Author: Hello! Hola! Konichiwa! GAH! I don't know any other languages! Anyway, here is a st-

Ikuto: Author lady, you're not supposed to start a story off like that. You have to be spontaneous.

Author: Ger! You would know Mr. Grumpy Think-He's-Cool Pants! *Sticks out tongue.*

Amu: Ha! You know she's right!

Ikuto: Amu, why do you ha-

Author: WAIT! Did you just call me 'Author Lady'?

Keiichi: Wait. Oh! Sorry! Wrong Fiction!

Mion: Keii-

Author: GAH! Get out Higurashi people!

Mion & Keiichi: 'KAY! *Walks away*

Amu: Anyways, on with the story. *Says while Author and Ikuto are arguing in the back.* Heh...

CHAPTER 1

***And yes! This is a little short! So don't go complaining about it!!*

I couldn't stop thinking about him, and kept wondering why he left.

Ikuto…Ikuto…why'd you leave me. I lied on my bed. My strawberry pink hair

ruffled, and my heart racing just at the thought of him.

"Amu! Amu!" A squeaky, yet familiar voice called. I sat up.

"Yoru!? What's wrong!? Is Ikuto hurt?! Is he okay?!" I insisted.

"Yea…he's….etto….fine…and…here-"

"He's here! Where? Is he clo-"

"Yea. He is." A deep, unfamiliar voice said. I swerved around to find a man,

about in his late thirties, with night blue hair and glasses. He was wearing a tuxedo.

He's kind of cute. I thought.

"Aruto!" Yoru yelled. "Y-you weren't supposed to come until tomorrow!"

Aruto? I thought. Isn't that the name of Ikuto's father?

He shrugged. "I didn't want to wait." He then came over to me and kissed

my hand. "Hello, young lady. I am Aruto Tsukiyomi. And, yes, I am Ikuto's Father.

You must be Amu Hinamori. You're in love with my boy, correct?"

I blushed. "N-No! I'm not!"

He chuckled. "Just as he said. A very stubborn one, aren't you?"

I didn't answer.

"Well!" Aruto yelled. "I'll see you tomorrow Ms. Hinamori." He come to me

and kissed me on my cheek

"Ah! Uh! O-okay!" I said.

"Night, Amu-chan! See you tomorrow!" Yoru called as he flew out the

window.

"B-bye, Yoru!" I called after him. "Bye, Aruto…"

I sat back on my bed as Aruto and Yoru went out the window. Wait. I

thought. How did Aruto even get in here?!

I couldn't even get to sleep that night. I was too busy wondering if Ikuto was

alright with Aruto, or if he even was with his father.

Finally, my thoughts faded, as I drifted into an uneasy sleep…