The Tears That Froze Time

Hello all! I actually really wanted to write chapter 3 of Years Gone By, but there's nothing. Nada. No inspiration. So, instead, I decided to do this. Don't blame me if this turns out bad. I'm not at the best piece of mind right now.

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Dedication: My reviewers, as usual. :) Happy Late Birthday Anna Umenomiya!

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Disclaimer: Nope, not mine.

P.S. As much as I love Persona, he's not a good guy in this fic. :(

/Chapter 1- You're Not Wanted/

Persona looked at his student, a sense of confidence that he would never fail, washing over him. How would he fail? No, how could he fail? He was Natsume Hyuuga, and the mission was easy. Too easy. That was disappointing, actually, to have a mission waste so much of his time, and actually be no challenge for the boy. The Black Cat was probably thinking that it was not difficult, that it was surprisingly simple. That there was nothing interesting or special about it.

Persona thought that this mission would be finished in no time. That there would be no problems about it whatsoever. Nothing would go wrong, and Natsume would still be the same quiet and ruthless boy he was. One who would always follow his orders like the puppet that he was. Nothing would change. Except that they would earn big money.

Oh, how wrong he was.

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Mikan gave a small sigh as she stared out at the deserted and empty of humanity forest. How sad it was, to live right in the middle of a forest in Kyoto. It was disturbing, really, to not hear another human beings talking to you, to not have any signs of life other than the birds or beasts of the forest. She shook her head, and mildly reminded herself that her best friend was coming to visit today. How happy that made her! She would visit every two weeks and bring some treats and supplies for Mikan. What a good friend she was!

"I know!" the brunette answered her own thoughts. "She is! Though I wished she would stop hitting me with that gun of hers. It hurts so much!" She whined childishly, then smacked her face with her palms to remind herself that she could not cry.

No, not this time. She couldn't afford to lose someone anymore.

Not like she did a year ago.

"Mikan! Stop! Don't!"

"You're a monster! Get away from me!"

"But I- I just, wanted to help!"

Mikan shook her head at the thoughts and memories. It was no use remembering such things. Besides, it was the other person's fault. They always blamed her, not even understanding her place and situation. All she wanted to do was to help. They just pushed her away. They didn't know anything.

"What are you doing, idiot?" A brown head whipped around to see a stoic looking girl, with a bag of supplies in her left hand, and the other, - gulp – a Baka Gun.

BAKA BAKA.

"What was that for?" Mikan gave a whine as she rubbed her new bump.

"That was for ignoring me, idiot. You could at least give me a grander welcome, instead of having me sneak in." Hotaru replied. With a huge smile on her face, Mikan flew herself on the girl.

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It was an hour after Hotaru had left, leaving the girl extremely happy, her mood all pulled up high. With her eyes shining, she opened her mouth for a song.

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Natsume seriously did not know where he was. The last thing he remembered was clutching the teleportation stone. Where he was, he had no clue. All he knew was that it was in a forest. Making his way deeper in the forest, his ears picked up a song, a singing voice, melodious and sweet, yet Natsume flinched. He had not heard someone sing like that for a long time. Last time was when his mother sang to him her last lullaby.

He did not need to hear this singing. It was revolting. With a determined narrow of his eyes, he knew that it was necessary to wipe out the pest here and then.

Mikan gave a soft smile as she finished her song. It was one that her mother had sung to her before she left her alone with her deceased grandpa.

"I miss Grandpa." She murmured softly.

"You'll meet him soon…" a husky but dangerous voice broke her from her thoughts. ". . . little girl. . . "

And when Mikan Sakura turned around, all she saw was red.

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T_T This was horrible! There are no words to describe how bad this is. I feel like a failure. There is no hope for me, or for this story. Terrible, revolting, I feel so sad just writing it! Someone save me! Should I just give up?

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Ria departing sadly! (Elle)