The Forgotten

Summary: What do you do when your best just isn't good enough? That's Hinamori Amu's life. Unable to control her witch powers, she meets a navy haired boy along her journey. Memories are remembered, secrets are revealed and new love blossom. AU.

"Look at us in the face when we talk to you, Hinamori!" Saaya demanded harshly, with a frosty bucket of water in her hands. Her two friends standing by side smirked and poured water all over Amu, but not just any water, toilet water. She was left soaking.

"Ugh! She stinks!" one commented, holding her nose. The other did the same.

Just as Amu was going to say something, the bell had gone and it was time for lessons. Saaya's gang had wondered off without saying a word. Dusting off her uniform, Amu could feel tears in her eyes, making her use her uniform to rub them, but the rough material of her sleeves made her eyes go red and puffy, leaving her mascara smudged as well.

Of course, once she entered the classroom, everyone started frowning and nudging each other. "Oh look, it's Miss I-Can't-Use-Magic!" a boy in the class stated, throwing crumpled pieces of paper at her at the same time. As Amu grabbed her seat (which was at the back of the classroom), someone managed to slip it away just as she was about to sit down so she ended up falling on her butt, ending in hysterical laughter.

"Ouch…" Was the only this she could say. It was always like this, no matter how hard she tried, nothing was ever different and it was all because she couldn't do one thing, one thing that changed her life. Magic.

No, this wasn't Earth anymore. It was a whole different world full of different species. Ogres, unicorns, name anything and it'll be there, I assure you. However, Seiyo Academy works a bit differently. The only species there are witches, not as in the insult, they're actually witches, they use magic, they have pointy hats, and they have wands. Everything's the same as everyone imagines them, expect for the fact that they're good witches. Most are, anyway. School days are spent on learning how to control their powers and training their familiars. Sometimes even learning the history of the school. On the other hand, Amu was on the level of a 3 year old, as she was not able to master the powers of controlling magic. This was why she was bullied so harshly.

Eventually, the teacher rushed in, ignoring Amu completely and stood at her desk. "Okay students, settle down now!" Obediently, everyone did as they were told and sat in their places with their books out. "Please turn to page 57," he started off, about to ask a student to start reading until he was interrupted by the school second heartthrob, Hotori Tadase. "Ah, Hotori-san, what brings you here?"

Once Amu heard that name, her face went bright scarlet with embarrassment. Of course, this didn't go unnoticed. She was soon to be teased about it by Saaya later on.

"The guardians just want to remind you all that after school, we're holding meetings for those who wish to become the next guardian member. I hope you can all attend however there'll only be one spot available!" The class suddenly roared with chatter the minute Tadase stepped out of the room.

The guardians were a group of 7 people who were the top people at magic. Top out of the whole school, and there were 2500 pupils in total. No doubt you had to be good at magic to take the available spot to be a guardian member, but that was what the whole meeting was about.

"I'm SO going to try out to be a guardian, and I know that I'm going to do it," Saaya boasted with everyone crowded round her. "Say…Why don't you try out, Hinamori?" Amu, knocked out of her daydream, jumped up and looked at Saaya with a puzzled look on her face.

'What's her game…?' Amu thought.

"You're just so incredibly skilled at magic. Come on, don't let us down." Saaya and her gang sniggered horribly.

"C-Class! Please quieten down!" the teacher ordered, but not very loudly. No one listened. "CLASS!" Once again, no reaction. Getting up from her seat, Amu strolled to the board and used the chalk to make a ear-bleeding noise. "T-Thank you, Himamori-san." Amu gave the teacher a death glare, then walked back to her seat, yet the room had erupted with hysterical laughter at the name "Himamori."

"It's not funny…" Amu muttered under her breath with her fists clenched tightly.

"What did you say, Himamori?" a tall girl asked, emphasizing the 'Himamori.'

"I said it's NOT FUNNY!" She bellowed, hushing the class. No one knew she had such a powerful voice but then again, no one knew hardly anything about her.

Amu's past was hidden, no one (except the teachers) knew anything about her. She was a complete mystery. Some say her parents died and she wants to get her revenge. Others say her parents sold her and shipped her off to Seiyo. No one knew the truth though; expect for one boy, a boy she hadn't seen for a long time.

Truth was that Amu's parents were alive and somewhat rich as well, living a few miles away from the school. They were clearly aware that Amu wasn't able to control her magic very well, so they would always treat Amu's little sister, Ami, better. She never said anything about this, and nor did Ami since they were enemies. That was something that'd never change. Even when her parents would buy Amu the most beautiful clothes, she still had that sinking feeling that they never actually loved her.

The day went on, no changes, and it was finally time to go to their dorms except for the ones wanting that spot to become a guardian. 'It must be nice to be a guardian…' Amu thought in her head, going to her dorm. She didn't share with anyone, and there was always this spare bed above hers as no one was willing to share a room with her. You'd think people felt sorry for her but things didn't work out like that around here. Walking up the narrow stairs, Amu felt like she bumped in to someone. Someone quite small.

