Sierra: Yo yo yo. I'm back. Haven't seen me in a while huh? Just kidding, I'm on like, all the time. But I have a new story this time! 'Makin Me Crazy'. I so very much hope that you guys will like this!

Uh, I came up with this when one of my friends said her bf was making her crazy, and then I was like "IDEA!" and then this story came to mind.

Shugo Chara: Pfft, if I owned it I wouldn't be writing this right now.

Makin' Me Crazy

.:.:.:CHAPTER 1:.:.:.

XxXx~Invitation~xXxX

~KISS~

It was roughly 3:26pm.

When I saw her sitting on the bench in the park. She was alone, and almost looked sad. But when she brought her hand up to wipe away something on her face, I ran over to her.

.:.:~KISS~:.:.

~Ikuto~

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"No."

She huffed then crossed her arms. "Why? Ikuto you're no fun. Why not?"

"I don't want to," I mumbled.

"When will you want to? God Ikuto, just kiss me!" She threw her arms around my neck and leaned into me. The weight suppressed me so I couldn't move. God I hate girls...

"Lulu," I struggled to say. "I'm serious get off."

"No," she said in the same voice I was using.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?! You're time with Ikuto-sama is up!" A girl's voice rang out. It sounded familiar, but when I actually realized who it was I wanted to die right then and there.

"Utau," Lulu grumbled, clearly unhappy she was about to get ripped away from me. "Can't I stay a little longer? I didn't get to kiss him," she said, pursing her lips in a way that insisted Utau was annoying her. I rolled my eyes and looked out the window. School was almost out. If I could last just a little longer, I would be good and I could run home as fast as possible.

"Time. Is. Up," Utau said, separating each word to give it more effect.

Lulu glared at her, then leaned into my face. Dear god help.

Before I knew it Lulu was quickly snatched away from me. The culprit was Miki, who glared at Lulu. "Utau is club leader, so you have to listen to what she says."

Damn girls are scary.

"Who's turn is it next?" Utau called out.

"Mine!" all the girls in the room yelled. I rolled me eyes again then rested my head in my palm. My eyes shifted towards the window and I stared out lazily. Welcome, my name is Tsukiyomi Ikuto, and apparently I'm the center of attention here at Seiyo Academy. They say teenage girls are love-sick, and holy crap is that so very much true. There's a club here. Not you're ordinary club, like sports club or math club. A girl club.

That focuses on spending time with me.

Each girl get's however many minutes Utau says, which is however many because I sure don't care to pay attention. They can practically do whatever they want, as long as Utau approves it.

As you just saw, Lulu attempted to kiss me but her time was up.

Almost every girl in school wants to be in this club.

Almost every girl in school has fallen for me.

Almost every girl in school talks to me.

Almost every girl in school tries to get close to me.

Almost.

There is one girl. She never seems to crack. She never seems to care. She has never fallen for me. She has never talked to me. She never tries to get close to me. She doesn't want to be in the club. She just doesn't care.

The only girl that doesn't like me.

And it just has to be Hinamori Amu.

The one that has peaked my interest more than any other girl in school. The only girl I want interested in me.

Why?

Simple.

Because she's not.

She's interesting because she doesn't talk. She's interesting because she ignores anybody who tries to talk to her. Most days, while I'm looking out the window in class, I'm able to see her looking out the window too. With the exact same expression. So bored and not interested. She's interesting because she's just so not interesting. I've always wondered what it would be like to make her fall in love with me.

If I tried, who knew what would happen. But what would happen if I didn't?

"I-ku-to! Are you listening?" a girl said, trying to get my attention.

I didn't bother to look at her.

She heavily sat in lap, and I almost grunted. "Saaya..." It was sort of a growl, but something to get her attention.

The girl in my lap finally smiled. "Yes Ikuto-sama?"

"Get off."

Her expression totally changed. "I don't want to," she said stubbornly.

I went back to staring out the window.

Then the door opened.

I didn't pay much attention to it at first. I really thought it was nothing.

Nobody seemed to pay attention to whoever walked in.

Until Utau said something.

"Hey, what do you think you're doing? It's club activities right now. You have to leave," she said, accusingly pointing a finger at the person.

The other girls continued talking.

But the person didn't say anything.

I looked over to see a dream sight.

The one and only Hinamori Amu had just walked into the class room.

"Um, excuse me? Did you just hear what I said?"

Again, Amu didn't reply. She walked over to the other side of the room, and dodged many bundled up desks. Finally she bent down and reached to grab something. She then pulled up her brown school bag. Everybody watched her as she did this. The talking had dissipated.

