over to the window to call through it, and that's where she found what had broken. The glass was jagged, and on the bottom of the window was a hole about the size of her little blue dog.

"He drank coffee again." She inferred. Annoyed, she stepped out the window, and found Stitch running back from down the path. He was excited, or scared, of what had just occurred.