Author's Note: XD guess what!? I'm not dead! HAHA! Actually, during my absence I thought I was going to die. You see I have abnormally high sinus pressure and every once in a while I get monstrous head aches, but my body's reaction to all the water I drink and the pain killer medicine I have when I get these head aches is to well... XD anyways I got a bad head ache on top of some kind of cold thing so I was pretty out of it for a while. Actually I'd been sick for maybe three days but I ignored it until the third day and I'm on my fourth day of illness now only we have major testing so I can't miss school. Well back to me dieing and all that. Well I was lying in bed, sick as a dog and completely out of it, when my head started to throb much worse and I realized my heart was beating abnormally fast. And when I say abnormally I mean at basically at the speed of light. XD so anyway I got all hot and with my stomach doing painful spasms every so often and my head feeling like someone was hitting it with a pick ax and my heart rate so high I thought I was going to die. And all I could think was, "No I haven't finished all my fanfics!!!!"

–true story–

Chapter 10: Code Name

Ami's POV

Like a tiger I sprang. The X eggs in front of me were just eggs shaped sins, and I felt like a white angel, disinfecting them: curing them of their impurities.

"Be free." I blessed them, closing my eyes, listening to their soft songs of praise and thanks. I could hear the joyful cries of children and the happiness within each heart egg as I released them from their black bonds of despair.

"Excellent work Dream Catcher." An older gentleman commended through a speaker. I was in an all white room. It was a testing room, and I was the experiment. The man behind the two-way mirror, who's real voice and true name remained a mystery, was the tester.

Yume, all tuckered out from all the work Hollow's Eve put her through, slept happily in her shining egg. But to me it seemed as though she was becoming less and less bright, as if something was slipping away.

"Dream Catcher" she muttered bitterly in her sleep. I sighed. She willingly went along with me, and I was eternally grateful, but she didn't like Hollow's Eve one bit.

She knows more than she lets on. I found myself knowing.

I walked into a large white room. It reminded me of those spy movies where there would be those all white interrogation rooms and those stupid cells that the hero would be locked in afterwards, and the guards would always some how manage to get themselves caught in those cells while the hero escaped.

Writers are so unoriginal. I thought to myself as I took a seat at the metal table on those hard chrome chairs.

"Hello, Dream Catcher." Another Hollow's Eve agent greeted. This one was an analyst. She was maybe twenty-four and had light orangey hair. Her eyes were muddy brown and her pasty skin was unattractive, but she had a cute dimpled smile.

"Afternoon, #123JK" I responded brightly, using her code name instead of her unknown real one. It seemed unfair that everyone knew my real name, but I didn't know theirs'. Still, even in this wretched place, that pretended to be so pure, I acted as the sweet and adorable Ami that everyone had come to expect.

Shifting uncomfortably in my chair, I pulled at the rim of my pink button-up shirt. It was a stiff blouse and no matter how many times I washed it, it still rank of this stupid facility. The white trousers I wore were little better, but at least I didn't have to wear a skirt. To be honest, I hated skirts. I absolutely adored everything cute, but skirts were still loathsome. When I'd told Nagihiko that he'd laughed and agreed with me.

Now I giggled under my breath, remembering the shock it had been to find out Nagihiko was the same as Nadeshiko. I touched the necklace my sister had given me, as if that would bring me even closer to those times, or maybe summon my sister and all her friends to me. The cold sparkling crystal that hung from the necklace's chain was warm with memories of the past. But still I wondered if there was any hope for the future.

I'd seen those kids who'd spent their entire lives at Stanwood Academy. On the surface they seem happy and normal, but with my powers granted by Yume, I could automatically tell that they had almost been sucked dry of that wonderful gift often referred to as Guardian Angels.

They'd already asked me several questions about Heart Eggs. I had an inexplicable knowledge on that subject. I kept trying to tell them it was Yume's powers, but no one seemed to accept that. There's something they know that they're not telling me.

"What is the average life span of X Eggs?" #123JK inquired.

"When not tampered with they usually last a week or so."

"Why is that?"

"Nonspecific dreams are weaker to begin with, when turned into X Eggs they become even more feeble." I answered.

"When about a more powerful dream, like your sister's Chara, Dia?"

"It varies on the dream's strength. Also X Charas are more powerful than X Eggs while X Charas that had previously been Charas are even more powerful. But let me make this clear, when I say powerful... when talking about X Heart Eggs... I mean destructive."

I flopped on my lumpy bed. It's sheets were freshly washed, but there was no smell strong enough in my room to wipe out the aroma of that facility. Stupid Hollow's Eve. I grumbled to myself, feeling my tiredness creep its way along my sore muscles. All day they had run me around as if I were a wild turkey.

Then, there was a gentle rapping at my door. Instantly I jumped up. It was my friends, I knew. They usually didn't come up to my room though, so I wondered if something exciting was happening. As I opened the door curiously, Pauline and Ciana tackled me with hugs. These two newest friends of mine were classic hyperactive little girls; they wore pink ribbons and giggling smiles everyday.

"Ami! You won't believe this!" Ciana squealed with joy.

"You'll die!" Pauline exclaimed using the common phrase meaning "You'll be really happy and surprised". I hadn't realized at first, what they meant, and... mistakenly yelled at an upperclassman. Of course with me in a fit of hysteria my classmates had thought something horrible had happened... well long story short fourth graders now rule over sixth graders.

"What? What happen!?" I asked jumping up and down with their infectious excitement.

"Oooh! You'll never believe it! You'll be so happy! Japanese new kids! Japanese new kids!" Pauline giggled.

"AND A NEW MUSIC TEACHER!" Another classmate of mine, Katelyn, shouted above the noise.

