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Chapter One
~The Meeting~
BEEP! BEEP!
Groggily, I attacked my alarm clock to shut it up. Why must school be so early? I peeled opened my eyes and turned to look at a picture of me and my charas. It's been about two years since the day they disappeared, but I still haven't forgotten about them.
"Morning guys," I said like every morning before. I could practically still hear them yelling in my ear to wake up for school. "Today is the first day of my third year of high school. Wish me luck!"
Despite my growth spurt, I still felt like the same silly sixth grader from before. My 'cool and spicy' image still shadows me unfortunately. The only person that actually knows about how I really am is my dearest friend Rima. She can be moody, but she's the only real friend I've got. Sad, I know.
Sighing, I got out of bed and got ready for another day of social hell.
Our uniforms are similar to last years except now they are black and red instead of brown plaid. Of course I added my own touches to my uniform as I was known for: open jacket, black studded belt, red band on arm of jacket, loose tie, plaid leg warmers, and to top it all off a red x hair clip. I scrutinized myself in the mirror and shrugged. "Not bad."
I ran down the stairs and was greeted by my papa as I entered the kitchen. "Good morning, Amu-chan, my sparrow!"
"Morning, Papa."
His eyes wandered over my outfit and he sobbed loudly, "HOW COOL, AMU-CHAN!" Rolling my eyes I grabbed a piece of toast from the table and started toward the door. "Bye!"
A cool breeze hit my face as soon as I walked out. Birds were chirping, children were laughing, and all the shop keepers smiled. All in all, it was a perfectly normal day. Or so I thought.
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A short blond girl was also walking to school that day. Her long and wavy dirty blond hair gracefully flowed down her back as she walked down the street. She spotted the familiar bubblegum hair she could recognize anywhere. Afterall, who else had the same vibrant hair as her close friend?
"Amu-chan!" The surprised pink head whirled around scanning to find the source of the voice. Rima couldn't help but snicker at her clueless friend looking like an idiot in public. She trotted over to Amu deciding to spare her of public embarrassment. For today, at least.
"Over here idiot." Rima teased, poking her friend's shoulder playfully. Amu's face lit up as she saw the blond.
"I know. I was just...I heard a fly buzzing around, and-"
"Yeah, yeah save it pinky."
They began walking down their usual route to school and talked and laughed comfortably. That was until the school gate came into sight. Instead of the usual line of expensive cars and the steady flow of students coming in, a mob of what looked like rabid teenage girls reached their vision. Both girls clamped their palms over their ears as piercing shrieks filled the air. At first the two thought there had been an attack or something of that sort, but they noticed that the girls were not screaming in fear but in excitement. Rima pointed to a clear sidewalk and Amu followed graciously. The two scanned the crowd for the source of the commotion and noticed a group of four boys surrounded in the middle.
"Oh great. Another fangirl freakshow." Rima commented dryly.
Welcome to Seiyo High School, well-known rich snob school, considered to be the top schools in Japan academically, theatrically, and athletically.
Both girls were used to this kind of situation, but not one of this caliber. Usually, it was maybe a group of four to five girls at a time that were fawning over some boy, and on very rare occassions there was maybe around ten, but usually the girls (and guys) kept themselves intact. They have reputations to uphold, afterall, since most of the students belong to fairly well-known families. Rima and Amu, however, were the two exceptions that got here on recommendation and scholarships.
The two pushed their way through the crowd into the school. "Remind me to bring a sledgehammer for days like this, Amu. I will shoot the next girl that drools on my head as they pass."
"Who do you think they are? They gotta be pretty special to attract a crowd this big." Amu noted, now in the classroom with Rima. Rima shrugged boredly.
"Don't really care as long as they aren't in our class."
Amu stared out the window furrowing her eyebrows to get a look at who caused all this. Before she got the chance to spot them, the bell rang causing all of the girls outside to groan in disappointment and start trudging into the school. A good handful of girls stayed by the four boys who were also walking in. One boy with midnight blue hair spotted Amu still staring out the window, smirked, and winked straight at her. Amu turned to check if in fact he really was sending that smirk at her, and when she realized he was, she just glared.
'Douche.'
Amu stode over to her seat next to Rima and waited as everyone else filed in. The usual number greetings to her and Rima, who were pretty popular despite not being rich, weren't as great as normal. They were grateful for this matter since often this served as a hassle for the both of them.
Once everyone was seated, a tall messy haired man came into the classroom. "Okay, class! Today we have some new students that were not here last year. So please welcome them warmly!" Nikaido our teacher announced. The guys grumbled in protest and the girls' eyes gleamed with excitement (excluding Amu and Rima who shared mutual panic) since they all knew who was coming into their class. Four boys all too familiar to the class advanced to the front of the room. As expected, fangirl screams of delight pierced the air and glares of jealousy flew towards the four.
"Okay, please introduce yourselves!" Nikaido motioned to the boys. A boy with rustic brown, orange hair stepped forward first.
"Yo! Kukai Souma, age seventeen. Nice to meet you!" He announced with a toothy grin making the girls swoon. Amu studied him and decided he might not be that bad since he seemed nice enough. Next the boy with long indigo hair strode up.
"Hello, I'm Nagihiko Fujisaki. Age sixteen. Pleased to meet you all." he stated formally with a calm smile. Amu decided he might also be alright, and she did not fail at noticing her friend's eyebrow raise.
"That's a boy?" she sniggered as Amu giggled quietly.
A blond boy stepped up next. Without even saying anything the girls were already whispering remarks like 'he's like a prince!' 'he's so cute!' Both girls rolled their eyes, but Amu couldn't help but agree that he was indeed cute.
