Hey peoples, I'm 1stella444 and this is my first Shugo Chara Fanfic!!!! Please don't be afraid to tell me what you think of the story, regardless of whether you like it or not. I love creative criticism. Alright Amu-Chan you're up

Amu: Alright, 1stella444, or Stella, does not own me, or any of the movies, shows, items, or characters discussed in this chapter.

Stella: Thank you Amu-Chan

Amu: No prob ;)

Stella: Alright, I guess I should start the story.

~ ~ ~ ~Summer With A Playboy~ ~ ~ ~

Chpt. 1: Summer In Japan?!

"As I stand here today, I see promising young adults, who will go out into this beautiful world and do great things." Said the principal of Shugo High, with his big glasses and cheery grin, as he looked back at us, the graduates, as he finished giving us our high school diploma.

High school wasn't all bad to me; I mean, I got good grades, met Nadeshiko, who is an exchange student from Japan, and we became the best of friends.

"Will this guy hurry up already? We've been sitting here for two fucking hours. How long does it take to give 108 students diplomas?"

"It'll be alright Amu-Chan, I think he's about to end it." Nadeshiko smiled as she took my hand into hers and gently squeezed it.

Nadeshiko was so beautiful, with her long violet hair and her shimmering gold eyes. She's an amazing dancer and when she was younger, she toured all over the world, doing Japanese dance.

"Hey Nadeshiko, wanna go out later? I know a great place where we can spend the rest of the day together?" This guy, who was sitting behind us, asked as he winked at her. Nadeshiko had so many guys after her, that she'd had to buy two cellphones: one for her family and friends, and another for guys who wanted to 'study' on the phone with her. Although she's very kind and polite, she always turns down every guy that asks her out. Why, I don't know, but I sure as hell wish I had her looks, not saying that I'm ugly though. It's just that I have a few flaws.

Well, for one thing, I'm like really short, and I'm super skinny, so I don't have anything in the hood or the trunk (for those who don't get it, it means I have no breasts or an ass). I also I have pink hair, which is kinda a shocker since no one has natural pink hair here in America. I mean, if you do know someone who does, please let me know, cause I sure as hell wanna meet em. I've had a few guys ask me out, but they turned out to be playboys. Stupid, horny, dumb ass playboys, who only want sex. If they even try to speak to me, I have this automatic reflex to punch, kick, or throw things, big hard things, at them. I guess that's another reason why I'm single and I've only kissed one boy.

"Now, I say to the graduating class that stands before you all, may you all have happy lives and be true all the way through adulthood." Then we all threw our caps in the air, and I looked at Nadeshiko and smiled, and realized that high school was finally over.

"Nadeshiko, you sure you don't wanna go out tonight, I mean we are officially graduate students." I asked as we walked into my bedroom. Nadeshiko always slept over my house, because she's my bestest friend... and she doesn't like the dude that lives next to her in her condo.

" I'm sure, besides I needed to talk to you about something." Nadeshiko said, as she gracefully sat down on my bed.

"What is it?" I hopped on the dresser...and fell off of it.

"Ow! Stupid ass dresser!" I said, kicking it.

"I guess you shouldn't have tried sitting on it maybe?"

"Whatever, it'll be gone once I figure out which college I'll be going to. Besides, it's still not fair that you automatically got chosen to the college of your dreams, while I have to keep applying over and over again."

"Don't worry Amu-Chan, I'm sure you'll get into a good college."

"Easy for you to say. So..umm...when are you going back to Japan?"

"Oh, see that's what I wanted to talk to you about. You see, I'm leaving first thing tomorrow."

TOMORROW?! Why didn't you tell me this sooner? I thought maybe we could go somewhere, but she's leaving?!

"WHAT?! Why didn't you mention this before?!"

"Amu-Chan-"

"I mean, you're like my best friend and stuff, how am I gonna spend summer without you?"

"But I wanted you to-"

"Oh Nadeshiko, what will I do? I haven't even-"

"I want you to come to Japan with me!!"

"And now you want me to...wait, what did you say?"

"I bought both of us plane tickets to Japan, and I want you to spend the summer there with me."

Me...in...Japan.... AHHH! I've always wanted to go to Japan. Watching all those anime shows really got me hooked on Japan. Oh, Nadeshiko, you're the best.

