A/N: So I happened upon my old fanfic from awhile ago and I realized how inexperienced and painful it was to look at that thing, so I decided to revamp it now that I know what the heck I'm doing and how to write. Hope you all enjoy this; I'm going to try and make it better. :3 Enjoy!

Jumping at the sound of banging on the door, the small girl shot up from where she had been lying on the floor and clutched her forehead as a wave of pain washed over her. She blinked slightly, hearing screams coming from behind the door where the banging came from, but before she could investigate she was met by a tall, dark-haired boy staring down at her. She recoiled at the sight of him, not knowing who he was, but the boy dropped a bag at her feet and turned on his heel.

"Akito asked that you leave. Now."

Raising an eyebrow at the boy, the girl tilted her head in confusion as she felt another wave of pain rush through her skull and she touched the back of her head to ease the pain. Pulling her hand away after a moment or two, the girl gasped as a small red stain had formed on her fingers. Looking back up at the man, the girl was about to ask who Akito was when she heard a bone-chilling scream come from behind the door. Her head whipped around to see the door fly open and a flash of grey and orange get dragged back behind it before the wooden door was slammed once again. Shivering at the draft the door had created, the girl looked up at the boy once again, only to see him kneel down to her level, his dark eyes clouded in shadows as he touched her cheek.

"I am sorry, Usagi… But there's nothing more I can do…"

"But… Who are you?"

The boy blinked at her, surprised at her question, but soon he sighed and shook his head. "Nobody important, just go before Akito comes back and tries to throw another vase again."

Usagi raised an eyebrow once again at his statement, but soon grabbed her bag and started toward the outside door, turning back to look at the mysterious man one more time before she turned the knob and left the estate-another piercing scream ringing through the night as she picked up the pace and ran. She ran out of the compound, making it past the gate before it closed with a clang behind her and she heard a clap of thunder sound off overhead. Shivering lightly as she felt cold raindrops hit her from above, she picked up the pace once again and disappeared into the night.

After hours of running, the girl collapsed on a nearby doorstep and rubbed her aching feet. Pulling off her socks and inspecting the skin beneath them, the eight year old sighed and leaned against the doorframe as she checked the back of her neck once again. It wasn't bleeding as much as it had been, but it still ached. What the heck just happened? Where was she? Who was that boy who told her to leave? What was behind that door, screaming? She would probably never know…

The girl looked out at the rain, watching it pour in front of her and soon felt herself being lulled to sleep by the sound of it. Snuggling into the doorframe with a shiver, the child's raven locks fell into her face and provided a little more warmth in the cold evening air. She heard someone open the door, and she almost fell over at the loss of the solid mass keeping her up, but soon found a warmth encircling her small form as she looked up to see a woman with orange hair above her. Usagi was too tired to say anything to her, but she was also too tired to try and run anymore. Snuggling into the woman's chest, the child shivered once again as the woman bent over to grab the bag and bring them both inside.

Opening her eyes after a few moments, the small girl found a pair of blue-green eyes staring back at her and she blinked in surprise. The woman with orange hair appeared above her, patting the owner of the eyes lightly on the head before she addressed the girl on the couch. "Don't worry… You're safe here. Go back to sleep, you need your rest. We'll be here when you wake up."

She nodded, wincing lightly as she felt a warm cloth pressed to her injury, but soon she felt herself drifting back into her dream world.

Five Years Later

Light shone into her bedroom, slowly making its way over the horizon and soon a few rays fell onto the dark-haired girl's face. Grumbling lightly at the disturbance, the teenager pulled a pillow over her face and started the countdown… 3…2….1….

WHAM!

The girl flinched as she heard the door fly open and was about to check and see who it was when she felt two bodies tackle her on her bed and she yelped in surprise. Throwing the pillow off her face, the girl laughed when she caught sight of her mother and her sister on top of her. "And what do I owe the pleasure of this interesting wakeup call?"

