Hi guys! New story here! I have a good feeling about this one :) So tell me how you guys like it. It's Amuto with future side Rimahiko. Chapter 1 is longer than my usual chapter length~ Just so you know~ Um...Please favorite, follow or review if you like it so I know people like my new story :) Enjoy!

Disclaimer (I forget to put these a lot, so make this one count for the whole story): I don't own Shugo Chara!

Chapter 1

"What…?"

Her voice was so quiet; she could barely hear it herself. But her teacher heard it. He didn't need to repeat his words again; it was well in her mind.

"I am truly sorry." He spoke again, but everyone knows that words like those are the emptiest of all. Even without going through the same experience, he could tell the thoughts going through his student's mind. Remembering their last conversation. Picturing their faces and never forgetting it, keeping a photograph in their mind. Thinking of all the wonderful times they've had together, thinking of all the nice things that they've done for her, thinking for every memory they shared. And most of all, that they were gone from this part of the Earth. You'd whisper to yourself 'Get over it, they're gone, there's nothing I can do.' But the truth is you can never get over something so tragic in such a short time; in fact, some people never recover.

Amu's POV:

A great part of my life was already taken away. But Fate decided that they must twist my life even more. It's never enough. Watch me suffer. Watch me pull my hair out over all the crazy things that happen. Like this.

I never understand people. I've never understood her. It's weird, really. Who bends down to tie their shoe in the middle of the road? Apparently, her. I muster all the strength in me and start running towards her, bursting with speed. The car is still a reasonable length away, not for long though. I yell out her name, knowing it'd be hard to reach her in time. She looks up and whispers my name, confused. If everything was turned into slow motion, I'd be able to see the two people's expression change. The driver's from a calm and relaxed face to a completely stressed and panicked face. The girl's from a joyful and pleased to shock and a 'Help!' look.

The car's just a few feet away when I manage to reach her, already out of breath.

"Come…on!" I hiss, tugging at her arm. But she's completely frozen, unable to move a muscle due to shock. Move! Or I'm gonna get hit too! A thought strikes me, like maybe that was what Fate was trying to do to me next, get me hit by a car. I grit my teeth; I'll get out of this, with her too! She's frozen like a statue though. I curse under my breath and make a final attempt to push her out of the way. She unfreezes for a second and I take that second to push her out of the way, along with myself. She's a lot lighter than I anticipated, the extra strength making us tumble together onto the sidewalk, causing some passers to flinch out of the way as two teenage girls lie on their backs gasping for air.

"What the heck were you thinking?"

The little blond girl flinched a little at my harsh tone before continuing to gasp for breath. I thought she wouldn't reply, but she did, quite quietly, "I don't know…"

I roll my eyes and sit up, "Look, Rima. I don't exactly know you that well, but I know you well enough to know that you aren't exactly the stupid type."

The girl, Rima, sat up but avoided my eyes.

I shook myself a little, "Sorry. Just…that was crazy…and got me on edge." I realized I was being rather…cruel to this girl who just nearly got hit by a car. "Well…" I shrug, "I should get going…bye!"

I feel her hand tug on my shirt. Her eyes were clouded with confusion, I didn't know why.

"Amu…" she looked around nervously, "Thank you…You're going to always be my best friend." She smiled sweetly at me.

I smiled nervously but said, "Rima…I'm not your best friend…in fact, I barely know you. We just talk a little in the classes we have together."

She scrunched her eyebrows together before raising her wrist up to let me see, "You gave me this."

I shook my head while keeping my eyes on the colorful friendship bracelet. I've always secretly wanted to have a friend give me one; it'd prove that I'm a great friend. "I'm not sure who your best friend is. But it's probably someone from your old school before you moved here?"

Rima started laughing, "You're kidding! Real nice, Amu! I actually believed you in the beginning, like I had memory loss! But I know I've lived here all my life!"

"But Rima-"

I stopped when I realized she wasn't listening. She was gazing fondly at the bracelet, murmuring things like "This is amazing…" "How do you make something like this?" "I'm really thankful to have such a great friend like you."

It sorta hit a nerve. Since I've always wanted to be Rima's friend. I admired her way of not caring what others thought of her. Unlike me, I couldn't keep my face a normal color when the principal called me out of the room to inform me of…that. It's annoying though, she doesn't believe me when I'm trying to tell her what happened and trying to help her. Instead, she's staring at her bracelet like it's her life.

"Look. I didn't give you that. I barely know you. You obviously hit your head and had memory loss. But since you don't seem to care, whatever, bye."

I turned around and walked away.

"Wait!"

She grabbed onto my sleeve like before, "Sorry if I made you angry…but I don't want to believe you. I don't want to know that my memories are messed up now. I just want to wish that my life is still the same as usual. Isn't that what everyone wants?" She shrugged, "But I guess I can't escape the truth. So, are you still willing to tell me?"

I…I wanted to tell her everything. Then there was the problem of getting into this girl's future could-be problems. I didn't want to be involved, because when you're involved, there's a likely chance that you may cause loss to the victim. According to how much Fate likes me, seems like there's a likely chance it'd happen to me. Reluctantly, I shake my arm and shake her off, starting to run away from her. It's her problem, not mine.

I manage to find a small park, quite small and quiet. Rima doesn't seem to be anywhere Snear; I recall her being a slow runner…which just adds to my guilt of running so fast away from her. I sit on the swing and start swinging myself. Gently, calmly, slowly. I thought of my life before Fate first twisted it. I was so happy. I was so happy, that I believed nothing could go wrong. Then my worst nightmare came true. I had so many mental breakdowns after that event. I couldn't go through one night without nightmares scaring everything out of me.

"Look, please tell me…"

Rima was back on the swing beside me. Even though she was completely out of breath she – unlike me – swung herself high. Fast, violently, crazily. Nothing like the quiet girl that I see in the school hallways.

A small scream brings me back to reality. I find Rima on the ground, clutching the side of her head like she just hit it against the pole while swinging.

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