"Um, what are you-"

"I just came to get my bag."

Her words were like honey itself. She didn't make eye contact with anyone and her expression didn't change. She stared blankly at the door in front of her. Almost everybody gasped at the sound of her talking. And with that she was gone.

A small whisper managed to escape my own lips. "Amu..."

Saaya's head turned back around. "Hmm?"

I looked at her. Then looked back out the window.

That was definitely surprising. I never expected club activities would involve running into Amu.

"So, what do you want to do?"

Nothing.

I continued staring out the window. Saaya shook me a little. "Ne, Ikuto?"

I finally met her gaze.

She leaned in for a kiss but I quickly dodged it. She giggled a bit.

"Aw, come in Ikuto-sama. Quit playing with me like that."

I'm not playing with you like anything.

I turned away from her.

She was about to place a kiss on my cheek, but then Utau pulled her off of me. "Next."

This is so boring.

And after that, it seemed like the girl whose name was Hinamori Amu wouldn't shake herself from my mind.

.:.:~KISS~:.:.

Well, club activities were finally over. I had somehow managed to escape the wrath of teenage girls on my way out of Seiyo.

That was always an interesting sight to see.

I guess the fact I had to walk home didn't register in my mind until I knew I wasn't getting anywhere quickly. My bag slung over my shoulder lazily. Walking was good excercise, but not on days where nothing had even motivated me to move. Usually something awesome happens at school and that gives me some energy for the fight.

Today was different I could tell. Nothing excited me at all. My legs barely moved, and my eyes focused on the slow steps of my feet. All the other kids seemed a blur in the corners of my eyes. Compared to my slow pace they were moving so fast.

Fast...fast...fast...until a hand on my shoulder made everything clear again. I whipped my head around.

Only to be disappointed.

He probably noticed the look in my eyes as well because he spoke of it.

"Hey, sorry. Why do you look all disappointed? Were you expecting me to be someone else?" Kukai asked.

Yes.

"Not really."

He raised an eyebrow then dismissed the subject completely. "Anyways, you up for doin' anything tonight? Like go hang out at you know where or something'?"

"Not really. And what do you mean you know where?" I asked, giving him the skeptical eye. I didn't know where 'where' was exactly.

"You know, one of her girlfriend's houses or something," he said, smirking and sending a shiver up my spine.

"That smirk has got to go. You look creepy while doing it and it freaks me out. Just a side note, I don't have any girlfriends nor am I interested in any girl at the moment or have ever been. So please, leave me alone." I turned to start walking away but the damn boy was so persistent.

"Oh come on Ikuto, of course you do. All the girls in school are always all over you. All the girls in school want you. There's even a club for you. You can't tell me all of that doesn't just scream girlfriend."

I began walking away and heard his footsteps right behind mine. "Come on, it's been so long since we've done something together. You never want to hang out anymore."

"Have you ever thought there may be a reason for that?" I snapped, whipping my head around once again to glare at him.

He came to a halt and stared at me with wide eyes. "I-I..." He was obviously speechless.

I sighed and shook my head. "Not now, Kukai." Before he really had a chance to reply, I turned and began walking faster down the sidewalk.

I don't understand this at all. I put up a horrible act and treat my friends like crap and the girls even crappier, yet they are still over me twenty-four seven. It's so annoying! I just want a break from it all.

I don't have a girlfriend, no matter how many hot girls are into me.

I don't want to hang out constantly with friends no matter how fun they are.

I don't want to do weird things with girls at their houses for who knows what reason.

I just want to do what Ikuto wants to do.

Which is go home and get away from this stupid school.

I crossed the parking lot faster than I had planned to. Ordinarily a lot of cars where trying to get in it and out of it to pick up students and leave with them. Me walking in front of every moving car imaginable wasn't helping that process at all. Many of them honked their horns. Others yelled things that her best left unsaid. But getting out of here as far away from this school was my number one priority right now.

I walked faster down the long never-ending sidewalk that was part of a big neighborhood for what seemed like forever. Weather wasn't as much of an issue as it was on other days. Worrying about I looked when I came home usually made me panic.

Mom never stopped talking about how un-safe it was to walk home from school when I was a teen and could handle it on my own. She spent so much time folding and ironing my clothes for me that I barely had a chance to wear them. I needed to be prefect.

Which was not me.

At home I act like a good boy-most of the time anyways. I do what I'm told-half of the time. I'm nice to my mother-one third of the time. My dad arrives home late so I never see that much of him. I act about as good as I do at home in school. Aside from how I act, my mother constantly worries and worries about my appearance and social behavior.

Am I doing well?

Am I getting picked on?

