A/N: Hello, lovely people! Here I am, writing a fic for my favorite Shugo Chara! pairing - KUTAU :) (Sorry to all AmuxSomeone shippers and lovers.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara! or any of its places or characters, only the plot.

Chapter 1: The text

It was only when Kuukai was already half way home that he realized his phone was still off.

It was Saturday, about 11 a. m. He was coming back from a soccer practice at school; gym was always open, even on weekends, to anyone who wanted to train. Even if it wasn't, Kuukai was sure any possible guards would've let him in anyway. Being a member of almost every sports' team at school had its advantages.

He quickly rumbled through his gym bag, his hand traveling past various T-shirts, water bottles and towels on its way to bottom. Finally, it closed around a small piece of technology that laid buried under all that mess. He hurriedly drew it out, flipping it open and turning it on.

He didn't want any disturbance during his practice, but he has been gone for almost four hours now (he got maybe just a little carried away). He left while his brothers were still asleep. If they have been looking for him to do some errands and couldn't find him, he was so in for it.

When his mobile's screen lit up, he sighted with relief. No missed phone calls. But then he noticed something else. There was a note saying he had one unread text message. Kuukai frowned. His brothers didn't text. Actually, he wasn't sure some of them knew how to. Kaidou's fingers were probably too big for him to be able to type. Shrugging and shaking his head, he clicked it open.

The same moment he did, his eyes became as round as saucers. He re-read the sender's name and then the text, refusing to accept what he saw. It just didn't make any sense. It was crazy. Impossible. But yet, it was here, true.

He wasn't even sure what to feel. A mix of enormous surprise, pure shock and indescribable happiness twirled inside him, battling for dominance. He stood in the middle of the road for some time, completely confused, one moment feeling like jumping up to the sky, and in the other like smashing his head in the asphalt he stood on. And then, in one quick moment, realization hit him, swiftly erasing every other thought and feeling. Of course. It had to be that. His heart, racing at almost impossible speed until now, slowed its pace to a point he was sure it was just going to stop. His stomach, up in his throat by now, sank to his heels. How didn't he see it immediately? It was the only reasonable explanation. He was just rushing up to conclusions, not looking at the facts and reality. Letting his own interests come before common sense. But even coming to that conclusion, something kept nagging him. A spark of something which he wasn't sure was hope or horror drilled him from the inside, forcing him to confirm his logical (completely logical, how couldn't he see it right away?) hypothesis. Hating himself, with a deep frown on his face, he began to dial her number.

Utau sat in her changing room. She was on a pause from filming, getting some rest. She was curled up in a ball on her chair, in her work clothes. On the first sight, everything seemed peaceful, Utau's heavy breathing just a sign of her tiredness. But if one bothered to look more closely at the scene, he would be able to easily break through that thin veil.

Utau stared at her phone in awe, her eyes almost too big for her face. The before-mentioned breathing was actually the only proof that she was still alive. Eru was flapping around her head in panic, saying things like, "Utau, are you okay? Utau!" and, "I'm sure it's all just a big misunderstanding!". Iru, on the other hand, was just flying near, giggling her devilish "Hehehe! Hihihi!". Neither of which was helping Utau.

She sent him the message two hours ago, on her last break. Two. Whole. Hours. Ago. And he still hasn't answered. He broke every quick-response rule that existed, including the famous 4-minutes rule. And over something as big and important as this! After ten minutes she was already freaking out, imagining every possible worst-case scenario. He would mock her. He would laugh at her. He would hate her. He would refuse her. She wasn't sure which was worse. She just couldn't concentrate on her practicing, sweating and panting furiously, and not from all the hard effort, her thoughts constantly running to her phone. That was why she took another pause so quickly. She practically sprinted to her changing room, grabbing her phone with trembling hands.

And... still nothing. Utau wanted to scream. What was he doing? Wasn't she even worthy of an answer? What was that kid thinking, that he could make a fool of her like that? She wanted to be angry at him, she had every right to be. But she couldn't. And she knew why she couldn't. Which then pissed her off even more. So she was running around in an enchanted circle. And after two hours of waiting, she had to get it out somehow. "Misunderstanding!", "Hehehe! Hihihi!".

"Aaaaarrrrrrgggghhhh! Stop it already!" she snapped at her charas, scaring them so they shrieked and flew together at far corner of the room.

It was that exact same time that her phone rang. She freezed, a hairbrush she was about to throw at her charas in her hand, looking wide-eyed in front of herself. Iru and Eru looked back at her, their eyes also round as one of Eru's halos. Utau dropped the brush and turned around at such speed and force she knocked down a few things from her vanity. She grabbed the phone and looked at the ID.

