Morg: Heyo! I know what you're all thinking 'Oh man she's writing another story? What the hell!'

Ikuto: Wow. That's exactly what I was thinking.

Amu: Ikuto you baka!

Ikuto: So why are you starting another one before you finish your others?

Morg: The ides are flowing. I actually have a file of just saved ideas for sexy Amuto stories.

Ikuto: I like the sound of that!

Amu: I don't and you don't own us!

~Unspeakable~

"Hinamori Amu you've been placed in a new home."

The owner of the voice waited for some sign from the young girl to show that she'd heard her, but nothing came. The pinkette stared at the wall without showing any emotions or signs of life. If she hadn't been breathing, the woman would've thought she was dead.

She knew that Amu wasn't ignoring her. She wasn't really ignoring anyone; she was just caught up in her own little world and couldn't figure out how to escape. Most of the time she was reliving her memories.

No one knew how many times she was molested and almost raped in the different homes she'd been sent to. The fathers and brothers always started out nice and they tried to help her but eventually they'd all break down and end up doing the same things. They were fairly certain she was still a virgin, but even Amu didn't know that for a fact.

"Don't worry my dear; this home is different from the others. You'll be safe there."

Amu didn't react until her bags were packed for her and she was loaded into a car. For a split second she made eye contact with the woman that had been taking care of her. The woman burst into tears as the car pulled away. Amu almost completely forgot everything about the place she was leaving before the car was around the corner.

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"Tsukiyomi Ikuto you've been placed into a new home."

Ikuto stared at the person speaking to him without seeing them. He had a tendency to watch things that moved but his eyes never actually seemed to follow the movements. It wasn't as if he was purposely shutting these people out. He was just too busy with the things going on inside of his head. His past had a way of interfering with his present and he wasn't completely sure how to tell which one was which.

The man in front of him packed his bags and pulled his arm as he led him out to a car. Ikuto was pushed inside along with his bags. The man buckled his seatbelt and sighed. "This place will be different Ikuto. I'm sure you won't be molested again."

Ikuto stared at him again without seeing or actually hearing him. He barely remembered ever getting molested since it didn't fully register in his mind that it happened. He'd never been actually raped, but then again no one knew for certain and Ikuto wasn't in a state to tell. The car pulled off and made its way down the street without Ikuto noticing his own departure.

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Amu's car stopped in front of a large house. The driver got out and went up to ring the doorbell. He wasn't comfortable with the girl in his car. She hadn't spoken or even moved the entire six hour drive no matter what he did to get her to talk. Now he just wanted her out of his car and out of his life. She was creepy and almost doll like.

The door was opened by a young woman probably in her thirties. "May I help you?"

The driver scratched the back of his head and looked back at the car. "Yes, I'm here to drop off Hinamori Amu. I'll need you to come and take her out of the car. She doesn't seem to know where she is."

The woman smiled brightly at him before gracefully descending her front steps. She seemed to float through the air, but her feet were clearly on the ground. "Amu! It's so nice to finally meet you. Let's get you inside so you can settle in."

Amu didn't respond. She stared at the seat in front of her. The woman grasped her hand and pulled her from the vehicle. She led the younger girl up the stairs and into the house. Amu's body was used to following the commands of others. She seemed to follow the lady without a struggle. Her mind wasn't aware of anything. She was deep in her past reliving a particularly painful night.

The woman set her on the couch and Amu stared at the far wall without her gaze ever reaching it. The woman sat down in front of her and stared into her eyes. "You're so beautiful! It'll be my pleasure helping you heal!"

Before she could say anything else the doorbell rang again. She opened the door to find a man on her front step. "May I help you?"

The man scratched the back of his head and looked towards his car. "I'm here to drop off Tsukiyomi Ikuto. You'll need to come down and help him out of the car yourself since he doesn't respond to much."

The lady nodded and descended the stairs the same way she had to get Amu. She opened the door and unbuckled Ikuto before helping him out of the car. He was in almost the exact same state as Amu. The woman smiled as she led the boy up the stairs and into the living room. She had the driver leave his bags near Amu's before leaving.

