Yep, chapter's a little short 'cause I thought it had a perfect little ending that would be diluted if I added anymore to it. So enjoy. Really. Even if it stinks dirt, enjoy it.

"Amu, dear."

"Yes, mother?"

"How did your special outing with Hotori-sama?"

"It was most enjoyable," I smiled. "He has the most exquisite cat, might I add."

"Ah, to be wed so soon," my mother smiled gently and took my hand in hers on the table. "You truly have blossomed into a lovely young woman, Amu."

"Oh, mother," I sighed. "You married dad when you were my age."

"I know," she cast a loving glance at him. "And it was a wonderful wedding. Then we had you two, Ami and Amu. And you two were the best gifts from our love."

"Mama!" Ami giggled. "Love!"

"I love you too, Ami," she let go of me to smooth her hair down. "Just wait, you'll see your big sister all dolled up in a beautiful dress soon."

"Pwetty!" she clapped her hands together with a grin.

"Now you're sure you want to spend the rest of your natural life with him, right Amu?" My mother held my gaze sternly.

"I do, mother," I reassured her. "I find his company to my liking."

"Alright then," she lightened up. "Let's all eat, shall we? Alright, now Amu because you're our special - "

The door burst open and a dark shadow flickered in the open doorway. My mother and father instinctively stood, Ami and I shrieking in surprise. My mother quickly shooed us to the stairs. Ami and I ran.

"Nngh..." I rolled over, my body aching all over. I groaned irritably. I turned over again. Finally, I sat up and glared at everything around me as if they were the cause of my inexplicable aching. I sigh and got up, stretching myself. I froze.

I twisted around then look at my arms, wrists, exposed skin - any limb my eyes could see! Perfect. Unblemished. Completely fine. I swung my arms around to see if they were fully functional. They were. I felt my face - completely smooth! I looked down at myself. Completely fine! Not a single scratch!

"What the hell happened to me?" I whispered pulling at my hair. Ikuto...he had something to do with this for sure. I just can't seem to remember...

[Vampire.]

"I see you haven't changed..."

"Amu Hinamori of the eighteenth century..."

"...Tsukiyomi Ikuto."

I clutched my head with a groan, sinking to my knees. I grabbed fistfuls of my hair as if I could rip out the pounding in my head, squeezing my eyes tightly and clenching my teeth. Oh god...the pain! It was killing me! I curled up into a ball and rocked back and forth as I attempted to get rid of my agitation. The past events totally killed every single logical thought in my brain. My arm was broken. Now it was not. I probably would've died but I did not. I probably lost a lot of blood...I...did...I DID!

"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my GOD!" My eyes widened in shock. "Ikuto's a...Ikuto's a...a..."

[Vampire.]

"And I'm hearing voices in my head," I murmured. "I'm going insane, aren't I? That's it. I'm just going insane. Insane, insane, insane. Innnnnsaaaa~~ne!"

There seemed to be a chuckle...MY chuckle. [It's interesting to see how I turned out. So different.]

"I'mcrazyI'mcrazyI'mcrazyI'mcrazy..." and so on and so forth.

[Crazy are you?] The voice seemed lightly amused. [Do not fear, Amu is here.]

I got up and ignored the voice to go grab so aspirin or whatnot and some water. This would all be over with eventually, right? It's just shock. Yeah, that's it. It's definitely the shock.

[Shock from what?]

I clench my hand and grabbed the small white bottle on the desk next to the bed which I hadn't noticed before and the glass of water. I quickly downed two orange pills and then washed them down with the glass of lukewarm water. I must've been out a for a while now. I quickly finished it off and went to the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror, peering in close.

A flash in the mirror surprised me.

"I see you're up and well," he leaned against the doorway with his arms crossed. I yelped in surprise and backed up against the sink. He cast a slanted gaze in my direction then looked away, sighing. "You're not afraid are you?"

I blinked a few times. He was asking if I felt afraid? Afraid of what exactly? The fact that he saved me from my death fall? Afraid he bit me sucked my blood? Afraid he...he...he was a freakin' bloodthirsty v-vampire? I decided to nod my head rapidly in response. Yes, yes to all of those above.

He seemed to groan frustratedly. "The only good thing out of this is that I've confirmed my suspicions."

"W-w-what?" I stuttered watching him carefully.

He looked at me with an unreadable expression. "That you're most definitely related to HER."

[Yes.]

That voice again. Was I really going insane? "Wait...that girl?"

"Nooo, the pony." He said sarcastically.

"Ikuto!" I growled, my eyes narrowing ever so slightly.

His mouth quirked. "What?"

"Just...just what do you want?" I asked swallowing. "Money? I don't have much but you can have it. Take it all. Just don't...don't hurt me, please. Don't hurt anyone."

He snorted and rose from the doorway, sauntering towards me slowly. "You don't honestly think I want money, do you?"

"W-well, not really," I admitted pressing back even farther.

"And if I wanted to hurt you, why would I save you from your possible death?" He raised an eyebrow, only a foot of space between us now.

"I-I guess so."

He stopped within a fingertips reach. He lowered his volume and spoke softly, "Then why are you afraid?"

I stared at him. He was right. Why WAS I afraid? I really had no reason to fear him. He was technically still the same Ikuto a day before, right? And just because...just because he's a vampire shouldn't change anything should it? It's just a part of him. I shouldn't ask him to change it just because I'm scared. He wouldn't be able to anyway. I can't run away just because I'm scared. I just can't.

He sighed, his shoulders slumping and turned away from me. Without thinking I reached out to him, my fingers grasping onto his sleeve. He turned his head, seemingly surprised. I looked at him, my lips slightly parted to say something but there was nothing to be said. I pressed my lips together and then forced a smile. I shook my head slowly.

"I...I'm still your friend," I said shaking. "So if...if you still wanna be friends...I'm still here. And I always will be."

He turned and smiled gently, interlacing his fingers with mine while bringing his forehead to mine, closing his eyes. I blinked. But he said one word that made everything right again:

"Good."