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Amu's POV

"Great work, Hinamori Amu! Now you just made your boyfriend the Hotori Tadase mad. Argh! I am such a stupid idiot."

Hello, I am Hinamori Amu. I know it's not much of an introduction, but right now, I am experiencing the most dire situation a high school girl could go through – boyfriend problems. I spilled my fresh hot cocoa on his pants a few minutes ago at the café. Right now, we are both at the concert for the famous INK. Their band members were Tsukiyomi Ikuto, Fujisaki Nagihiko, and Souma Kukai. They were my favorite band. Tadase-kun wasn't really fond of them, but since he was very kind, he decided to bring me to their concert for my birthday which is today. Putting that aside, Tadase-kun hasn't spoken to me since the waitress had taken him in the back to clean the stain. He hasn't even looked at me. I don't understand him.

Than why try to understand a guy who's not even worth the time? Just dump the guy already. What has he done for you? You're just a mere play toy to him.

I would never even think about breaking up with him. Who are you? … I guess it was just my guilty conscience denying my mistake. I looked up so that I could see Tadase-kun's expression to see him smiling. See, he wasn't mad at all. He just forgives people no matter what sin they did. I am so lucky to have a boyfriend like him. He even stood a foot from me to assure me he wouldn't do anything to me. It took me a moment to notice, but he looked at me with a smile in his eyes. The smile didn't meet his lips, but I guess it is better that than having him fake a smile. I should say something. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I can't even get a word out of my mouth. I really hate my personality.

"Amu-chan?" He called for my attention which I gave to him gladly. "Let's break up." What did he just say? I stood there, fazed by his announcement. Did he just dump me? My mind havocked over three words. Three simple everyday words put together could cause a lot of damage on a teenage girls mind, couldn't it? Everything became hazy, but I didn't notice that because my mind was boggled up.

Am-u-chan, here I come~!

Those were the last words before I blacked out.

Kukai's POV

YEAH, MAN! My drum solo was coming up. Just a few more notes notes… N-

"DEAD BODY! EVERYONE, SOMEBODY JUST DIED!" A fan just decided to ruin my moment. Who in the world would even announce it like that? WAIT! Dead body? I looked to the leader of our group Ikuto to know what to do. He just casually walked off the stage and began… SERENADING THE CORPSE?! (I suggest for no one to ever do this.) I looked towards Nagi to see what he would do, but it turned out he was as messed up as our leader was. I thought he would be practical, but there he is playing along. What song is Ikuto singing to anyway? I took a moment and listened closer to the words. "Forever and Always" (By Parachute) In that song, isn't the guy dying not the girl? Too bad for you, Ikuto. For once in your life, you're not right. Your plan won't work. The fans will only hate you even more for being so rude to a dead body. That goes for you, too, Nagi. I can already see you on the morning news. "Ikuto and Nagi from INK made fun of a dead body as their band mate Kukai tried to stop them."

Of course I wouldn't stop them, but the press is all about drama. I wouldn't pass up the chance to see Ikuto's expression of defeat. I sat back and watched to see this whole thing go down, but the time never came. All that came was the tears and the occasional wails from the fans. I cannot believe my eyes. Is this plan actually working? I looked at Nagi who was just smiling at me. He seemed to be laughing at me.

"I would like it for everyone to please leave me alone to reminisce over the times I spent with my loved one." After his song filled with lies, Ikuto asked them all, but they began whining. "Please for the sake of what used to be." With that lame excuse, all the girls left quickly. In a minute or two, Ikuto, Nagi, and I were alone with the dead body in the auditorium. Where was the security or staff? Do we have to bury a dead body ourselves? The thought came up. Who would do it? I gave a questioning glance to Nagi, yet Nagi returned it. It dawned to both of us.

"NOT IT!" I yelled. Ikuto just stared at me as if I was immature kids. I voiced my thoughts, "As long as I am not touching a dead body, I don't care how you look at me even if you are my childhood friend."

"She's alive you know," Ikuto glowered at me. I gave a sigh of relief. For a moment there, I thought I would be forced to touch a woman without her permission. Well, now the question was what we were going to an unconscious stranger. "Who's going to be taking her home?" I gave him the look that I already said I wouldn't, and he received the message and looked to Nagi. However, Nagi brought up the excuse that his girlfriend was coming over. "Well, I don't have enough pride to leave her here."

"You had enough lack of pride to serenade to the unconscious body you thought was a corpse. How could you have the pride to not leave her?" I asked him. It's not that I would allow him to leave her out here in the cold, but it did make me curious as to how.

"I knew she was alive even Nagi knew," He stated the, what I call, "Ikuto obvious". I would try to lie and say that I knew, but I was too tired. "I guess it's me…"

Ikuto's POV

I threw the girl onto my bed and went to got take a shower. A shower always calms me down. I was really ticked off that I was the one to take the girl home, but since Kukai was being a kid about it and Nagi was being a boyfriend about it, I already knew what was to come. I took more extra time to soothe my nerves before I had to take on the girl lying on my bed. As I got out with only pajama pants and a towel around my neck, I noticed that my bed was empty. Thank you, Unconscious Girl, for saving my troubles. I strode to the kitchen and opened the fridge to pull out some milk. I couldn't find the milk. Didn't I just buy some milk? I closed the refrigerator to see the girl I just saved chugging the last of my milk. She let out an exasperated merry sigh, bringing the empty bottle away from her lips.

"I haven't drunk like that since I was five," Sitting on top of my kitchen counter, she smirked. She was the same height as me since she was on my kitchen counter. I could tell by her smirk and eyes that she was trying to get me mad right after my shower. She jumped off the counter. "I guess it's my turn to take a shower." I placed my arms at either side of her on the counter, trapping her in my arms.

"What are you talking about?" I smirked back at her. "You're not spending any more time in my home."

It turns out I won't be spending that much time on my stories. Please R&R.