Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara

Sooo, I'm kinda interested in stories like these so here goes. Chapter 1 is prepared!

Oh, here Utau isn't Ikuto's sis, just saying. Oh, and Amu's only a little younger than Ikuto, like a few months . . . ahh well, whatever! Ohhh and this is also a no-uniform school for rich people and yadayadayada . . .

ENJOY! :3 ~ nyaaa!

Chapter 1

Amu's POV

I walked out of my shiny Lamborghini and slammed the door behind me. I looked towards the school, that hideous school.

I walked into the office and a woman looked up and asked, "Hello, dear, how may I help you?"

I smiled sweetly and politely said, "Hi, I'm Amu Hinamori, the new transfer student. If you could direct me to my classes I would appreciate very much!" I needed everyone on my side if I ever wanted to crush him.

"The woman clasped her hands together and cooed, "Of course, my dear! Anything for someone as polite and nice as you! Here's your schedule, darling!" She handed me a piece of paper that listed all my classes and times.

Nikaidou was my homeroom teacher, eh? I smiled and tilted my head, giving off an adorable aura. "Thank you so much!"

The woman's eyes were still sparkling when I left the office.

I walked around the big school, trying to figure out where homeroom was. When I finally arrived before the room, I let out a long breath and smirked, an evil glint in my eyes. "Ikuto Tsukiyomi . . . I'm gonna get my revenge on you!" I cracked my knuckles and then slammed the door open, entering the room, my most gorgeous smile plastered on my face.

Ikuto's POV

I was laughing with Kukai when I heard the door slam. I ignored who ever came in and tried to continue talking to Kukai but his eyes were wide a glued onto someone behind me. I sighed and turned around. What I saw left me speechless.

It was a girl (a/n: no duh!), but she wasn't the slightest bit ordinary. She had shiny pink hair that reached the middle of her back. Her lips were a soft shade of pink and her eyes were vibrant, golden orbs that seemed to shine. And her body, oh her body, was luscious and had curves in all the right places. Her creamy skin was milky white and she was oh so beautiful. She was probably four or five inches shorter than me. I wanted to hold her right then and there and I didn't even know her name but she somehow looked familiar from somewhere . . . deep in the past.

Everyone was silently staring at her in awe when Nikaidou cleared his throat. "We have a new transfer student, everyone. And her name is . . .?"

"Amu Hinamori, Sensei." She said.

Someone blurted out, "Are you from Black Butterfly?"

Amu smiled and nodded. "Yes, I am. I play electric guitar.

Everyone cheered but Nikaidou told everyone to settle down.

"Alright, Himamori-san, you'll sit next to Kukai. Kukai raise your hand!"

Kukai did as told and smiled at me, "Dude, I got the new hot girl sitting next to me!" he whispered. (a/n: Mmm, that isn't how Kukai acts is it . . . ARGH! I can't remember anything!)

I chuckled and we high-fived. "Good for you, man, but she's mine." (a/n: Ikuto sits diagonally behind Kukai on the right ((WTF? DIAGONALLY BEHIND . . .)). Amu sits right next to Kukai, on the left)

Amu was about to pull her chair back when someone else did for her. "Here you go, Amu-chan!"

Amu paused for a moment and smiled, "Arigato!" She sat down. The boy behind her was flushing in happiness but I glared at him, causing him to shiver and look away.

When the class was finally over, I was about to go over to flirt with Amu but she came over here first. "Um, excuse me; do you know someone named Utau Hoshina in this school?"

I frowned and asked, "What do you have to do with that loser?"

Amu flinched but answered, "I, um . . . er . . . have some business to deal with her."

I guess this was okay. Amu was probably going to pick on Utau or something. "She's in Room 4."

Amu's brows seemed to crease in frustration for a moment but then it was gone. "Thank you!" She said and hurried off.

I smirked I watched her run off. I knew . . . she was going to be mine, someday. (a/n: I think Ikuto is too arrogant . . . O well, too late to change it now)

Amu's POV

I rushed to Room 4 and nearly smashed the door. "Excuse me, where's Hoshina Utau? I need her now!" Most of the boys cooed at me but some girls pointed to a girl way in the back. She had her hair tucked into a big floppy cap, huge glasses that were covering more than half her face and a baggy sweat pants and sweatshirt.

