Hello there. Thank you for reading. Just clearing a few things first:

This is the real Music of the Heart, I have redone it because the other one was just plain confusing, wierd and horrible.

I do not own any of the characters, or Gauken Alice nor can I ever have a dream of becoming a writer.

So Thank you for even skimming through this rambling. There will be more at the bottom. ;]

Chapter One

There was once a song I found solace in. Where my heart would calm down and I would feel content and happy. My mother used to sing it to me when I felt sad or lonley. She would hug me and hold me close. She would sing it softly in my ear and I would forget all of my troubles.

There once was a song that gave me love and joy. But the song only gave me those feelings when she sung them to me. Those feelings are gone now. All that is left is when I sing it to myself, but it dosen't have the same effect anymore.

I closed my eyes and a memory flashed:

"Mikan, baby are you alright?"

"Mamma, why does everyone hate me? Did I do something to them?"

"No sweetie. Your just special."

And then she sang her song to me and my tears slowed.

She sang,

"Come stop your cryin'
and we'll be alright Just take my hand, hold it tight.
I will protect from all around you, I will be here dont you cry.
For one so small, you seem so strong.
My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm,
This bond between us cant be broken,
I will be here dont you cry

'Cos you'll be in my heart, yes you'll be in my heart,
From this day on now and forever more.

You'll be in my heart, No matter what they say, You'll be here in my heart,
Always.

Why can't they understand the way we feel,
They just don't trust what they cant explain.
How know your different Deep inside us, where not that different at all

And you'll be in my heart, yes you'll be in my heart,
From this day on now and forever more.

Don't listen to them, 'cos what do they know.(what do they know)
We need each other, to have to hold.
They'll see in time, I know.

When destiny calls you, you must be strong (you godda be strong)
I may not be with you, but you got to hold on.
They'll see in time, I know.

That your there together 'cos

You'll be in my heart,
Believe me, You'll be in my heart.
I'll be there from this day on, now and forever more.
Ooh you'll be in my heart (you'll be here in my heart)
No matter what they say (I'll be with you)
You'll be here in my heart (I'll be there)
Always

Always I'll be with you,
I'll be there for you always Always and always.
Just look over your shoulder I'll be there always."

And then just as soon as the memory appeared, it was gone. In that instant I knew my decision, I got out the suitcase and packed everything I had. My guitar and violin as well.

I walked out of my room, turned of the light and said a final good-bye. I said good-bye to all of the memories the good and the bad.

I walked down the stairs to be met with a tall blonde male, I gave him a short nod and he took my bags.

"Mikan. How long were you living alone for?" The man asked.

"A while." I answered softly.

"Mikan? Can you tell me how long a while is?" He asked again.

"Since she left." I whispered with tears in my eyes. The last time I saw her was two days before my 7th birthday. I am now 14.

"Mikan! Please let me know." He asked again, this time frustrated. I flinched.

"8." I answered.

"MIKAN! 8 What?" He yelled.

"Years." I yelled back tears rolling down my cheeks.

He pulled me into a hug. No words expressing his emotions.

"Sorry." He apologized after a minute. I nodded and walked to the black car parked in the front. I got in and waited, it was the molment I had dreaded yet looked foward to. I was going to a music school, It's called Gauken Alice.

People there have to have talent, but they also have to have a thing called an alice. An alice was almost like a super-power, only people didn't think people with alice's were super-hero's at all. Just freaks and horrors to thier perfect society. -Note my sarcasm. I looked through the window to watch all of my life go by. The memory of my mother lingered in this town and I don't know how long I could take it anymore than I already had.

I had hope through out the years that my mother would come back, so I stayed. Where she knew she could find me. But as the years went by the hope dimmed till all that was left was an imaginary thread. By then I had come to terms, and so I took an imaginary pair of sissors and crushed my own hope to pieces.

What was the point anyway huh? I was just a freak, for God's sake my mother didn't want anything to do with me.

"Narumi? Did you know her?" I asked the man driving.

"Who?"

"My mother." I said.

"Yes. She was a very kind and talented woman. She cared for you a lot." He replied.

I shook my head.

"She didn't though."

"Huh?"

"Care, for me." I said. If she really did care, why did she leave her daughter days before her birthday without so much of a word, or hug, or note. She just packed up and left. How could she, I was a monster, I had powers that she was scared of right? That was the reason she left and I had come to terms with it.

"She really did though. Ah! Look we have arrived." He said joyfully looking out the window toward the school that would now also be my home.

This would be the start of a wonderful thing, no? No. I was here for answers so I could move on and forget all of my pain. The pain that only I knew, only I felt.

Oh and did I forget to mention? I might also be dying.

Hello there again old chum. :P

Well that was my attempt of doing this over and hopefully better.

I was never really good at updating, so all of my stories died. And I will probably never continue them. So if you happen to read one of them (OTHER THAN THIS ONE!!!) You can assure yourself that I have advanced in my skill at writing. At least I hope so.

If you happen to like one of my other stories tell me and I might continue it, although I highly doubt it.

Oh yeah, and through out this story, someone is proofreading it and revising it. She is not a Beta, but to me on this story she is very similar to one. (Close friend.)

Credit to her: TheDarkestNightmare

Well, cheerio old friend,

Kat. (Or Angel as I used to call my self. And then I realized. I am deff not an angel. OR anywhere close to one.)