Amu ran through the halls of the cemetery, her arms outstretched, as if they could protect her, save her. A glistening pink power shot from her fingertips, and then Amu stopped in front of a grave. 'Hinamori Midori, beloved wife and mother' 'Hinamori Tsumundu, beloved husband and father' 'Hinamori Ami, beloved daughter and sister', a sound distracted Amu from the graves, and Amu looked up to find herself face to face with a speeding truck that wouldn't stop, that would kill her.

"Pressure, stabilized. Amu, if you can hear me, squeeze my hand." A feminine voice commanded in the black. It was painful to hear her.

But the darkness... so reassuring...

"Amu- Amu-.... Amu." A voice called Amu out of her sleep, and she opened her eyes to see her brother, or foster brother looking at her. "You okay, you were screaming again." He claimed.

Amu sighed, and got up out of the bed, "Just another nightmare, Sora, you can go back to bed." Amu claimed. Sora sat down on the bed beside her, and then smiled.

"Amu, your parents, and your sister; their deaths weren't your fault. The truck, it just came out of nowhere. Amu, you're guarded by the higher ones." Sora said.

Amu smiled weakly, "The gods? If they cared for me-

"Amu, I'll say the same thing again. You are gifted. You have... magical powers, we both know that. But I know you can keep it a secret. Our parents will be up in a moment." Sora said, and Amu nodded, her dyed blonde hair making it impossible to see the natural pink, or Sora's face anymore.

"Goodnight Sora." Amu called out as Sora's form approached the door.

-

"Good morning Amu, how did you sleep?" Was the first question that popped out of Amu's foster mother's mouth at breakfast.

Amu nodded, "I slept quite well, just like always." Amu lied, and she caught Sora's disapproving look. Sora stabbed his fried egg with a little more force than necessary.

Amu waved, "Got to catch up with a friend." Amu called out, but then she heard Sora's footsteps behind her.

"Amu... stay safe. I love you." Sora said, embracing Amu in a hug.

"Hey, I'll be back this afternoon." Amu complained, wriggling out of Sora's grasp. Sora chuckled.

"That sounds just like you." Sora said, ruffling Amu's hair, before turning back to the house.

"He always does that 'I love you' thing." Amu grumbled as she made her way down the street, then slid into an alleyway. "It's a shortcut at least." Amu said, disregarding the fact that she always felt scared walking down this way.

Amu heard a ruffling noise, then the sound of air being pushed, then a "Look out!" as a black and white blur just missed her nose, it rolled and then was stopped as it hit a tuff of grass. A soccer ball. Not only that, it was glowing green.

"Shit, now we're going to have to raise your memory." A brown haired boy remarked. A blonde stood behind him.

"What?" Amu demanded.

"I'm sorry." Said the blonde, and then a white energy formed at his hands. Amu took a step back nervously, and was caught by the brown haired boy. Amu struggled, then looked at the white energy ball.

"Yours is white?" Amu remarked dryly, "Makes sense, you must be a innocent, pure of hearted person, who regrets what he's doing."

Then a branch surrounded in gold flew into the blonde, and Amu turned to see Sora. Amu looked to him in relief.

"Sora!" Amu called out in panic, and then the brown haired guy realised Amu in shock.

"Hey, you're one of us! We got a girl here, who knows too much..." the brown haired guy trailed off, and Sora looked at him, before turning to Amu.

"Let's get you out of here." Sora said, and then the brown haired guy looked at Sora.

"You can't let her get away." The brown haired guy yelled at Sora, and then Amu started to cry as the brown haired guy threw a punch at Sora.

"Don't kill him!" Amu demanded, and then Sora grabbed Amu's arm.

"Amu, he won't kill me. I'm afraid we'll have to visit the graveyard another time. This guy is going to let us go, he may not like it, but that's the situation." Sora said, and then picked Amu up, and then started to run.

-

"Wash it out, wash it all out!" Sora shouted at Amu on the other side of the door. Amu nodded, and washed all blonde out of her hair, so it was a vibrant pink. The only reason Amu had it dyed was because her foster parents believed that pink was unnatural for a hair style.

Amu then walked out of the bathroom, and then Sora handed her a certificate, Amu looked at it blankly.

"It's a acceptance to the best school in the country..." Sora admitted, and Amu jumped up and down, and gave Sora a huge huge, "But Amu, it's an all boys school. I'm going too, but we'll have to keep your gender a secret, okay."

Amu nodded, "I'll pick some of your clothes that fit me out." She grumbled, and then Sora smiled.

"You'll be able to have any occupation when you grow up, if you go to this school. You'll be able to do sports without being judged. You'll go to the same school your father went to, and mother was raised in, since she was the headmasters daughter." Sora smiled, "Because of you, we got in. But they didn't know your gender." Sora admitted.

Amu nodded, and Sora held up a pair of sissors.

"It'll grow back." Amu said, giving permission for Sora to cut her hair.

Amu looked at the floor where the pink strands of hair were falling like leaves, and then sighed. No matter what it took, Amu was going to make her parents proud, even by joining a boys school. Amu had no qualms or worries about going either. If Sora was there, the gods and her family was watching over her, then nothing could go wrong.

That wasn't to say nothing could go right, either.