"What's the meaning of this President?" Tadase had showed the poster to the others. Yaya was jumping up and down on the bed, getting ahead of herself again.

"It means, Tadase, that we can Amu-chii again!AAHHH!" Yaya had fallen in a heap on the floor. She started to cry, but Nagihiko gave her a lollipop just in time.

"Kairi? Is it really her?" Nagihiko doubted it, but inside he knew those pair of golden eyes.

"I'm not sure. I tried looking up this band on the internet, but there is no information about it whatsoever."

"Does it matter?" The quiet voice came from Utau. "I am sure that's her. Plus, if this is a band, I should go check it out. If it's good, it could become competition for me. And you all know I hate to lose." Utau grinned, but there was a predator glint in her eyes. They all backed off slowly. Kukai just laughed.

"Let's go guys! It'll be fun, as Utau said," he joked as he nudged Utau.

"It's decided then." Kairi pushed his glasses up his nose. "We will go tonight to see what happens."

"YEAH!" They all raised their fists into the air.

Later that night

There was a huge crowd outside the theater. Fortunately, the group had come early to get front row seats. As the stage dimmed, whispers quieted as they expected something grand. One light showed on a young girl, the girl on the poster. She raised her head slowly, and started singing softly.

"I wanted to tell you, but I couldn't
Occasionally, before I became meek
The us that passed the season of crying
Now are really shining
Each of the forms of happiness we'd painted are overlapping
Now they've become a big love
Let's go on living together, always

Even if it were a hundred years past, I swear my love
You are my everything
I believe, I just believe
In the person with whom I carve out a common time

No matter what you're like, or even what I'm like
It's all lovely
With you around I don't need anything
Because we'll surely be happy

I waited for you in the rain
Without even knowing the meaning of kindness
The wounded night where we passed each other by
Even then, we've come this far
Our irreplaceable meeting
I connect it with a miracle
Our memories overlap
The song from our beginning reverberates

To the friends that have supported us no matter when
And laughed and cried with us
I put just one thing into my heart
The words I send are "thank you"

Even if it were a hundred years past, I swear my love
You are my everything
I love you, I just love you
Let's make a vow on the same tomorrow

Just one person in the entire world
I've chosen you
Because if I'm with you, no matter what the future is like
It'll be shining always

La la la ~
La la la ~"

"One Love" by Arashi

By the end, everyone was mesmerized by the purity and clarity of her voice. She had gotten louder as the song progressed, but kept it quiet still. She smiled, and all of a sudden, the lights of the stage turned on, nearly blinding the audience with its radiance. As they stared, they gasped in surprise. Behind the girl was a diagram of a dragon intertwined with a lotus and knife, two contrasting symbols. However, the picture was majestic, and no one could help but sigh over its beauty. Suddenly, rock music started playing, and the beat was so captivating, the audience began clapping, some even dancing.

"Looked down from a broken sky
Traced out by the city lights
My world from a mile high
Best seat in the house tonight
Touched down on the cold black top
Hold on for the sudden stop
Breath in the familiar shock
Of confusion and chaos
All those people going somewhere,
Why have I never cared?

Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me your love for humanity
Give me your arms for the broken hearted
Ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me your heart for the ones forgotten
Give me your eyes so I can see

Step out on a busy street
See a girl and our eyes meet
Does her best to smile at me
To hide what's underneath
There's a man just to her right
Black suit and a bright red tie
Too ashamed to tell his wife
He's out of work
He's buying time
All those people going somewhere
Why have I never cared?

Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me your love for humanity
Give me your arms for the broken hearted
Ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me your heart for the ones forgotten
Give me your eyes so I can see

I've Been there a million times
A couple of million eyes
Just moving past me by
I swear I never thought that I was wrong
Well I want a second glance
So give me a second chance
To see the way you see the people all along

Give me your eyes for just one second
Give me your eyes so I can see
Everything that I keep missing
Give me your love for humanity
Give me your arms for the broken hearted
Ones that are far beyond my reach.
Give me your heart for the ones forgotten
Give me your eyes so I can see