"Hoshina-san, please follow me." I said, a bit demanding.

Utau proudly got out of her seat and followed me to the girl's bathroom, as if daring me to try and hurt her.

I mentally chuckled to myself. She had always been the strongest in our sad group, wasn't she?

Utau's POV

I followed the girl to the bathroom, my head held high. Was this girl going to beat me up or threaten me as many had before? There never was an end was there.

The pinkette pulled me into one of the huge stalls and sighed. She then turned around and murmured, "Do you remember me, Utau-chan?"

I gasped. The pinkette had big, golden eyes filled with brilliance and knowledge. It couldn't be! "A-a-amu-chan?"

The girl chuckled and nodded, her eyes brimming with tears. "I missed you." She whispered into my ear, as she pulled me into a hug.

I pulled away, not believing anything I was seeing. "W-why are you back?"

She let out a huff and said, "I needed to change myself so I went to New York. There I remodeled myself and became someone new . . . now I have the confidence . . . and I am going to destroy Tsukiyomi and the other stupid Populars!

I smiled and asked, "Is it time?"

She nodded and said, "Let's ditch!" Amu was about to run off when I grabbed her hair.

"OWWW!" She shrieked and screeched, "What are you doing?"

"We gotta get Rima and Yaya!" I hissed.

"Ah . . . right . . . I think you should go get them . . . a huge fuss would probably kick up so . . . I'll wait here . . ."

"NO! You're coming with me!" I yelled and started running towards Yaya and Rima's room, pulling Amu by her hair, as well.

Amu's POV

I finally got Utau to stop dragging me and went to Room 12. I called for Rima Mashiro and Yaya. Yaya instantly knew it was me and gave me a big hug. Rima doubted me for a while but was soon convinced.

"Let's go to my house! I think it's time!"

Rima rolled her eyes. "Geez, took you long enough!

I laughed and together we all ditched school.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~At my house~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Hmmm, does this look cute with the purple dress?" Utau asked.

"Nah, I think you should go with the butterfly clip. It totally matches your profile." I answered, licking a pina colada popsicle.

"Sure." Utau grabbed the dress and went into one of the changing stalls.

"Should Yaya where green? No, Yaya goes better with yellow! Amu-chan! Amu-chan! Amu-chan! Can Yaya have this dress?" she asked, waving her arms energetically.

I smiled and nodded.

"Yay! Yaya wants to impress Kairi!" Yaya shrieked and burst into another changing stall. Kairi was one of the few students in our school who didn't despise us and think that we were losers. He also happened to be Yaya's boyfriend.

"I want this." Said Rima, plainly. She just walked into another changing stall and slammed the door.

"Okay, I'm gonna pick out my clothes now." I said, throwing the popsicle stick into the trash can and grabbing an armful of clothes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~4 hours later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I think everything is set!" I exclaimed, excitedly!

"Excellent!" Utau commented.

"Time to destroy those bastards!" Rima exclaimed and everyone cheered. School, here we come!

Ikuto's POV

I was staring out the window in boredom because Amu had left in the middle of the day. I sighed. Everything was so boring. Suddenly, something outside caught my eye. A mob of pink hair had flashed by. I paused for a moment and then abruptly stood up. "Sensei, I need to go to the bathroom!" I exited the room and walked to the huge amphitheater (a/n: sorry I don't know what they call it in Amu's school. It's the place where Amu confessed to Tadase and Tadase claimed that he liked someone).

As I approached the huge room, I felt a bad feeling course through me but I couldn't stop. I just felt attracted to that little pinkette.

I stopped right before the door and heard music. Pretty good music if I say so myself. "Amu and her band must be practicing." I concluded.

I walked away and returned to my classroom. Five minutes through the lesson, Amu's voice was echoed throughout the school. "Good afternoon students! I know you have been working hard so I have a little surprise for you! Please come to the amphitheater immediately!"

After that message, everyone started buzzing as we all walked to the amphitheater.

When we all arrived, the room was dark except for a few lights for people to find a seat. When everyone had found a seat and calmed down. A girl's voice could be heard, but it wasn't Amu's. "Hello everyone! Thank you for coming! We're here to perform for you guys! It is us . . . Black Butterfly!" Lights started flashing and the four girls were revealed and they all looked stunning, earning tons of whistling.

