I found my way to 'Dad's' house fairly quickly. And as requested by my guardian angel, I told no one where I was going, I didn't talk to anyone for that matter, and I didn't read the note he gave me.

"Hello, I'm Kazuma. Welcome to my home." Said a man who looked to be about 27.

"Are you my dad?" I asked. He nodded, so I gave him the note, "Here. My guardian angel told me to give this to you."

After reading the note, Kazuma nodded, "Come on in, Shi. I'll take you to your room." I took his hand when we walked into his house.

After we got up the stairs (Kazuma had taken my bag), I looked around in amazement. This place is so big! I don't think I'll ever find a way to get out of such a maze, I thought. When we got to the room I would be staying in, I ran over to the window to look outside, "Hey! That's a dojo, so you're a shishou, right?" I asked, excitedly.

"Yes, I am. Would you like to learn karate?" Kazuma asked.

"You bet, Dad."

After I got my few possessions organized, Dad sat me down to tell me some ground rules, "Shi, I have to lay some ground rules down." He said, frowning at the few possessions I had.

"What are they dad?" I asked.

He laid down the rules all right. I wasn't aloud outside unless He went to the dojo and I was to be as quiet as a church mouse. I could only leave my room when I had to use the bathroom or when he told me I could leave. Since I was an outdoor kind of child, I didn't really like these rules. Dad stood up to leave when I tugged on his sleeve, "Why do I have to pretend to be invisible?" I asked.

He smiled, "Because there is a boy downstairs that if you ran into him, he would kill you… or at least try too. I'm trying to protect you Shi." He left before I could ask anything else. This is when I started to write in a journal.