The woman set Ikuto on the couch next to Amu. Unlike Amu he seemed to stare at objects rather than nothing although his eyes didn't focus on them. She felt a little uncomfortable under his unseeing gaze but waved it off. "Well hello you two! I'm going to be your guardian. You can call me Midori. I know you aren't very lively right now but I'm sure you can at least hear me. You can move about the house freely but I expect you to stay on the property for now."

After getting no response from either faces Midori sighed and moved to stand. "I'll leave you here for now. Enjoy your afternoon while I put your things away."

XXXIKUTO'S POVXXX

(A.N. I know what you're all thinking! Morg never does this! Well I am damnit!)

I moved down a dark hallway unsure of where I was going but positive of what I was going to find. Her screams still echoed in my ears. I was afraid to enter the door before me, but I had no choice as my body moved to open it. My eyes found her instantly. She was mangled on the ground with blood all around her. The walls were covered with it. Splattered in some places and smeared in others as if she'd tried to get away from her tormenter.

I ran to her side and rolled her onto her back. Her face still held her horror as I looked into her open unseeing eyes. She was gone. The door slammed shut on its own accord as I cradled her lifeless body to my seven year old chest. 'Mama!' I cried for this woman that raised me. She was gone and I had no one. Through my tears I noticed that the back of the white door was covered in her bloody hand prints.

My tears were gone and I began to shiver. Her blood coated my arms, legs and torso. I got up to leave but found the door locked. I began screaming. For my already dead father, for my now dead mother and for myself. I didn't want to stay in that lifeless room. I needed out. I needed my mother to be alive and not brutally murder by some psychopath that had kept me alive and well while he tortured and raped her.

I felt myself drifting off to sleep against the bloody door. I shuffled back and clutched my mother's dead body to me as I faded away from the world. I wasn't discovered until almost a week later. I too was on the brink of death.

XXXAMU'S POVXXX

(A.N. I refuse to repeat myself.)

I pushed myself further under my bed and hoped to God that my father wouldn't find me there. My mother and I had been planning to run away from him. We were supposed to leave in the morning, but he found out. My mother screamed for me to hide and I ran away from him. My younger sister was already dead by the time I made it to my bed.

She was only a baby but I watched him shake her until she stopped crying. Her lifeless body hit the wall with a sickening thud before sliding to the floor. Blood pooled around her tiny four month old body. My mother tried to prevent him from coming after me. She knew that he'd do much worse to my six year old body before killing me.

I watched from under my bed as he pushed her to the floor and raped her. He smashed his fist into her face until she stopped moving. Her blood coated the door frames and walls. He knew she was dead as he pulled out of her unsatisfied. 'Come out little Amu. Papa's not going to hurt you.'

I pushed further under my bed and tried to make myself invisible. He looked around my room and saw that my window was open. Cursing he shoved himself back into his pants and ran from the room. I heard the front door open and close. I crawled out from my hiding spot and inched closer to my mother. I knew she was dead. Her eyes were open and she was no longer breathing. 'Mama!' I cried until everything felt hot.

I didn't know that he'd returned. He poured gas throughout the living room and set it on fire. Just before he ran out the front door his eyes found me clutching onto my mother's body. He sneered as he slammed the door and ran away. I tried my hardest to pull my mother out of the house. Her body was too heavy. I managed to move my sister out, but she was already dead.

Hours later the fire department showed up to put the fire out. The blaze had consumed my mother's body and burnt it to a crisp. The police men asked me what happened and I told them. 'Papa got angry.'

XXXMIDORI'S POVXXX

(A.N. I know she's Amu's real mom but not in this story.)

I watched them sit together on the couch. I am unaware of their pasts but they no longer matter. One way or another I'll bring them back to the present. I requested for both of them because I knew that they'd need someone else that had been through a similar childhood to relate too. People told me I was crazy. People told me that they were hopeless and I should just let them be put into a mental hospital. But I knew. I knew that I could heal them. They needed more time and for someone to actually care about them. Someday they'd wake up from their pasts and live their futures.

XXXNORMALXXX

Midori cooked dinner while Amu and Ikuto continued to sit on the couch. They didn't move and they didn't speak. She knew that she'd have her work cut out for her as she tried to find ways to break them from their trances. She pulled them one at a time into the dining room and sat them at the table. She was surprised to find that they both ate without being forced to. Their hands managed to find their silverware after shuffling around on the table. There wasn't food on their forks every time, but close enough.

