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Hi, everyone! Sorry for the delay! . ; I got this stupid sinus infection that keeps coming back. It sucks.

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Chapter Two: MusicBox

"Déjà vu, déjà vu, déjà vu"

Have you ever had that feeling? Where the world just seems to stop, just for you? Just so you can think about why you are. It can happen at any moment, you could just be sitting there watching TV and BOOM! In a split second you can feel that small little change, it doesn't mean anything at first, but then you begin to ponder that feeling and it becomes bigger and bigger, ripping you apart until there is this big black hole inside of you. It's killing you from the inside and there is nothing you can do about it.

It's a realization.

It's like that little voice inside of you comes out and asks you 'Why do you try so hard?' After the split second is over, you can't help but to wonder why you really do try so hard, it makes no sense. Why should you try when there is nothing to try for? When you know nothings going to change for the better, why do you keep trying? Is it weak to not try? But you are weak, so it doesn't matter. You can stop trying, just let go; there is not point to keep on trying.

The realization hurts for a second but why wouldn't it? To know that you don't need to try, that no one needs you to try… it's supposed to hurt. But it doesn't hurt long, the thought is numbed, everything is numbed. You can still feel though it doesn't feel as strong as it used too, everything is muffled. The good and the bad, mixed into the gray area, leaving you there to just…. Float.

Kyo could feel it, he had felt it for a long time now and he had finally given into that feeling. It muffled everything but the nightmares. The nightmares kept him alive and he wished they would stop; he wanted that oblivion. He craved it.

After getting out of the shower he dried off slowly, taking his time since that was all he had. He let the towel fall as he changed into his regular black school wear, he had kept it in the bathroom since he'd known he'd end up there anyway.

It was five in the morning when he decided to grace everyone with his presence; Yuki was still asleep while Torhu busied herself in the kitchen. Kyo couldn't help himself but to look over Torhu as she made breakfast, his eyes quickly fell away as he saw Shigure walk in asking for more coffee. The girl was happy to cater to him but upon seeing the redhead just standing blankly in the doorway, his mouth ajar she couldn't help but ask.

"Kyo, What's wrong? Are you okay? Would you like some breakfast?" the words came out quickly and the feeling of Shigure watching him carefully was getting to him.

"Hn," Kyo grunted as he just spun on his heal and walked away, the two pairs of eyes were burning holes into his back. He knew Shigure saw the difference in him, the dog could just sense it but Torhu wasn't that smart… Maybe she was starting to have feelings for him!

As soon as the idea came up, it was shot down and buried six feet under. She was probably just curious as to why he wasn't eating breakfast today. His stomach growled at him angrily as he left the house but he wouldn't bother with it. It didn't matter if he ate or if he hurt himself, he just didn't matter.

He had been walking quietly towards the school; he hadn't even reached the main roads when he started to hear an awfully strange sound. It was soft, it sounded like wind chimes. The feeling bubbling in his heart was wrong, the feeling sang of remembrance yet his mind couldn't remember the song.

It was dragging him away. He was walking into the forest that surrounded the road, his feet leading him towards the noise. Why was he letting himself follow the noise? He told himself that it was because he had the time to go looking, not because he had finally identified the noise as the song that his mother's music box used to play. No, he was just curious.

He had stumbled a bit, which was strange since there had been nothing to stumble over. Brushing himself off while looking around to make sure he was still alone, he didn't want to be embarrass himself in front of anyone by tripping. Of course, no one was there; at least he didn't sense anyone.

He shrugged, suddenly noticing the silence and a small rusted box sitting on the ground at his feet. His heart pounded loudly as he picked it up, he knew the box well and feeling it in his hands he knew that it had been his mother's. He just knew. The gold edges, the silver feet that propped it up, the naked angels painted on the porcelain. The angel's had dread written all over their faces, as a child he had been sure that they had been smiling but maybe his mind had twisted the image. He supposed that he had always assumed them to be smiling because they were angels. It didn't matter, he decided frowning down at the box in his rough palm. He looked over it, finding nothing out of the ordinary except that the knob that would wind up the music box had been broken off.

How could someone wind it up when that knob had been clearly rusted off? How long had he passed the object without notice? How had it suddenly made music when he passed it? Why now? Why Today? Was there a reason to it all?

Kyo dismissed it. He didn't want to think about it; if he started to think then wouldn't there be a point to living again? He didn't want to give himself fake hope anymore. He slowly placed the rusted metal back on the ground, slowly backing away from it before turning around and running to school. He didn't like the feeling the box was giving off, it was déjà vu all over again.

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