First attempt at writing a Shugo Chara fanfic, so please be kind.

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I stirred from my sleep, barely registering the muffled voices that I recognized belonged to my parents'. I rolled around on my bed and looked to see what time it was; almost twelve o'clock. What could they possibly being doing down there?

Still a little groggy, I managed to get myself up and put on my favorite pair of fuzzy slippers. As I made my way downstairs, I noticed that the kitchen light was on. Figuering that they were just having a midnight snack, I decided to join them. As I got closer, I could hear my parents voices. They were talking to someone.

"-still can't believe it. After all these years... We thought..." My mom said. She sounded like she was crying. Why was she crying?

"It's okay, Honey..." Dad whispered, trying to comfort her. Why was he trying to comfort her?

"I'm sorry." said a voice. It was a males voice, smooth and cool. There was only one person I knew that talked like that. But it couldn't be...

"No, no, it's , you both had your reasons." Both? "All that matters is that you two are safe. " Said my dad, his deep voice almost boucing off the walls.

"That's right. Let's just forget about the past and talk about the present. So, what did you two do during your little 'vacation', hmm?" No way.

"Mom... Dad..." a voice said.

I stopped, the memories of that night rushing back to me.


The night she left, I had been up late, cramming for a spelling test that I was suppose to take the following morning at school.

What had made look up from my spelling book was the slight bang of the front door. Who would be up at this hour? I wondered.

Not knowing any better, I decided to take a look downstairs. I crept down the stairs quietly, careful not to wake my parents and sister. Once I got downstairs, I tip-toed to nearest window, the one in the living room. I swept the curtain to the side, straining my eyes. In the snow, I could shadily make out two people. One tall, having the structure of a male, the other one short and feminine. They both had small bags with them. Their mouths were moving; as quietly as I could, I slightly cracked the window open, just enough so that I could hear the wisps of a conversation. The two voices sounded familiar, yet over the stormy winds and the loud snores I could hear coming from my parents' room, I could barely hear them.

"-enough money for us-"

"...Me, too."

"Do you have everything you need?"

"Mhm."

"-you sure?"

"yes."

It sounded like Nee-chan and that Ikuto-nii that was always coming through her veranda. What were they doing talking so late?

"are...-regret it?

"I'm... -take me away."

Wait... what?

"Take me away"? What did she mean by that? She couldn't have possibly been going away, right? Otherwise Mama and Papa would have told me that Nee-chan was going away. So why was she saying that?

Then it hit me.

How could I have been so stupid?

Two lovers, meeting up in the middle of the night, with bags packed and ready with everything that they would possibly need.

They were leaving.

Together.

I snapped out of my thoughts when I realized that they weren't there anymore. I grabbed my coat and ran. I ran out of the house, not even caring if I banged the door on my way out. There was only one thing on my mind: stop her.

I had run a few blocks when I finally saw them. They were holding hands, shielded from the snow by an umbrella. On the other hand, they each had a suitcase.

"Nee-chan!" I shouted. "Nee-chan!"

She paused for a moment, but continued on walking. I yelled.

"Nee-chan! Amu nee-chan!" Tears were streaming down my face. Why wasn't she turning around? Surely she had heard me. Taking a deep breathe, I made one last attempt.

"AMU NEE-CHAN!"

She stopped. I smiled. She had finally heard me!

She turned her head around. She wasn't crying, like I had expected her to. She was smiling.

But I had never seen her smile like this before.

Her smile showed genuine happiness and affection. It was the smile of a maiden in love, running away with her beloved.

It was a smile that showed no regret.

She turned away and continued to walk away.

And I could only stand there, watching as her small back grew farther and farther away until finally, it was gone.

Unable to move, I stayed there. I was shocked for a few minutes, until the bitter night air brought me back to the cold and cruel reality. The most important person in my life had just walked out on me. On us. On her family and friends.

My heart shattered.

But I shed no tears.

Just turned on my heel and went home.


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