Even if the sky is falling down

I know that we'll be safe and sound

"Je t'aime, je t'aime toujours

I am forever yours

Sweet dreams, sweet dreams mon cher

You're always in my prayers-"

"What's that?" I ask my friend beside me who was singing the song.

"It's a song, my mother would always sing it to me when I was feeling down," she answers. She doesn't look away from the star filled sky and I mentally pray for her to. I want to see her eyes, her brown eyes sparkle every time they look over at me, brighter than all sky filled with stars.

"Is something wrong then?" I ask with concern. I want to place my hand on her back to comfort her if is something is troubling her, but I can't. I know if I left my hand from the tree branch, I may lose balance and fall out the tree we are currently sitting in. It was her idea of course, I would never suggest climbing trees for fun. She on the other hand, would probably climb the highest building in all of Fiore is she thought she would get some kind of adrenaline rush from it.

Her flamboyant attitude is not the only contrast from us, is anything, we're polar opposites. For example, my hair half black other white and rests just over my bottom when I stand, but not her's. Her hair is up to her shoulders and is currently a light blue color (at the moment) and is as wild as her personality, so untamable that without a headband, she would more like a lion than a girl.

But there feel like there is something wrong with her tonight, and I can't just let it slide. She pestered me about climbing the tree, saying she wanted it to just be us right now, leave all of Magnolia behind. But ever since we sat down, she hasn't look at me once. I look over at her again. "Iris?"

"Nothings wrong," she says meekly. "I just felt like singing it to help clear my mind."

Silence.

"I'm sorry," my friends says with a sigh. "I was just thinking about stuff and then I realized I no longer wanted to think about it."

"Well that's good," I say. "You thinking is a very dangerous thing. If you do that, I think we should put all of Magnolia, no, Fiore on lockdown. You know, just to be safe."

She giggles at my words and looks over at me. Her hazel brown eyes have the sparkle back in them, something I can only do. "I doubt we should put the whole country on lock down, but maybe the city. That should give me a huge section of city to think so nothing would happen if I have," she pauses for dramatic affect, "an idea."

"Oh no, not one of those," I says with a gasp.

"Yeah. They did something like that before though, change the whole city for a single wizard."

"No way." I say with disbelief

"It's true, I lived with her until I was ten, I know what happened in this city," she says with a cocky grin. "It was about six years ago. I was playing outside like aways, and sudden, everyone was told to head inside. My mom picked my up and rushed into our house. A minute or so later, the whole entire town started to move around. And then, in the middle if the city, was a walkway, and a single wizard walked to the guild on the other side of the town."

"That's a lie," I say with the roll of my eyes.

"I'm not lying, the wizard was so powerful the people were scared he would wreck the town by just walking by."

"Sure," I say with sarcasm.

I look over to the other side of town where the guild Iris must be talking about is. It is huge and has some of the toughest looking wizards in there. I would be surprised is powerful mages decide to join it, now what was the name. Moonlight Goblin? Starry Monster?

"Would you join a guild?" Iris asks. She brought up the same question multiple times, but the answer is always the same.

"No, not until I'm sure I can get my own magic under control," I say. "Besides, I have you, there's no need for others."

"True, besides, I don't think I would want to share you."

"Hey, can you teach me that song, it can be like a song to remind each other-"

"That everything will be fine and okay!" she says with excitement literally seeping through her words. He pale blue hair changes to blonde, a sign of happiness.

"Hmm, okay then a song to help cheer us up," I say with excitement.

She was the first person who ever made me so happy. When I found her I was really surprised when she asked me to be her friend. At first I didn't know what a friend was, all I knew was family, so she said she'll be my family and friend. I was a bit sceptical at first, I even tried to push her away. She never left me though and know I couldn't ask for more.

She was a rainbow in my monochrome world. So full of color, life, so vibrant, and radiant. Sometime I envied her because of it, so I copied her personality but ended up with a whole new personality. She says my new personality reflected me on a whole different level and I was kind of happy to praised once again.

"It goes like this: Je t'aime, je t'aime toujours," she says pulling me out of my thought

" Je t'aime, je t'aime toujours" I say copying her.

She looks up at me with brown eyes that lit up in excitement and a huge grin plastered on her olive skin. "WOW! If I didn't know better I would have thought that you were a professional singer or something."

I can feel my face slowly heat up with embarrassment "I'm not that good, compared to me you sound like a goddess," I say complementing her, but her being tsundere denied it with a tomato face

"Wh-what are you t-talking about. I-I c-can't sing at all…..baka" she says stuttering with the cutest look on her face. I know anytime I try complement her, she gets all blushy and suddenly can't form a proper sentence.

We stared at each other for a while, when in reality it was a few seconds, we grin at each other then burst out laughing. She laughs so hard she loses her balance and begins to slide of the branch. I gasp when I think she may just fall, but she grabs back on and climbs back on to the branch. "How about we get on solid ground before continuing our lesson," she says and I nod with a small giggle.

I open my heavy eyelid and expect to be be in some back alley, that's where I usually end up. This time there must have been a different factor, because I'm on a soft bed. I look around, taking in my surrounding.

