I do not own any of the characters in this story. They belong to the wonderful Peach-Pit, the creator of Shugo Chara. This story, however, is copyright to DaTenshi Yuki. Please do not plagiarize or use for other works without permission. Thank you and enjoy!

An Eventful Introduction

The assignment on the blackboard in the front of the room had everyone looking at it as their professor explained that the independent project would be counted as the class' final exam. One girl in particular, with golden eyes and pink hair, frowned at the theme of the topic.

Heart's desire

Their professor, Yuu Nikaidou, settled the class down as he tried to explain the main importance of their final exam.

"This final exam project is for you to think about your own take of the project. Throughout the whole semester you were only assigned to sketch what we have given you" he said as he took off his glasses to clean them, "However, in order to truly bring out your hidden talent, you have to create your own original and that is to produce your own type of art that only you can imagine."

Suddenly the bell rang and the sudden sound of it startled the brown haired professor, causing him to trip and fall, bringing down with him the neatly stacks of papers that fell on top of him.

The class laughed at him as he struggled to get off the floor. Laughing awkwardly, Nikaidou said, "Alright then, if you have any questions, you can ask them during office hours but for now, class is dismissed."

As everyone was getting ready for lunch, one girl stood up and walked toward the professor.

Nikaidou looked up and smiled, "Hello Himamori Amu-san, how can I help you?"

Slightly annoyed that he called the usual nickname donned on her by him, she retorted back a little, "It's Hinamori Amu, Professor Nikaidou, and I want to ask a few questions in regards to the project."

Nodding his head, the professor picked up his bag and told her, "Come to my office if you want to talk. I figured you, of all people, would have a lot of questions about this."

Although the statement confused the pinkette, she nonetheless followed her teacher to his office. Following the tall man, Amu noticed a group of boys in particular talking by the windows.

One boy stood out in particular, and she noticed immediately the midnight blue hair and swept across his face. Beside the hair were also the dark blues eyes that marred his features.

"Those eyes are beautiful…." was what she thought when she realized that they were staring right back at hers. Her instant reaction was to look down but she couldn't hide the blush that was creeping up to her face.

How embarrassing to be caught staring at someone. And it was also the guy who was dubbed to be the most popular person in school too! He probably thought she was a crazy fan-girl. After walking past the boys did Amu finally brought her head back up.

The boy who kept looking at Amu continued to follow his eyes on her until she went inside the teachers' office lounge.

One of the boys talking to the blue haired man noticed that he wasn't listening and waved his hand over his eyes, "Ikuto! What were you staring at?" he laughed as he turned around to see where his eyes were at but found nothing in particular behind him.

Blinking, Ikuto smirked as he turned back to his friends, "Nothing"

-w-

"What was it you wanted to talk about Himamori-san?" Nikaidou said as he went to make himself a hot cup of coffee.

Ignoring the little nickname, the pinkette got right on to it, "I'm a little confused with the theme of the project."

Smiling a bit, the professor sat down on his chair as he stirred the coffee in his hand, "Hinamori-san," he said as he sipped his coffee, "Out of the whole class, you can replicate any sketches with ease and I can see it."

Amu smiled slightly at the compliment because she could tell he wanted to say something else, "But at the same time I can't feel any emotions coming out of it. Your art content is perfect but it's cold. This is only a introduction class so I cannot dock any points but the contents."

The man sighed as he continued, "However, it is also a weeding out class. I picked this theme because if you have the intention to further their career in art you have to be firm about your choice. This also goes for the whole class"

Slowly nodding to let him know she was listening, he continued on, "I'm sure you'll find it," he said as he smiled.

After bowing to the professor, the pinkette head off back to her class to at least eat some of her lunch.

-w-

Stuffing a little bit of rice in her mouth, Amu looked out the window while thinking about the conversation she had with her professor.

Heart's desire…if she were to think about it in a more rational sense, it basically meant what the heart really wants. Something tangible, like clothes, food or good grades can be count as wants, right?

The pinkette frowned at the thought. This project seems much more involved than just a simple drawing. Suddenly she heard footsteps running up to her. Looking up, she smiled at the familiar face with blue hair as she said, "Hey Miki"

The said girl ran up to her and smiled, "I got my muse for the project!" she said as she squealed while reaching for one of the shrimp tempuras that Amu had in her bento.

