Hockey stops and slamming people into plexy glass was never my thing. Those jagged movements and the sound of sticks against a puck made me sick. I hated it when hockey players smiled; all their teeth were missing. I hated it when people said that I should join a hockey team, which they often did.

So instead, I turned to figure skating. Since I already took ballet, I was flexible and strong, and that was good. People thought I was really good, but I didn't care. They all thought it was because I was also a ballet dancer, but it wasn't. Because the ice is a different world. You can spin and jump, you gain speed and diligence before performing stunts you never could with normal slippers.

Ballet and Figure skating, have never, and will never be the same thing. Let no one tell you otherwise.

***

It wasn't snowing, even if it was cold to me. It was only seven degrees but I didn't care. I held tightly onto my white torn skates. The exhausted laces burned my hands as I ran to the nearby skating rink. It would be closed by now, since it was 11:54 pm. But hey, it was noon somewhere. I had stumbled upon it when I was out with Lussuria one day. He said it was open year-round and it was open from 10am to 9 pm.

And so, on this cool night, I decided to go out and try it. I noticed there was a back door and it was often unlocked. If not, I'm an excellent lock-picker.

As I stepped up the stairs that led to the back door, I was eager. I turned the door knob, hoping it would be unlocked. No such luck. I pulled a hair pin I had put on my skates off and stuck it into the door. After fiddling with it for about five minutes, the door clicked open and I grinned.

As I walked slowly into the darkened room, I slid my hand along the wall and I turned on the lights. Turns out I was in the boiler room. But I found the rink. It was big and flawless. I'm guessing the zamboni had just cleaned the ice. I grinned as I ran and sat down on a bench. I tied up my skates quickly, pulling them tightly. As I stepped out onto the ice, I almost fell. It was easy to get used to the ice again, but I needed music to dance to.

I skated over to a music player that was reachable from the ice. I turned it on, and out of instinct turned the CD to 5 and played the song. It started playing guitar lightly, then a soft English voice played and I started dancing to the music.

I dare you to move

I dare you to move

I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor

I dare you to move

I dare you to move

Like today never happened

Today never happened before

I liked the song somehow, even if I didn't understand the English or it wasn't in my normal genre of music. But as I danced around the ice, I remembered this was a different world, anything is possible. Somehow, in that dance I did, I managed to do a double axel, a triple loop, and a waltz jump. After the song had ended, I was smiling. But panting, a lot. Since when did figure skating take this much out of me?

I skated around for the next few songs, then decided to head back. As I undid my laces and turned off the music, some started yelling at me.

"Hey! What are you doing in here? Do you know what time it is?" The man yelled.

I was shocked, Oh damnit. How am I gonna get out of this one? I don't have enough energy to run.

"Um... Please don't tell anyone about this!" I said, panicking, "I just wanted to skate since I haven't in a really long. I'm sorry to have disturbed you. I... I just wanted to skate."

The man looked down at me, "You're new here, aren't you? I haven't seen you around before."

"I... I've only lived here for about two months, so I've never been here." I said, still nervous about what he was going to do.

"Well, you're cute. I'll let you go this time. But next time, you might want to come when we're open. Nice moves by the way." The man smiled at me.

My eyes lit up and I smiled, "Thank you so much! I really appreciate this!"

The man grinned, "Now get outta here!"

I ran happily out the door and towards the house. But I ran out of breath. My heart was beating overtime; how did I not realise it before? My face felt hot, and I my legs went weak. My chest was tight and I could breathe.

Am I... going to die....?

***

"So she just passed out? Right there on the street?"

"Yeah! I couldn't figure out what happened! She's skating amazingly one minute and the next she's laying there and her hearts beating a million times a minute. It was the weirdest thing."

I took in a deep breath, but felt like the air was different. I opened my eyes to see a speckled ceiling. I looked down at my mouth, which had some plastic thing over it. I coughed; I didn't like it. The two people in the room turned to look at me as I thrashed around.

"Hey! Calm down here!" Said someone, taking the plastic thing off and holding my arms down, "You're alright. You're in the hospital."

I gasped, looking wide-eyed at the doctor, "Where's Brother?"

"Calm down." The doctor said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Don't skip to the extras. Now, what's your name?"

"V... Violetta." I said, sitting up. A tube was sticking out of my left arm. I glared down at it. "Why am I in a hospital?"

"That's what we need to figure out. Now, do you have any pervious health problems? I noticed there's a scar on your back. Where did you get that?" The doctor asked.

"The scar is a birthmark." I answered; I didn't like this. Where was Xanxus?

"Hm... Odd birthmark."

"My brother has a few just like it on his face." I said, "If you let me get him, I can show you."

"Hold on here, Violetta. We can call him after a few questions, alright?"

"Listen girlie! I have to go; my wife is most likely worried." It was the guy from last night!

"Um... Thank you very much! I'm sorry to be such a burden on you!" I said, clutching my arms to my chest.