Kuukai. She felt her heart involuntarily speed up. But then she remembered that he made her wait for two hours and rage built inside her. What was that little brat thinking? She will make him pay. She waited for a long time, listening the phone's ringing. When she was sure he was on the verge of hanging up, she finally picked up, assuring herself he was lucky to even have her do that.

"H-Hello?" Oh, great. She stuttered. 'Way to go, Utau! There goes you chance of pretending you didn't cringe over your phone like a obsessed lunatic for the last two hours.' She was still angry at him, and tried to sound arrogant and cold, but after this, she just mentally slapped herself.

"Hey, it's me." Yeah. Right. As if she didn't know that. She didn't even have the strength to interrogate him why would he think she knew who 'me' was.

"Umm, so, I wanted to ask you something."

All anger inside her melted. She just felt scared. And ready to cry. "Uh, yeah?"

"Did you... send me one of your messages for Ikuto again?"

There was silence. For five, ten, fifteen seconds. After twenty of them, Kuukai worriedly asked, "Utau? You there?"

She snapped out of her trance. "Oh, um, yeah, I'm here. Sorry, just drifted away."

"Right. So, did you? Sent me his message again?"

"Oh, that. Ummm... yeah." WHAT?! Why did she just say that?! This time, she actually slapped herself. "What, you didn't think it was for you, did you?" She tried to mockingly sneer at him, but she sounded fake even to herself. Maybe because that was the last thing she wanted to say.

"As I would", he huffed. Utau's heart sank to her heels.

"So... sorry." Her voice cracked. "I should've... warned you first."

"Oh, no, it's okay. Just wanted to check", he hastily replied. There was a silence for a few moments.

"Hey, do you have anything smart to do later today?" he suddenly asked.

Utau was shocked. What was with the abrupt subject change? But hearing him shrug it all off so easily made her finally come back to being her old self. "You mean, beside practicing my dancing, filming another three scenes and working on my new single?" she snorted. "Of course not."

"Great, meet me at the station at five then?"

Utau's jaw dropped to the floor. "You... you... little..." she struggled. "Who said I was going in the first place?" she finally squeezed out.

She could swear she heard him grinning. "I did." And then, without any explanation, he hung up.

Kuukai slipped his phone back into his bag, trying to force a smile. So, his assumption was confirmed. As expected. It couldn't have been anything else. But he still felt that nagging spark in him die. He guessed it was hope after all.

He wasn't sure why he asked her to go out with him. He figured he just couldn't help himself, although he knew it was hopeless. That was how things were and how they were gonna stay. And that was the only reason why he refused to feel disappointed.

Utau sat with her phone next to her ear. She hung up only because the sound irritated her, beeping to her like she didn't know to click it off herself.

That was it. Not one of her worst-case scenarios came true. She didn't think it possible, but this was even worse. She never, in a million years, would have thought he would think that text was not for him. Did he even consider it might have been? Maybe that was why she didn't tell him it was. She was just too afraid. It took her all she got to write that text, and a little bit more to send it. And after he misunderstood it, she just couldn't muster the courage to tell him. The reason she wrote it was because she couldn't say in the first place. What if he wouldn't appreciate it? She doubted he would. He probably saw her as some stupid idol who happened to be his friend. That's why it didn't cross his mind that message was for him.

And yet, he asked her out with him. It wasn't a date, but it was still two of them, together.

"Utau?" Eru asked cautiously. "Are you... going somewhere out today?"

No matter what, she still had their ramen contests. Their walks. And, after some time passes, she might actually tell him.

Slowly, a smallest of smiles formed on Utau's lips. "Yes."

A/N: This was originally meant to be a one-shot, but turned out to be too long, so now it's gonna be a two-shot. One thing you have to know: this is my first KUTAU, Shugo Chara! and anime/manga fic and my second story in general. Also, English is not my first language. I didn't write this on the beginning 'cause I was afraid half of you might run away. But still, just for you to know what you're dealing with. That's also the reason for any possible mistakes. I do proofread, but if you find anything, feel free to let me know.

Tell me if you wanna see next chapter, because I could technically leave it at this. If nobody likes it, no next chapter.

Please review, I accept both compliments and criticism. Thank you for reading!

P. S. Yes, I'm aware I didn't write what the text said. Some of you (if not all) may have guessed it already, but I'm saving it for later. And yes, I'm aware their conversation was a lot of 'umm' and stuff and very awkward, but that's how I want it. 'Cause it's just so kawaii :3