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We were all sitting at the dining table, silence surrounding us. Airi looked at my dad, my dad looked at me, and I looked at Airi. We were obviously waiting for someone to start a conversation.

"So…School's been good." I picked at the string beans on my plate.

Airi was sipping coffee from her cup while my dad looked at me with distaste, "I'm sure it has. After all, that boy was mooching kisses off of you." My dad was glowering at his dinner while he arranged into a picture. He was probably going to create a food version of Kukai and stab it with his fork, enjoying every moment of it.

Airi raised her eyebrows at me and slipped in a secret smile as she wiped her face with a napkin, "Kumiko how shameful, I guess we'll be having a talk later this evening." My dad looked pleased but we were laughing on the inside.

I continued to pick at my plate, "So dad, any good news?"

He shrugged nonchalantly but I knew he was really happy on the inside, "Oh same old, same old. Oh Airi you wouldn't believe who I met on my way to lunch today!"

Airi nodded slightly, "Who dear?" I smiled as she played along with my dad's little game.

"This great photographer named Hinamori Tsumugu! He took amazing pictures of birds! Oh if only you were there Airi! I asked him if he could take the pictures of our wedding and he agreed with no complain!" My dad was glowing. Really he was. It was a tad bit weird that my dad looked like a sissy but what was weirder was that my dad just met Amu's dad. Or was Hinamori a common name?

"That sounds excellent dear. Boy do we have a lot of things to think about. I can't even think about our wedding right now." Airi looked down at her ring. It was a silver ring with a tiny crown looking thing that held the small diamond within it. It was a beautiful rings. How'd I miss that?

"That's a nice ring Airi." I nodded as I slowly stuffed my mouth with string beans.

She smiled at me looking a bit fretful, "Thank you dear." She looked at my dad once more, "If you two will excuse me." She placed her dish in the sink and walked upstairs with a bit of a weary movement.

My dad stared down at his plate, "She must be tired. She's tired." He twirled his food all around his plate and I knew something was up.

"Dad I'm going upstairs okay?" I placed my dish in the sink and walked up the stairs to stare down at my dad, "Night." He nodded at me and I closed the door to my room. Why did he have to look so miserable? Why did Airi look so disturbed at the whole idea of a wedding? Isn't this why she met my dad? To get married?

I sank down on my bed and Mimori circled around with me excitement, "Kukai and Kumiko, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G~!" She giggled as she took a seat on one of my pillows.

"Mimori now isn't the time to be-" My phone vibrated on my side table and I picked it up in a rush, "Hello?"

There was a silence on the other end but there was some heavy breathing, "Kumiko? Is that you dear?"

I could feel a lump form in my throat, "Mom? Is that really you? Where are you?" My mom was never one to call. I didn't expect anything from her because well, she left me with my dad so she could go run off with a foreign guy.

"Oh Kumiko you sound so horrible. Is your father treating you well? Sigh, if only you were here. Wes wants to meet you so badly." She sounded like she was deeply touched by my voice but I knew better. She was just stalling so she could say something deadly horrifying.

"Yeah I'm sure he does. Dad is treating me well and he's been absolutely hospitable. Why'd you call? You never call." I meant it when I said she never called and I could hear her sit back with wide eyes.

"Kumiko I always call! What is wrong with you? Can't a mother call her daughter just for fun?" I rolled my eyes. I was seriously getting pissed with my mom right now.

"Moms can call their daughters for fun but you never do it for fun. You always have something up your sleeves. I'd like to hear what it is this time." I ran my fingers through my hair and watched as Mimori circle around my room anxiously.

Mimori was never one to hate my mom but she didn't like how my mom just abandoned me. Mimori didn't exactly feel her happiest when my mother called either.

"Kumiko I'm sure I've trained you better than to snap at your own mother like that. Besides I was just going to invite you to the mainland. In fact, I'm not asking I'm begging. This way you can attend our wedding!" Oh was begging a good word for her. More like forcing. My mom always thought that her stupid blond highlights would get her freebies or discounts and to make it worse, it always did.

"Mom I'm not going to America. I already have a life here and I'm not going to just leave it all behind so I can be with you and Tess." Mimori and I knew I said Tess on propose. After I hang up on my mom I am so laughing for the rest of the night.

"It's Wes dear. Wes with a W and not Tess which is clearly a girl's name. Are you doing this on purpose? And who's forcing you?" I rolled my eyes and pointed my finger to the phone which Mimori responded with a roll of her eyes.

"Anyways," I said with a flick of my wrist, "I don't want to go to America. Period."

"Fine. Fine. Kumiko I also wanted to let you know that you have a baby sister…I'm pregnant with Wes's child." And making that the final note, I hung up on her. I cared that I had a baby sister. I cared that I was going to have a step-father. What I didn't care about was that my mom was off making a baby with some foreign dude who I don't even know!

My dad knocked on my dad and entered without permission, "Was that your mom?" I nodded and he sighed as he took a seat next to me on my bed, "Don't let her get to you. Oh and what did she have to say this time?"

I sighed and held my head back, moaning with distress, "She wants me to move to America with her oh and did I mention I have a half-sister?"

