To bear the weight and push into the sky

It's easier to lie, easier to lie

And honestly, to look you in the eye

It's easier to lie, easier to lie

You had generally wanted to apologize to Shuichi, but not at that particular moment. After all, he was only trying to help you even if by questioning you to receive an answer that was not a lie. But what would happen if the truth had spilled out? For all you know, blood would be shed in the process. Not even King Enma would allow such a thing to be known to the spirit detectives. This was private, and no one, not even the detectives were to know. Not being able to truly get close to someone was the fate that you had put upon you. And just thinking of the consequences that might occur, had always stopped you from making even one friend. But oddly enough, Shuichi had been the first to do so; thus making you become emotionally unstable in some way. Lying was the best solution to the problem. If no one were to become close to you, then there would be no way for them to get hurt.

'Damn you, why must you make it so hard. If I had a choice, sure I would tell you, but I just can't. And damn you Koenma! I have been here for centuries, but now it seems that these past few years have been torture and all because of the pain and suffering that seems to befall the ones that I care for. You say that there is a reason for my life on this earth, and that I should remember it. But why is it that I can not remember what that purpose is, nor my past for that matter. All I can actually remember are the events that have happened from this decade, and nothing more. I must not tell you the truth about myself or the reasons for why I am here on this earth simply because I do not understand myself. All I can do is tell lies. Sure they cause pain, but it is so much easier to lie.'

To be the one, to be the only one

Someone has to give a lot

Something has to give a lot

And who am I to give you what you need

iWhen I'm learning, just learning

Learning how to live and to bear the weight

Everything fall out of place. Trying to learn how to live with being stuck in a child's body for centuries, could easily cause problems. Not begin considered normal would surely made it a bit easier, but not all of the time. Even adults tended to be judgmental of you. Never before in their day had they heard of a child being considered a genius, or beyond that. And to know that the child was quite the anti-social one caused many problems within every household and even in the schools. This one thought seemed to worry Oriole more than anything in the world. In this society, if the child was misbehaving or failed classes, then that would mean that the family would be degraded. And this was not something that she wanted to cause her mother. She knew nothing of who or what her child was, thus leaving her with the thought that Oriole was just not your average child. But that was far from the case in any matter. And knowing that she had caused pain to others in ways that are considered emotionally than physically, was one thing that seemed to phase Oriole from time to time. But really, it was their fault in the matter. If they were to have never tried to figure her out then things would not have been the way they are now. Hell, she would have ended her life now if she could, but fate was not in her favor. Suffering was part of the life that she had to endure for now.

Shuichi stood there considering what Oriole said. It was not everyday that an elementary student cursed at him, and one whom he knew for the eight years of his life. Sure she had her tendancies to be the little girl whom would rather be by herself, but this was not like her. It still worried him that she would go missing every other day, and return at nearly the same time of the day and in the same area of the city. She could have easily been abducted by now or have been killed. And that was one thing that he could not do to Lana, Oriole's mother.

She had been a friend of his mother's from before he had came to the human world. To him, Lana was more like a second mother to him. She loved her daughter dearly, even if she was not her biological child. Yes, Oriole was adopted; but on a strange coincidence. It had been said that before Lana had adopted Oriole, that she had already been married and had a young girl; Skye. Skye was a kind soul, whom was willing to do anything to help someone in need. But one day there was a tragic accident that involved her. Her body had been found floating in a lake nearby. The long dark tendrils of hair spread about as if she were a mermaid, whilst her skin glowed a pale tone from the lack of oxygen.

No one knew of the cause of this accident, thus making the cased left unsolved for years. After so many years of depression, Lana had decided to move on with her life even if that meant that she would have to try and live her life with out her dead daughter. But it wasn't until one fateful day that she came across a child that seemed to resemble the one that she lost; Oriole. The resemblance was truly uncanny. Everything about her, from the features to the attitude, it was identical. But the one thing that stopped Lana from claiming this child as her dead daughter was the fact that Oriole was indeed, a young baby girl and not a teenager. This was the cause of the adoption. The thought that she might be able to live her life out with this other child was something that seemed to fill her with the happiness and joy that any mother could possibly have.