"Give me Your Eyes" By Brandon Heath

"Well everyone! Having fun?" The crowd cheered. "Well we have a surprise for everyone tonight! He's not well-known, but neither are we." Everyone in the stage laughed. "Anyways! Let's applaud for our newest addition to the band. He's a violinist, but he asks to remain anonymous until further notice. But look at the screens if you want to see his face!" A man in black walked in with violin in hand. The camera followed his every move, but he had his eyes covered with black sunglasses. His hair was midnight blue and he had a lean figure. Every girl screamed because the man looked hot. His black outfit was not a tuxedo, but more like a school uniform. He had a cross necklace around his throat and you could see the slightest of blue coming through his glasses. As he started playing, the theatre was instantly still as a melancholy, but pure song started playing. (A/N: remember this guys? XDD) Suddenly the song ended, and the man bowed. There was silence, and then an uproar. The crowd kept screaming "encore!" as they stood up and clapped.

"And so, this concludes our performance for tonight. Thank you all!" The guitarist was definitely Kisangi. He laughed cheerfully. "Have a good night, everyone!" The stage grew dark almost instantly. People started chattering excitedly as the lights around them turned on, and the band was gone. The stage was empty, and it had only been about 15 seconds. It was as if nothing had been there. The band was truly the Silent Thieves. Without the audience knowing, the band had captured their minds and hearts with their music.

The Guardians looked at each other, as people streamed out the doors.

"Utau, wasn't that Ikuto?" asked Kukai. Everyone else had a dumbfounded look. Utau was as shocked as them, but slightly happy as well.

"Probably. But now I can have a competition with Amu again. This time, I definitely won't lose!"

Amu's POV

I heard the crowd yelling and shouting in pleasure. I warmed with happiness with the thought that my existence was not as insignificant as before. I turned back to my fellow band members, and congratulated them all and thanked them for their hard work. Nearer and nearer I came to the violinist. Right now, he was putting away his violin in a corner. I bent towards him, and said,

"Thanks…Ikuto. Good job for all your hard work." He turned around to me, and his face was blank.


"You played wonderfully out there Ikuto." Kisangi came over and put his arm around my shoulders. Instantly I tensed, and looked at him. Memories of pain came over me, and I unintentionally winced. Kisangi looked at me, and sensed my discomfort. He smiled wider, and hugged me. I wriggled, but his arms were like steel cables. Ikuto looked at our embrace with a little bit of anger in his eyes. All of a sudden, I was ripped out of Kisangi's arms, and Ikuto was now hugging me! I stopped myself from hyperventilating so I could hear him speak.

"Why do you do that? You know that she doesn't like it."

"Why, Ikuto-san! I never knew you cared about Amu so much. Besides, isn't it natural for a boyfriend to want to hug his girlfriend?" Kisangi laughed and looked at the other band members. "Hey guys! Who wants to go out for a drink? We'll bring Ikuto-san with us this time, for such a great performance."

I looked at Ikuto and shook my head, warning him not to go. He looked down at me, and smirked.

"Sorry Kisangi-san. But I think I'll pass. Instead, I would love to accompany Amu for the night. I don't think you would object. You are going to have fun with your friends tonight, and Amu doesn't like to drink."

Kisangi glared at Ikuto, and then laughed even harder. "Point taken! Alright then, Ikuto-san. You can have Amu for tonight. But remember, nothing can be hidden from the Silent Knife (Chapter 13). And Amu, I'll keep my promise to you (Chapter 15). Just don't do anything naughty!" Kisangi and the others left the room talking about the best bar to go to for a celebration.

Amu looked at Ikuto in frustration.

"Why did you say that?"

Ikuto glanced down at her in mock surprise.

"Why Amu, I never figured you as the drinking type."

Amu blushed at her mistake, and stuttered, "I-I did-didn't mean that!" Then she noticed Ikuto was still hugging her. She tried to wriggle away, but Ikuto wouldn't let her. "Ik-Ikuto! Let me go!"