Midori had to pry their utensils away after their food was gone to stop the motions that their bodies were going through. Neither one looked at their plates. Their heads did not change from their erect positions and their bodies remained stiff and upright. "Well aren't you two just like robots. Don't worry we'll figure something out."

She bustled to clean up the kitchen after she'd taken them back into the living room. This time she sat them in two chairs so they'd face each other. Midori was certain that from where they were both sitting, they were staring into each other's eyes. She gave herself a small pat on the back because even if their eyes didn't seem to see, she knew they would.

XXXIKUTO'S POVXXX

Voices could be heard from outside my bloody tomb. The room stank of the dead and I wanted to call out to them, but nothing worked. My body was too weak. I couldn't move.

'Something smells horrible down this hall. Should we check it out?'

'Might as well.'

The door was opened and the two men froze at the sight they saw. I weakly picked my head up to look into one of their eyes. He gasped at the sight of me still alive.

Something happened. Something strange. Something new. Before he always had blue eyes. I always looked into his blue eyes. Then he came forwards and picked me up while the other guy propped the door open and checked my mother's lifeless body. I know he had blue eyes because they were the last thing of the present world I saw before my memories took over.

This time as I looked up into his eyes I saw gold. I saw golden eyes and she wasn't a boy.

XXXAMU'S POVXXX

The police man hugged me tight after I told him about papa. He told me not to worry and that everything would be okay now. They were going to catch my papa and they weren't going to let him hurt me. He wrapped me in his coat and put me in his police car.

Something changed. Something different. Something new. His scent was a vivid musky older man smell. It was on his coat and it filled his car. I remember because I fell asleep to that smell and never woke from my dreams again.

This smell now was different. It was clean and young. It smelled like the boys of the neighborhood but only better. I caught of whiff of blueberries and chocolate. Before I fell asleep he opened the door to get in, only he wasn't an older man. He was young.

XXXNORMALXXX

Midori let them sit that way for most of the evening. She tried not to feel guilty about it since she decided that they were bonding in their own special way. She wondered if they were aware of each other yet or not although it didn't really matter if they were.

After it got dark she led them upstairs to their rooms. She put Amu in a night gown and tucked her into her bed. She wasn't sure if she was going to go to sleep or not, but she needed to tuck in Ikuto too so she couldn't stay and see.

Midori crossed the hall to a distinctly manlier room. She'd left Ikuto standing near his door as she went to help Amu. She laid his pajamas on his bed and left. Fifteen minutes later she came back but he still hadn't changed. Sighing she moved to take off his shirt. His eyes seemed to lock onto her as she moved, but they didn't see her and she knew that.

Midori's eyes widened in surprise as she finished putting him to bed. She stood in the hall between the two rooms and glanced back and forth between their two closed doors. Neither one was even aware of her changing their clothes. She understood now why the agency was so concerned about who they could be with. They were completely vulnerable. She was going to have to watch over them very closely whenever guests were around. She knew she didn't have to worry too much considering she rarely had people over, but still. It was her job to protect them and she was going to give it her all.

XXXAMU'S POVXXX

I was running through a field of flowers while my younger sister and my mother laughed with me. I stopped and giggled back at them. Someone stood on the edge of the field of flowers. She had pink hair just like me so I ran to her. 'Hello! Would you like to play with us?'

She smiled sadly and shook her head. 'I'm sorry Amu but I can't play with you although I would love to watch.'

I smiled back at her and twirled several times. She kept her sad smile on her face but clapped for me. My little sister Ami had just turned two. She came running over and clutched to me as she looked up at the stranger. My mother came and scooped us both up into her arms as she too looked at the strange girl. 'Who are you?'

The girl sighed and smiled. 'I'm nobody important. I just like watching you play together.'

My mother nodded and smiled before running off with me and my sister. We continued to giggle and laugh until it got dark. Then a storm came. I was frightened and hugged my mother tight to me as she held my sister too. I screamed and cried but the wind picked up. Suddenly my mother was ripped from my arms and carried off with my sister. I saw the girl at the edge of the meadow. She was watching them disappear into the sky before her big sad gold eyes turned to me. 'Don't be sad forever little one. They're with God now.'

