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CRASH!

I nearly screamed as the sudden crash woke me abruptly. I poked my head above the covers to see what exactly had fallen, and I withdrew myself just as quickly.

There had been a boy, an older teenager, balancing several boxes in his hands and staring at one on the floor, its contents spilled out.

There was a person.

In this room.

And he seemed to have no intention of leaving.

I began to panic, breathing hard and fast while hoping that he wouldn't notice the human-shaped lump under the blanket.

What was I going to do?

"Ikuto!" A voice, the girl's voice I had heard earlier, pierced my ears.

"What, Utau? Leave me alone."

I shuffled the slightest fraction so that I could see the people who, apparently, lived in this house.

The boy, Ikuto, was tall and had an almost feline figure. His messy deep blue hair fell in front of his face, and his eyes were a shade of purplish-blue I couldn't describe.

The girl, Utau, was shorter and seemed younger, but still definitely teenage. She wore her knee-length blonde hair in ponytails that seemed anything but childish on her. The only similarity between her and the boy I assumed to be her brother were her eyes, which glowed the same shade of purple.

"What did you break?"

"I don't know, but Utau-"

"That's Mama's anniversary gift to Papa!" Utau screamed, and Ikuto flinched. "What were you doing, messing around in his room anyway?!"

"I-"

"Ikuto, you idiot!"

"Utau, stop." Ikuto replied, voice laced with anger and guilt.

"I will not stop! You broke something precious, all because you were playing around in his room!" Utau wailed.

"I wasn't."

"What?!"

"I wasn't playing around."

"Then what…?"

"I was looking for something."

"Ikuto, is it-"

"Yes, it is. Now Utau, if you could leave me alone-"

"Of course." Utau, suddenly sounding meek and nervous, left the room in a hurry.

Leaving me with only questions.

I had stayed in dozens, maybe even hundreds of houses and never once had I been this intrigued.

Ikuto sighed and continued sifting through the boxes. I tensed as he approached the bed, calming myself only with the thought that he wouldn't look for something in a bed.

So when he flung the covers off me, I jumped like I had been electrocuted.

I leaped into the air and landed with a thump behind Ikuto, and he whirled around. I twisted to the side and hid myself behind a precarious stack of boxes.

"What the-? I swear I heard something...I saw something, too…"

I sighed in relief, knowing that Ikuto would soon brush it off as a hallucination.

But I needed to leave, now that he had heard me and seen my 'transparent form', what people see if they look hard enough for me.

I crept down the hallway, a foolish part of me reluctant to leave. I walked faster, frightened by my own overwhelming desire to know more.

I thrust open the door.

The biting gale-force winds bit at me, and I staggered and fell within moments. Snow was falling fast and thick, covering the world in an even deeper white and freezing me to the bone.

Keep going.

Come on, leave it behind. What is so special about those two?

You can survive the cold.

Come on.

Come on…

Amu.

And yet...I had returned.

"I'm leaving, Ikuto!"

"Fine."

I watched as Utau closed the door, scarves billowing behind her. I stared at the roll in my hands, utterly and thoroughly ashamed.

What was wrong with me?

I had come back to this house like some maniac stalker last night, when I should have just moved on. Even now I could easily step through the door, but something bound me to this house.

Something bound me to these people.

I followed Ikuto silently as he ascended the stairs, to his own room. I slipped in behind him and watched as he prepared to open the case.

"Is someone there?"

I gulped and hid. Whatever the case may be with my invisibility, I didn't want to be in sight.

"I think I'm going crazy, thinking there's some stalker after me or something…"

I chuckled to myself, forgetting for an instant that people could hear me. As Ikuto turned and jumped I raced outside, pushing myself through the door-to follow Utau now, I guess.

It was creepy, how I was drawn to these two, how I was not able to leave. I didn't even like these people much. Yet I was not fighting it, I was stalking a random pair of siblings lie I did it every day.

Maybe it was because of the first conversation, that defined them as 'suffering'?

Maybe it was because...I could see my sadness in their eyes.

Breath misting the air in front of me, I squinted through the cold air as I wished I had worn a jacket. I could glimpse Utau ahead.

"Utau!" a peppy voice called, a person that I couldn't see through all the snow that was being kicked up.

"Yaya!" A young girl, maybe a year or so younger than me, stepped into view. She was clutching a mug of hot chocolate and two red bows flopped at the sides of her head.

I watched, fascinated, as more people came forward, until Utau was surrounded by a group of around five chattering boys and girls.

Of course they weren't like me. I had been stupid to think that they might have been alone, friendless, just like me.

It didn't matter.

This was...this was my punishment.

For breaking the rules of my home planet, for doing unspeakable things.

But I had tried to act for the best, so why...?

I sprinted away from the scene, teardrops falling from my face like shards of ice.

Tears of sadness.

Tears of frustration.

Tears of shame.

I gazed down at my hands.

My fingers, seemingly unchanged, slender and pale.

But the power these fingers used to hold...

Were taken from me, along with my identity.

I broke down for the first time in three years, reality finally catching up to me. I sank into the snow, sinking into the sea of white around me.

"Hey."

I turned, twisting my head to look at the owner of the voice that had addressed me.

And there stood Ikuto, kneeling in front of me with Utau at his side. Surrounding them were the others, the people who Utau seemed to know.

"Why are you crying?" Utau asked, offering me a hand.

"You'll catch a cold." a petite blonde girl announced, pretending to be indifferent.

Someone, a boy or girl, (I honestly wasn't sure) offered me his jacket. "What's your name?"

"Want some candy?" The little Yaya girl thrust forward a bag of sweets.

"Ace!" another boy protested. "I'm really sorry, um…"

"Tell us what's wrong, maybe we can help you." Crimson eyes met mine as a boy with long locks of blonde hair helped me up.

"Crying is bad for you. You won't be able to run as fast." A tall, athletic boy slapped me a bit too hard on the back.

But I didn't care.

Somehow, these people…

They were looking at me.

Seeing me.

I opened the story with Ikuto and Utau, but all the Guardians are major characters. This will be a magic story, but there is a lot of sentimental stuff and drama.

I had a hard time illustrating the way Amu feels drawn to Ikuto and Utau's loneliness. Please, if you have any suggestions/criticisms, I'm always looking to improve. I know I'm not exactly a spectacular writer, so yeah...

Also, for anyone who has watched the anime Fairy Tail, I am writing a crossover of Shugo Chara and Fairy Tail called The Ultimate, which no one bothers to read or review. Check it out if you like action and drama!

Thanks, and ReachForTheSky is out!