My first Shugo Chara! fanfic! .

Summary:

'The day that it all started... the day that my life changed, was the day I met him.'

Couples: Amu and Ikuto, Kukai and Utau, Rima and Nadeshiko, Yaya and Kairi, may contain slight Amu and Tadase, but don't worry, the main couple is Amu and Ikuto!

Ages-

Amu, Utau, Rima: 24

Yaya: 17

Nadeshiko, Kukai, Tadase, Kairi: 19

Ikuto: 27

Ami: 7

I think that, that's all the characters though I might add more as I add to the story. (If I do I'll write their ages in that chapter)

I do not own Shugo Chara!

Enjoy!

The day that it happened, was a crisp autumn night. A Sunday. I remember that the leaves were falling from the trees in an array of shapes and colors. And I remember that the moon shone through the canopy of trees and onto the clear stone path that parted through the forest, reflecting off of the aged stones.

There had been a small stream that ran along the side of the path, and disappeared into the darkened forest; though you were still able to hear its bubbly chatter, along with the slight whispers of the chilly wind... The last flowers of the season had dotted the path and had sprouted up in the forest, soon to be killed off by the first frost.

Yes, I could remember it all so clearly, it had all been so beautiful and serene. But the strange thing is… I didn't remember it for the beauty or peace; I remembered that day because it was the day that it all started. The day that my life changed for the better or for the worst… I remembered that day because it was the day that I met him.

"Ami, come back here and put your coat on, otherwise we aren't going!" I shouted at my younger sister who was currently twirling around in the middle of the living room.

"Coming Onee-chan!"

I watched as she danced her way towards me, twirling in large circles, her medium length hair, swirling around her in waves of brown. Her golden eyes sparkled with laughter as she stopped in front of me, right near the front door.

"Sorry, Onee-chan! Can we still go? Please?" She begged, giving me puppy eyes.

"Yeah, yeah," I sighed, "We can still go, just put your coat on."

"Yay!" She squealed, clasping her hands together in delight.

I grabbed her coat off of the hook, as she held her arms out, looking expectantly at me.

"Jeez, Ami." I grumbled. "Can't you do anything yourself? What are you going to do when I'm not here?"

"I know how to put my coat on, I just like it better when Onee-chan does it!" She grinned, her eyes so full of warmth and honesty that I couldn't help but smile back. I pushed her coat up onto her shoulders, putting it over her long dress.

"Come on." I said, tussling her hair as I opened the door.

"Onee-chan!" She complained, combing her fingers through her hair, in an attempt to fix it.

I laughed as I saw her disgruntled face. Her lips were twisted into a pout and her arms were folded across her chest as she stood in the doorway, eyeing me warily. "I thought you wanted to go for a walk? Or did you change your mind already?" I teased with a slight smile.

"Right! The walk! Let's go Onee-chan!" She shouted, forgetting the hair incident immediately, bounding out of the door way and shutting the door on her way out. She grabbed my hand in her own smaller hand and pulled me along excitedly. I allowed myself to be pulled towards the familiar path that lead through the forest.

A chilly breeze drifted across my body, making me thankful for my long black coat that reached down past my knees, and kept me warm. My long pink hair which fell down to touch the top of my jeans waistline, wafted around me as the breeze gently tugged it in different directions. My black and white, stripped scarf was wrapped around my neck, and my black furry boots kept my feet nice and warm, safe from the chilly breezes that told of colder days that were to come.

By now we had reached the path and were now walking along it, looking at the last of the flowers, and watching as the colorful leaves dance their way down to the ground, to join the small heaps of leaves that had already made the journey from their trees to the ground.

I wondered what it would be like to be a leaf, drifting wherever the wind took me? I think it would be kind of lonely. Though beautiful, you would be taken away from your friends and family, not being able to control where you go. It seemed so very lonely. To be taken away, to be thought lost. I guess it was a good thing leaves didn't have a conscience.

I looked at Ami, seeing her smiling face. Seeing the way her eyes darted everywhere at once in her childish excitement. A breeze brushed her hair back from her face with its long, cold fingers.

Looking at her, I was thankful that I could still be with Ami. After all Ami was the last that was left of my family. When I had been 15, my Mom and Dad died in a car crash, leaving me and Ami on our own in the cruel world. We were moved from place to place, family to family, unwanted. Forgotten. A nuisance that was given away again and again, in hopes of it going away.

And we had gone away. As soon as I had turned 16 and was able to get a job, I used the money our parents had given us and bought a house. I ended the constant moves, the new homes and the fake smiles of the family we had been passed to. I had saved us from their lies, from the heartbreak of being treated as a chore, which everyone shared in.

And I had been happy to do it to.

I had been happy to take Ami to a place she could be sure she was staying in. A place where she could unpack her bags, without fear of having to pack them back up the next day. I had given her a place that she could count on. A place she could call her own.

I was jolted back into reality when the hand in mine stiffened slightly and all of a sudden we came to a arupt stop. I had to stop myself from nearly tripping over Ami, who was standing in front of me, her body still as a statue.

I looked around us, for anything that would have made her stop. I realized that the moon was shinning down on us, through the canopy of different colored leaves, and that a stream was on the side of us; fading of into the forest, though leaving behind the noise of its bubbly chatter. There were flowers also, occasionally dotting the path and the forest. But as I looked at Ami, whose eyes were frozen wide in shock, I realized none of these things mattered. None of them had been the reason she had stopped.

Studying her face, I noticed she looked unnaturally pale, and the hand that was in mine had started shaking. I began to grow uneasy, not sure that I wanted to see what she was seeing. Slowly I turned my head and looked in the direction her gaze was focused on, only to gasp in shock. Lying on the ground, with cuts all over his body, and small pools of blood lying around him, was a boy who looked to be around my age, probably older.

He was on his side, his head resting on the ground, and his legs and arms curled around him. He looked almost… like a big cat. His dark blue hair was long and almost touched his shoulder; it fell down onto his closed eyes and onto his neck and face. He wore only a pair of ripped jeans and what looked like a black t-shirt and a black and white checkered sweatshirt. Or, well… what was left of a t-shirt and sweatshirt. They were both ripped to shreds, the little white patches stained scarlet with his blood.

The millions of scratches that covered his body, and not to mention the fact that he was shivering, both alarmed me greatly.

I looked around desperately, trying to figure out what to do.

We were about ten minutes from home, there's a random guy, passed out in the middle of the path, in the middle of the freaking woods! What the hell am I supposed to do? For all I know he could be an axe murderer, or… a drug dealer!

It figures… I start thinking about lost things and being saved, and all of a sudden we come across a strange boy who's passed out in the middle of the path! Jeez… Irony sure is a bitch.

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