-squel- Look its the Sequel, O_O, I knows right. Any who thank everyone for supproting me when I was writing A Cat Ear for Music, I really appropriate it. And for those who spread the word about it thanks.

I disown everything, except the storyline

I did it for her, so she could have a normal life and I would be some distant person in her life. She needed someone normal, someone safer. I wasn't any of the two, though most of the threat that was after me gave up, but that still didn't mean I wasn't a threat. At the time I decided it was better to be that way, but a little part didn't give up on her just like how I don't want.

I don't remember what happened, just the flames and pain from the crumbling building. Yet I woke up with nothing, nothing other then burned, dusty clothes, and in the middle of some field on the end of town. I don't know what I was thinking at the time, but I stayed there for a while, hiding out in the trees for a good week or so. I found Yoru the second day; he wasn't so giving on information at all.

Time pasted, another week really, before I figured checking up on her was best. She was unharmed, physically that was, but I could tell there was a part missing…me. It was the stupidest thing I could have done, cause from that day on I stayed close, hiding in the shadows. She made life miserable, hiding was unbearable, I want to just pop out of no where and tease her like always. It was stalkerish, but it was something I needed to do, I needed to see her get over me before I moved on and left her.

Three years passed and she didn't get over, she tried, and she tried hard, but it didn't work. However her first boyfriend since the fire, was right, we couldn't get over each other. I was to close to her again, it was torture, just watching her and having no power over what happens. I played my violin, which was magically saved, for her when she was restless or worried, she would sometimes go looking and I had to hide, making her painfully think it was in her head.

Tonight though I was way to close, way cross where I had driven the line three or so years ago. I was in her apartment, or townhouse, or whatever you wanted to call it. However to be specific I was in her room, by her bed, way to close for my liking. If she woke up without warning I was screwed. She had cried herself to sleep, still her in clothes from the day before. She had gone to see the Kiddy King; he plainly told her the reality of her situation and that she best move on.

Her pink hair was still up in ponytail, she was hugging a pillow around her middle, resting her head on another one. She remembered to kick her shoes off; her black stockings were still on though. Her breathing was soft, despite what the sobbing had been before. She was semi curling into a ball, occasionally she would pull closer or stretch out, maybe mumble a few uncatchable words.

I ran my hand along her hair, without really realizing what I was doing. She made a face and moved her head around about; I froze, and pulled away. I didn't hide; I just sat there and watched her, coming to eye level with her on the floor. Slowly her eyes opened, the goldenness looking at me with sleep, I didn't move, frozen by the closeness.

"Ikuto?" Her voice was dripping with sleep and with luck I could talk her back to sleep and make her thing it was all a dream. "What are you doing here?"

"Visiting." I whispered, getting close to her. "I'm sorry for waking you, go back to sleep."

"But the fire…and…you…" I didn't know if she was talking about life or a dream.

"I know…I know." I said petting her hair again.

"You promised…."

"I know, I'm sorry." I drew closer, letting my hair tickle her face. "Go back to sleep."

"Ikuto…I'm dreaming aren't I?" She asked sleep grabbing hold over her again.

I gripped the covers of her bed, I leaned close to her ear, intoxicating her with more dreamlike reality, or to her at least. "Yes…Amu…You are." I whispered, hating every word that spilled.

"Why are you here?" She said as sleep took her once again.

"Cause I can't stay away." I breathed in her ear, before straightening up. I planted a soft kiss on her forehead and turned to leave. I opened her window and jumped out into the night, making myself feel pain for not staying safely away.

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Amu's alarm woke her, yet sleep wasn't willing to uncurl itself from her. She sat up in her bed; she could feel the cool floor beneath her feet. She walked over to her desk, turning off her alarm clock with a yawn. She stretched slightly, before remembering the day was Saturday and she didn't have any classes. It was a crappy way to wake up on a day she hoped would be better then the day before.

It came to her slowly; everything was fine before she went out to dinner with her friends. Seeing Utau had never done her any good, she knew Utau was blood to him, so she could never really be all that happy around her. Her friends seemed to become rather feed up with her gloomy attitude for three years, and figured telling her the plain truth would help her get over it. Tadase seemed to think that at least, her other friends merely watched wordlessly, maybe a nod or a word here and there but nothing other than that.

She had come home in a teary mess, escaping right to her room, and flopping on her bed. She still hadn't really told people about her relationship with him. Utau figured they were closer then they should have been, but other than that she didn't know. It didn't help that she dreamed of him either, having a dream with within the dream. She had seen him, merely stuck in the flames, almost accepting what they were bring him. She had called for him to come back, but his tail merely danced and he walked farther away.

Then he was there in her room, watching her like he always did, seating on the floor like a kid with nothing else to do. His ears had twitched with movement. He didn't answer her questions like she would have wanted him too, and he had made her topple back into the dream of him and the fire. She commented on the weirdness of the dream, feeling her cat rub against her leg.

"Morning, Yonaka." She greeted, kneeling down to pet her black fur. She picked her up and strolled out of her room and to the kitchen. Yonaka meowed hungrily, jumping down from Amu's arms to the counter and over to her bowl. Amu smiled slightly, feeding her. Yonaka was in a way like Ikuto, aside from being a cat.

Amu walked over to the TV and flicked on, mainly so she could see what he weather was like. She ignored most of the news, listening to the things that only caught her ear, like some little kid being found and some criminal being locked away for good. Something about the Easter Fire made her stop and listen, turning around with her bowl of breakfast.

"After three long years, it seemed the cause of the Easter Fire as been discovered." The anchor said in an all business like voice. "It seems there were flammable chemicals in the basement, and some how, or someone ignited them. However officials have little clue who or what, and the former members want more then just that." The anchor turned to other news, and Amu stood there frozen.

Had Ikuto started the fire and stayed behind? Or had he possibly been trapped and then the chemicals were lit? She was shaking at the thought of both, that fact that Ikuto could have run away from her, with reasons she would never know. The fact that he could have possibly tried to get away but all together failed, it was something she would never know, but she wanted to. If Ikuto came again she was asking.

Yonaka's meow took her from her thoughts, and Amu smiled again, petting the cats head. A cool breezed raced past her and she turned to the source. The window in her main area was open, and she titled her head slightly in wonder. She didn't remember it being open before, and she remembered shutting it early the day before, for it had been pouring rain.

"Was the window…open…all night?" She asked, and Yonaka gave a hiss like meow, Amu really didn't think anything of it and quickly left to close it.

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