(A/N) Wassup peeps. I am not dead; I've just been very busy with graduation. Thanks for the reviews, and thanks for adding me to Shades of Pain. Check out the community bros, they're awesome. Well, tell me what you like or hate and I'll see what I can do. Love you, sometimes… Heh, heh.

What the hell is this girl? Well might as well get some answers. But before I could speak, Rikka beat me.

"Do you live by yourself? Can you character change? Where's your chara?"

I swear I saw have a small smile before answering, "Well, your quite energetic. Yes I live by myself, and how can I character change when I have no chara?"

Rikka and Yaya gasped. Amu and Kukai gave a look of confusion. Kairi, Hikaru, Nagihiko, and I simply glared.

"I have an anino. A kage in Japanese. A shadow. I guess you can say it's my "guardian angel." You see, my mother's first child came out too early, born without a heart or gender. But it did have a soul. The soul went to a place that I suppose you can call 'heaven' or 'paradise.' Whatever was their judges the soul and if they see it as fit, can guard someone. It's very hard to explain. But to simplify things, a shadow exists as a child has the potential to use a chara. But to have a relationship with your shadow must mean you are willing to accept to rid yourself of all attachments in this life and of all emotions. And Samson, my shadow, didn't do that ritual. Well, per say he didn't willingly. But even so, he still found a way to look human. He can materialize, disappear, and can be only be visible to me at times."

Kairi's gaze intensified. "Prove it."

"Is that a challenge?"

"Well, let's make it in to one. My charanari against your Samson."

"I don't like making him fight, but alright."

As they continued their annoying conversation, my bruises on my arms and stomach began throb. My head pounded.

"Rima?" KusuKusu flew in the room and settled on my lap. "Are you okay?" I couldn't answer it hurt too much. I clutched my head. Tears began to fill my eyes threatening to spill. "Rima!"

"Rima!" Everyone looked at me. Nagi rushed over "Can you tell me know?" I shook my head. He sighed and rubbed my back. I was going to snap at him but the notion of someone rubbing my back... I missed it... I felt safe for once.

"Rima, what's wrong?" Amu rushed over.

As everyone crowded me, the pain slowly subsided.

"False alarm everyone, its okay. I'm fine." Everyone nodded and backed up. Nagi stared intently at me. Warmth raised to my cheeks when he did that for some strange reason. "Okay Robyn or Tsubasa or what the hell your name is-"

"Kairi-senpai?"

"What Hikaru?"

"She left already."

Everybody looked at the table, and sure enough, she wasn't there.

After all the confusion, everyone parted ways. Not wanting to go home, I walked through the park. The sun was setting and it was completely empty. No little boys or girls smaller than me, laughing and playing, arguing meaninglessly.

"Are you alright?"

I looked up. There was the Robyn Tsubasa person thingy. What was she doing here?

"I know you too have questions."

"Like what?"

"Like what is my relationship toward Fujisaki? Are we formerly romantic or business associates? And of course, what dialect I was talking in with him?"

"…." I didn't realize that those were the questions I did have in mind, but now that they were said out loud I realized I agreed. Well, except the romantic part of course! The girl smiled, only for a split second then gave a dark frown. She took a step, closing all space between us. Her arms reached out, so fast, and before I even realized it, I was pressed against her large body, wrapped in a warm uncomfortable hug. Her head rested on my shoulder.

"And I bet you and your little clown want to know how I could possibly know how your being abused by your own father and how he plays his sick fantasies on your tiny little body, but lucky for you he hasn't raped you yet." Her voice whispered in my ear.

I gulped than nodded. I wanted, no wanted to know. My heart pounded. What and who was this girl? She released me from her grasp and sat down on the grass. "The Fujisaki Clan are close friends with the KKN."

"Isn't that a white supremacists' group in America?"

"That's the KKK darling. Klu Kux Klan. The KKN is Kuroyami Kage No. We're a large clan. And I mean large. We have associates all over and we practically rule the world. We own every large company and small or were partners with them and I was fed up. Everyone bowing and giving me what I want, then whispering behind my back. On my first business meeting Nagihiko was also there. We worked well together, but we were not friends, just associates. All the Clan and its partners speak a made up language. It has no name.

How I know about your personal life, well...

Nagihiko, would you like to join us?"

I whipped my head back and forth until I noticed a dark figure behind a tree. My eyes widen as the tall boy walked up to us, his amber eyes flaring. His eyes quickly glared at Shibara.

"Yes Shibara I think I will join you. I think I deserve some answers from Miss Mashiro, starting with the bruises all over her body. I believe I heard something about fatherly abuse?" He growled, and needless to say, I was frightened. A sudden gust of wind whipped his long hair all over, his amber eyes held no gentleness or amusement. This was not the Nagi I took for granted, the Nagi who was oh so kind, the Nagi who I took his gentleness for granted. I was screwed.

Shit.