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Amu felt herself being thrust aside and she couldn't register what was happening fast enough. She saw a flurry of white coated doctors rush in, nurses at their sides. Amu heard her father—or what seemed like her father—howling in agony. She was pushed out into the spotless hallway again and Amu sunk to the floor, her throat constricting.

Her mother wasn't dead. There was just no way.

She tried to breathe in but she felt something heavy on top of her, pushing her down to the floor. Amu's hands flew to the perpetrator but her hands simply sliced through the air and she heard nothing but her own wheezes.

Amu turned to her side and saw someone coming, a man, it seemed, and she tried to speak but choked on her own words. He was nearing her. There was no way he could miss her! When he was almost in front of her, he seemed to sense something wrong because he looked down at her and his eyes widened slightly. Amu felt hands shaking her before her vision faded and all she could see was her mom.

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When Amu woke up, she was laid in a white, cold, bed and she realized she was in the hospital.
"Hello?" she croaked, and a nurse walked in promptly, a clipboard in hand.

"Hello."

"Why am I here?"

"You had fainted outside of your mother's room and a man brought you here." Her mom! She shot up quickly and ran to her mom's room, relieved to see that her mom was still there when she arrived. She sat down next to her and lay her head next to her mom's.

It was all just a dream.

Her dad was slumped over onto the bed, breathing heavily as if he had run a marathon. She got up and shook his shoulder gently.

"Dad?" Amu stepped back in shock when his head snapped up, his eyes dark and sinister.

"We're going home." Tsumugu started getting up, his stormy eyes locked with hers.

"Wait but mom is still-"

"Midori is dead." His terse words were a slap to her face, bringing her back into reality. He took one last glance at Midori before stiffly walking out the door. Amu stared at her mom's pale face and dragged her feet out the door, trying not to break into fresh tears.

The walk home was silent and tense. Amu couldn't help but feel that this was her chance to get away before something bad happened.

The usually welcoming pastel yellow house felt unfamiliar and uninviting. Amu shivered when she entered, slipping her shoes off. The bang of the door shutting surprised her and she stumbled in, the feeling of unease only growing. She quickly grabbed a sweater hanging nearby and draped it on.

"Amu. I got a call from Tadase's mother." The coldness of his voice scared her; her father was never so cold.

"What did she say?" What did Yuuki have to do with anything?

"She said that Midori got hit by a car. Because of you."

"Wait, w-what? I didn't do anything." Amu stepped back as her dad began to advance on her. Her mind was going overtime. What did she do? What had Yuuki said?

"You killed Midori. You killed Midori. You killed Midori." Tsumugu repeated it like a mantra and he grabbed her by the arm, his fingers pressing into her soft skin mercilessly.

"O-ow, that hurts dad!" Amu whimpered, trying to pull away futilely. The sudden change in his demeanor stunned Amu; the last time she called, a few days ago, he was bright and cheery as always.

"I bet a useless girl like you wouldn't even know why," his vice like grip tightened and Amu could feel the bruises beginning to form. What had happened to her dad?

"I didn't do anything! I have no idea what you're talking about!" A bit of anger began to form in her stomach at the injustice. She had done nothing.

"Stop it dad! What the hell happened? I know you're upset that mom passed away but you can't just take it out on me!" she said, trying to wrench her arm out of his hold.

Hot pain suddenly filled her cheek and she gasped, turning to her dad in horror. He panted heavily as he lowered his hand down. His eyes were filled with complete fury, something she had never seen before. A wave of fear filled Amu when she realized she wasn't going anywhere.

"Don't you DARE talk back to me, you slut." Tsumugu stomped toward the basement, dragging Amu along roughly. He swung the creaky door open and shoved her in, watching as Amu tripped down the staircase, collapsing when she reached the bottom.

"Think about what you did wrong."

The door slammed shut and Amu sat in the darkness alone.

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Ikuto slammed the car door shut and walked into the hospital coolly, walking past the front desk. He had memorized the route to the room already—was it the 45th time visiting? He couldn't remember; he stopped counting a long time ago—and navigated through the halls.

Ikuto's mind was occupied with worries and he nearly missed the girl convulsing on the floor. He picked her up and carried her to a random nurse nearby before mindlessly walking to his destination. Normally Ikuto would have stayed behind and asked if she was okay but he was far too busy now.

When he reached the blank, white door, he steeled his heart before pushing the door open.

A girl with long, blonde pigtails lay in the bed, her breathing irregular. Her eyes cracked open, and a bright smile painted her face when she saw him. "Ikuto! I missed you!" her voice was weak and quiet. Ikuto managed a small smile and sat on a chair next to her bed.

"Hello, Utau. How are you today?"

"I'm good. The nurses said that I'd be able to leave the hospital in two weeks if the transplant goes well." He smiled gently and patted her head.

"That's great. Are you nervous?"

"Not really. I'm more excited. I can't wait to get out there!" She stared wistfully out the window, her hands clutching a small, white snowdrop.

"Did that boy come again?" He unconsciously molded his hands into fists.

"Kukai? Yeah, he did. See?" She waved the flower in his face, eyes bright with happiness. Ikuto unclenched his hands and sighed. He left Kukai alone only because he made Utau happy. Anything that brought Utau laughter was going to stay. "How was school?"

"Terrible. Like always." Utau giggled softly before breaking into coughs, bending over her sheets. Ikuto quickly reached over and pat her back worriedly. "Are you okay?" She smiled weakly at him, pushing him away.

"I'm fine, Ikuto."

"Utau, you have to be careful." She rolled her eyes childishly.

"I'm gonna be okay, so calm yourself! Aren't you busy today? Go do your homework." Ikuto sighed before kissing her on the cheek and made his way back home.

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