"Wait, but I don't have anything to wear, I mean, what do you wear in Japan?! Kimonos, costumes?"
"Amu-Chan, you just dress like yourself. Besides, we can buy some new clothes there."

"But, where am I gonna stay?"

"In our guest house." Wow, she has enough money to buy us plane tickets, clothes, and has a guest house. Damn, she's so lucky, why can't I have her life?

"Wow, I can't believe this I actually happening."

"Still wanna go out Amu-Chan?"

"Hells no, I need to start packing."

(2:30 A.M)

"Amu-Chan, go to sleep."

"I can't, I need to find my Ipod, my Twilight series (best series eva!! Fuck anyone who disagrees), my diary, and my PSP Go."

"Alright, just don't spend all night looking for them, we've got a big day tomorrow." Nadeshiko smiled at me, yawned and went back to sleep.

Mkay, let's see. Ipod, check, PSP Go, check, Twilight series, check, check, check, and check!

"Alright, where is my diary?" I walked to my drawer and open the last drawer on the left.

"Ah, there it is." I never really liked diaries, but when I started falling in love with this playboy. I guess I just needed it to reassure myself. I mean, it didn't do a fucking thing, since he dumped and played me, but hey, it's nice looking back on my mistakes.

"I promise, I'll never fall for a playboy again. I don't think I'll ever fall in love again."

"What was that Amu-Chan?"

"N-nothing, just go back to sleep." Man, I can't wait till we go to Japan. Hope there aren't aren't any playboys there.

Okinawa, Japan

"Thanks Ikuto-kun. Be sure to call me anytime you want me alright?"

"Sure Haruka, I'd love to hit that any day."

Yep, it's just an average day for me, fucking girls, kissing girls, flirting, hanging out with my entourage, and oh did I mention fucking girls. I mean, with a face like mine, and a gorgeous body like mine, what girl wouldn't wanna fuck me? I'm only 20 and I've fucked 284 girls, no make that 285 now. Man, I think I am too good, but I guess when you're me, you just kinda get used to it.

Sitting up from my bed, I watched Haruka get dressed and damn did she have a fine body. Having a D-cup never really hurt anyone, especially not me. Every once in a while, she'd lick her lips at me, obviously teasing me and coming over to touch me in places guys dream of a girl touching. I got out of bed and put on a white shirt, blue jeans, a black, unbuttoned jacket, and put on my chain belt and my cross necklace. I started making out with Haruka, almost undressing her, then escorted her to the front door of my mansion, yea I said it, my mansion. My father's a famous violinist and my mom is his manager, so they tend to be on tour a lot, leaving me and my bro, Yoru, to fend for ourselves, not saying it's a bad thing though. I kissed Haruka on the neck and smirked when I heard a small moan come from her, then I waved goodbye and shut the door.

"Nya, can I come out now Ikuto?"

"Yea Yoru, I'm finished." Yoru came out of his room, rubbing his eyes, as he lazily looked at me, obviously just waking up from a nap.

"Ikuto nya, do you always have to make so much noise? I was two floors below you, and I could still hear you. I could barely get some sleep."

"Sorry Yoru, the next time I fuck, I'll try to keep the moans to a minimum."

"You are one horny bastard, you know that nya?"

"Yea," I said, walking over and rubbing Yoru's head, "I know, and I don't plan on giving up my ultimate title."

"Of what?"

"Of being the world's best playboy of course."

IAP Airlines, U.S.A

"Ma'am, you're gonna have to remove all the metal you have on you right now."

"Please Amu-Chan, just do it before the plane takes of without us."

"But I don't want those assholes breaking my shit."

Okay, mmaaaayyybbeee I was being a whiny little bitch, but I don't trust airports, especially after someone stole my luggage when I was 15. I had to go to L.A. with my mother's sundress, and considering how she has no clue when it comes to punk/goth clothes, I looked so... childish. But I digress, and I decided to just listen to Nadeshiko, and I took off my metallic cross barrette, cross necklace, my bracelets, including mu ankle bracelet, and skull belt.

"If I find so much as a scratch on any of this stuff, I'm kicking your ass, you got that?"

"Yea, I got you." The guy said as he carefully placed my items into a bucket and sent it through the place where they would scan your items, I could never really remember what those things were called. After the whole metal thing, we hopped on the plane heading to Japan.