Am I failing a class?

Are my clothes staying wrinkle-free during the day?

Does my hair stay combed and straight during P.E?

Am I being nice to my teachers?

Am I being nice to my peers?

That's all the woman cares about. What's happening in my life doesn't concern her all the time. I'm old enough to fend for myself. I'm old enough to take care of myself. I'm old enough to make sure my hair stays combed during P.E. I'm old enough to know that being mean to teachers means hell for me.

I know what to do.

She doesn't.

I almost stomped angrily across the street. I hate seeing the same town homes everyday after school. Having to walk by the same perfect lawns and weed-free drive ways. It was all so...boring.

I need a sight that makes me feel free. Not captivated. I want to see something almost breathtakingly amazing that I won't ever have to return to reality again.

Alas, that will not be happening any time soon.

I turned the corner to the park where kids usually went to play when they got out of elementary school. They waited for their parents to pick them up.

It must be nice, being so little and carefree. And not having to push girls away from you constantly.

All the kids looked like they were having loads of fun.

I looked at my phone to see the time.

It was roughly three twenty-six pm.

I looked back at all the kids wondering if I could just sit on a bench and never leave the spot.

That was when I saw her, sitting on the bench in the park. She was alone, and almost looked sad.

Amu Hinamori. The girl who never talks, and the girl who never wants to talk to others. The girl who has absolutely no interest in anything besides that notebook she always carries around. The girl who-unlike the others-has no interest in me or the club. The girl who piques my interest just enough...just enough.

But suddenly she brought her hand up to wipe away something at her face.

Tears...?

I ran over to her.

I forgot about the bag slung over my shoulder and the kids playing loudly in the park in whom she had been watching. I forgot about the time and the schedule my mom planned out for me everyday to be home at a certain time. I forgot about her utter lack of interest in anything, especially me, and just ran.

I reached her and she didn't even seem to notice. My hands instantly went to my knees and I panted.

"Amu...Hinamori...right...?" Short breaths and stopped words was what came out.

She suddenly looked up at me in surprise. Yet she didn't say anything.

"You're Amu Hinamori, right? I'm Ikuto. I'm in your class. Do you know me?" I have no clue why all this stuff was stumbling past my teeth and lips. It just was and I couldn't stop it.

Amu stared in a very confused manner and blinked once. "You don't usually talk...but you always stare out the window in class. How come?"

She sat there and lowered her hand to meet the other which was positioned on her lap.

The voices of the noisy kids broke the silent sound barrier.

"Do you know who I am?" My breath finally caught up with me and I was able to stand up straight.

She still wasn't answering. Just staring.

Then she reached in her bag to pull out that notebook she always carried with her. She started flipping through the pages, completely ignoring me.

"Look, if your just ganna ignore me then-"

"Ikuto Tsukiyomi," she said, her voice almost sounding as plain and bland as a robot's. "In class two-B, same as me. Popular with girls and has friends that cling to him way too much. Teachers like him, part of the student council, acts nice around others but really has a dark side. Doesn't like clingy girls, or hanging out with friends that only talk about girls. He often tends to worry about his appearance, and how he acts towards others. Seemingly perfect life. In other words...you're nothing special."

She shut her notebook and set it down gently in her lap.

My mouth twitched.

What the hell was that?

"It's like you know everything about me. Where did you get all that information? Do you stalk me?" This girls weird. How did she know all that stuff?

"I watch. I watch everybody and know everything. The reason I don't talk is because it's better to be alone and to observe others than to be in a crowd. In a way, we're kinda the same. A lot of the time, you would like to be left alone, wouldn't you?"

I took a step back.

How did she...?

How on earth does a girl like her know all this stuff? I honestly think she's a stalker now.

"You always turn down your friends after invitations to their house, or to other people's' houses. In other words, you would also like to be alone than in a crowd, right?" she asked.

"It's not that! I don't wanna be a loner like you!"

Shit.

I snapped at her...and said that.

Her eyes widened.

Of course.

Always me.

Her head lowered and she looked sad yet again. "Wait-no...that's not what I-"

"I see...so I'm..." She stood up quickly and ducked her head. "I'm going now." Amu turned to walk away.

And that's when the words flew out of my mouth.

"Wait! Come over to my house!"

Crap.

Sierra: O.O Only the first chapter and he's already inviting Amu over to his house! Ikuto's fast XD

I hope everybody liked it! It wasn't necessarily supposed to be a very describing and detailed story. Just something fun I though up. And in Ikuto's POV no less.

But please tell me if you liked it, hated it, whatever. It would actually be really great to know...So~ I'll be on my way~!

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