A/N: I wanted to say that there are small changes back in the chapter, Dreams, Memories, or Visions? (Part 1). I realized the the point of view is messed up. I do not know why or how I wrote it like that. I'm very sorry, it must have been confusing. I also made another small change in the promising scene between Shirayuki and the boy. Well, more like I added something. It is really small, just a sentence in fact and some words here and there but it a MAJOR CHANGE. I REPEAT, A MAJOR CHANGE. SO I RECOMMEND FOR YOU TO GO BACK AND REREAD THE CHAPTER. It would affect what I write up ahead and if you do not read it, it would get pretty confusing. I also want to thank you readers for supporting me and reading up to now! You guys have helped me reach, not only past 600 veiws but also 700! Thank you so very much! I am sorry that I haven't updated in so long but now I have finally got to finish Part 2! Truthfully, it is sort of messed up but I will fix it later. I just wanted to hurry and post it up! That is all for my author's note and I hope you enjoy Part 2 :)!

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He entered his classroom, happily thinking about what their airplane would look like.

"-told me about this amazing place! It's a really cool hill and you could nearly see the whole city! Let's go check it out after school." a girl excitedly chattered near by. It was Ichigo. He immediately looked up.

"Who told you that?"

"Takamura told me all about it." she answered.

Shirayuki? It can't be. She promised she wouldn't tell. There must be some mistake... He ran out of the room and went to Shirayuki's class. He opened the door, only to find no Shirayuki.

Where is she? He walked back to his classroom starting to feel disappointed.

Could she have really... No, no! Don't think that way. The warning bell rang and he went back to his seat.

I could ask Ichigo where she is after school. His mind wandered away during class as he thought of Shirayuki the whole time. The end of school immediately came by.

"Hey, Ichigo! Do you know where Shirayuki is? I didn't see her in class today." he went to her as soon as the teacher left the classroom.

"Shirayuki? Who is she?" Ichigo looked at him blankly.

"You know, you were just talking about how she told you about an amazing place in the morning." he said exasperated.

This girl is a bit short on the memory lane...

"Sorry, I never talked about that." she turned around and left with her friends. He slumped.

"Fine, I guess I'll try going to her house." sighing, he took his bag and left.

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He arrived in front of Shirayuki's house and went towards the entrance. Before he could though, a stranger he did not know exited the house.

Who is that? He hurried and rushed towards the stranger and coughed to get her attention.

"Excuse me?" The stranger turned around towards the boy.

"Yes, is there some kind of problem dear?" a middle aged woman smiled down on the boy. He awkwardly looked at her as he rubbed his hair.

"Um, do you know where are the previous owners of the house?" She stared at him blankly for a second. She then lifted a finger in understanding.

"Oh, do you mean the house I just left from? Well, I've been living in this place for as long as I remember." She said thoughtfully. "Why do you ask?"

"O-oh, nevermind. It's nothing." He kept his head down and covered his face with his bangs. He ran towards his own house, finding his mother in the kitchen.

"Mom, do you know what happened to Shirayuki and her family?"

"Who is Shirayuki? Someone you like?" She continued to chop some carrots.

"What do you mean, who is she? You know her. I play with her everyday!" He said, ignoring her last sentence.

"Sorry, I never heard of her." she said, now busy cutting some apples. He ran out of his house towards the direction of the hill where he and Shirayuki was the other day.

"Come back in time for dinner! We're having curry!" his mother yelled out after him. He frantically climbed towards the top, slipping on the way. Reaching the top, he was breathing hard, along with being covered with bruises and cuts. He collapsed on the ground, letting his breath even out and slow down. The wind brushed his face with its cool fingertips and the green grass swayed along with it.

"Shirayuki isn't here." he thought, stating out the obvious.

It was so, very peaceful. Too peaceful. Too quiet. Disturbing. There needed to be noise. It wouldn't feel right then. So the boy made some noise.

"Shirayuki, come out, come out wherever you are. You're probably hiding, right? I know, you must be."

But he knew. He knew, that there was no place to hide in the small grassy area. He knew, that she was gone, disappeared off the face of the earth with her parents.

" No, no, no! You can't leave! You promised me!" He pounded his fist on the ground and ripped out the grass, rage quickly overwhelming him. He kicked anything that he could see that was kickable. He swung his leg too hard, slipping on the grass and falling flat on his back. Immediately, his anger dissipated just as quick as it came.

Silence sliced through the air.

It was so, very peaceful. Too peaceful. There needed to be noise. Too quiet. It wouldn't feel right then. Disturbing. So the boy made some noise.

He yelled, whined, whimpered, and shout. He wailed on and on but everything he did till now didn't seem right.

Then, there was crying.

Yes, this is the perfect sound. His eyes glazed over and took a lifeless tone as he lied on the ground. He looked away from the sky, the surface, and farther down towards the underworld.

Drip.

Shirayuki, you broke our promise...

Drip.

Shirayuki, you broke...What was it that you broke again?

Drip.

Shirayuki... What was it that you did?

Drip.

Soon, he realized that he was forgetting her. He stood up in an instant, putting his hands on his head.

"I can't forget Shirayuki too. Shirayuki, Shirayuki, Shirayuki!" He walked around in circles. "Remember, remember. What did Shirayuki do again? She, she-she. Why am I calling out Shirayuki? Who is she?" He stopped walking around in circles. "Huh, why am I up here? Why is my face wet? Was I, crying? What was I even talking about?" He scrunched up his brows and went back down the hill to his house. He had a regular dinner, a regular family chat, regular homework, and a regular night. He wasn't sure what happened up on the hill but didn't think about it. Day after day passed and soon, he forgot everything of what had happened that day.

The background changed and I was soon in an entirely different room. It was very dark and I barely saw the palm of my hand right in front of my face

"Did you show it to her?" a deep, ice cold voice ringed out.

"I did, I did! You don't need to be so snappy about it." a whiny voice sounded out from another direction.

"Is she here yet? I'm getting tired of all this nonsense..." a yawn came out of the mouth of who just recently spoke.

"Yes, she should be here any moment." a kind toned voice said aloud.

"Who's speaking? I can't see much, it's too dark." I spoke out loud, interrupting the voices who were talking above me.

"Ooh, yay, she's here!"a cheerful voice yelled out happily. Then, there was a snap of fingers and light glowed into the room. I squinted and covered my eyes from the sudden brightness. My eyes soon got accustomed to the lighting and I glanced around the room. 

It was huge and beautiful circular room, the wall I was surrounded with was about six and half feet and the building walls rose to nearly a hundred feet. Both walls were night blue and flecked with silver, which seemed to draw me in like the starry sky. The ceiling was dome shaped And had the same design as the building walls. A ginormous crystal chandelier hung down from it, which was where the light was emitting from, and the floor was made of shiny electric blue marble. Between the two walls were like the wooden amphitheater seats in a classroom which circled all the way around me.

But the strange thing was that there was nobody in any of the seats, against the fact that I heard so many voices. Suddenly, men popped out off nowhere, filling up some of the seats around the room.

"Whoa, what the-?" I gaped at the sudden appearance. Then, every man around the room stood up. One of them spoke out.

"Oh, oh! Let me say it!"

He looked at me.

"Welcome, to the Mancquar Building."

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A/N: Mancquar pronounced (man-quar) the "c" is practically silent. 

I also wanted to add that there is Dreams, Memories, or Visions Part 3!