"No. Can't we just stay like this for a few minutes?" Amu sighed in defeat and let Ikuto hold her. A "few minutes" passed and finally Amu nudged Ikuto. His eyes were closed, and she wondered if he was asleep. She giggled and reached over to ruffle his hair. Then, she couldn't stop. His hair was just so soft! She didn't notice that she had turned around in his arms, and was now facing him. Suddenly Ikuto's eyes opened and Amu gasped. He smirked and locked his arms behind her back.

"So Amu? I never knew you wanted to kiss me so much."

Amu blushed tomato-red, and jumped away.

"I didn't! You b-baka!"

"Then why were you touching my hair?"

"T-That's because…."


"NOTHING!" Amu took in a deep breath then calmed down. Her mask was back in place. "Well then, shall we go?"

"Where Amu? Do you have an idea?"

"Yeah. But you're paying."

"Ouch. How mean." Amu shrugged then cracked a smile.

"You'll enjoy this place Ikuto."

"Where are we going?"

"On a road trip."

"Amu. Where are we?" Amu had taken Ikuto through various alleyways that he didn't even know existed. There was no response. Ikuto shrugged and continued following. Suddenly, Amu stopped…at a subway station.

"Well?" Amu asked? Ikuto just stared.

"How am I supposed to be impressed?" Ikuto asked. Suddenly, Amu laughed.

"I'm just kidding. This isn't the place. We have to go alittle further."

Embarrassed, Ikuto just shrugged. "Whatever."

Amu giggled and went down the street, into an alley. She entered a club called "Cat Scratch Club" (RENT!). Ikuto looked up at the glowing sign, wondering what made Amu take him there. Being the pervert he was, he smirked at the image of Amu dancing in a nightclub.

"Ikuto! Hurry up!" Ikuto shook himself from the daydream and smirked at Amu as he came closer to the entrance. "What were you daydreaming about?" Amu asked, slightly annoyed. The bouncer had stamped her hand and there was now a cat scratch stamp on her right hand. Ikuto held out his, and received his own stamp.

"Nothing Amu. Just imagining you in your underwear," Ikuto lied.

Amu blushed and glared. "Pervert. Well, hurry up."

"Do you come here often Amu? That bouncer seemed to know you, you didn't even give him a tip," Ikuto commented. (I don't know how night clubs work. I'm just making it all up!)

Amu looked back as she walked into the darkness, then smiled a cat's grin. All of a sudden, she disappeared into the dark, and Ikuto was left staring at an open space where Amu had been. He spun around in a frenzy, wondering where she could have disappeared to. All of a sudden, he heard loud, banging music, and saw a door open, slightly ajar. He glanced in, and saw Amu in the center of the dance floor. She glanced up, and caught him staring at her. She grinned and started walking towards him. She gestured towards the DJ who lowered the volume of the music. Ikuto also started walking towards her, ignoring the gasps of surprise from the other women in the club. He was used to it by now. When they met at the bottom of the stairs, he glared at her.

"What was all that about? You left me in the dark without a word?"

Amu laughed gently, and tickled him under the chin with her fingers. "Awww. Was Ikuto, the alley cat, scared of the dark?"

Indignant, Ikuto grabbed her hand and frowned. "No. And why does the entire staff here listen to you?"

Amu snaked her arm around his neck, bringing his head down closer to hers. Her eyes were half-closed, seductive even, and Ikuto could feel her hot breath on his lips. Amu opened her mouth to say something, then smiled wickedly. "Let's dance."

"What?" Ikuto was dragged to the dance floor, where Amu started dancing around him. He stood stiffly, watching her move her body around him. He gave up on frowning and smirked. Grabbing her waist, he commenced to dance with her, their bodies flowing smoothly and together. After thirty minutes of dancing, he led her to a booth, where she ordered two beers.

"You drink?" asked Ikuto surprised.

"Nope!" She giggled in response.

"Then why'd you order—"

"Celebration Ikuto. You did fabulously today."

"What makes you think I drink?"

"You didn't object for yourself when I ordered it. I just took the chance." Amu smiled and zoned out. "Life is all about chances…" She started and got out of her reverie. "Anyways," she said brightly, "we should have fun tonight! Ki-chan gave us a one-in-a-lifetime break. You won't get this every time, you know."

"Ki-chan?" asked Ikuto stiffly.

