Alright. Another Amuto FanFic. Well, hope you enjoy. This is another revised storyline...

I don't own anything from Shugo Chara.

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I never wondered about my safety until that day. I never worried about what would happen to me, because he would always protect me. He would always run up and save me at the last second. Not this time. That was the only time. I never knew who he was. All I knew, was that he was my guardian angel.

My name is Amu Hinamori. On September 4th, I learned to love. I learned what it is to make a sacrifice. I learned what it is to be a best friend. I learned what it is to be a family. I learned what it was like to die.

Heaven is a lot more official than you would guess. I mean, you actually have paperwork. I mean...really? I died when I was 17, and then I have to keep doing work in Heaven? Well, it isn't that bad, but it is a bit annoying. Thankfully, whatever papers you need seem to suddenly appear in your back pocket. I wonder what happens if someone dies naked? …Better not to dwell on that.

Anyhow. Apparently, if you still have something unfinished on earth, you get sent back as a guardian angel. I doubt anyone knows what that "unfinished business" is until you finish it. I'm at that stage right now. Getting everything ready for my return to earth. I don't think it matters much though, no one will be able to see me.

While I'm waiting, I'll tell you about my life. I have the time. I'm sure you'll find it interesting in some way. Here goes:

At age seven, that's as far back as I remember him, I was playing with my sister, who is a year younger than me, and my best friend, Rima. We were playing catch at the park. Ami, my sister, gave an extra spurt of energy and threw the ball really far. I ran after it. Of course, the ball went into the street. I was a kid, I didn't care about cars, I just wanted the ball. Right before I stepped onto the street, someone grabbed me by my arm. A midnight-blue haired boy had pulled me ball milliseconds before a car flew past the road. Had I taken that step, I would've died then, instead of now.

When I was 10, a another life-threatening incident happened. I was following my mom to the grocery store. I walked a few feet behind her. As we passed a construction sight, I took no notice of the iron beam threatening to fall from 50 feet above me. He saw it. He somehow knew that the cord holding the beam was about to break. He somehow knew I was 1 step away from death. He saved me.

When I was 14, I almost died again. I was standing 4 floors off the ground, on a balcony, in a brand new shopping mall. I had no idea the balcony was unstable and was about to break off from the rest of the building. He still protected me. I heard a slight crack, then someone grabbed me from the waist. He pressed me to his chest and watched the balcony crumble and fall to the ground. Thankfully, it crushed no one.

When I was 17. He didn't save me. I don't know why he didn't save me. I was with Rima and Ami, shopping. I was with the people I cared for the most, when three men, who I think were drunk, came up behind us and grabbed us by our wrists.

I immediately turned and hit my captor in the face. From somewhere on his person, he drew a knife. I jumped back. Distracted, the other two of our captors let Rima and Ami slip out of their grasp. I shouted at them to run. Thankfully, they complied, glancing worried glances back at me.

I fought back as best I could. I was trying to make noise. People were finally starting to notice the fight when something hit me in the chest. I felt searing pain all over my body. I felt cold, and dizzy. Then my mind fogged complete, and I didn't fell anything. I woke up in Heaven. I was dead.

He didn't save me. He didn't rescue me that time. My unfinished business was to find out why. At least, that's what I though.

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Right! How's That? Hm? Good? Yes, No? Anyway, sorry if the title confuses you~ I'm a Latin freak. xD. Go Google translate it if you want to know. Thanks for reading!