Angel: BUAHA(cough)HAHA! I'm back from the NOT DEAD. Heh. Well, more like I'm back from my withdrawal from fanfic society after Noir: Outtakes was removed. (SEE FANFIC ADMINISTRATION?! NO SELF INSERTION..OR SCRIPT FORMAT…JUST ME BEING CRAZY..AS USUAL) :P That was the only..er..'story' I was willing to finish. Cause I was actually having FUN writing it.

Just so you know…this is like, sort of an AU…but the story line and stuff is the same. Read it and you'll see what I mean in later chapters, hopefully.

Disclaimer: Banana phone! Uh..I mean. I don't own Noir…its characters, or anything relative to it. Sucks, don't it? Yeh. Thought so.

Rated PG-13 for language only.

Childhood Memories

My Darling Chloe,

I'm going to spare you the unnecessary and really bad innuendo for now.—

"YAY!!"

—Lucky you. But, I'm afraid I have to send you on another mission.—

"Aw crap."

—You will meet the child and her friend and bring them to the Manor.—

"YAY!"

—And please stop interrupting because it's ruining the flow of my beautifully written letter to you.

"…."

Much better. So as I was saying, bring them to the Manor, for I have many things to tell them. Thanks! Luv ya! :)

-Altena

"Thanks! Luv ya!" Chloe imitated Altena in a very, very girlish and high pitched voice. "Hmm? What's this?" she resumed in her normal (not very, very) girlish and high pitched voice. There was more to the letter.

P.S. Don't ever do that again.

"Pshh. Whatever." She reread the letter, looked over it, and turned it to the back, just to make sure there weren't anymore extra statements. But oh, what's this? A little more? Uy. Persistent as ever aren't we?

P.P.S. (or P.S.S. I keep forgetting which) Don't talk back to the letter, Chloe. You know that's bad.

"….yes Altena," she responded to the (key word) INANIMATE object. Chloe sighed, got up off of her uber-fluffy bed and walked toward her armoire. She opened the old fashioned doors and gazed at the seven cloaks she had the option to wear.

"Hmm...today's Monday right? Ok, that's good." So it was decided. She reached in and got the cloak with a post-it attached that said, "MONDAY" and got ready for a long day of traveling.

After 10 minutes of putting on her complex clothes and accessories, Chloe set off towards her destination: Paris…which happened to be quite a long walk from her little safe house in Sevilla.

She sighed, "Why couldn't Altena trust me enough to drive a car? I mean really. I'm past the age minimum." Something poked her side. She looked down and saw a paper airplane.

That could only mean one thing.

Another letter.

Crap.

She reluctantly opened it.

My Darling Chloe,

That's because I don't trust your judgment on turns. And also because I love to see you suffe—

The word was crossed out.

–being healthy by walking. Besides, you don't get any exercise by driving. You'd just get fat. And we don't want that now do we? I didn't think so. See you soon! And stay fit!

-Altena

"That bitch," She muttered. Something poked her head. Chloe reached up and took the annoying object that disturbed her perfect magenta hair. She looked at it.

Uy. Here we go.

My Darling Chloe,

I heard that. Now move along hun, my patience is wearing thin. And when that happens, I ruin that mini Kirika shrine of yours that you love and adore.—

"NO!!"

—That's what I thought. Now GO!

Much love,

Altena :)

And so, with much hatred, Chloe marched off (car-less) towards northern France. Good luck, Chloe. You'll really need it.

Angel: Chapter 1 finished..kinda short but eh. wutever. So review, cause I really wanna continue this!!! Don't make me lifeless! That's not cool. Seriously.

Trust me (like you ever did anyway), I promise this will get funnier. If it doesn't you can flame me all you want. I can take it, I'm a big girl. XP