"No real reason. Can't we just come in and love on you in the morning?" Kyoko teased, winking at her oldest as the girl rolled her eyes and turned over in bed, covering her head with her blankets in the process. The woman gave the covers a firm tug as she tackled the girl in a hug as Tohru laughed, thoroughly amused at her mother's antics. Feeling herself starting to giggle, Usagi rolled her eyes and allowed Kyoko to snuggle her tight in her arms. It had been almost forever since she felt a mother's touch… At least, that's what she felt like when she arrived in the Honda household five years ago. Since then, Kyoko made sure she was happy and healthy, just like a real mother would do for her daughter.

She had been taken in and cared for, cleaned up from whatever tussle she had been in when she left the strange house, and treated like she was one of Kyoko's own. Usagi had grown to love that woman and her daughter dearly, just like they were her real family. This was the family she had always wanted. The one she never got. Unfortunately for Usagi, her memories of anything before the night she appeared on the Honda doorstep had not returned to her; and for now, that was fine. The only time it bothered her was when her nightmares flared up around the same time she had appeared at their door.

"Anyway! It's time for breakfast and for you two to go to school! I told my boss I'd be in after I send you two off but you don't help when you sleep in," Kyoko laughed, shaking her head as she snapped her oldest out of her thoughts. Blue eyes stared up at the woman she called mother and she snuggled closer into the warmth. Last night had been one of the few where she remembered the night she came to her current residence, but she was not going to worry her mother or Tohru with her nightmares. No matter how vivid they were.

Shivering at the memory of the man who sent her away, it took another squeeze from her mother to get her to get up and dress herself. Today was not going to be a good one, despite the fun exchange she had been a part of to wake herself up, but she could feel it in her bones. Something was going to happen.

Later that night

Tossing and turning in her bed, the girl felt her head throb as a wave of pain rushed over her once again. Voices. All the voices. So many of them… Screaming. Calling to her… Everything was so strange. Those voices… They were so familiar… But distant at the same time… All these voices… Who did they belong to? All of them screaming to her, calling her name. Shuddering as she remembered the blood curdling screams that followed the slamming of the door, the cries of her name from right before she was struck. Everything was coming to her in waves, but none of it was making sense.

"USAGI!"

Her eyes flew open, her breathing became more labored as she bolted upright in bed and let her head fall into her hands. Breathing deeply, her shoulders shook in light sobs that erupted from her throat as she pulled her knees to her chest. The light from the moon shone in from her window and soon the girl caught sight of her suitcase under her bed and raised an eyebrow. Maybe the answer was in there. Sliding off her bed, the teenager unzipped the bag and opened it, only seeing emptiness inside. She rolled her eyes once again, tossing the bag across the room and grumbling in annoyance. She hated the fact that she had no idea who she was—or even why she was here, but when she heard her bag fall over from where it was and the sound of paper falling to the ground. It wasn't like a stack of papers, maybe three or four, but she heard them slip out from under the suitcase.

Craning her neck to see where the suitcase went, the dark-haired girl narrowed her eyes as she went to investigate. Slowly pulling the suitcase off the ground, the girl was met with several pictures on the ground before her. Tossing the small bag back onto her bed, the girl scooped up the photos and wandered to her desk in a trance. Snapping on the light, the dark-haired girl examined the items in her hand and felt her fingers trace along the faces in the photo. There were a grand total of twelve people whose faces could be clearly made out, but one kept lurking in the shadows. That one was the one who sent chills down her spine. Tossing the pictures into a pile as she looked through them, she came to a stop at one that happened to catch her eye. Staring at the photo before her, the girl saw herself surrounded by three children. One was a boy who had bright orange hair, another was a smaller female with golden hair, wrapped up in Usagi's arms, and the last was a boy with light hair and piercing violet eyes. That one was the one who drew her in. The one she focused on. This boy… He had been in her dreams, haunting her… All these years, he had been haunting her.

That was the straw that broke the camel's back. Tearing her eyes away from the photos, Usagi put them back in a pile and stuffed them into the suitcase on her bed. Rushing to her closet, the girl stuck her smaller things in the suitcase from all those years ago and went on to put her clothes into a larger bag. Scribbling down a note to her mother and her sister, the dark-haired girl slipped into a warm coat and left in the dark of the night-starting on her journey to her past.

A/N: Eh. I hope it's okay! I'll start on the second chapter now! Haha. Read and review?