Five months had acutally gone by.

And honestly, I had been afreaid to do anything, other than sneak a treat for my food supply once in a while.

In that five months?

Multiple search parties had happened, and I lost track after 6.

My mother and father have been in a break-down state, as If I was dead. But the solid, records from the police didn't help. They couldn't find me.

Ami had mentioned me before, and every time my mother would try to get her to tell if she knew where I was, but all that had happened then was my mama would tell my sister that I was gone, and they didn't know where I was. But she would say, 'she's in her room!' and my mother would cry more.

My mother had to postpone articles for a few months, as for my dad didn't find beauty in pictures as much, and would frown every time he saw the image of a sparrow, and murmur something along the lines of, 'my little sparrow…..'

My friends would occasionally stop by, and ask for news, while I barely listned from my door, and sometimes, even, Tadase would bring over gifty baskets to help my mother and father through this. My family through this…

As for Ikuto. He crossed my mind a lot. Maybe he's left again, looking somewhere elsee on the earth for a sight of me, anw time, any place or somewhere. Or maybe he's trying to forget me, or just recover from the idea of me gone, and get on with his life… but he wasn't as heartless as to forget about me, right?

I sighed, thinking out of the box, and flying downstairs to grab some food. And that's when I heard them, on the phone with the police. My parents.

"Yep…..Ok…I'm sorry to hear that…oh…. Good bye."

My mother jumped up quickly to get a reply from her husband, to figure out what was going on with the police, but he just hugged her, holding her close.

"They have to cancel the search parties, it's been months now." And the last thing I heard without losing it, was her cries, so I flew upstairs.

That's it. I was going to see my friends now.

The first person's house I flew toward was Rima's, then Tadase's. They seemed depressed bothe, but nothing too interesting, to comment about, or go into specific details for it.

The next house was Yaya's and what I saw her doing hurt my gut. Since I was right here, after all. I was hiding carefully behind objects, making way from the guardians, and their characters, too. Yaya was looking at pictures of all of us girls and guys together; the guardians.

Pepe was tearing up bubbly water droplets, while Yaya no longer had a smiled on her face, but a measly frown. Reminiscing probably hurt as well as thinking.

"Yaya, Dinner time sweety!" And what I didn't expect was, instead f jumping for joy to her mother's call, she sat up lazily and walked uneavenly out the door, pepe flying by her side.

I flew to the next house, shocked.

Nagihiko himself was looking depressed too, and his dancing was pathetic, I had to admit. His dancing was always full of life, and sparkled the room with glitter every time he set foot in that dancing dojo. But today, he was lifeless, and the room seemed dark, and colorless, even though he was wearing a bright purple kimono.

When I even went to check kukai, I left almost immediatl because he was kicking all different types of sporting balls at the fence, with a pained expression on his face, as his older brothers watched in amazement of how pumped up he was, and wondering how he was acting that way.

Then a ball almost hit me, and being my tiny size, I would have died, so I left.

I sighed, not wanting to see anymore, went to see Ikuto, and Utau, because kairi was too far out of town to visit.

I found my way into Ikuto's tan colored room, with his single bed, with blue sheets, and two navy pillows, and the additional book collection for a headboard. His room was simple, and had some music systems, and more bookshelfs around the windows.

But what I didn't see in there was Ikuto himself, but I heard him approaching.

I flew behind the curtains, and watched the door fly open, with an angry Ikuto, turning around in his room to meet the eyes of his sister.

"They couldn't have cancelled the search parties! It's only been five months!" He shouted agresssively toward his sister.

She didn't even blink, and continued holering. "I just got a call from her mother personally! It's been five months now, you know that-"

"I don't care!" He threw his head toward her, yelling. I flinched.

She let her shoulders un-tensify, and looked up to him, putting an arm around him.

"Look, I know you love her. I also know this is very hard for you, because you love her, and she got up, and dissapeared…" She rubbed his back. "But you need to continue your life." She frowned now, obviously upset. "Her and I weren't the best of friend,s and I wanted to get to know her too. But Ikuto, do you honestly think sobbing in your room for five months and longer will solve this?"

He sighed angrily, holding his head with one hand. "I… Already… Checked half of Japan for her.." He rubbed his face and his eyes now. "She has to be alive, and If I have to go around the world to look for somebody again, or even wait right where I am forever, I'll do it…" His voice had lightened, and he sat down, sitting on the edge of his bed.

"I'll let you think about things, okay? We could work on something together, you know. You don't have to save her just by yourself. Good night…" She smiled lightly, before giving her brother a quick hug, and excusing herself.

The second after his sister shut the door, he rested his elbows on knees, and his face in hands. He was groaning, and looked immensly stressed.

"Why Amu? Why did you have to leave…. Why did you have to go?" He was mumbling.

"I didn't even get to tell you how sorry I am.." He whispered, looking pained, even though I couldn't even see his eyes, because I was still hiding in the curtains.

I felt bad though, and at the same time, I wouldn't show myself, no matter I am being selfish, I won't let him or anyone for that option see me like this… in this way.

I scrunhced the curtain in my hand as he lowered himself into his bed to get some sleep. In his clothes.

He washolding the root of the bed- the covers, very harshly, until later on, his grip became light-weight and he fell asleep, and I guessed so because he was breathing evenly, and he was looknig so content and sweet now. Just sleeping lightly.

It had to be safe now, right? I flew over to his side, and walked lightly on the sheet covers. I frowned, noticing his clench on that bedding came back, as he looked pain, and his head was almost lining sweat, as he dreamed- or was having a nightmare.

"Amu.." He blankly said.

My eyes widened. Did he just say what-?

I must have gasped, and I don't know why I even bothered to talk. Actually, I hadn't talked in about the same time I had been missing. My head had been my voice.

But the word came out.

"Ikuto.."

Or rather, a name. And his eyes flew open in response.