Falling in love… what does that mean anymore? Is there really a suitable definition for love? How about a name for someone who's fallen in an out of love just like that? Or someone who just can't or won't let go?

Everyone has a secret or two concerning things about love. Each lover has their own secrets whether it is a good or bad one. Traveling around with a huge secret can cause a huge burden. Yet, people choose to keep those secrets to themselves instead of sharing the burden. Why is that? Why do people choose that fate? I'm one of those people yet…. even I can't answer those questions. Why do I keep such a burden with me? Maybe it's because I don't want anyone finding out. Or maybe I'm just scared; scared of it happening all over again.

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There was once a Goddess who fell in love with a mortal. She decided to keep her love a secret and watched the man from her place in the skies.

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"Welcome to Forget-Me-Not-Valley, Claire!" Vesta cheered as a blond girl walked up the road leading to the valley. "I'm sure you'll love this place way more than Mineral Town."

I sure hope I do.

"Thanks, Vesta. It's nice to see you again," Claire said, "your farm is looking good." She glanced at the rows and rows or crops that were ready to harvest.

"Yep! After a lot of hard work your, farm will look just as good or maybe even better."

"I sure hope so. I'm really excited to start," I smiled a genuine smile, "I want to make my parents proud."

This made Vesta smile even more. She looked up and shouted at the sky. "Hear that, Alaina? William? You have a fine daughter!"

She turned back to a now red faced Claire. "Oh sorry," she laughed, "now to show you around."

They started walking at a quick pace. Claire sighed. This was just like Vesta; she didn't change a bit since she last saw her. She looked up at the sky.

Mom…Dad… I'll make you proud.

Lost in her thoughts, Claire didn't realize that Vesta had stopped walking and nearly bumped right into her.

"Your farm is going to be just up that road," she said pointing at a small road leading to what seemed like an empty plot. "One day you'll surpass me I just know it." She turned to a row of small houses. "That over there is the Inner Inn. Some people from Mineral Town come here often and stay there."

Claire's heart skipped a beat.

Mineral Town….

She shook her head. No, she wasn't going to be haunted by the past. "That's great. I'll still get to see my friends."

That made Vesta pause for a moment. She didn't hear the reason Claire left Mineral Town. That sudden decision; that sudden outburst that surprised and mystified everyone. "Sweetheart," she said as soft as possible as if Claire was a small scared kitten, "Why did you leave?"

Claire looked away. "I just didn't like the area. I wanted something bigger. Something more for my parents to look at."

Obviously, that was a huge lie but Vesta seemed to buy it. She wasn't the nosy type. She continued on with her tour of the valley, pointing at several buildings and talking about the different people. "That's the Blue Bar. Griffin and Muffy work there. It's just like the bar at Mineral Town but the drinks are much better… oh and down there's the beach. They do fireworks there during the summer. Oh and Kai…."

She kept going on until the sky started to get dark. "Oh my, the time has come and gone so quickly. Wait I need to show you one more place. It's the villa up there."

When they proceeded up the road, Vesta suddenly switched topics. "Oh right I need to tell you about one more person. This one's a real troublemaker. I suggest you stay as far away from him as possible."

"Why is that?"

"Well he—"

Suddenly, they heard yelling at the villa. "Come back you thief!" A girl's voice yelled out.

"Speak of the devil," Vesta hissed before a white haired boy came running down the road. "Stop you thief! You won't be stealing anything tonight!"

The boy obviously did not expect to run into anyone on his escape out. When he saw Claire and Vesta, a confused and amused look crept upon his face. He stopped in front of them and smiled. "Two lovely ladies today. Aren't I lucky?"

He cocked his head at the sight of Claire. "My my. Why hello there, beautiful."

Claire's face instantly reddened. She found it hard to speak. "W-wha…w-who are you?"

The boy bowed and focused his eyes on hers. "My name is Skye but you can call me Phantom Skye." He looked at a now angry Vesta. "I apologize but I'm in a hurry and must be taking my—"

"Oh no you won't!" a girl shouted as she marched down the road. "Give me back the stuff you stole from our kitchen!"

Skye turned his head a bit and smiled. "Three ladies? My my… what a marvelous night." He sighed and took a few steps so he was looking at all three of them. "But as I said, I am in a hurry….CHICK BEAM FIRE!"

Claire blinked…. Did he just say… What was wrong with him? Then she realized. She tried to lift her arm but she couldn't. Her whole body won't move. She glanced around and saw that Vesta and the girl were having the same problem.

In frustration, the girl shouted at Skye who was slowly taking his leave. "I can't believe you! Stealing things from us! You have no right!"

Skye simply laughed. "I'm only borrowing, my dear. Now don't get angry. You beautiful face need not be spoiled by your anger."

The girl flushed red but anger remained on her face.

Skye slowly crept away but before that, he turned back to Claire. "The moonlight tonight is beautiful isn't it?" he smiled, "Just like you."

Claire's face instantly reddened again. "W-wha…."

Skye laughed and walked away leaving them frozen until a couple minutes later.

"That thief," Vesta hissed, "he's always stealing things and always getting away with it."

The girl eyed Claire; the anger from before had slowly died away. "Hey, are you the new farmer?"

Claire nodded and the girl gave a small smile. "Hey. I'm Lumina. Nice to meet you."

"I'm Claire."

Lumina smiled but her smile quickly turned into distaste. "Sorry about what happened. Skye always causes trouble for us. Besides him, everyone else in this Valley are nice and peaceful." When they realized what time it was, Lumina said that she should head back. "I hope you enjoy it here, Claire."

Claire nodded thanks and followed Vesta to a small house in front of the empty plot.

"Tomorrow, you'll be a farmer again," she said and led her into the house. "There's not much but I guess you're already used to that from your early years in Mineral Town. I put a few extra changes of clothing in that box over there. There's a telephone over there, bookshelf, and your bed."

Claire walked over and got into the bed. She didn't feel tired at all but with another look at the sky, she knew it was indeed very late."

"Get some sleep… you'll need all the strength you can get."

Claire didn't respond and pretended that she was asleep. She waited until Vesta finally left before opening her eyes. Something about that thief made her uneasy. She tried to imagine what it was. His eyes all the way down to his clothes to the way he talks…

No! I will not fall for him! Not after what happened….

Suddenly, Claire found it hard to think much less breathe correctly. Her heart pounded against her chest as the events from a couple nights ago came flooding back to her. She clenched her pillow and tossed around on her bed.

She knew that sleep wasn't coming to her anytime soon…