The lead singer had long blonde hair in pigtails and a butterfly clip in her hair. She wore a purple tube top and a black mini skirt with rainbow paint blotches. She wore purple flats. The girl playing the piano was small and petite with lots of long golden hair. She had on a simple pink dress that reached her ankles and brought out her cuteness. She had pink flats. The girl playing the drums wore a yellow frilly shirt and pink polka dot skirt with some yellow and pink sandals. Finally, my little Amu-chan, wore a white strapless dress with hot pink paint blotches and a black sparkling belt wrapped around her little waist. She also wore black boots that reached a little under her knee. Her hair was curled and she had a black skull headband in her hair.

The cheers were deafening but they stopped once a few notes started playing. The Black Butterfly band played thirty minutes worth of songs.

When they finished, the lead singer yelled, "Thank you! Now everyone . . . a few words from our guitarist, Amu! She's the one who brought this whole band together!"

Everyone started clapping and Amu took the mike. "How's everyone doing? Well, I want the Populars to come up stage now!"

I thought for a moment and then realized that she meant me! I got up and walked to the stage along with the other guys and girls in my group.

Amu smiled sweetly at me and I just couldn't help it. "These are a group of-" Amu suddenly stopped and when I opened my eyes, I had my arms around Amu's waist. I just could not help it. I was gonna hold on but then I felt Amu start shaking. Maybe she went to an all-girls middle school before and was scared of guys? I let go and took a step back.

"Look Amu, I'm so-" I felt my head whip to my side. It took me a moment to realize but . . . Amu had just slapped me.

I was about to rebuke but then I saw her face-she was crying. "You bastard!" She yelled, "Don't you dare touch me! Don't tell me you've forgotten everything you've done! After everything, you still dare to even speak to me?"

"What did I do?" I yelled back, extremely confused.

Amu quickly wiped back her tears and said in her normal voice, "Remember? You always called me these words: a geek, a nerd, a slob, a fatty, a slut, a worthless bitch? You and your Populars bullied me and my friends everyday! Do you remember now?"

I felt myself shaking. "There was only one other Amu I knew. She always wore baggy clothes, hid her hair, and covered half her face . . . was that you?" I asked.

Amu laughed but there was no humor behind it. "You and the Populars made me regret going to school every time I did."

"W-why did you disappear?" I asked, truly scared now. Why had I done such things back then?

"Hmph, you don't even know. All the traumatic bullying piled up . . . and I fell in a coma." Amu spat at me.

I collapsed to the ground. "W-what?"

"For two years, I was in a coma; everyone thought I was going to die all because of you. And when I woke up . . . I started going to school again after a few months but then one year later . . . one of your pretty little friends raped me."

Amu's words weren't loud but they were loud enough for everyone to hear. And they were heartless. Her friend, the lead singer, pulled Amu up and whispered something into her ear and Amu sighed.

She turned around and started walking away but she suddenly stopped and turned the other way. She didn't stop until she was right in front me and then crouched. "Ikuto Tsukiyomi . . . I'm gonna make you wish you never met me." She stood up and started walking away and although everyone was talking and questioning me, the only thing I could hear was the tapping of Amu's boots and how they were getting farther and farther . . .

~ T ~ E

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Catherineza: There . . . that's kinda a depressing ending, huh . . . some start to an amuto story . . . . . . . O WELL! WHO GIVES A DAMN!

Ikuto: HOW CAN I DO ALL THESE THINGS TO AMU, YOU HEARTLESS WOMAN!

Catherineza: Shut up. I can make you do more. Don't make me make you rape Amu, too

Ikuto: You wouldn't!

Catherineza: Ikuto . . . you know me so well . . . so you know . . . I WOULD!

Ikuto: . . . I'm sorry . . .

Catherineza: Good

Amu: Oh gosh, I'm scared of myself!

Catherineza: Yeah, sorry, I think I made you scream too much.

Ikuto: She is going to forgive me, right?

Catherineza: It's an AMUTO story! What do you think?

Ikuto: Ohh . . . ok, then, whatever . . . AMU! *goes to kiss Amu* (3) ||(o)||

Amu: *runs away*Please review! . . . AND HELP MEEEEEE!