"Hi, my name is Tadase Hotori, age sixteen. Nice to meet everyone." A sweet smiled spread across his lips. And finally, the midnight blue haired boy took a step forward. Amu glared at him making Rima raise an eyebrow.
"Ikuto Tsukiyomi, age seventeen." Uninterested he scanned the room until he spotted Amu. A smirk grew on his face.
"Okay so seating arrangements! Okay, Ikuto-san you can sit next to Takamori-san over there. And Kukai-san you can-" Nikaido was saying, but got interrupted by Ikuto.
"Actually, I'd prefer sitting next to pinkhead over there. Wherever I sit, my friends sit too. So Kukai, you will be sitting behind pinkhead, and Tadase you're sitting in front of me. Ah, and Nagi you're sitting in front of blondie." he stated simply as the boys moved to the seats they were 'assigned' to making some people move from their original seats. Everyone stared stunned and Nikaido wore a wary look. I stared angrily at the blue haired boy now sitting comfortably next to me.
"Actually, my name is Hinamori not "pinkhead". And that "blondie" is Rima Mashiro, Tsukiyomi. Plus, who said you could make your own seating arrangement, making some people move?"
An uneasy silence engulfed the air as Ikuto looked at her clearly amused. No one ever spoke to him that way, and no one ever dared to.
"Eh? Is that so? Okay, Hinamori we are going to sit next to you and blondie, so take good care of us. And I said." Ikuto challenged with a twisted smile. Amu felt deadly glares directed at both her and Rima. Sure they were popular, but apparently not when it came to gorgeous boys. Rima scowled and kicked Nagihiko's seat. He looked at her apologetically with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.
"Oi, nice to meet you Hinamori-chan! What's your first name?" Kukai questioned innocently with a smile.
Amu flushed lightly and replied stubbornly, "Amu... Hinamori to you."
"Nice to meet you then, Amu-chan and Rima-chan!" they cheered except for Ikuto who just watched Amu curiously. Rima stared boredly and Amu twitched slightly as they ignored her comment. The rest of the class just stared at them blankly as yet another awkward silence filled the room.
"U-Um we're going to start class now, so everyone get your books out...!" Nikaido said slowly not knowing what else to do. Amu sulked in her seat as she looked around her. The people she wanted to be sitting by the least were now surrounding her and Rima. She shared a sad look with her friend who simply just looked pissed. The last thing they needed was jealous fangirls, but both girls knew how to take care of that. Amu was afterall the cool and spicy girl who people didn't dare think badly of and Rima...well Rima was Rima and that was usually all it took for one to be cowering in fear. She may be small, but she is definitely not someone you want to piss off.
The bell rang releasing the class and Amu huffed over to Nikaido who looked very distraught. Who wouldn't be with Ikuto disrupting the class about every two seconds? Amu waited until everyone left the classroom before she stormed over to Nikaido.
"Nikaido-sensei, why did you let that Tsukiyomi guy act like that today? You should have told told him off or at least I dont know say something!" He brought his eyes up to hers and sighed deeply.
"I don't have a choice, Himamori-san. Their parents are giving generous donations to the school so they are entitled to do what they want. I'd definitely lose my job if I spoke out against them." Amu let out a low growl as murderous thoughts invaded her mind, but a low husky voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Amu, you are sitting next to me at the assembly." She felt annoyance rush through her body as she craned her neck to look at him. She wondered shortly if he heard her discussion with Nikaido, but she glared all the same into his dark navy eyes just to see him smirking.
"It's Hinamori to you, Tsukiyomi, and what makes you think I want to sit next to you?" She hissed. If he was surprised by her, he didn't show it as he flashed his normal smirk back at her, firing up Amu's anger. Before she could control herself, she already started telling him off.
"Just who do you think you are, huh? You may be some rich boy who has everyone at his feet, but not me, Tsukiyomi. You may be able to order others around, but I won't tolerate that. I would never want to sit next to a guy like you." she practically spat in his face.
Ikuto raised a curious eyebrow at her. He would be lying if he said he wasn't shocked at her saying these sorts of things to him. With one call he could easily ruin her life; one step out of line and he could destroy anyone's future with the snap of his fingers. He concluded that she was either completely stupid or just didn't realize who he was. He scoffed inwardly, 'what person wouldn't know who I am?' he kept thinking to himself, but decided to humor the furious pink headed girl in front of him.
"You don't know who we are, do you?" She looked at him suspiciously and shrugged.
"You are Tsukiyomi Ikuto, biggest jerk I've ever met." He smirked. This girl really had no idea who he was.
He paced in front of her and snuck a peek at her from the corner of his eye. "Do you know what Princes4 is?" She stared at him quizzically and shook her head.
"Some kind of gay bar you work at?"
His eyes widened. 'Where has this girl been? Living under a rock?' he thought incredulously. He sighed and glanced at the now smug girl in front of him.
"It's a group of four men who are the sons and future heirs of the top four companies in Japan. And do you know what those companies are?" She shook her head again in response. She really had no idea what he was talking about, but she listened intently. He smirked widely and headed toward the door.
"The Tsukiyomi Corp., Fujisaki Group, Souma Corp., and Hotori Co." He turned around to see her eyes widen in surprise. "So don't forget, you're sitting next to me." She shot him the most deadly glare she could possibly muster before she yelled in protest.
"You're impossible! I'm not going to be fazed by your title, Tsukiyomi." And with that she huffed and raced out of the room. He watched her pass him curiously and laughed lightly.
"She's going to be a fun one."
-End-
This chapter has been edited :)
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