Ghost Girl

Hinamori Amu never spoke, never laughed, never cried. In fact she had made no noise whatsoever for the past 10 years. She spent every waking hour locked in her own private world of shadows. Of course, no one that knew her need to ask why. No girl that had been through the horrors that her past held could ever be expected to live their life normally. Most people would have gone mad. Either that, or they would have killed themselves, just to escape the living nightmare that was her life. But not Amu. She carried on with her life as normal. The only clue to her disturbing past being the promise to live her life in silent torment. The promise made to the person she loved most. The person she betrayed.

.x-X-x.

"Hey, onee-chan!"

"..."

"Papa says to pack your stuff."

The pinkette shot her sister a quizzical look.

"We're moving!"

She nodded her head in acknowledgement.

.x-X-x.

"Well Hinamori-san, why don't you introduce yourself?"

The pinkette just stared at the class, bored and uninterested. She did not want to be here. The teacher next to her sweatdropped.

"*cough* okay then...ummmm...well then why don't you take a seat. Yours is the one in the far corner, next to Tsukyomi Ikuto-san."

She glanced quickly at the navy haired teen. She had heard the rumours about him. And quite frankly, he disgusted her. Not that it mattered. She wasn't planning on talking to him anyway, or anyone for that matter. She shot him a disgusted look before walking gracefully to her seat. She sat down and instantly turned her head to stare out of the window, resting her chin on her hand with a bored look splashed across her face.

Whispers of: "Sugoi! So Cool &Spicy!" echoed through the classroom. So that's what they thought she was? Just because she refused to talk to them? Pathetic.

Ikuto's POV

"*cough* okay then...ummmm...well then why don't you take a seat. Yours is the one in the far corner, next to Tsukyomi Ikuto-san."

I closed my eyes and braced myself for the ear-splitting fangirl scream. It never came. I opened my eyes and looked to the front of the class just in time to see the pink haired girl flash me a disgusted look. Well that's different. I watched as she glided over to her seat and sat down staring out of the window, looking bored.

I heard the idiot in the class whispering about how she was so "Cool & Spicy". I ignored them and turned to stare at the girl. She was so different from all the others. Usually when a girl sees me they instantly faint or start sucking up to me, acting clingy and slutty. But she made it completely obvious that she wanted nothing to do with me. I don't know what it is about her, but something makes me want to know everything about her. She interests me.

.x-X-x.

Amu's POV

Yo, the names Hinamori Amu. I'm sixteen years old and just transferred to Seiyo high school, because my dad wanted to get away from our old town. It held too many shitty memories. We would have moved years ago if we'd had the money, but we didn't. So we had to live on, knowing the terrors that had happened there.

I live with my dad, Tsumugu, and my little 5 year old sister Ami. My mum died when Ami was a few months old. She was in a plane crash, on her way back from America. Of course dad blamed me for her death. He blamed me for anything that went wrong. Not that I blamed him. It probably was. I bring misfortune to anyone who is close to me; everyone I love seems to die. My mum wasn't the first. Years ago, ten years to be exact, the person I treasured most, and the one I looked up to, was killed. I murdered her. Well, not exactly...but I may as well have. It's my fault she's dead. If id only been stronger, maybe then it never would have happened. But it's too late now. She's gone. The only thing I can do now is pray that she is safe and happy in heaven.

I made a promise that day; a promise that I would never again utter a word. I would live my life in silence. I didn't deserve to feel happiness, to interact so freely with the people around me. I took away her life, and I was going to repay her. I would make sure my life was filled with nothing but hurt and loneliness, after all, they were the only things I deserved to feel.

So here I am, sat in a classroom, surrounded by a load of pathetic idiots. And what's worse is I'm stuck sitting next to a certain blue haired senior, who I want to be as far from as possible. Oh yes, I've heard the rumours. Tsukyomi Ikuto, the schools bad-boy heartthrob, who every girl drools over. He thinks he can get any girl he wants, and has slept with nearly all the girls in the school. To be honest, I don't give a shit what he looks like; to me he's a disgusting pervert.

You're probably wondering how I'm sitting next to him, no? I mean he is senior, and I'm just a freshman. Well, you see, this is one of those mixed schools. All the grades are mixed together, so there are freshman, sophomores, juniors and seniors in each class. It's supposed to stop the older student picking on the freshmen. It doesn't work.

I stared out of the window, completely ignoring whatever the teacher was babbling on about. I was lost in my thoughts, thoughts of my new school, of moving, of my mother, of her, of that ...day....No! I can't think about that. I could feel unshed tears sting my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. I couldn't show weakness. I pushed them back and turned back to the classroom. I couldn't get lost in my thoughts again. It was too dangerous.

I felt something nudge my arm. I looked down to see a piece of paper on the desk next to my elbow. I opened it. It was from Tsukyomi.

Yo.

I shot him a confused look, and he just smirked at me. I gave him back the note and turned back to the front. A few seconds later I felt another nudge. I looked down to see another piece of paper. I opened it and read.