Amu arched an eyebrow at her friend, "What's your muse?" she asked curiously. Miki was a girl whose artistic abilities go beyond anything Amu ever seen. The girl won an award at the age of four for her abstract paintings, and then at age ten she was featured in a popular art magazine for her beautiful watercolor painting that was bought by a wealthy curator who decided to put her art up in his museum. Though Miki could've continued her career as a painter, she chose to do animation, something she's still learning along the way because she liked to create stories, especially romantic ones.

It was shocking news in the art world, where everyone was hoping for more artworks produced by the blue haired girl. Her parents had to ask her a few times to make sure this was what she really wanted but the girl put her foot down about it, confirming that it is indeed what she really wanted to do with her life.

Sometimes Amu was a little jealous of Miki because the girl knew what she wanted to do, while the pinkette was still deciding if the art world is truly what she really wants.

"Amu, are you okay?" Miki asked concerned when she saw that the pinkette didn't look like she was focusing on her.

Giving an apologetic look, Amu said, "Sorry, I'm just a little tired but what did you say again?"

Blushing, Miki whispered, "Tsukiyomi Yoru accepted to being my muse."

Amu's eyes widened instantly as she couldn't contain the smile that was forming on her face, "That's great Miki! You've had a giant crush on him since forever."

"Shh! Amu, you're too loud! It was supposed to be kept a secret so don't blow it!" the blue haired girl was blushing even more as she sat by the desk that was next to Amu's, "I was so surprised that he didn't reject me, you know. Because when the assignment theme was out, everyone wanted to have the Tsukiyomis as their muse. But they rejected all the girls that came up to them."

With a sly grin, Amu leaned toward Miki, "You can ask him why of all people, he accepted your request."

Blushing, the girl shook her head, "That sounds pretty rude. What if he decides to back out?"

Shrugging, Amu decided to put her bento away seeing as lunch was almost over, "Well, doesn't it make you curious as to why?" Miki nodded as Amu continued, "You don't have to ask him now, you could ask him later when the project due date is midway into it."

Pondering on that thought, the blue haired girl smiled at that idea, "Yeah maybe I'll do that," she said right as the bell rang, signaling the five minute bell before class starts. Before leaving, Miki said as she clapped her hands in a prayer position, "we're starting today, so I won't be walking home with you, sorry!"

Giggling Amu shooed her away, "Yeah, yeah. Don't worry about it. I want to think about what I'm going to draw while I walk home anyways."

Miki whispered in Amu's ears, "You could try asking Tsukiyomi Ikuto. Maybe he'll say yes." She suggested before walked back to her class, not seeing the blush on the pinkette's face.

Amu thought about the suggestion as she looked out the window. Should she go through with Miki's suggestion? He is what most girls' heart's desire. Tsukiyomi Ikuto, a junior majoring in music is a superb violinist. He came from a family of musicians. Everyone in school either knew him already or knows about him when they came to this school. Not only was he good at music, he was also very nimble in sport. Adding in his wealth and good looks, girls couldn't help but fall heads over heels for the guy. However, violins and sports weren't the only things he played.

Ever since Amu was enrolled into Seiyo University in her freshman year, the girl's bathroom gossip was all about the sophomore that had an infamous reputation during his freshman year. After she realized whom the girls were talking about, from then on she made it a rule to stay away from him as far as possible because she has seen catfights that involved the blue haired heartthrob and it wasn't pretty.

"Did you hear? Ikuto rejected all the girls who asked to be their model. As expected of my prince" Amu looked up to see one of the girls, Yamabuki Saaya, as she haughtily took her seat while the girls around her agreed.

Thank the high heavens up there that Nakayama Chiyoko wasn't here. Otherwise, there would've been more drama in the class over whose prince was who's and disrupting the entire class.

But what Saaya said dawned on the pinkette. Ikuto rejected everyone's request as a muse, which means she has zero chance of getting him to be her model if she asked.

And besides, she thought as she looked over Saaya who was laughing in a rather arrogant way, she rather not getting involve with the blue haired man if it means incurring the wrath of the most annoying girls in school.

Then her mind wandered to Chiyoko…. correction: two of the most annoying girls in school.

-w-

Deciding that she needed a lot of time to think about what would her muse be for her final project, Amu decided to take the longer route home. In fact, she should go to her favorite park for inspiration. The thought made her smile as she packed up her bag to leave school.