I woke up screaming for my mother. The room around me was unfamiliar. This wasn't my house. I stopped my screaming so that my father wouldn't come in and beat me for waking up. The door to the room I was in creaked opened and I immediately hid under my blankets. I didn't want him to hit me. I listened fearfully as the man crossed to my bed. He picked up my blankets and looked at me. I stared back up at him. He wasn't my father. "W-ho are you? Wh-why are you in my house? Wh-where's mama?"

I couldn't stop my tears from falling. He wasn't scary and he looked like he didn't know me either. "Stop crying. I don't know where they are. I don't know where I am. I'm afraid. Can I sleep with you?"

I nodded my head and scooted over. He climbed into my bed and hugged me close to him. I don't know why I felt so safe until his smell hit my nose. He smelled like the new smell of the cop. I turned over to look at his face. He looked back into my eyes and seemed to be a little surprised. I giggled and hugged him close. He was the police officer that caught my papa. "Thank you for saving me."

XXXIKUTO'S POVXXX

My mother and I were in the mall. I was holding her hand and smiling as she and I looked at all of the stores. She ruffled my blue hair with her free hand and pointed to an ice cream shop. 'Do you want to stop for ice cream Ikuto?'

I smiled up at her. 'Please!'

She laughed and tickled me a little before we headed into the shop. I told the man what I wanted and he scooped it into a cone before handing it to me. My mother got hers and we paid. She and I went outside the mall to sit in the sun while we ate our ice cream. She told me a story about an evil witch and brave prince. She told me that someday I was going to rescue a princess of my own. I told her that she was my princess and that I didn't need another girl. She just laughed and ruffled my hair.

I finished my ice cream and swung my legs as I sat on the bench next to my mother. Her phone rang so she answered it. I looked around and spotted a tall boy standing in the shadows. I jumped down from the bench and ran over to him. 'Hello! Do you want to play with me?'

He smiled down at me but shook his head. I could tell that he was sad. 'Not today Ikuto. I just want to watch you be happy with you mother.'

I smiled back up at him and waved as I ran back to my mother. 'Okay!'

I was almost to her when a big man walked up to her and shot her with a gun. I screamed and dropped to the ground. The tall boy that I'd just talked to walked up to see me covered in her blood. 'Don't worry Ikuto, she's with God now. Don't be sad little one.'

I woke up to the sound of screaming. It sounded like a woman. I jumped out of my bed and ran to the door. I didn't recognize where I was but she didn't sound too far away. I knew that I needed to find her so that I could save her. Maybe it was my mama. This time I'd free her from that bad man.

I opened the door to the room the woman was in. I watched as she dove under her blankets. I didn't understand why she was afraid of me so I moved closer. I lifted the blankets to look at her. She had pretty pink hair and she wasn't my mother.

She stared up at me with her big fearful eyes. "W-ho are you? Wh-why are you in my house? Wh-where's mama?"

I didn't know who her mama was. I didn't even know where my mama was. I was afraid of the strange place but she looked familiar. Tears began leaking out of her eyes. I didn't want her to cry. "Stop crying. I don't know where they are. I don't know where I am. I'm afraid. Can I sleep with you?"

She nodded her head and moved over so I crawled up next to her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close. She was warm. She rolled over to stare into my eyes and then I recognized her. She had golden eyes. Just like the man that saved me. But he wasn't a man anymore. He was a girl with gold eyes. She giggled and pulled me closer to her before saying, "Thank you for saving me."

I didn't know what to say. Maybe she was the princess my mother told me about. I don't remember saving her though. She was the one that saved me. I hugged her closer until she fell asleep. I felt my eyes getting heavier until I too fell asleep.

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Morg: Well there you have it. The first chapter!

Ikuto: Why do I sound so childish in my POV?

Amu: Yeah me too?

Morg: Because your minds are trapped in your six and seven year old states. You really think you are that age despite how old your bodies are. This is the first time you've 'woken up' from your trances in a long time.

Ikuto: Don't give everything away before the next chapter!

Amu: Yeah we don't want that!

Morg: I know this one is different than my other ones, but hell why not have a little variety eh? Review if you liked it. Flame me if you didn't!