ShugoPrincess: this so sucks I have to rewrite this because I had a power outage and my computer wasn't able to recover the documents.
Amu: You're writing another Amuto?
ShugoPrincess: Yep!
Amu: Why?
ShugoPrincess: Why not? Btw, I don't own Shugo Chara or any of its characters.
Chapter 1: It's Like Clock Work
Saturday, August 12, 10:50 a.m.
Saturday morning. In my room. Just me…. . and Vanessa and Roland making love on the canopy bed. I click the t.v. off and the two of them disappear from my t.v. screen. I prop my feet up and start leafing through a magazine. My mom knocks on my door and comes in carrying a basket of laundry. She sets it down on my bed. "Make sure your clothes are put away before I come back from my yoga session. Your bathing suit is on top." She gestures to the skimpy navy cloth that rests on top of the pile.
I look out the window to my immediate left….nothing. I sigh. "What's on your agenda for today?" My mom asks me. That's what she calls my routine for the weekends. Sleep in till nine. Shower and dress at 10:15. Breakfast at 10:30 (except today I skipped breakfast) and then grab at 11 o'clock grab a chocolate milkshake and finish it at 11:30. It's like clockwork. It happens every weekend.
My mom leaves my room and reminds me about my laundry. I nod and walk around my room. My room is absolutely amazing; it's on the 2nd floor to our house. I'm the only room up here. I have a complete bathroom and sun deck, all for myself. I sigh and sit cross legged in the middle of my room. The sun is shinning but the curtains to my room are blocking the light. I make my resolve and push back all the curtains and open all the windows.
I sit under my favorite window. It has a built in cot to lie on. And it as the perfect views of my neighbor's front, back and side lawns. I pull thatnotebook from its hiding place under the cot. I flip it open and look at the lists. The first few pages are ways my best friend (Utau Hoshina) publicly embarrassed me. She is an evil, back stabbing bitch. It's been a while since I wrote how Utau has betrayed me. I think about the betrayals where I was embarrassed.
When we were in 4th grade she announced to the entire class that I was Kukai Souma's secret admirer. In all actuality it was her, I only wrote the notes because she asked me to and her handwriting looked lie chicken shit.
When we were in 5th grade we went to go see this stupid play. Utau said that we should sit together. Little did I know the seat was wet. So when I stood up Utau said that I had pissed my self.
6th grade we went to a summer camp and Utau dared me to jump into the lake naked. I said I would if she would. She said she wouldn't so I didn't. I woke up and found myself floating in the lake wearing my pj s from the night before which were my bra and a pair of boy short underwear.
7th grade Utau got asked out by Tadase Hotori and she went out with him even though she didn't like him but she knew that I did.
8th grade she stole my diary. I found out the next day and Utau gave it back, but not before she made copies of all the entries and spread them around school the next day.
Right before our freshman year started she told me that she wanted to go shopping and to met her at Newbury St. mall. So I was waiting there. She came up with some lame-ass excuse that she had to help her mom clean the house even though I know they have maids. Next day I found out that she had sex on the soccer field with Kukai Souma.
But then for every bad thing there was a good thing that she did for me.
Like when the 'Populars' used to tease e about my hair, saying that I died it and that I wore contacts. She stood up for me.
How Utau stayed up all night with me on the phone after Kari Sanjo dumped me for candy eating baby acting Yaya Yuiki.
There was this one time in history when Utau told, Mr. Manus, our teacher that the cheat sheet on the floor was hers, not mine.
There were other good things but if you asked me the bad outweighed the good by far. I walk down stairs at exactly 11 o'clock and grab my chocolate milkshake that is sitting on the counter waiting for me. I walk back up to my room, shove that notebook to the floor and grab my scrap book. All the pictures were framed and dated and held a little caption. My favorite one was with Utau and me sitting on my front porch playing war with two decks drinking our milkshakes.
It's like clock work again, at exactly 11:15. The neighbor's lawn mower turns on. I have the perfect view from where I am. He's pushing the lawn mower up and down their back lawn. He's sweating bullets. Reason # 14 why I hate my life. Him = Ikuto Tsukiyomi. My best friend's boy toy.
Of course none of her relationships ever lasted no longer than 2 weeks. Up until Ikuto Tsukiyomi. I think she likes the chase more than the catch. Utau and Ikuto had been going steady for about a month and a half now. I'm watching him from my window. He's finished the front lawn, now he has to do the side lawn and the front lawn. He stops at the porch and cuts the lawn mower off. He puts his hands over his eyes to shade himself from the sun. His eyes are looking around and then they meet mine.
