"You can stay if you want to. I'll write to you, tell you how you've always been close to me." She whispered to me as we watched the fireworks from our hill.

I grimaced before answering. "You always say that you know. You never do. And frankly, I need to go with you this time. Wherever you're going." I whispered back.

She stared at me with her golden orbs for a while, the sounds of fireworks going off in the background. People were shouting from below. Children were giggling.

"No." She whispered back, still keeping her stare on me.

I bit my lip. "Why not? It's useless to stay in this small town." I held her hand in mine. "You always said that we're all wrapped around in useless. I want to try to get as far away from useless as I can. I want to be with you." I heard a sigh escape her lips as she turned her attention back to the fireworks.

We were silent for a few minutes. It was always like this though. A silence that meant that we were both thinking. Or that we were tired, angry but didn't want to fight, that we were so happy that words wouldn't escape our lips, or that we were sad and knew words would just…hurt.

Either way, me and her appreciated it. It was our special moments like this that made me love her even more.

The way she thought…now let me tell you something about her and thinking. She was always thinking. There was never a moment where I wouldn't find her thinking. She ate up ideas. She breathed in the scent of old library books. She wore information.

She was always trying to be happy. Even when she knew that she should just be in bed crying her heart out.

Now let me tell you something else. It isn't always this sort of atmosphere with us. We were always either laughing or kissing…kissing or laughing. Rarely ever this serious mood. She hated being serious, says that it makes you grow up faster. I brought this upon us though.

I didn't want her to leave again. She's always leaving. Leaving me here in this small town where everybody knows everything about everyone, where nothing is a secret. Nothing exciting ever happens.

She never takes anyone with her either.

It makes me wonder where she goes, what kinds of people she meets, if she's happy where she goes. Every time she's gone it's all I think about.

Maybe that's the one thing I hate about her. Not that she's able to drive me crazy, that she-

"Fine. But it's not going to be like this small town!" She stood up and started dusting the dirt off her shorts. "It's going to be different! People aren't going to know anything about anyone!" She continued shouting at me.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and made her fall back into my lap once more. "You sure about that? You really want me to go with you, just like that?" I said as I nuzzled into her neck.

"Yes!" She screamed. "It tickles! Stop! Stop!" She giggled.

Now how I got involved with Amu Hinamori is a very strange event indeed. So strange that I'll never forget it for as long as I live. It was that very meeting that changed the way I thought of life. It isn't everyday that you meet someone like her, let alone get attached the way that I did. So I'll tell you all about it. From the day that I first encountered her and maybe even after that if it sparks interest.

Be warned though. Once you read, you'll discover what kind of person she is. Though all her tears, happiness, and crazy moments, you'll begin to fall in love with her. Have it be her character, personality, or just everything about her. You may not even know it!

But that's way love works am I right?

You never know, yet you just know.

Thanks for reading guys! Be sure to review! I'll have the next chapter longer of course. My introductions are usually very short.

I was listening to Beauty In The Breakdown by The Scene Aesthetic while writing this, so obviously some lines just flew into this.

Bye for now!