I so need a title for this

No one heard the bloodcurdling scream Aya swore she let out. Her fists clenched so tightly that she could have drawn blood. Her face said it all. Those jerks. Why the hell did they leave the door open? Did they want everyone to know I've been robbed?

She floated forward into the apartment. The living room was an absolute wreck. It was almost like a martial arts battle took place, and they didn't bother cleaning up. Aya felt ready to cry. It was all about the mystery, she knew it.

A hand gently settled on her shoulder. "I'm so sorry. If I could help you, I really would."

Aya looked back into Arias' blue eyes, that for once did not give her a heart attack. "Thanks." She managed to choke out.

After a few deep breaths, Aya mustered up enough courage to go rifling through all her belongings in the living room. Certainly nothing was missing. All the figures were there, the medical journal had all its pages. The picture was a little worse for wear, having been thrown to the floor (or so it looked). The frame was only a little cracked. Aya was kneeling on the floor, staring at it.

"Is that... that's our wedding picture." Arias said slowly when he realized what Aya was holding. "Can... can I hold it?" He offered out his hand to take away the burden. Aya gave it slowly, not wanting it to drop again. She pushed herself off the floor.

"They wanted something. Something specific. There's so many valuable things..." She glanced around. "Maybe..." She rushed off to her bedroom. She came back moments later. "The diary. They, whoever they are, took it. That's what they were looking for."

Arias sighed, and put down the picture. "I suppose we both know who did this. It was the tailor." He said simply, all sympathy in his voice gone in an instant. "Even less for you to work with. You've got to know how to defeat this guy. Start reading the medical book. Maybe it might have something."

Aya sighed deeply. "How much longer until I return to normal?" She asked, looking at the ground.

"Still have a little while yet. Imagine having to be like this for eternity. It's really not as fun as everyone thinks it'll be."

"It's been a long day. Could I be left alone?" Aya asked, rubbing her forehead.

Arias simply nodded. "I'll close the door on my way out." He stated simply and was gone.

She stood for moments after, shocked. This was really not something she wanted to get into. Why the heck did she have to get drawn into this? Aya practically felt tears forming.

"It's alright. I'm not going to cry. I'm not." She assured herself as she sniffed back the tears. Sighing, Aya gathered all the items and threw them back into the box they came in. Aya sighed, looking at everything in the box. It was almost like the day she received it. It seemed so long ago. It pained her slightly to close the box, but she knew it had to be done. There was absolutely nor reason she had to continue. "I'm sorry." Aya said and then kicked it into a corner.

By the time she saw the clock, Aya was so used to floating. She pushed away a lock of hair that managed to hang in front of her eye. Suddenly, Aya realized gravity had taken back its hold on her. "Time to go to work." She muttered.

Aya slung on her purse and began her short walk to the office. Knowing what happened last time, she glanced around often. Now she had no protector.

"Where's your beloved guardian now?" A light voice whispered directly to Aya.

She shuddered but moved forward. Ignore it. That's all you have to do. Ignore it.

"I see I'm not good enough for you. Well this time. I won't fail." The voice snarled.

Aya gasped as a sickening familiar feeling came back. "No!" a small cry gurgled out.