Ikuto sighed as he walked down the dimly lit up street. It was about midnight on christmas eve. He was coming back from Easter's, now she was on his mind.
Not Amu, no, his little sister. He had been so blind, taking out all of his anger on her, poor Utau. She had been through the exact same thing as him, but more because she was his personal punching bag. He walked some more before stumblig upon the christmas tree where they where suposed to meet on he eve of the big day last year. But Ikuto didn't care back then. And know he still has to put on the same stare everyday. The truth was the boy never realized that he could hurt Utau so bad, and heal her so quick . In front of this tree he wished for one thing « Let Utau be safe ».