"Hmph…" the girl said, looking up at Amu's carnation pink locks and golden orbs, then frowning. "Wait…You're the girl everyone's talking about. The No-Magic girl."

'No-Magic girl? What kind of a name is that?'

"Urm, yeah. Guess you can say that. Then again, those idiots talk nonsense so…"

"Your name is Amu right? Nice to meet you. I use to be a bit like you. I'm Mashiro Rima but you can call me Rima." Many would agree, but Rima was incredibly pretty. She had jasmine yellow curls that reached her waist and golden eyes, just like Amu herself.

Rima stuck out her hand with a glum look on her face, as if she was having a flashback of her past. They shook hands before Amu suddenly realized something.

"W-Wait, you're a guardian right? Aren't you meant to be at the meeting with the rest of the guardians?"

"Nah, I'm skipping. Plus my mum has sent me some mail. I thought I could finally get some freedom around here without my parents, guess not." Rima crumpled her face as soon as she said the world 'parents.' Didn't seem like she was particularly fond of them, just like Amu.

'I think we're going to get along just fine.'

"Who do you share dorms with? I'm alone. Nagihiko wanted to share with me but boys aren't allowed to share with girls, plus I hate that pervert. No one else in the guardians really wants to share with me or they have someone else…"

"R-Really? I don't have anyone either. You can share with me if you like. I-I'm not forcing you to though."

"Sure. That'll be nice. I'll go get my stuff, where's your dorm?"

"Up the stairs, take a left, and it's the one at the end."

The girl's dorms were upstairs and the boy's were downstairs, and the boys were not allowed in the girls dorms without permission but sometimes if they were sneaky they could get away with it, although the chances of that were quite small.

Rima nodded and went down the stairs, smiling on the way. It was the first time Amu had seen a smile like that in ages, and she could feel herself smiling as well, friends were something she couldn't make because she was bullied so much.

Amu grinned before heading off to her dorm and clearing anything in the way; it was quite messy after all. Hearing a knock on the door, Amu opened the door and saw Rima with four suitcases, struggling to hold them all… "Please don't tell me these are your stuff…" Amu nagged.

"Oh yeah they are. I've got another whole batch since I got Nagihiko to bring them all up, hope you don't mind!"

'Yeah…I don't…Right…?'

Amu led her in, and to Rima's surprise, it was actually quite big. This was because Amu's parents demanded that Amu must have a large room, they sent a complaint letter to the principal and he had no choice. However, Amu didn't have anything to do with that space since she had no one to share with it, until today.

Rima climbed up the stairs of the bunk bed and laid down quietly. "Can you tell me a bit about the people in the guardians?" Amu politely asked Rima.

"Sure, what do you need to know?"

"Anything. Hobbies, personality, dream job, like I said, anything…"

"Lets start with the youngest. There's Yuiki Yaya, 15 years old and she's in the same class as me. Except you, she's actually my only friend but she's sharing dorms with her friend. She's extremely childish, acts like one, eats like one, fights like one and talks like one.

Next is Hotori Tadase. He's 16 and the school heartthrob, well, one of the school's heartthrobs. Everything acts like he's a prince, innocent and naïve.

Then Nagihiko, he's an idiot, and is in the same class as Tadase. No more said about him.

And don't forget Utau, the drama queen of the group. She's 16, and loves acting. She sometimes fake cries to get out of class, and trust me, it's possible. I've seen her do it sometimes and it's impossible to tell if she's lying or not. She's in love with her brother. Can you believe that?

Then there's Kukai Souma, he's 17 and in love with Utau, but she's so busy being in love with that brother of hers she doesn't notice. He's REALLY sporty and has got several awards. He's going to do well in the future.

Lastly, there's Tsukiyomi Ikuto-" Rima was cut off, by the opening of the door.

"Rima, here are the suitcases you kindly requested for us to bring up," an indigo blue haired boy struggled to say with all the luggage in his hand. That was Nagihiko.

"Us?" Rima asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, Ikuto and I. Well, you asked me but I got bored by myself. Ah, you're Amu-chan, right? The No-Magic girl?" He peered around the room, and then cleared his gaze on to me.

'Not that name again…'

"Y-yeah," Amu stuttered, nodding in politeness.

"Thanks for being such a good friend to Rima, she's always alone, in that room all by herself."

"Nagihiko, don't go saying rubbish," Rima argued bitterly.

"Anyway, you were meant to be at the meeting! It's over now, either way, but you're in for some trouble later on!"

Amu giggled, and then just realized there was a tall navy haired boy standing right next to Nagihiko, with an uninterested look on his face. 'He must be the famous Tsukiyomi Ikuto.'

All of a sudden, Amu got an unexpected gaze from Ikuto, making her blush slightly. 'What's this nostalgic feeling…?'