Hello! Fyen is here once again, writing stories! x] Sorry for this first really short chappie, I'm kinda just experimenting with this story plot right now since I don't really know how it'll turn out but it's been stuck in my head for a while so I had to write it out! _ And if I decide to continue this story, I must warn you that most of the chapters are probably going to be shorter than those that I have written in my previous stories. u_u Okay, enough with my yapping. Just read. ;]

"What?!" Amu blurted out in disbelief at the dinner table one day with her parents and Ami, her younger sister who is now fifteen years old. She couldn't believe what her parents had just told her. Literally. "Wh-What do you mean there's someone I'm already going to get married with?! You both arranged a marriage for me without even asking me?!"

"Amu-chan," her mother spoke calmly, "You're old enough now to get married and you should get a husband as quickly as possible."

"But I'm only twenty-one right now! What is there to hurry about? I'm still in college and haven't even got to get my own place to live in yet!"

"That's because you need support from someone, Amu. And I figured, maybe you should get married, it could help you. I'm just worried for you, Amu," her mother argued back.

Amu also refused to back down, "But at least let me marry someone I know or actually like!"

"But you've never even dated one boy before! That's why I'm worried for you!"

"That's because...!" Amu was speechless now. Her mother was right, but that was because there was no one that she ever found the least bit of interest in. Well, maybe she would think some boys actually were cute from time to time, but that was totally different from what she thought was love. There simply was no one that was perfect with her at this time, and the person that her parents had already chosen for her to marry definitely would be disappointing to her anyways.

Amu noticed her father had stayed quiet through the whole arguement between her and her mother. She turned to her father with a pleading look. "Papa..."

"Amu,... your mother's right. I have trust in this man that you're going to marry will take good care of you," he replied but his eyes shown that maybe he was unsure. Amu's heart drooped even more. How could he say that? She had always thought that her father would always want her to stay with them as long as she could. She felt as if her parents didn't want her company anymore. But she wasn't a child anymore either.

Amu couldn't take any of this anymore. She stood up from the table, not looking at any of her parents, not even Ami who looked at her sympathetically, not able to do anything about it. "Well, thanks for the food," she muttered before running up the stairs to her room, slamming the door behind her and flopping herself on the bed, feeling more miserable than ever.

How could they do this to her? Don't they know that arranged marriages is something people never do anymore nowadays? Amu did know that one way to get out of this would be to run away somewhere far or threaten to kill herself. She shivered at the thought of committing suicide. No, she could never muster up enough courage to do that. And if she ran away, where would she go? What would she do? She still needs to graduate from college. There was no way Amu could survive on her own. She couldn't even cook anything good for anyone or herself, for that matter, to eat.

She rolled onto her back and hugged a pillow close to her to chest. 'Even marrying Ikuto is better than this someone I don't even know,' she admitted grudgingly to herself, remembering about the navy blue-haired boy that kept flirting with her whenever she would walk back home from school way back when she was still a fifth grader. He still did that now, just to annoy her and kept telling everyone else that he was her boyfriend.

Amu got even more frustrated thinking about this stupid, annoying cat. Whenever she saw him, he always reminded her of a sneaky, sly cat. How did she even got to thinking about him anyways? He was definitely not her type and always pissed her off. Maybe it would be okay to marry this unknown person... as long as it isn't a real marriage. Suddenly, an idea started brewing in Amu's mind and she started smiling to herself as she thought of something brilliant.

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