You're supposed to write back you know.

I knew he wanted me to reply, but I couldn't. If I did, I'd break my promise. And that was something I refused to do. I discarded the note and faced forward, ignoring his attempts to catch my eye.

.x-X-x.

FINALLY! The bell had just rung, signalling the end of the lesson, and my freedom from the blue haired playboy. He'd been doing whatever he could to get my attention all lesson. I grabbed my stuff and ran out of the room. Thank god i have a free period now. I headed up to the roof, hoping to relax.

Ikuto's POV

The bell rang. I watched as that Hinamori chick shoot out of the classroom. I grabbed my stuff and hurried after her. I looked up and down the corridor, and saw a flash of pink disappear around the corner. I ran down the hall, ignoring the stares from other students. I had to find her. I had to talk to her. I skidded round the corner just in time to see her heading up a staircase. Hmmmm...So she's heading up to the roof? This could be fun...

Amu's POV

I swung the door open and walked out onto the sunlit roof. The warm breeze that ran through my hair felt so refreshing. I felt all my worries wash away as i stood, taking in the luscious view. Seiyo high stood at the top of a huge hill, and from up here you could get a view of the whole city. It was completely breathtaking. I wandered over to the edge of the roof and stood staring out at the city, my toes in line with the edge of the building. If someone made me jump, I'd probably have fallen, but there was no one up here except me, so i didn't need to worry. Or so i thought...

A huge bang echoed across the roof, and I shot about a foot in the air. I lost my footing and felt myself fall forwards. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the crash. Except it never came. I felt something gripped tight around my wrist. I opened my eyes, only to be faced with two midnight blue orbs. Tsukyomi. He was lying on his stomach, one arm keeping him from falling, the other holding onto me. My eyes widened in surprise. He gripped my wrist tighter and pulled me back up. Once I was safe he lay there, panting.

"Are...y-you....a.....co-complete....idiot?!" he shouted, still panting heavily. I just kept quiet, staring at the floor.

Ikuto's POV

"Are...y-you....a.....co-complete....idiot?!" I yelled. She looked down, her bangs covering her eyes.

"So are you going to tell me why you were stood so close to the edge? Were you trying to get yourself killed or something?!"

Silence.

"Still ignoring me huh? You'd think the least you could do is talk to me. I mean i did just save your life."

More silence.

I was starting to get pissed now.

"So you gonna tell me why you're ignoring me?"

Silence.

"Let me guess. It's because of the rumours isn't it?"

I looked over to her and was shocked to find that she had a pained expression. My eyes softened.

"Look, whatever rumours you've heard, I can tell you, they're not true. I'm not a playboy. To be honest I can't even stand to be near half the girls in this school." I was met with yet more silence.

"*sigh*are you ever planning on talking to me? Or are just going to ignore all year?" she just gave me a blank stare. I finally lost it. I grabbed her shoulders and shook her.

"Will you just speak to me god damn it! I've done fuck all to you, except save your life, and all you've done is ignore me!" her eyes glazed over with tears, but she refused to let them fall. She stood up and ran. Shit. I can't believe I lost control like that. And why the hell did I tell her all that stuff? I usually don't give a shit what people think about me. But with her....i just can't handle her hating me...

I got up and stomped back inside, angry at myself. I didn't pay much attention to where I was going, but soon ended up outside the principal's office. I slammed open the doors and started pacing furiously, before slamming my fists onto the nearest wall.

"Dear god Ikuto! What's got you so pumped up?" I shot a glare at him, but he merely gave me an amused look.

"So are you planning on telling me? Or are you just going to continue abusing my wall?" he smirked at me. And I just shot him another glare.

"Well?"

"*sigh* Fine. It's that damn new girl. She's completely ignored me since she got here. I've tried talking to her, but she refuses to say a god damn word." I saw him frown slightly.

"Are you talking about Miss Hinamori?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Ikuto, Hinamori Amu hasn't spoken in 10 years."

"WHAT?!"

"It's true. Since the age of 6 she hasn't said a single word." I stared at him incredulously. "But it's not just that. She's barely made any sound at all. She never smiles, laughs, cries, or shows any emotion whatsoever."

"b-but...why?"

"I have no idea. Her father refused to tell me." I couldn't believe this. No wonder she wouldn't answer me.

"Hey, can I have her file? I wanna take a look." He smirked again.

"My, my Ikuto. Since when have you ever been so concerned about a girl?"

"Shut up." Now it was my turn to smirk. "She's interesting."

He sighed and opened one of the drawers on a nearby filing cabinet. He flicked through the files, before pulling one out.

"Here." He handed me the file. "But Ikuto, be careful. I don't know much, but I've heard enough to know that her childhood was rough. I don't want you hurting her." I gave him a confused look but he just shook his head. I shrugged and headed to the door. I turned back to look at him.

"Arigato....dad." and with that I left.