Disclaimer: I get tired of repeating myself so I'm saying this once. I do not own Shugo Chara or any of the characters. This is just a story for fun so BACK OFF PEOPLES WHO WANNA TORMENT ME ON DISCLAIMERS! WAHAHAHAHAH! XD No, no. I kid, I kid. Please enjoy!

"AHHHH!" Amu screeched as she stormed down the corridors to her room. "WHAT THE HECK IS THIS LOAD OF CRAP!"

"Amu-chan, please do not scream." Amu's guardian character wailed

"Yea! Yea, Amu-chan! This isn't a big deal!" Ran piped up

"You're overreacting" Miki stated bluntly

Amu looked incredulously over at her tiny other selves floating next to her. "EXCUSE ME! N-n-n-n-not a big deal!" she swiveled on her heel and stomped down the next corridor. She flailed her arms as she spoke, "YOUR NOT THE ONES WHO…WHO WAS TOLD..WHO- UGH!" A loud crash jarred her from her anger induced wonderland. She looked over to see one of her family pictures broken on the floor. Glass was everywhere.. Her family picture somehow managed to tear itself in half. Amu's eyes widened.

"Oh no." She whispered.

A maid bustled to go see if the princess was all right. After all it was a very big crash she heard.

"Hinamori-sama!" The maid screeched, "Oh, please don't get near the broken glass, Hinamori-sama!"

Amu looked up. "Eh?" she cocked her head. A maid was screaming and going into hysterics down the corridor. Amu wondered what the heck her problem was. She shrugged and stepped around the mess. The trip to her room was quiet after that.

When Amu reached two big pink doors she flung them open to reveal a superb bedroom designed in various shades of pink. Amu's canopy bed truly looked like something a princess would sleep in. the comforter was stuffed with goose feathers and had a diamond, clover, heart, and spade on it. The pillows were plump and pink. Everything else consisted of pink and occasional whites to balance things out.

"Hi, Dia!" Amu said, faking cheerfulness, to the golden orange egg with diamonds on it sitting on her vanity.

"Hello, Dia-chan" Su smiled

"HEY! Dia! Hurry up and come out so that we can all hang out!" Ran exclaimed. Miki nodded in agreement.

"Hmm…" Amu smoothed her hair as she sat gracefully on her bed. (As the etiquette teacher had instructed) Her eyes got wide as thoughts raced through her head. Arranged marriage. What will you do? What if he hates you? What if he's a weirdo! WHAT IF HE TELLS ME THAT HE WOULD RATHER DIE THAN MARRY ME! AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Amu thought rather loudly. Her guardian characters were watching her intently.

"AMU-CHAN!" Ran burst

"BBWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH?" Amu screamed in surprise

"Hey, hey. Amu-chan. Why don't you just tell us what's wrong?"

"S'cuse me? What's wrong?" Amu mused to herself, "What's wrong. What's wrong….OH I SO WONDER WHAT IT COULD BE! Maybe…." Amu scratched her head sarcastically, "Maybe it's the fact that I have to marry a stranger?"

(Flashback)

"Amu-chan, your father and I have something to tell you." Her mother examined her nails.

"What is it? Mama? Papa?" Amu asked excited

"Well…A-A-Amu-chan. You-You're growing up to be a wonderful little princess but-b-b-ut…" Her father was tearing up again. This had to be about boys. Her father only ever cried when it came to boys.

"Oh, hush, Papa. Amu-chan's a big girl now. She can take it." Her mother turned her attention on to Amu. She smiled. "Now, Amu-chan. As a princess, you have a duty to marry a prince so that you may take up the throne. As this said prince's queen."

Her father let out a loud sob.

"Oh, I'm tired of beating around the bush. Amu-chan, you are getting married!' She squealed. That's when Amu's world stopped.

"E-e-excuse…me..? Mam-" Amu was cut off by her mother

"Oh! And he's such a dashing young man! His name is Tsukiyomi Ikuto of the Tsukiyomi Royal family. He's so polite too! Or at least your father and I have heard! And I'm just ABSOLUTELY sure that you'll get along famously!"

