A/N: So, here's my new story! I know so cool, right? …RIGHT!!?? Oh forget it! Anyway, I thought of this story a while ago, forgot, and then remembered again. XD I know, I suck. So I don't own anything and enjoy.

~Ikuto POV~

'Where am I?'

I had seen this room before. I had asked that question before. Yes, this was another dream. And just like the other dreams, each one continued right after the other.

I was in a broken down shack; the one window was painted shut (I knew this because once before I had tried to it) and the only thing in the room was a small table and love-seat near that window. Despite the lack of windows, the room was still bright, from an unknown source.

I had been having this dream ever since my first day of high school. Of course, back then, I thought the dream was based on some weird movie my sister, Utau, forced me to watch. But as time went on, I realized that this wasn't just a regular dream.

I sighed in frustration and began looking for the exist. I had been trying at this for the past three dreams since I was grown tired of leaning against that stupid table.

I pushed up against the wooden door.

Again, no results.

I tired again, just for the hell of it.

Another failed attempt.

Furious now, I rammed my right fist into the wooden frame, causing my midnight-blue hair to fall in front of my face.

After a second or so, I groaned in pain.

Did I mention that I could feel everything in this dream? Well I could. Which was one of the reasons why I've questioned this…dimension even being a dream?

"I'm sorry." an angelic voice echoed from behind me. I flinched and turned around, eager that someone else might be here.

"Who's there?" I asked. No reply.

"Hello?" I asked again. Still nothing.

I was getting angry now.

"Look, if someone's here then just tell me!" I called out, irritated,

"I can't do that…not until you want me too." the voice called again. It, or she, sounded as if it-she- was crying.

But I couldn't say anymore. I couldn't find my mouth. The dream would be ending soon. It does this every time as I'm slowly being pulled back into reality.

"Hurry, love. Hurry up and find me!" she pleaded again as her voice became distant.

~RINICHAN~

My blue eyes flew open and I jolted forward. My room was filled with bright rays of light. I squinted and glanced over at my alarm clock.

6:00, it read.

I sighed. I didn't have to be up for another hour, but that dream had me freaked.

It was the first time someone had ever tried talked to me in that place. And what did she mean by 'love'. I didn't even know her…right?

I sighed before forcing myself to get up. I walked out of my bedroom and down the hall to the bathroom. I saw Utau walking into it. She smiled when she saw me.

"Good morning, Ikuto. I didn't know you could get up this early." she teased.

"I didn't know you could look in a mirror without breaking it." I teased back, leaning against the door frame.

"Shut up, baka!" she screeched. I laughed slightly as I reached for my toothbrush and toothpaste and began brushing my teeth. As I did that, Utau brushed her hair up into her usual two ponytails.

After I was done, I went back to my room and began preparing for school. I put on my black collared shirt and the matching black pants and headed down stares.

I went to the kitchen and saw my mom, Sokuo, staring into some book.

"Whatcha doing?" a asked, not really interested, but I had time to spare. I would usually be rushing out the door right about now, trying to barely make it to school.

"Making pancakes." she answered cheerfully.

My head shot up and Utau ran down the stares.

"Mom…" I cautioned

"Step away from the cook book." Utau finished before bursting into a laugh. I joined in shortly after.

"Ha, ha, very funny." my mom spat, causing us the laugh harder.

I took a deep breath, trying to breathe even, and started for the door.

"I'm off." I called to them.

Once out the door, I heard Utau call after me; I stopped, causing her to run into me.

"Geez, Ikuto, you were suppose to wait for me." she whined, grabbing onto my arm.

"Since when?!" I questioned, trying to pull my arm out of her grasp.

"We are in the same class." she stated obviously.

"Whatever." I sighed in defeat and started with her to Seyio High.

~RINICHAN~

I mentally sighed as the teacher went on about…something. I was too bored to even listen.

My mind had went back to the dream; this was the first time I had thought about it so much. What had she meant by 'when I wanted her too'? And her calling me 'love' had me even more freaked. Maybe she had me confused with someone else.

Somewhere in between my thought, I fell asleep.

~RINICHAN~

My eyes opened slightly and I eyed the room.

I noticed two things.

First, that I wasn't in the classroom anymore; the room was replaced with the shack from my dream and I wasn't sitting in a desk anymore. Instead I was laying on the love-seat.

And second, my head laid on someone's lap.

