What was happening now? I jumped up then realised how squishy me bed was…. And how much of a lightweight I was…. Maybe too much of a lightweight because I started floating?

What was going on in my life?

I felt myself get dizzy, as I flew around my room, and somehow landed on a high shelf, and held onto the old teddy bear that was resting on the dusty shelf, it too, covered with dust.

Mental note: When I grow big again, and am not the size of an apple, I willl clean this shelf.

What was going on anyway? I just remember thinking a lot before barely passing out on my own cries- oh yeah. I got mad at Ikutobecause he said soething stupid. I frowned, sitting as dust folicles morphed into shapes in the air after my weight shift.

Oh yeah.. I was mad at him.. Because I said that..

I shook my head, as hearing the approach of my mother, I hid, but peaked out after making sure I was unnoticable.

"Amu?" My mother searched my room, looking around every corner, in my clost, and in my drawers even for some reason. She looked up, so I backed out of view.

"Tsumugu! Where is Amu? Is she at her friends?" My mother called to my dad, who was probably getting snapshots of Ami downstairs.

"No!" He yelled up, as I heard footsteps approaching. "She ever told me! But maybe she's out with a boy!" he whined, tears falling down his face.

I frowned, because I couldn't let them see me like this. I knew they couldn't see me anyway, because it didn't take much effort to realize I was smaller than my hand used to be. Maybe I transformed into a guardian character? I didn't know what I even looked like right now, either way. But when they leave, I will check the mirror..

"No, Papa!" She smacked his head. "This is serious! Amu could be kidnapped or gone!"

I felt guilty again. I wasn't anywhere, but right in my own room. I just couldn't let myself be seen.

As they left the room, I flew down to the mirror, to reveal myself, hair down, light, and combed, the same color it always was.

But my eyes and head were bigger, and you could barely see my nose, if in this 'chara-like' form I even had one…

my light gold eyeliner from last night was perfectly lined on my face, as well as the petal-ly dress I wore on my date was around my body. ( picture on profile )

I smiled lightly at myself, but it was soon replaced with a frown as I though of the consequences.

Would I live like this forever?

Would I LIVE forever? Chara's didn't die, did they?

Would I be able to see my friends?

My family ever again?

What about my charas? Where did they go?

Wait, where did they go?

I looked around, and saw nothing, but an empty, soundless, room.

I heard the door open downstairs, and heard my mother stiffling cries.

As I flew out of my room.

Flying through the stairway area, managing to not touch a step, and stay at human height, I gasped when I saw my mother, almost balling, along with my father, who was for once serious, scraping every inch of the room for me, under cushions, under blankets, under the couch, in shelfs, in cupboards, everything possible for only a mouse to hide in..

But what made me most frightened was that Ikuto Tsukiyomi had enough guts to come to the door of this boy-hating house, and speak to my over-protective dad, and my fairly young-acting mother, and ask where I was.

I frowned, but stayed hidden, and listened intenlty. I couldn't be caught by him. I didn't want to see him, anyway.

"Is your daughter here, Misses Hinamori?"

My mother shed a tear. "She's missing! We just checked her room, and everywhere else, and called all her friends, and she's not…. Anywhere!" My mother choked on the pause there, and then held her eyes with her hands, crying as my dad stopped his searc momentarily to rub his scared wife's back. To soothe her.

I came out of my noticing-every-detail kind of moment to see Ikuto's teeth grit, and him clench his visible vist at his side.

He then spoke, "I'll find her, Misses Hinamori, Mister Hinamori, I promise." He then left the house, as my mother diaed the police and called them up, and had a conversation as her husband held her close on the couch.

Should I be worried about that?

"Sis is a dollie!" I heard a childish scream behind me, making every hair fly upward as I panicked.

"That's something to worry… about.." I turned around, nervously and slowly to face my sister, with starry eyes, and a big smile.

Oh…. Poor Miki, Ran, Su, and Dia…. What they had to endure..

My sister held me close, as she twirled around, crying pleas of joy.

My mother and father turned now, from their couch spot to see Ami, and hopefully not me.

"Mama, Papa, look at sis! She's a dollie!"

Mom started to tear up, before ducking into her hands. It wasn't happy to see my mom like that.

"A-ami, you should go to your room right now.." Dad put on a sympathetic smile, to protect my sister from bad news.

"But Papa, Sis-" "Ami." My dad instructed, serious immediately.

My sister started tearing up, and went to rub her eyes to stop tears. I flew out of her arms at that point.

Now what do I do, with a search going on?

And what will my friends do?

What will Ikuto do?