This was the story that he had heard from his mother years back. It truly shocked him though. The resemblance of Oriole and Lana was something of a coincidence. Maybe it was true that when one person dies a disturbed death, they would be reincarnated as another. I mean, he was a demon after all whom had implanted himself within the seed a child here in the human world. So that could be one cause of the reason for her actions.

To fill the space, the space you made for me

Try to be the one you want

Try to be the way you want

And maybe I could be the one you need

If you'd only show me

Show me how to live and to bear the weight

Walking onto the stone pathway to her door, Oriole contemplated what lie she would speak this time. Even after 20 lies, she just could not come up with more. Half of the time they were made more complicated by other things. These were the times that she wished that Koenma would at least provide an explanation of her where abouts. But no, he was to stubborn to do so. Even Shuichi helped her countless times which was very odd to say the least. He seemed to more worried about her most of the time but seemed to help her get out of those situations as well. She would have thought that he would at least scold her for it, but he never did for some reason. But after the little talk that she had with him a few minutes ago, it seemed that she was on her own this time.

"Oriole! Where have you been? I have been so worried about you." Tears began to stream down her face as she ran to her daughter as a worried look crossed her face.

'Here we go again. When will this ever end?'

"I'm fine mother. I just took a walk is all." Walking to the steps the young girl tried to drown out the sounds of her mother.

With a sigh, she watched as her eight year old daughter climbed the steps to the second floor. She knew that there was really no way to get through to her child. Even if it meant that she would have to lock her inside of her bedroom, it would not work. The young girl was just too stubborn to truly let someone in on what was going on with her.

As she opened the door to her overly childish room, she felt a chill run it's way down her back. "What now? I thought that you were going to leave me alone or at least let me finish this damn thing before you graced me with your presence!"

"Calm down Oriole. I am only here to give you this." Holding his right arm out, he opened the palm of his hand revealing a medium sized star pendant. "You will need this if you are to fulfill this mission. And I believe that you will actually be grateful of this item as well."

"Fine Koenma, just hand it over already before my mother comes in and sees some strange guy in my room."

"Don't worry Oriole, you are the only one who can see me. So if she were to come into this room, she might just think that you are just having a conversation with yourself; not that it's a good thing, but better than most." A grin played upon his lips while he still held the pendant in his hand. "So, are you going to take it or not. If not then I will just have to return this to my father's vault."

"Huh, what! You mean that you stole this from King Enma's vault? You do know that if he finds out, you will be in for it. Maybe he'll even be kind enough to punish you for me."

Sighing, he saw the scowl that formed on her face. In ways it gave him chills that no one else could ever give. That was Oriole for him. She could say the most destructive things in the world while sending chills down anyones spine, but while keeping that same childish smile on her face.

"Yes, that is understood, but I believe that this was worth the risk. Oriole, you are needed for this mission, and only you. Thus, whatever punishment I will have caused upon myself, will be worth the cause. Remember, you are the only one who knows it's where abouts even if you are not able to remember. Demons will be after it no matter what. So now I leave you to this mission. You are the only capable one to do this. I would have sent my Spirit Detectives to do so, but this one mission is something that not even they will be prepared for." He paused before saying his last few word, trying to see if you were still listening. What I am saying Oriole is that, if they were to agree to this mission, their life would have ended before the mission would be complete. You are the only one. Fate chose you for this, now you must choose what you want to do. Will you be selfish and forget all about it or will you try to save the one that you love?"

And push into the sky

It's easier to lie, easier to lie

And do what's right when everything is wrong/i/p

It's easier to run it's easier to

Never have to look you in the eye

It's easier to lie, easier to lie