"HE'S JAPANESE TOO!" I heard Erica's voice.

"AND HE'S HOT!" Tiffany chimed in.

"Girls..." Leon and Michel sighed.

I sat there stunned for a moment. It couldn't be...

Then I jumped up shouting, "LET'S GO MEET THEM!"

It couldn't be... but then again... a hot music teacher? Who's Japanese... too coincidental.

Amu's POV

It was all a part of Walker's trap. A monkey could figure out that much. But none the less, I was excited. I wanted to scream with joy; I wanted to find my kid sister and hug her and enjoy her cuteness. Of course I couldn't at the moment. Because at that moment I was touring the highschool section of Stanwood Academy. The Humpty Lock was wrapped around my wrist like a bracelet and hidden under my long white uniform sleeves. Rima and I wore almost identical outfits of stiff uncomfortable skirts that went past the knee, long sleeved white blouses, and a grayish sweater vest. Kairi wore a short sleeved white shirt with a professional looking gray blazer and colorlessly gray trousers. Ikuto, the lucky one, was dressed in a nice looking collared shirt with his favorite leather jacket and worn out jeans.

Stupid pervert! He got to be a teacher while I'm stuck as a frickin student! I thought. Rima twitched uncomfortably beside me. I realized her gray knee-high socks must have itched like hell. That had been the reason I'd decided to wear my leg warmers despite the dress code. Those nasty gray socks had looked scratchy from a mile away.

A younger kid with light blonde hair ran up to us. His brown eyes burned with curiosity like the eyes of his classmates as they joined him. One girl glanced between Ikuto and I, whenever her eyes fell upon me her expression became angry and jealous. I smirked at her when I was able to catch her eye. I was hugging Ikuto's arm tightly.

"Slut." the girl commented to a friend and walked away. I stuck my tongue out at her. I might have given her the middle finger, but I was on my best behavior.

"You're our new music teacher?" a very short Sophomore asked Ikuto. He smiled at her and in perfect English said,

"Why yes, little flower, and might I say your Chara is very adorable!" I wanted to laugh. I could tell on the inside he was gagging from having to be so polite to someone he would normally just ignore rudely.

The Sophomore's Chara, a spikey haired little thing in punk clothing, growled, "What a player! Stay away from him Sophie!"

Suddenly I felt an arm sling over my shoulder. I looked over to see a dark haired boy smiling at me. He seemed to be a Senior, and he must have been a brave one. He seemed annoying though, the way his deep green eyes sparkled and his hair was in some kind of weird mess because of all the product in it. He grinned broader and exclaimed,

"You don't have to cling to that teacher, Babe! I'll show you around!" I suddenly felt the dark presence of Ikuto. He was grimacing menacingly. With the face of the devil he snarled,

"Get your hands off my fiancée!" The boy's smile faltered then came back with full force. He must be stupider than Tamaki from Ouran High School Host Club! (Speaking of which have I read the latest chapter?) I thought to myself.

"Yeah right!" the guy laughed and then turned back to me, "You four are from Japan right? Is he like an over protective family friend or something? Maybe your brother? You both have died hair so..." he kept talking, but I was too distracted by the menacing auras coming off of Ikuto and Rima too to pay attention.

There was a loud smacking noise as the guy was sent flying. I sighed heavily. Ikuto didn't have to beat him up so bad. I looked over at him. Not a fuzzy blue hair on his head had been disturbed even though that guy had shot almost the distance of the hall and smashed into some other student.

"Ikuto..." I complained at him, "You're a TEACHER now! You can't just do that to students!" he just gazed viciously at the other guys gathered around us. Most of them were eyeing Rima and I, but to be honest we were both used to it. I think Ikuto didn't actually care, he was just putting on a show... well he'd cared that that guy had actually gone and put his arm around my shoulders. I sighed mentally. If it had really been a problem I could've taken care of it myself.

The crowd dispersed after a while, and the rumors started spreading like a contagious disease.

Suddenly I felt a glowing, bright pressence, and I knew others could feel it too. Then there were murmurs among the other students in the hall.

"It's those fourth graders!"

"The fourth graders who attacked those sixth grade kids!"

"Isn't that the girl who'd started it?"

"She'd been in fights before..."

"She united the entire fourth grade!"

"Imagine the kind of sick and twisted Chara she must have!"

"I heard she's plotting a take over of the school!"

"She allied all her younger classmates and the middle schoolers haven't bullied anyone at all! They're too scared!"

I turned around in unison with Ikuto, Kairi, and Rima, to see a slender little girl with slightly curly light brown hair and golden eyes. She was a wide smile upon her face and tears streaming down her cheeks. I allowed myself a moment of pure bliss before I let my troubled feelings take over.

What is that shining presence about her? Why is it so familiar? I saw Yoru, Kusukusu, Musashi, and my Charas: Ran, Miki, Suu, Dia, and Yuri: all flew out to see Ami and the bright aura coming off of her. The look in Yuri's eyes were knowing. All too knowing... it was disturbing.

Yoru: Emily-chan are you feeling better nya?

Author: HAHAHAHA! Of course! I'm not dead yet right?

Kukai: If you were sick you shouldn't have waited so long to do anything about it!

Rima: BAKA

Author: heheheh! i didn't want to worry anyone! But i feel better now!

Amu: Well since your not dead lets talk about today's chapter!

Ikuto: Amu's my fiancee!!!!! 3 3 3 3

Author: ...or is she? *evil sparkly eyes

Random Amuto Fan: WAAAAAAH!?

Ami: HAHA! I'm back! And I'm a bad ass!

Author: =_= that kind of language... and ami...

Everyone: its not right