Author's Note: There has been some confusion over Licia ,lol. She's just a character I created, coz I didn't think any of the other girls were good enough for Musica. xP Jokin...but there. As far as I know, no one called Licia appears in the manga.(Lucia,yes, Licia no.)

The next few days were slow, heavy days; the kind of days that had dark clouds hanging over them. The household had lost its cheerfulness, and conversation at the dinner table just didn't happen.

There were a few attempts by Elie, and Remi seemingly chatted the whole meal away with Haru, with occasional comments from Shiba and Solacido. Griff hadn't tried to be perverted even once the whole week.

But the stony silence was maintained mainly by Musica, and Licia. Licia ignored Musica's presence with a stiff iciness, even though she still kept her naturally sweet disposition towards the others. She spoke with Elie and Cattleya quite normally.

Musica, however, seemed to resent Licia completely. He threw her dark glares which everyone couldn't help but notice. He too, ignored her, just not her existence. Her existence seemed to balk him. Musica was especially friendly with Remi and Solacido, more so though with Remi.

Licia sniffed at a pretty blue flower in the garden. She loved their garden, and she had tended it faithfully to keep it full of blossoms and grass the right length. "I love hydrangeas; they're so pretty. Don't you think, Elie?" She plucked a petal and balanced it on Elie's nose.

Elie herself was sprawled on the ground, panting.

"I can't think! I'm way too tired for even that! Seriously, Licia, no offence, but with you and Musica in the same room I feel like all the happiness is sucked out of life...and how do you put up with all those murderous looks?"

Licia shivered. Would Musica kill me, because he thinks I killed Melodia? Will he do more than look? She then tossed her head and sniffed. It wasn't a sniff at the flowers; it was a disdainful, scornful sniff.

"Was he in the room?" she asked with a sneer on her face. "I never noticed. But he real question is, how did you feel being in the same room with a murderer?" The latter half was said sharper than she had intended.

Elie sat up and looked at Licia directly in the eyes. "I don't believe you did it. Neither does Haru. Or Cattleya." Licia felt her cheeks heating up.

"I'm sorry," she mumbled. "I was just...never mind."

Elie lay back down. "I don't know what's wrong with him...Even if he is upset, he has no right to do all those things to you! I mean, even the police said they had no evidence you had anything to do with it!"

Licia's eyes glinted angrily. "How can anyone even suppose I had anything to do with it? How can the thought even present itself?"

All these weeks, I've had to put up with crap. Complete crap. Starting with Musica's little temper tantrum – her temples throbbed – to his stupid stares at me. What does he think? That he can get me jealous by flirting with Remi? That I care if he ignores me? And then there's Remi, who irritates me by giving me those stupid smug looks whenever Musica sits an inch away from her; I'd like to slap her straight. Stupid cow.

She felt angrier with each passing thought, and her temper was not improved by the fact that the answers to most of the questions wasn't negative at all. Then she noticed Elie trying to catch her attention.

"Helloo? Hello? Licia? Anybody home?" she cried out. Licia blinked, and grinned at her.

"Sorry, I was...thinking."

Elie grinned back. "When did you learn to do that? Ow-" Licia poked her in the ribs "-Hey! But...Licia," her voice grew softer and gentler. "It's just his silly pride...he doesn't want to admit he was wrong, or that he behaved like a bastard. Maybe you should approach him-"

"No. Not on my life. I don't care, Elie. Not anymore. Maybe it's just my silly pride, but there you are," Licia said firmly. Elie sighed.

"I figured as much. But...don't you even care for him, anymore? How could your love just vanish?"

Licia stared straight ahead. It didn't. She sharply corrected the voice in her head, and mentally told it to shut up. "Well, would love an imbecile like that? Haru's such a nice guy, he wouldn't say anything like that! Besides..."Elie sighed again.

Licia smiled at her weakly. "I guess I'll go for a walk." Elie nodded, absently, deep in thought. Plucking a hydrangea petal, and letting it drop to the ground, Licia went for a walk.