I looked up into the person's golden eyes. It was a girl. Her light pink hair flowed slightly over her eyes. From what I could tell, she was on a white Sunday dress, complimenting her cream skin perfectly. She was…well she was beautiful. Actually, that was an understatement. Beautiful didn't nearly describe her flawless features.

She looked down at me and smiled. I felt my face change temperatures. I was actually blushing?! I had never done that before (A/N Join the club, Ikuto :/).

"So, you're back. Quicker then I expected." she whispered, giggling.

I had to be dead. I had never heard something sound so precious. I was mystified; I couldn't speak.

"Ikuto?" she tilted her head to the side, worried.

"You…you know my name?" this caused her the giggle even more.

"Of course I do, love."

"Love?" I looked away, slightly embarrassed by the titles.

"Maybe I should explain." she cleared her throat before continuing. "My name is Amu Hinamori and I've been watching you ever since before you were born."

"Eh?" she looked my age, not a winkle in place.

"Let me finish." she requested. I nodded and she continued, gently stroking her fingers though my hair. "Long ago, the world where I came from was overthrown by an evil force." she leaned her head back, staring at the ceiling. I followed her gaze. It was almost like I could see her past as she continue to explain.

~Amu's Flashback~

I followed Papa up the various stares in a heist. I clutched my little sister's hand tightly as she cried. Of course she would cry. We had just watch Mama die. I, on the other hand, refused to be sad. I knew I'd be next, hopefully able to spare Rima. But I knew that would be possible.

Whatever that thing was, is killing everyone in the kingdom. There was no stopping it.

I was a wise nine year old. I knew that this would be the end. Rima wasn't lucky enough though. He toddler mind couldn't process it. She continued to weep uncontrollably as we ran into a room I had never seen before.

Papa locked the door behind us and went towards something covered in a white cloth.

"What is that?" I asked, still holding onto her hand.

"You're ticket out of here." he smiled back at us as he pulled the sheet off and reviled a…telephone booth?

"I don't think we could call for help, Papa." I said, confused.

"It's not a telephone booth, Amu. It's a time machine." he patted the device. "You two are going to go into the future." he began pressing some sort of code into the keypad next to it.

I put Rima, into the booth, clearing away her tears. I then turned back to Papa.

"What about you, Papa?" I asked.

He smiled gently. "I'm staying here."

He didn't have to explain his reason for staying; I already knew. He wanted to be in the place where Mama died. I sighed as he reached into his pocket for something. He then, walked over to me and handing the object to me.

It was a picture of a boy. He looked like he was around my age, but I could be wrong. His eyes were closed and his dark blue hair flown in front of his eyes.

I blushed as I examine the photo. He was gorgeous.

"Papa, he's…who is he." I unwillingly looked up from the photo and into his eyes.

"This is that person you must look for; he'll help destroy that thing that hurt Mommy in the future."

"So, that thing will still exist?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"Yes. It'll be some time before you can meet him. He hasn't been born yet and even when he is born, only at a certain time will he be able to contact you."

I nodded, understanding. I was just happy that'll be able to meet him one day.

I smiled at the picture and stuffed it into my pocket. "I'll do my best!"

Just then, a loud pounding began on the wooden door. It was the bad thing.

Papa quickly pushed me into the booth and within second we weren't in the room anymore.

~RINICHAN~

~Ikuto's POV~

I stared in disbelief as her story concluded. So, I was suppose to help her? I didn't know I had that much responsibility. The only thing I used to worry about not failing a class or avoiding fan girls. But this was something completely new.

"So…" I stared, but was lost in thought.

"Ikuto, you're presented with a choice. If you would rather not be placed with this task, then I can send you back and you're normal dreams will return." he eyes were serious as she looked down at me.

The offer set me off. After a short moment, I smirked and sat up. I knew my answer.

I sat right on the couch and turned to her. "I'm staying."

She smiled; eyes lit with excitement, and hopped up. "Thank you." she suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me too to door. "Since you're staying, let me show you the land you're protecting."

"Uh, but the doors stuck." I informed.

She turned back to me. "Sorry. I did that so you couldn't escape."

I smiled at this. She began tugging me out the door.

She stood beside me, hand still in mine, as we both stared that the sight.

A/N: So there you go, the first chapter. I think this entire thing suck! I might delete it and start over. So don't be mean and sad if you can't find it again. It's kind of rushed anyway, of course it'll suck. Anyway, don't expect quick updates cause school starts in two days so I won't have lots of time. If there was something you didn't understand or I made a mistake, PLEASE tell me. Thankies! And thanks for reading the first chappies and don't forget to review.