He looked back at me, "You... aren't a burden."

As the man left, I looked down, "Yea... of course."

"Alright, after these questions, you can call your brother. Okay?" The doctor placed a hand on my shoulder.

I nodded, and he began, "So, what did you feel before you passed out?"

Last night! That's it! I passed out on the street!

"Um.... weak, like my legs just gave out. It was like all the breath was taken out of my lungs. My heart was beating really fast too. I felt hot and weak. And I hit the pavement. That's all I remember." I said slowly.

"Alright." The doctor scribbled down something on a clipboard. "Now, have you ever had your period?"

"Um.... can't I have a female doctor ask me those kinds of questions?" I said, nervous by the question and the fact that he was a male doctor.

"Listen, it's all the same. You're going to end up with a male doctor on your case anyways. The sooner these questions are answered, the sooner you can get your brother." The doctor cocked an eyebrow and looked down at me.

"Yes I've had my freaking period before..." I grumbled, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Do you have it right now?"

"No."

"Are you pregnant?"

"Hell no! I'm fifteen!"

"I have to ask."

"Just.... whatever." I said, angry that he had to ask such questions.

He asked me a few more questions and I gave him the Varia bases number. As he went out of the room, I lay back down on the bed.

I bet he's going to be mad at me. I shouldn't have been out so late and now I'm in the hospital! He's going to think I got beaten or something. Damn it! How did this happen? What's even wrong with me? I'm hooked up to machines and I'm alone and sad and.... gosh... Mom... what's happening to me?

A few minutes into my mental rant, a nurse came in, looking panicked.

"Sweetheart! Calm down! You're heart is pounding much to fast!" The nurse said, rushing over to my bed and brushing a lock of hair out of my face. "Please calm down!"

I snapped out of my day dreaming, I looked at her. Her face held fake sympathy. I looked back at the ceiling, "What happens if he's going to be mad at be for not being in bed at that time?"

The nurse sat on the edge of the bed, "Who?"

"My older brother." I answered blandly.

"Well..." The nurse said, petting my head, "He should be glad someone got to you in time. From what they say, it sounds like you almost had a heart attack!"

"None of this would've happened if I had just stayed in bed and not gone to that stupid rink... I wanted to go skating today too..." I frowned at the ceiling.

"Do you like to skate?" The nurse asked, still petting my head. Her thumb moved across my forehead, massaging it.

"Yes. It feels like your flying." I said, "The ice is another world, where you and almost defy gravity."

"Sounds magical." The nurse said.

"It is.... It really is. I just wish... I was there now..." I closed my eyes, tears creeping out of the corners of my eyelids, "Lady?"

"Yes...?"

"What's wrong with me?" I asked, opening my eyes to look at her, "Why am I here?"

Something began ringing and the nurse stood up and left.

Tears spilled out of my eyes, as the vision of the ceiling became blurry, "I guess this river, needs a vale of tears to keep flowing."

As my tears fell down, like fragile pearls from the bottom of my heart, I thought of Mom. How she would always hold me when I was sad. She told me time and time again, 'You're important to me Violetta. Let no one tell you otherwise.' I believed it for the time being, but now....

"If I'm so damn important to you, why did you leave me? Why do I have to grieve by staying here? I want you Mommy! I miss you!" I cried aloud.

The door slammed open. I sat up and looked to the door. Xanxus stood there, panting with a red face. When he saw me, his expression turned from slight anger to sadness and relief.

"Violetta!" Xanxus said, coming over and hugging me tightly, "Oh my god, Violetta! You scared me so f*cking much! I... I didn't know where you were and I was so worried!"

"I don't like it here Xanxus... It's weird and people keep telling me to calm down even when I am calm." I said, wrapping my arms around him and hugging him back.

"I know you don't Violetta. But something happened and we have to figure out what caused it." Xanxus said, "Why were you even outside? You should have been asleep!"

"I wanted to skate. At the rink... Alone." I said.

"Cazzo! When Bel came into my room saying you weren't in your room, I panicked. Don't make me panic! My scars get all messed up looking!" Xanxus said.

"You're scars aren't messed up... You're scars are.... Handsome." I leaned my head on his shoulder as he sat down on the bed.

"Handsome?" He looked puzzled, "The scars make me look handsome?"

"Yea.... it's a unique kind of handsome... But handsome, none the less." I said.

Xanxus laughed a little as Squalo appeared at the door. He looked angry.

"Vooiii! You stupid boss! Don't just jump out of the car while it's still running!" Squalo said loudly.

"I hope I'm not totally deaf when I'm older." I said, "You're in the hospital Squalo, at least have some respect."

"Vooiii! You'd be just as angry if you almost died because Mr. Idiot here jumped out of the car while it was still moving and while he's driving!" Squalo yelled, "I almost died!"

"Didn't I tell you not to drive, Xanxus? Let Levi do it... You suck at driving. I don't even know how you got your licence." I said, looking up at Xanxus, who was smirking.