He quirked his mouth and sighed, "Well that's your mom. You should go to America Kumiko. It'll be better for you."

I stared at him and I think my eye twitched, "Are you kidding me? Dad what are you thinking? She'll just leave me again! Tess will try to be my dad but he'll never be good enough!"

My dad raised his eyebrow with amusement, "Tess? She's marrying a guy named Tess?" He cracked up and wiped a tear from his eye, "Oh that is so much like your mom. Anyways, he'll try Kumiko. I doubt she'll abandon you without telling me. Maybe you'll enjoy yourself."

I grabbed my pillow and muffled a scream, "Dad just go." I said dramatically like I was dying, "Leave me to die! I'd rather die than go to America with that woman!"

My dad laughed and shrugged his shoulders, "At least I tried. Got to give me points for that." He shut my door on his way out.

Mimori rushed to my side and caressed my cheek, "You should get some sleep Kumiko." I slowly shut my eyes, "Maybe this is the best for you. Move to America." Those were the last words before I drifted to sleep.

! Kumiko's Dream !

"You should go."

I was sitting on a hill that lay beyond a meadow. Kukai was at my side and clutched my hand with his.

I looked up at him with tears in my eyes, "Why? Why do you ask me to leave you like this?"

He didn't bear to look at me as tears rolled down my cheeks. Instead he only stared at the sun ahead of us. It's red and orange hues slowly setting, "I don't want you to but you have to go Kumiko. It's for the best."

I stood up abruptly and dropped his hand, "How do you know what's best for me? How do you know that staying here isn't the best for everyone? You'll have me and I'll have you! What's so horrible about that? Explain to me! Please!"

The tears were streaming now and gusts of wind were gushing around us. The setting slowly changed. I was now staring at Kukai with fire in my eyes. The sun was long gone and the trees where dead. The background was grey and filled with thunder.

He stood up and brought my hands to his heart, "I'll always have you in my heart Kumiko. It doesn't matter where you are because we'll always be together. The moon appears all over the world and yet it'll seem as though we're at the same place at the same time. You will never wander away from me as long as you are on Earth."

I looked at him with deep thought, Kukai was crying as well but not like me. I was like a baby and he looked even manlier, if that was even possible. I looked away from him. I felt so betrayed. His words were beautiful but it didn't mean they were true, "I don't think I can trust your words Kukai. It's like you want me to go. What if you lose me forever to some foreign guy? What if I never come back? Don't you fear that?"

He shook his head instantly which made me worry, "If you really want to start over go ahead. I'm not the one who should stop you. I love you and I'm willing to let you go."

I shook my head letting the tears fall from my face and onto the ground. Each tear seemed to have brightened the setting around us. Slowly the trees were coming back to life and the sun was waking once more. Why did the Earth come back to life when I was in pain? I looked at him and his smile seemed to glow even brighter, "Kukai, I must sacrifice myself for the sake of humanity. I am a tool for the happiness of man-kind. A stupid, worthless, tool."

He shook his head and caressed my cheek, "You are a beautiful girl who wants to save the world. Kumiko you will surely do that."

With that he kissed my cheek and disappeared with the wind. He seemed to have dissolved like sand. I tried furiously to snatch some sand but the wind snatched him away from me, "No! Kukai don't do this to me!" I screamed at the wind and kicked the tree with fury, "How dare you betray me with your kind words?! I am not beautiful. I will curse you till the end of the world! Mark my words Kukai Souma! I will get you!"

! End of Kumiko's Dream !

I sat up from my bed sweating. I gasped and looked all over the room thinking that it was just a nightmare but it seemed so real.

"Kumiko…That dream…It was horrid." I looked at Mimori whose eyes were red.

I looked at her and felt my heart tug at my chest, "Y-You saw that?" She nodded and placed her small hand on my shoulder.

"It might be a sign but I don't understand it quite well. Something or someone is waiting for you in America. I can feel it." She narrowed her eyes at the view from my window.

"I'm going to have to go sooner or later, huh?" She nodded and I ran my fingers through my hair with confusion.

"Possibly, you should talk to Kukai about this though. He'd get worried." She floated over to my window and pried it open with some struggle.

I eyed her suspiciously, "Going somewhere?"

She looked back at me with a weak smile, "Guardian meeting with the other charas. Kiseki's orders. Can I go Kumiko?"

I nodded and helped her with the window. She zoomed out into the city trying to navigate her way to the school.

Without Mimori, it was a tad bit hard getting ready for today. Thank goodness it was Saturday because with that nightmare I don't think I could get through the day. Thankfully I could manage getting ready. I kept it simple by leaving my hair as it is. It was sleek black and fell beneath my shoulder. My bangs where swept to the side with a simple flick of my wrist and a black cat hair-clip.

My clothes were simple enough but not necessarily jeans and a t-shirt. It was a nice black dress that fell just above my knees. It was decorated with white dots and a zipper ran down the middle of the dress. The dress had straps that were about the size of two of my fingers.