"EEEEEHHHHH?" Amu screeched

"Amu-chan, not in front of the servants." Her mother scolded quietly

"R-r-right. W-well if you'll excuse me! I must g-go! Very sorry!" She yelled as she sped off.

(End Flashback)

"I get it Amu-chan. You're scared. You want to be accepted as his bride, right?" Miki said as she flew over and put her tiny hands on top of Amu's hands.

Amu shook her head. "No. I don't. I want to be accepted for the person I am. Not the princess I have to act like. That's not me and you know it, Miki."

"But, Amu-chan! It's a part of you! Being a princess is part of what makes up you!" Su said firmly as she flew over. Ran flew over with her.

"YEA YEA, Amu-chan! Everything you do, makes up who you are."

Amu's bangs covered her eyes. "And that "me" is a princess who is expected to marry a dashing prince. I can't do it. Out in public I have to act all polite and royal. That's not me."

Ran, Miki and Su sighed tiredly. Amu had always been like this. It had just gotten worse since she got the news.

"Why don't we all just go to sleep, eh?" Miki suggested, "It's already 10:30 p.m."

"OH CRAP! I SHOULD BE SLEEPING! I HAVE TO MEET IKUTO TOMMOROW MORNING! FIRST IMPRESSIONS ALWAYS MAKE….A….AN IMPRESSION SO YEA!" Amu babbled

"Amu-chan, that makes no sense whatsoever." Su muttered as she returned to her egg. "Night, Amu-chan."

"Night, Amu-chan!" Ran squeaked

"Night. See you tomorrow, Amu-chan." Miki yawned

Amu grabbed her night dress and quietly went into her bathroom to change. She took her hair down, washed her face, and brushed her teeth. When she walked back into the room, tiny snuffles and snores could be heard coming from her guardian characters eggs. Slipping into the bed, she pulled the covers over her head and curled up into a ball.

"Goodnight, guys. Sleep tight." She whispered before closing her eyes and almost instantly falling into a deep sleep.

(The next morning)

Amu was awakened the next morning by her guardian characters pulling on her and screaming in her ears. She bolted upright in bed and started yelling as quietly as she could. "WHAT THE HECK GUYS!"

"AMU-CHAAANN! IKUTO WILL BE HERE IN AN HOUR AND THE ROYAL HAIRDRESSER IS COMING IN 15 MINUTES!"

"AAAAAHHH!" Amu smacked her palm to her head. "Ouch." She rubbed her forehead and shrugged it off. "Miki!" She whipped her head towards Miki who was already sketching on her drawing pad.

"I already got it covered, Amu-chan" Miki smiled slightly. "Drew, Draw, Drawn!" She said her legendary catchphrase as a gorgeous pink and black dress appeared on Amu.

The dress was pink satin and its' bottom was poofy and ruffled while the top was a strapless with a heart shaped bodice. Black fringe was laced up the front. The back had black fringe at the waist and all around at the bottom.

"Oh..my.." Amu gasped as she took in her dress, "Miki…you've really outdone yourself this time!"

"Amu-chan, you look so cute!"Su screamed in her tiny voice

"Mmm-mmm" Ran bobbed her head up and down energetically

A knock at the interrupted them.

"Excuse me, Hinamori-sama? Are you in there? Your hair appointment is today. Hinamori-sama?" A middle-aged woman's shrill voice cut through the air.

"Right, right!" Amu said as she opened the door with great flourish.

"Oh, you look so pretty, Hinamori-sama!" The woman cried

Amu smiled good-naturedly. "Hello, Souma-san" she greeted her friend, Kukai's, mother. "And how many times do I have to ask you to drop the 'sama'" Amu laughed.

"Of, course, Hinamori-san."

"That's a little better."

"Now, what shall we do with your hair today?"

"I dunno. Maybe leave it down for once?"

"OH LOVELY IDEA! YES, YES. Lovely indeed."

Amu was ushered over to her vanity where she took a seat and Kukai's mom took out a curling iron. She hummed to herself as she curled Amu's hair. She kind of got too carried away. Ten minutes later, she was done and she spun Amu around so that she could get a look at herself.

"KKKYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAA!" Amu screeched like a bat. "I LOOK LIKE MEDUSA! OMIGOD, I'M GONNA TURN MYSELF TO STONE! AAAHHHHHHH!"

"Look away-desu!" Su screamed as she covered her eyes and flew into Ran

"Amu-chhaannn's scary!" Ran wailed as she fell to the floor

"Whoa, Amu-chan. You look like a bomb blew up in your hair. Then the bomb had children. And the little bomb children blew up too." Miki said apathetically

Amu rolled her eyes and muttered under her breath just loud enough for Miki to hear, "Thanks, Miki. I really needed that self-confidence boosting comment right there. Thanks very much."

Kukai's mom covered her mouth. "Oh, my. I do apologize…Hinamori-san!"

Amu smiled though clenched teeth. It was her job to be nice to servants at all times. "N-nah. Don't sweat it. Just put my hair in a ballerina bun, okay?" she gritted her teeth.

"Ooohh you mean the hairstyle that Yaya-sama wears during dance practice?"

"NO DUH THA-" Amu coughed delicately, "Rather, yes, Souma-san. That hairstyle please." Then she added under her breath, "Even you should be able to figure that out."

When all was said and one Amu went downstairs to greet the Tsukiyomi family with her mother and father. Typically Ami would be there too but, she had gone off to an overnight camp with her friends. Ami got to do everything Amu and wanted to do when she was 10 because Ami didn't "have to become queen".

Trumpets blared as a woman with long blonde hair wearing a blue dress stepped through with a tall man with long-ish dark blue hair and sapphire eyes to match. Behind them was a girl who looked to be just a bit older than Amu who had two long pigtails and purple eyes. She was wearing a white dress that was reached her ankles and she had on white high heels. Next to her was a younger version of the man. He had shaggy dark blue hair that fell into his eyes which were a lovely sapphire just like the man's who Amu assumed was his father. He was fairly tall and slim, with a mischevious glint in his eyes. When the Tsukiyomi family reached the Hinamori family, they bowed and curtsied and exchanged the proper greetings.

Amu's mom nudged her daughter who had been gazing at the blue haired boy the whole time. "Amu-chan, why don't you and Ikuto-san go out to the garden and talk?"

Amu nodded blankly as Ikuto offered his arm to her. She took it as gracefully as she could and they walked toward the back of the castle. As soon as they were out of their parents sight Ikuto snatched his arm back and looked at her with cold eyes before continuing their journey to the garden.

Amu shook her head. Ikuto couldn't have just looked at her that coldly…could he? No. She hadn't even done anything.

They reached the garden and stood by the fountain. Amu gazed at the fountain and then realized that neither of them were talking.

"S-s-so…Ikuto…" Amu stuttered

"Ikuto? We just met and your already using my name like we're close friends? Huh. Interesting" The boy fired off his words quickly and precisely. They slammed into Amu like bullet shots.

Amu could feel heat rising to her cheeks. "W-well. We are going to get married, so..so I just figured.."

"Whatever." He shrugged and looked away

Furstration started welling up inside Amu. "WELL THE WHAT THE HE-…." She cleared her throat and then started out again more mildly, "What..am I supposed to call you then?"

He looked over and smirked, "Ikuto" then he looked away and started concentrating on a bird sitting on the fountain top.

UGH! Who does this guy think he is! He just goes around making a big deal out of something and then he goes and acts indifferent about it! GRRR!, Amu's thought's were interrupted by Ikuto.

"You know, you're being incredibly rude. First your parents suddenly decide that I'm going to marry you and then you don't even have the decency to keep up a conversation with me?" Ikuto fired at her again with a glint in his eye.

"E-EXCUSE ME BUT GETTING MARRIED IS A GREAT WAY TO PROMOTE OUR FAMILY NAMES! We both have high status and quite a bit of money. So marrying would promote our families statu-"

"The truth is, Amu, I wouldn't marry you for all the money and status in the world."