"Levi ran to slow." Xanxus said.

"Ushishishi. That's not true Xanxus. You just ran to fast." Bel said appearing at the door.

"Why were you in my room?" I asked, since Xanxus said Bel had told him I was gone.

"I was going to watch the stars and I thought you would've liked to come." Bel frowned, "Where were you anyways?"

"At the ice rink. I wanted to skate." I said, puffing my cheek out.

"You could've skated in the daytime!" Xanxus complained.

"But then there's too many people." I said, frowning.

"So? Be glad you can even skate! You should see me on ice! I keep falling over!" Xanxus said, holding me tightly.

"Yea, but last time I did that, I almost hit five people." I said, glaring at the wall, "It's like dancing, I forget anyone's watching. Bu this time I can fly."

"Fly...?" Bel frowned, and even if I couldn't see behind his bangs, his left eyebrow was raised. He always raised his left eyebrow when he was confused.

"Yeah! It's not like ballet, where you can't slide or do anything like that. In skating, you can fly across the ice gracefully. And Bel, you know that when I dance, I move my arms a lot. Same thing with skating." I said, taking my arms from around Xanxus and stretching them out, "I'll end up smacking someone in the face."

"Ushishishi. I can see that happening." Bel grinned, "You clumsy girl."

I pouted, "Shut up."

"Vooiii! Can I go home?" Squalo complained, sitting beside me and Xanxus on the bed.

"No... You'd have to take the car, and then Bel and I wouldn't be able to get home." Xanxus said.

Squalo cussed under his breath, but didn't say anything.

"Alright, so..." The doctor from before came walking in, looking at his clipboard, "Who's the guardian here...?"

"I am..." Xanxus said, looking up at the doctor.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Dr. Latino." The doctor held out his hand.

Xanxus took it and they shook, "Xanxus. Xanxus Rubino."

"Nice to meet you sir. Now, how are you related to Violetta?" Dr. Latino asked.

"Older brother." Xanxus said.

"Are there any parents that should be notified?" Dr. Latino asked, raising an eyebrow.

"No. Violetta has no parents." Xanxus said a ting of sadness in his voice.

"How come you didn't tell me you're name the first time when you asked me a bunch of weird questions?" I said, glaring up at the doctor.

"You never asked..." Dr. Latino said.

"Ushishishi. Wow... Princess! You're so out of it." Bel snickered.

"Shut up..." I hissed, glaring at Bel.

"I don't have to. I'm a prince." Bel grinned.

"Anyways, we think we should run a few tests to make sure. We need the guardian's signature." Dr. Latino said, handing a few papers to Xanxus.

"What kind of tests...?" Xanxus asked, looking at the papers, then back at Dr. Latino.

"All it is, is few blood tests and a scan that will look inside her; seeing if she has any internal problems." Dr. Latino said, handing Xanxus a pen.

I moved off him and crawled over to sit on Bel. His arms wrapped around my waist and I leaned back on his chest. He leaned his head atop mine and I closed my eyes.

"Oi! Latino! When will I get out of here?" I asked, moving a little bit closer to Bel.

"Depends on the test results; the shortest possible time you'll have to stay in here for is only about 5 more hours." Dr. Latino said as Xanxus signed the papers. He raised an eyebrow, "Is he your boyfriend or something?"

I choked, opening my eyes and blushing, "What? B-Bel's not my boyfriend!"

"What the hell makes you think that?" Bel said, sounding baffled.

Dr. Latino smirked, "Nothing, it's jus that you two look really comfortable with each other. Like you could be going out."

I glared at the doctor, a blush still streaking my face, as Squalo laughed at us, "Don't jump to conclusions you stupid doctor."

Dr. Latino smirked, "My apologises."

They took my blood a few times. It didn't hurt too much. But Squalo got bored, and Xanxus ordered Bel to keep my company overnight, which gave Dr. Latino more suspicions that we're in a relationship, which we totally aren't. Right...? They sent me to a big circle thing that scanned my body. I didn't like it. It made weird beeping noises. Bel kept with me the whole time, never leaving my side. I was thankful; I really needed someone there with me since I hate hospitals. Last time I was in the hospital, they told me my mother was dead.

***

I opened my eyes a slit, looking at the wall my bed was pushed up against. I had spent the night in the hospital because they needed to wait for the results of the circle scan thing. I rolled over, trying to go back to sleep when I heard Bel's voice.

"...and you want me to tell her?" Bel asked.

"You seem close enough. She'd bite me if I told her." That was Dr. Latino. Why are they talking about me?

"But this will kill her! She loves to skate! Well, I've never seen her skate, but from what she was saying yesterday, she loves it. Please Doctor, Is there some sort of mistake...?"

"There's no mistake, Belphegor..." Dr. Latino was serious, "You have to tell her, she can never skate again."

She can never skate again....

She can never skate again...