I sighed at the top of the stairs, not sure what would come next. First, Airi who didn't seem to like the idea of being married, then my mom who wanted me to move to America with her and her freakin' Tess, and last but not least, what my dream meant.

As usual, my dad sat at the dining table with his glasses on the tip of his nose, reading a newspaper. Airi was making some coffee but the only thing that was different was the fact that no one was talking.

I took a seat and tapped my fingers on the table with impatience, "So I'm going to go out okay? Maybe with some friends."

Airi gave me an 'Uh huh' and my dad didn't even respond nor peered at me from his newspaper.

"Boys might be there…Kukai especially." I looked at both of them trying to get a response but they refused to do so, "Hey dad can I have your credit card? Buy me a new pair of Gucci stilettos." My dad reached into his wallet and tossed his Visa from across the table. I grabbed the credit card and waved it around like I had just won a golden ticket, "Well mama's going to go buy some stuff and make sure it's useless!"

I turned around and slipped on a pair of black and white flats, "I'm leaving with this credit card…Out the door…Gucci, Chanel, Coach—Oh great merciful Heavens!" I stomped over to the dining table and slammed the card in front of him. Once again he didn't respond with any emotion what-so-ever.

"Oh dear just go ahead and have some fun. Your father is just being stubborn." Airi was practically yelling over the gurgling sounds from the coffee maker. I watched as my father winced but then recollected himself.

"Kumiko go ahead and buy yourself some designer shoes. I mean that is what you wanted right?" For some reason I had the feeling that my dad wasn't talking about designer shoes anymore. In fact, he was looking at me but talking to Airi.

I waved it off and sighed, "Dad I don't need designer shoes, besides I'm not ready for them. I just want…" I trailed off not wanting to say anything. It would only make things worse.

"Psh, how was I supposed to know you weren't ready? You said you were ready. That's why I brought this whole thing up!" My dad looked pissed and was no longer looking at me. He was focusing all his attention on Airi.

"I never said I was ready Hiroshi! You just knelt down and gave me the ring! I loved you--I mean I still do--so that's why I said yes. I couldn't say no because then you'd break up with me!" Airi was on the verge of tears and I could not find a better time to leave.

I dashed out of the house in a hurry. Thank God I was not going to be part of that fight. It was just all too much for me and yet I was reliving my past once again.

I was 11 when it happened. My mom and dad had been having these fights for a week straight. At first I thought it was just a little, ruckus. My mom couldn't take it anymore. She said she needed space, freedom, and needed to explore. My dad on the other hand was arguing for my mom to stay home and watch me. In fact, he was begging.

My mom yelled at him and told him to pack his things. My dad had asked me to say something to persuade my mom but I just stood there crying. My dad sighed and packed his things with haste. He didn't leave a single thing and left in his mini-van to live in the country-side.

After the fight, my mom ignored me even less. She pretended like I wasn't around and when I talked to her, she'd just nod, shrug, or wave me off. Thankfully, I was able to spend every other week with my dad. My dad didn't blame me for anything but I knew I had some part, okay most part, in this whole divorce.

When I was supposed to go back to my mom's house, she forgot and kept begging my dad for a few more weeks. Sadly, she was just stalling us so she could pack up and move to America.

One night she suddenly called my dad and told him that she had "business" to attend to in America. My dad didn't mind at all because he knew all her tricks. So basically that left me with my dad and for quite a while I hadn't felt this guilty for anything since that one day.

I slouched down against the grey brick wall and held my knees to my face. The tears just kept coming like they were held in for so long. They were.

"Kumiko?" I heard grocery bags drop to the floor and make that shivering sound of plastic. I looked up to see Kukai standing above me. He gave me a weak grin and sat down next to me, pulling my head onto his lap. He gently caressed my hair as I stained his khaki's with salt water.

"I-It's h-horrible! I-I…T-They're fighting!" He continued to caress my hair and gave a little 'Mm hmm' to reassure me.

"You need somewhere to go don't you?" I looked up at him thinking he was an absolute angel. I nodded reluctantly, "Come to my house then! You'll meet my generous family too!" He gave me one of his famous thumbs-ups assisted with a grin.

I smiled and wiped the tears away from my eyes with the back of my hand, "You sure?"

He pulled me up from the ground and slapped me on the back once he helped me up, "Of course I'm sure! All you got to do is carry those grocery bags." He gestured to the white plastic bags in the middle of the road. My jaw dropped at the sight of the bags. They were almost broken and were piled with different items.

"…F-fine?" I ran over to grab the bags and soon enough they blocked my face. So now I couldn't see and had to depend on Kukai's accurate instruction.

With luck, we finally made it after several trips and drops of items, "Man you were so slow. Here's some advice, don't join the track club." I could tell he was winking at me from the piles of grocery bags and kicked him in the shin, "Ow!"

I snickered from behind the bags, "Can you ring the bell? I don't think I can carry these much longer…" I began to stagger and ended up tripping. The bags spilled all over the place and worst of all, I landed on top of Kukai!

What kind of sick anime is this?!

A/N: Hey guys hope this chapter was satisfying enough~! Thanks for the reviews and I hope you guys will tune into the next chapter of Fallen Star~! Thanks~!