The room is a mess. There are clothes and books all over the floor. The shelf the most of the book and paper is nearly empty. I sniff and a strong wiff of alcohol and man hermione feel my lungs. It is dark and moon light shines through the curtainless windows. There is no one around, but I can hear someone moving around in the other side of the house.

I should jump out of this bed right now and leave through this room before anything can happen, by my weak body won't would probably fail be by the time I'm around the block.

So I lay in the bed, hoping that whoever else i'd hear doesn't come in. I think about my dream. It is rare for me to dream, and if I do it usually a nevery unpleasant nightmare. But this one was different.

I remember sitting in that tree in Magnolia, talking to Iris like it was normal. Like we were your average ten and a half year-old who step outside for a late night chat. We didn't look like two orphan, that walked the streets of Fiore pick pocketing strangers and stealing for food. We were there for each other, well, Iris was mainly there for me.

I feel my heart ache as I think of my best friend. Even though the memories of her are one cherish, the same scene comes back to haunt me each time she crosses my mind. The burning building, the bloody corpses littering the floor, the air filled with scream and cry. I remember everything as if it just happened a second ago. I remember her, in my arms…

"You're awake," a voice says, snapping me back into reality. I look up to see the man from early, the good one- well, none of the ones I had to fight. I stay silent, as our eyes meet. His turquoise eyes staring into my one visible blue eye.

He walks closer to me and I notice that he has a cup of water in his hands. He extends his hand to me. I'm a bit hesitant at first, but I take the glass from him. Sniff the water, I detect no smell of any drug or poisoning. I didn't notice how thirsty was until I felt the cool liquid on my tongue. I gulp down the water and set the glass on the nightstand beside me.

"Ya okay, head hurt or anything?" he ask, sitting on the bed besides me.

"I'm fine," I say in a meek voice.

"Oh, so you do speak," he says in a flat tone. "What were you doing in that alley?" I don't answer him, instead I look down at my hands. "I was kick out the bar across from it," he says when I don't reply. "I was about to go home when I saw this bright light and then three men running out. Went to go check it out, and there you were, on your knees, seconds from passing out."

I nods my head, not having much to say. When I moved my head I felt my earring hit my neck. Wanting to make sure I still have everything thing, I move my hand to my pocket, my money and music player still there. I guess he didn't take any of my stuff.

"Do you know where I can get some money?" I ask him, dismissing his lead to talk about the alley.

The question, coming out of nowhere, takes him by surprise. "Well, there work around here if you look for it."

"Something else," I say. I've tried to get work in a town before, but no one wants a freak like me around.

"Are you a wizard?" The question in an editable one in this world. I nod my head, knowing a wizard is anyone that has magic power and can use it. By this standard I am A wizard, and much more than that too.

"You can join a guild."

"I can't join a guild yet. I've tried, none would accept me."

He face softness at this misfortune. I can tell he is piting me, something I hate. "I know this isn't something I should be telling a kid, but you look like you really need it," he says. This grabs my attention and I'm listening to him intently. "I used to work for the Magic Council, and you learn a lot when you work there. Ya'know, a lot of connection. Any ways, what most people don't know is that the console sometime has jobs that people can take if they know who to talk to. You can go there and ask for one."

"Really, it's that simple?"

"Well, no," the man says. "When you go there, ask to speak to Lahar, tell him that Doranbolt sent you. Tell him to give you a mission with good pay and I that I owe him."

I mull the idea around in my head. Go to the council, get a mission, get the money. I don't have to be a member or even associate with many people, perfect. "Okay then, I will take the offer, thank you, Doranbolt."

"No problem," he says with a sigh. "I always had a soft spots for kids," he whispers under his breath. Oh no, don't tell me I'm dealing with a pedophile. "What's your name anyways."

"Rin," I say with hesitation, and it feels odd. It has been a long time since someone asked me for my name, even longer since I've said it.

"Well, Rin, you can stay here for the night and tomorrow you can head on up to the Magic Council Headquarters." He smiles softly at me. Like always, i nod my head in response. I begin to lay back down when my stomach grumbles embarrassingly loud.

"I guess you should get something to eat" He laugh gruffly.

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"Hey, Rin," Iris says. "Why do you keep your hair so long, doesn't get hard to keep dealing with it?" Iris asked with curious eyes.

"No," I say. "I like it long, anyways it's prettier, right?"

"Yeah, but I just. Want. To. Cut. It" she says as she pulls out sharp scissors. An evil smirk crosses her face and I go pale/

"What? No, no. NO!" I scream, as she chases me around like a wild dog trying to cut my hair. She laughs like a mad person.

"Iris, stop, this is dangerous!"

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"Hey, Doranbolt," I call. "Why do you have a soft spot for kids? Most people don't even take pity on us."

"Well, I used to hang with this girl and she was just a bit older than you so kin-"

I cut him off by saying, "So you're a pedophile?" I stare at him emotionlessly.

"Wha-no!" he says as he continued to deny the stated fact. "She just changed me in a way I didn't think was possible."

"That sounds really bad."

"Damn it, it's not like that. I didn't want to hurt her, but I feel as if that was exactly what i did. i just wanted her to be happy, bu-"

"Doranbolt, you're sick."

"Why are you acting like this, I saved you butt."

"Is that what you want out of this, my butt? You saved me just to use me, how despicable."

"NO!"