I fell into a tumbled half-sleep when I heard the click of my window quietly slide open. The floor creaked under the weight of a shadow stepping into my room. I gasped silently as my heart raced. It was Nariyuki! Why did he try and pull off the same thing again? He wasn't the type. He was blacked out but I knew it was him. His breathing grew nearer and his shadow was cast over me. I needed to take him by surprise. I stood up without a sound and tiptoed right behind him and wound up. Fist hit flesh as he doubled over.

"What the hell Yuki?" the person whisper-yelled. That's when I realized that this wasn't Nariyuki at all. I reached my hand to my mouth and just stood there in awe as Mikio came to and stood to full height. My eyes were practically jumping from my sockets. I gasped and ran to him, hugged him, and apologized my heart out, my voice muffled in his shirt. Mikio chucked to himself and I felt his chest rumbling.

I was so happy to see him, yet so pissed off at the same time. My hands slowly fluttered up across his chest to reach his shoulders. Looking him dead in the eye, I shook him as hard as I could and whisper-yelled back at him.

"What are you doing here! I was scared to death! I thought you were Nariyuki. Whatever you were going to tell me, couldn't you ask? I mean that was the SAME window! I can't believe that you could be so in-"

"Okay, okay I get it. Stop grilling me. I'll tell you what was so important later. I just need a place to stay tonight. Just calm down and I'll tell you what happened." I took a deep breath. I was just looking forward to a good nights sleep for once.

"Okay I'm good. Just please tell me and get it over with. I'm tired."

"I will, hold your horses. Could we sit down? You need to try climbing that thing. I think I pulled a muscle."

"You need to try falling through it. Fine let's sit." We sat cross-legged across from each other.

"So shoot." My eyelids were starting to droop.

"I don't think I can tell you what happened." I groaned. Now he wasn't going to tell me. What now?

"I've got something better. Here hold out your hands and don't say anything until it's over." I held out my hands as he had said. Mikio grabbed my hands. His knuckles turned white as the hair on his arms stood on end. A wave of goose bumps ran up my arms. A cloud ran through my vision and I saw as defined as day, Ryou and Mikio standing in his room. Mikio was asking something. I couldn't hear anything. Ryou looked almost overwhelmed. He was staring off helplessly as his nephew was standing off with him. Voices started ringing is crisp and clear.

"I know you're not telling me something Ryou. Just suck it up and tell me! I need to know about my mom." Ryou looked down at his hands, sweat dripping at his hairline.

"Just tell me. Please I deserve to know. I've lived with you 12 years now. I've helped you with the mew project. You have told me almost everything, now its time to tell me something that I need to know." Ryou walked out of the room and left Mikio alone. He sat down on his bed and held his head in his lap.

The vision blurred off to another scene. This time it was from somebody's point of view. I guessed Mikio's. It was him walking towards the kitchen. The door opened to Kiichiro and Ryou conversing about a familiar subject.

"Mikio's asking too many questions Kiichiro. He's getting curious and I don't know how to answer him."

"He deserves to know. You've kept it from him for fifteen whole years."

"It's just that when Berry came to me the first time-"

"I know. You guys got lucky that time."

"But the second time it just"

"When Mikio was born looking like you, he just snapped. I was there."

"How could it have happened? It was completely my fault."

"Why on earth did you tell him he was too smart? He was only one."

"He can't know. Maybe later, but just not now."

He now moved away from the door, slamming it behind him. Voices broke through with panic.

"Mikio! Where are you going! Come back! Please I need to tell you something!" the parking lot came into view and as his motorcycle also was in sight, the picture started to darken as I came back to reality. Sweat was beading down my forehead and Mikio was the same. I shakily took my hands back.

"What was that?"

"I should've told you earlier but Ryou told me not to. This project is our world and if you use your powers carelessly, it all could end. I have no right to keep secrets from you and here is one that I've kept too long. On some research we did, we found that one of your mew genes mutated. You do have one power that Kiichiro and Ryou never dreamed of in your mother. If you touch another person and you or they concentrate hard enough, you can see a specific time and or place. You can read any memory even those that the holder cannot remember. This could be disastrous if the aliens knew. Please do not use it without consent. You can use this to spy on past meetings, or even control people. I'm sorry I never told you be-"

"I can read minds?"

"Bluntly, yes."

"Wow." Mikio rolled his eyes. I was in awe of this fact.

"So what I saw?"

"Was what really happened. Yes."

"Oh my gosh Mikio I'm so sorry."

"It was all my doing you have nothing to be sorry for. This is the first time I 'rebelled' against my da- I mean Ryou. Why did I say that?"

"Why did Kiichiro say that they've been keeping it for fifteen years? I thought that you were with them for twelve."

"That's what I thought too."

An awkward silence fell over us, making me feel… well… awkward. Why would Ryou lie about how long Mikio had been with him? What was he hiding? Was it possible that Ryou could really be Mikio's…? No, it was impossible… wasn't it?

About five minutes, Mikio stood up, wiping the small beads of sweat sprinkled across his forehead with the back of his hand.

"Well I think I should be going. Don't want to keep you from your sleep."

"Mikio wait. You can stay here I guess. But my dad cannot find out or I'm doomed."

"Yeah where do I sleep?"

"Closet" I pointed to the set of doors at the end of my room.

"Awww c'mon Yuki," Mikio inched towards me and started rubbing his hand against my shoulder. I jerked away.

"Don't try and pull that on me. You have to leave as soon as you wake up tomorrow too. Don't try and pull that bull." I have blankets in there and please let me go to sleep."

"Fine," he rolled his eyes momentarily, "I've just been so pumped I don't think I'll sleep a wink."

"I know I can. Now GOODNIGHT!" I shoved him into my closed and pushed my weight into keeping it closed.

"Now Yuki, not nice there. Remember I saved your life once."

"When?"

"I don't remember exactly when, but I must've some time. We've known each other for so long now."

"Lay down and I'll let go." After a couple minutes, the pressure on the other end of the door loosened and I heard blankets rustle as Mikio snuggled in for the night. I made the seemingly endless journey back to my bed. I tucked myself in, bracing myself for the long battle that lay ahead of me. My thoughts kept biting away at my serenity of the state where you're almost asleep but not quite yet. Finally, I gave in to the sheets and pillows and drifted into a bumpy dreamland.