"I'll explain later. Oh look! Here comes the drinks!" The waiter smiled at Amu and she giggled in response.

"Here you go, ohime-sama."

"Why, thank you!"

Ikuto cleared his throat and glared at the waiter. "Yeah. Thanks. Now go flirt with some other girl. She's with me." The waiter shrugged nonchalantly, and winked at Amu before leaving.

Amu popped open both beers, and handed one to Ikuto.

"To our band!" she toasted. She clinked beers with him, and glugged down half the bottle. "Wow! What a jolt!" Ikuto looked at her out of the corner of his eye, wondering why on earth was she so high? She might actually be drunk Ikuto thought. Then he grinned, knowing that he would be getting his information today.

"So Amu," he began. "Why did you start that band?"

Amu looked up and shrugged. "Not my idea. It's part of Kisangi's game. You know Ikuto? I don't really want to play, but Kisangi leaves me no choice." She stared into Ikuto's eyes, mostly drunk but still maintaining consciousness. "You should go away, you know. All of you. The next few weeks here won't be pleasant. I don't want any of you to get hurt." The last line she said quietly.

"Why did you leave?" Ikuto asked after some moments. The music was still booming, and there were more people dancing. Amu slammed down her beer bottle, now empty.

"Come on Ikuto. The night's wasting away. Let's go dance again." As she got up, she fell down again, and she grinned lopsidedly. "Oops. Maybe not."

Ikuto chuckled at the sight. Amu was undoubtedly drunk, and incapable of standing up.


He started at the way she said his name. It was almost like the way Utau said it. He shivered, making sure that Utau wasn't there, just in case.

"Ikuto~~! I don't want to get up! Carry me!" Amu whined, just like Yaya.

He glared at her, then smirked. "Alright Amu. I'll carry you if you promise me something."

"Okay!" Amu burped then giggled again. She stared up at him with glazed eyes, but somehow he sensed she wasn't as drunk as she acted.

"I want you to tell me everything."

"But Ikuto! That's such a big favor. You have to carry me princess-style!" She looked up with a serious face. Ikuto almost laughed out loud.

"Where should I carry you ohime-sama?" he teased.

She smiled cheerfully and raised her arms, waiting for him to keep his promise. He took her in his arms and she snuggled closer to his chest. Sighing deeply with content, she pointed up a flight of stairs. "I want to tell you in a secret, dark place where no one can find us," she whispered in his ear. Grinning, he humored her and went up the stairs. There was one door and she squirmed to get down.

"What's wrong?" Ikuto asked.

"Only I have the key to this room," grinned Amu. She opened the door and went in. Ikuto followed her in.

"Hey Amu, how come you aren't turning on the…?" Ikuto started. All of a sudden, something hit him on his head painfully and he crashed to the floor. Before he blacked out, all he could see was Amu looking at him, completely sober with regret in her eyes.

Amu's POV

I watched as Ikuto crashed down to the floor painfully. I was sorry he had to endure that pain. Kisangi stepped out from behind the door with a knife in his hand. He had hit Ikuto with the blunt end of the knife with enough pressure to knock out Ikuto, but not to kill him. Kisangi was always precise and I learned early on never to fight against him. He had plans that could span years and had the patience to wait as they unfolded. Everything went the way he planned. Everything.

"Nice work Amu-chan. You did everything perfectly. You've grown into such a wonderful actress, he didn't even notice you never drank the beer," Kisangi praised me.

"You praise me too much Silent Knife," I replied and bowed.

"You never fail to disappoint Chara Thief," he answered back. It was a formality that Kisangi enjoyed.

"Well, if you will excuse me. I have to rest up for tomorrow's performance."

"Of course. But remember Amu. My plans always come through so don't try anything funny, not even with your Guardian friends. We wouldn't want any accidents to happen. I trust you enough that you won't kill me, but know that I will always know what you do," he threatened. Then he smiled charmingly and lifted Ikuto over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and went out the window. I grimaced and grabbed Yoru by the ear as he tried to escape.

"Sorry Yoru. Ikuto will be fine but I can't let you go anywhere." I put him in a cage and followed Kisangi out the window.