Flight Together

Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara or any of its characters!!

Hinamori Amu- 22 year old, successful career woman considered to be a very tall, lean, attractive, and an intelligent person.

Mashiro Rima- 22 year old, daughter of a rich financial management group in Japan, and also Amu's best friend.

Tsukiyomi Ikuto- 25 year old famous violinist, and is rich due to the fact that he's the son of Easter Co.

Amu's POV

A loud, alarming ring that was very loud woke me up while I was still half-asleep from the restless nights that worked me off.

"Ugh!" I groaned from the annoyance of the alarm. I quickly hit the "snooze" button and I was tempted to not leave my warm, snugly bed.

RING RING RING!My cellphone has been vibrating in my desk, and I struggled myself free from the bed and answered it.

"Hello?" I said in a croaked voice.

"Amu! I can't believe you just woke up! Do you know what day it is today?!"

"Today's the business meet or something right?" I yawned at the end.

"Today is the day where you have to go to New York you idiot! Now hurry up or else the taxi driver will leave!!" –BEEP-

She hung up on me. Today?! Wasn't the New York visit next week?!
My head was so full of distress and confusion that I hurried and scattered around my house like a tornado to pack my luggage, and head for depart.

I decided to wear a dark-washed skinny jean that complimented my long legs, a white fitted tank top, black shiny flats, and a dark blue navy cropped jacket. My friends always complimented me that this look made me look hot and sophisticated.

Before I headed for the door, I took a quick glance at the mirrors, and decided to put lip balm. I let my long pink hair fall down to my shoulders.

Luckily, I made it to the taxi. He was muttering something like, "not getting paid enough for this." But his expression somehow changed from impatient to surprised joy when he saw me, and quickly helped me with my luggage and drove away.

--Airport--

I literally ran for the line-up, and luckily made it. I quickly received my first class tickets and waited in the waiting area for Gate #12, New York USA.

I was walking with my head down, 50,000 things going around in my head, and muttering to myself like, "Stupid Rima."

I was walking fine until I bumped into a person by the shoulders. I quickly franted, and said "I'm sorry!"

He chuckled from my expression, "It's okay."

When I looked up at him, his looks and features were breathtaking. Dark blue hair that looked silky soft, his sapphire blue eyes that made my honey amethyst eyes stare at him like an idiot. He was wearing dark-washed jeans, and a white button t-shirt.
He looked way too irresistible for any girl.

I quickly strolled away because I could feel the heat rush up to my cheeks.

Ikuto's POV

I was walking down to the waiting room, thinking random thoughts in my head until I bumped into a pink head. She quickly apologized, and when she looked up at me, she was too beautiful.

Her cream ivory skin, her long, shiny, pink hair that was tempting to stroke it, her golden honey eyes, and her gorgeous lips. Not only that, she was wearing a dark skinny jean that showed off her legs, and her small waist. She was my definition of temptation.

She quickly strolled away, and I swear I could've seen her face blush!

Normal POV

She went inside the plane, got her seat in first class. 12A. Amu got the window seat, and didn't mind. She sat down in the comfy leather chair, and closed her eyes until someone interrupted her daydreaming.

"Seems like we bump into each other again," he said with a smile in his voice.

She quickly opened her eyes, and figuring out that the person she bumped into before is sitting beside her!

"Oh, Hello again," Amu quickly sitting up properly and nervous as hell as he sat beside her.

"My name is Tsukiyomi Ikuto, you might've heard me from my violin playing"

"Wow, sorry, I haven't heard of you though. My name is Hinamori Amu"

He pouted a bit.

"So why is a cute girl like yourself going to New York by herself?"

"Psh!" She snorted from the fact that someone called her "cute."

And as the airplane was flying off, Amu was a bit stuttered from the shaking. Ikuto noticed and held her soft hands gently. Amu quickly looked at him, but the airplane shook again, and unconsciously, she interlocked her fingers with his and squeezed it harder. She closed her eyes hard, while his eyes were at her, smirk in his face.