"Hello? Is anyone here?" Kouta called, as he opened the screen door.
"Nyu, Nyu!?" Called Lucy
"I-I don't think anybody is home, Nyu."
Lucy sat down with a dissapointed look on her face. She had missed all of her other house mates terribly. She tried to think of how long it had been since she was home. For some reason, all she could recall was today. But it had seemed like forever to her. She began to stare blankly at the wall above the shelf. Then it hit her. Kouta's music box had been in that very spot.
"Nyu...are you okay?"
"Lucy sniffed as salty tears filled with sadness rolled down her pale cheeks.
"Nyu...."
Suddenly, Lucy rose up. She turned over to him, bangs over her eyes.
"Kouta..."
"Uh...Nyu, what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just reverted back to my old self. Now step aside. I have to get out of her-"
"You're not going anywhere! How could you possibly even think about leaving me again!?" He threw his arm in front of her, and blocked the doorway with his back.
"You don't understand...Being around here will only result in your death. Besides, I have something I must retrieve."
