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CHAPTER ONE :D


"Amu-chan, please give me a chan—"

"No, now fuck off, you little creep." I sighed and rubbed my eyes harshly. This blond freak was getting on my nerves. I raised an eyebrow at him. "And didn't I tell you more than once to call me Hinamori?"

He nodded quickly and made motions with his hands. "Y-Yes, Hinamori-chan, but—"

I waggled a finger in his face. "Ah, ah, ah~" I sing-songed. "Nope. Hinamori-sama." He stared at me with his ruby-red eyes. Then he dropped his head and snatched my hands with his.

"Please, Hinamori-sama, go out with me!" he shouted desperately. I laughed inwardly; my expression indifferent. I retracted my hands and began to walk away.

"Sorry, Tadase, but I'm going to have to say no to this one."

He raised his head back up and smiled hopefully. "Does that mean you'll think about it next time?" I laughed, out loud this time.

"Don't count on it."

His shoulders dropped and his eyes looked depressed. I shrugged and quickened my pace. I don't want to see the kid cry. I walked back into the building known as Seiyo High and went to my locker to see Rima standing by it, waiting for me. I smiled at her as I opened the metal door.

"Hotori ask you out again?" I nodded and wiped my forehead, cleaning off the fake-sweat. She gave me a blank face.

"You're so mean, Amu. Why don't you just give the little prince of the school a try?" I shook my head.

"That would be more mean than being cold to him. I'd be leading him on. And I'm not doing that after what happened with…Ya know."

"…I suppose."

I took out my black backpack that had neon blue, green, yellow, and pink stripes on it. I hung it on my shoulder and closed the door, nudging Rima to start walking down the hallway. It was after school, and I needed to get home before the fanboys came for me. I sneezed and Rima glanced at me.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, I just think someone was talking about me…Again." I rolled my eyes and we exited the school.

. . .

IkutoPov.

I had my backpack hanging on my shoulder while walking with Kukai to the back of the school, glancing around for Tadase. We were suppose to go looking for him to, 'See the newest couple of the school!'. I rolled my eyes. I'm assuming Tadase was meaning Amu and him. Since he has had a crush on her the first day he met her. But it's obvious Amu isn't interested. I mean, Tadase isn't going to have a chance considering that Amu is the playgirl of the school. He's just to dense to see it. I saw the familiar blond hair, only it was covering it's owner's eyes. I raised an eyebrow. Once we reached him, he raised his head, trying to have a confidence shine through them and failing.

"I swear, Hinamori Amu, you will be mi—"

I waved a hand lazily. "Yeah, yeah. You got rejected again, huh?" I hunched down to his level and patted his hair. He glared at me.

"Shut up. It's just a little set back. Soon enough she'll see that I'm the one and only one for her. And you're ruining my hair!" He smacked my hand away, causing me to chuckle.

"This is the reason that she won't go out with you. Well, besides the fact that she's the school slut. You're too…Girlish." I smirked while Kukai laughed.

"Take that back, Ikuto! She's not a slut!"

"She's the school playgirl. And I, for one, do not doubt that she works on the corner as a stripper/prostitute. Right, Kukai?"

The green-eyed boy raised his hands in a surrendering gesture. "I'm not going to talk shit on Hinamori. She's really nice if you get to know her, according to Nagihiko."

"The only reason Nagi is says that is because she's his girlfriend's best friend."

Kukai shrugged. Tadase jumped up and down in fury.

"She's really nice! I swear! In fact—"

"Tadase, how many times have you been rejected by her?"

"…Twenty-two."

I threw my hands up. "Don't you think that it's time to stop trying? She doesn't like you. Even as a friend!"

"Ikuto! That's it!"

I placed my hands back down. "What's it?" I said, rather confused.

"You can be my wing…wing…I can't remember what it's called. But you're always getting girls on your tail! You can help me out!" Tadase yelled, flinging his hands about.

I raised an eyebrow again. "A wing man?"

"Yeah!"

My eye twitched. "You want me to be your wing man for getting Hinamori Amu, the school slut."

He glared at me coldly and nodded. I stared at him blankly. "Alright."

He was about to go into a happy-girly dance, when I stopped him. "On one condition."

Tadase looked at me suspiciously. "What?"

"Say, 'Tsukiyomi Ikuto is the sexiest beast on Earth and can get any girl. If he were gay, everyone would cry and weep as if Jesus Christ died.'" I grinned. He thumped his head at the supposed stupidity.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Tsukiyomi Ikuto is the sexiest beast on Earth and can get any boy. If he were gay, everyone would shout in joy and bring him Justin Bieber to have many babies with."

I glared at him. He smirked my smirk at myself. "Asshole."

He shrugged. "I do what I can."