Licia was tired. She hadn't been sleeping properly; her dreams were cold and strange. Randomly, she remembered last night.

Licia stood on the brink of a cliff, over looking the sea. "I am so sorry...forgive me." Forgive me for what? What have I done? But the voice went on. "I never meant to. I'm so sorry!"

She jumped off the cliff into the sea.

The water welcomed her, swallowed her. It choked her breath, and the last lights dimmed.

Then, as if she had only been sleeping, she found her consciousness again .A hand had slapped her. Hard. "How dare you slap me? How dare you? I hate you! I really do!" She could see a person now, dimly. Her clothes were all wet.

The person was Musica.

He was wet too, and he slapped her again. "Is that how you're thanking me?" He had saved her, she realized, from drowning.

Then just as suddenly, she was back in the water, floundering. The last lights dimmed...surely she was dead this time. But no, a hand slapped, just as roughly. "Get away from me. Go away, Licia. Far from here. Don't ever come back, or else I will kill you!" Musica's voice came from no where.

Licia was back on the cliff, and this time she was facing Musica with a dagger in her hand. She slowly lunged at Musica...

Licia shivered. On the whole, it had not been a restful night; and it was just an echo of the other nights recently. It had done nothing to improve her disposition towards Musica.

She stared at the sea. "It's so pretty," she murmured. It reflected the sunlight like diamonds would, and it made soothing lapping noises against the cliff. She was on the little pavilion; the breeze blowing around however, wasn't cool enough to cool her head.

Slowly, softly, she began to sing. She had a nice voice, and her emotions got caught up in the song, somehow. It was a nice song, too. Heart-rending was the word to describe it.

In the middle of it, however, she heard someone clearing their throats behind her. Stopping and blushing, she hurriedly spun around to see who it was. She hated being caught singing in public; she usually only sang for herself.

Her breath caught, and she felt the heat rising in her cheeks. Of all people to be standing there, Musica was the last she wanted to see. Sticking her nose into the air, she pushed herself off the wall, and started to stalk away.

Musica called out after her. "Wait, Licia!"

She looked around, gave him another death-glare, and resumed her strides. Light, I don't want to be near him. I just have to get away...But a part of her did want to know what he had wanted to say to her...

Musica scowled after Licia. He had been going to apologize, but what could you do with someone who looked at you like you were the lowest scum she had ever seen? With her nose a mile into the air, too.

I don't care. It was a good thing- I might have actually apologized! He thought grimly. It had been a surprise, finding her here. She had been blushing; idly, he wondered why.

She did sing rather well, but why had she chosen such a strange, sad song?

Musica sighed. Right; ok. I'm guilty, and I'm a bastard coz I'm too proud to admit it. Does that make me feel better?

No, it didn't.

He sighed again. "I should apologize to her, but she won't ever accept it now, will she? No, coz she's just as proud and stubborn as I am, and angry too."

"Talking to yourself, Musica?" The voice sounded amused. Musica sighed mentally, this time. I so do not want company...

"No, Solacido...just thinking," he replied, without turning around. He chuckled, softly. He came and stood beside Musica, upturning his face and obviously enjoying the breeze.

"Nice breeze!" Musica didn't respond, and he continued to stare stonily at the sea. Why couldn't Licia have stayed and listened? It wouldn't have killed! He thought hotly. Solacido stirred beside him. "Musica, you can't expect her to just forgive you! You hurt her a lot, you know?"

Musica jumped. He then glared at Solacido. "H-how did you know what-?."

Solacido chuckled again. He pointed mockingly at Musica's face. "It's all over your face, pretty-boy."

"Forget it. I'm not going to apologize to her. Maybe the police can't find anything, but I can. She did it." Musica's voice was firm and smooth.

Chuckling, Solacido walked away, leaving Musica staring after him.

It was just a lucky guess.