I know he sees me because he smiles. I can feel myself smiling. He grabs the water jug off the porch and starts drinking it down. Some of the water escapes and runs down his sculpted chest. He grabs a navy blue rag from his back pocket and wipes the sweat from his forehead. He smiles again, fires up the lawn mower and gets back to work. I can tell he's taking his time.
Was Utau going out with Ikuto a betrayal? My brain was ragging back and forth over this one. She knew that I liked him since I had been wearing a training bra (4th grade). She knew that I memorized his class schedule. That I attended every single one of his hockey games at the ice rink that was two towns over.
But last May was the worst (ending of sophomore year) I was determined to ask him to the Sadie Hawkins dance. I even finished all my chores so my mother wouldn't be breathing down my neck when she got home from her yoga class. I was gonna come home, do my chores, and ask him out over the phone.
The only wrinkle in my otherwise brilliant plan was that Utau decided to come over to my house.
=^.^= Flash Back =^.^=
"I'm going to call him." I said sitting on the edge of my bed with my cell phone in hand. I sat there for 40 minutes, then forty minutes turned to an hour and I gave it up. I set my phone down on my bed and walked to the kitchen to get a drink. By the time I got back up to my room the door was locked and I could hear every word that Utau was saying on the phone.
I ran down stairs and picked up the receiver, thankful that she decided to use the house phone instead of wracking up my minutes. Then I started dying.
"Who is this?" Ikuto asked.
"Utau. Hoshina Utau from school." Utau said.
"Oh." Ikuto said.
"So are you going to the Hawkins thing?" Utau asked. I died a little more.
"Dunno." Ikuto said.
"Dunno as in you haven't been asked yet?"
"Yeah." Ikuto yawned.
"Do you know Amu Hinamori?" Utau asked. I only had seconds until I was actually dead.
"Yeah, the pinkette." His voice was different now.
"Yeah, her. What do you think about her?" Utau delivered the question without hesitation.
"I think she's…" I dropped the phone ran to the electrical box and unplugged the jack where my phone was hooked up.
Utau came down moments later, hands on her hips and a pissy look on her face. "What was all that about? I almost had him for you." I looked away. "Nothing." Utau shook her head. "He was an ass any way." A week went by and Utau was convinced that I was moping so she said she would get Ikuto for my fro sure. Instead she got him for herself.
I told her that I was over him anyways and in all actuality I wasn't and she knew it and she hooked up with him anyway.
=^.^= End flash Back =^.^=
I leaned my head against the wall. My mom came in my room, "Amu are you sure you don't want to come to yoga with me?" I smiled at her, Ha and mis watching this sexy ass guy across the way? "No I don't think so. Besides I have to pick Ami up at 1:30 and your yoga ends at like 4." My mom nodded. "Just make sure you get your clothes done." She left after that. I looked around outside from my window. Ikuto had just finished the side lawn and was walking back to the front porch.
Ikuto was sitting on the porch lounging. He must be having a lousy summer. Utau went to go see her dad in Japan the 2nd to last day before school ended so he hasn't seen her since. I haven't talked to her since then. Maybe he has, we could chat about her for a while.
The mailman walks down the sidewalk and places the mail in the two mail boxes next to each other. I quickly turned my attention back to Ikuto; he was sitting on the porch drinking his water. If he keeps going at this pace he'll have to come back tomorrow. I quickly strip out of my clothes and change into my bating suit. The cobalt bikini covered only a little of my top and the bottoms might as well have been a g-string. I take a quick glance at my body; I look good. My hair bubblegum pink hair is up in a messy pony tail so I let it out and comb through it quickly. I search my room until I find what I'm looking for.
My favorite lip gloss; it's a mix between blue and pink. It's called Touch Me Not. I smile to myself. Ikuto must be so lonely since Utau let. I might be able to cheer him up. I walk down stairs and walk outside, down the path to the mailboxes. I watch him watch me as I walk out of the house. There is something in the back of the mail box so I bend down so I can reach it. I extract the mail. I turn around.
"Ikuto!!!" I walk towards him and he walks towards me. "Hey, what's up?" He asks. I smile, "Nothing much, how's it going?" He runs his fingers through his navy locks. "It's going." He looks across the well manicured lawn. Now to bring up the fire starter. "Have you talked to Utau recently?" I ask innocently. He shakes his head, "Nope not since before she left." I nod my head.
ShugoPrincess: Well I like that chapter. R&R!
Utau: I'm not a fire starter.
ShugoPrincess: It's just an expression.
Utau: ohhhhhh…..