On her way out to the gate, she saw a large group of girls sitting on the bleachers as they shouted at the field. Looking up to see what the fuss was about, she immediately noticed a head of blue hair.

There was one brunette rolling the soccer ball toward one side of the field and he passed it to Ikuto who easily kicked it passed the defending goalie.

The girls screamed with excitement as Ikuto went to take a break. Amu looked on. She didn't know why she was amazed, as she knew that Ikuto was good at soccer and track. But every time she saw him playing or running, there was something about him that made the blue haired man stood out in her head.

The more she thought about it, the more she really wanted to ask him to be her muse.

Her eyes followed Ikuto as he drank his bottle of water. When he was finished, he looked at the girls and winked at them, making the screams even louder.

Sighing, Amu walked away from the field. Who was she kidding? The Tsukiyomi Ikuto wouldn't accept the request of being a muse from someone like her. The girls in the class clearly said that he rejected all the girls who asked him. How would she be any different?

Deciding that it wasn't worth the thought she decided to go through what she had planned to do: go to the park. She didn't notice the blue eyes that was looking and following her way.

-w-

Sighing for the umpteenth time, the pink haired girl decided to stop thinking for the day.

She looked at her sketches once more to see if it would change her mind about using them but it was futile. She didn't feel any type of feeling that would elicit any desire from her.

Deciding it was best to go home and think about it more tomorrow, she started packing her things into her bag.

Just as she was finished, she heard a lovely melody in the near distance. The melody sounded familiar but she couldn't remember where she had heard it. She knew it came from a violin based on the sound but the music was unique to…

Quickly she ran toward the direction of the music. The more she went toward the direction the louder the melody became until she carefully hid behind a tree to carefully see who she thought it was.

And she was right.

The maker of the melody was none other than Ikuto.

Amu closed her eyes as she listened carefully to the beautiful sounds that flowed through him as he played. It was like a soft lullaby, with a happy feeling to it that made her mind feel content.

She looked at the man playing and saw how beautiful he really was. The way he was holding the violin, the graceful way he was playing the instrument and the way he portrayed those emotions with his face.

It was flawless yet imperfect at the same time.

"So beautiful" she whispered and immediately as soon as she said it, the music stopped.

Amu looked up at the abrupt silence and saw that Ikuto was staring right at her.

Faster than lightning, the pinkette immediately ran as fast as she could out of the park and didn't stop until she made all the way into the house, through the family living room as her mom asked if she had eaten yet to which the pinkette replied that she wasn't hungry, and all the way up to her bedroom.

After she closed the door behind her. The pinkette let her body fall to a sitting position.

Amu took several deep breaths to calm her beating heart. Did he saw that it was her? She hopes not! It would make for an awkward explanation.

In one day, and one day alone, the guy had caught her staring at him TWICE! Well, technically once, if he didn't know about just now.

Well, whether or not he saw her clearly, the pinkette learned something about the Tsukiyomi Ikuto that she should be careful about.

He has one hell of a good pair of hearing ears.

-w-

After the bell rang, signaling the beginning of lunch, Amu sighed as she took out her bento and walked out of the classroom. Since Miki was working on her project with Yoru, Amu decided to sneak up to the roof to have her lunch and continue to think about her muse.

As she made her way up the stairs to the top floor, she noticed the door was slightly ajar.

Thinking it was the janitor who had forgotten to lock the door, she opened the door a little and saw that someone was lying on the floor.

Scrunching her eyebrows, she walked closer toward the figure and immediately put a hand over her mouth to gasp as she saw who it was.

The blue-haired man had his arms hooked behind his head as he dozed off peacefully in the sun.

Slowly kneeling down, the pinkette looked at Ikuto's face and saw how peaceful he was as he slept.

He was almost like a child looking like this.

For some reason she couldn't help but whispered, "You really are beautiful". And as soon as those words left her mouth she put a hand over her mouth as she realized what she had done. Oh no! He's going to wake up and-!

But when she saw that his eyes were still closed, she relaxed and sighed.

"You have quite a bad habit of staring, little kitten."

That deep velvety voice startled her so much that she fell on her butt. So he had heard her!

The blue haired man sat up and looked at her golden eyes with his deep blue ones with a smirk, "You know that staring is rude right little kitten?"

Feeling her face flushing with heat, the pinkette stammered, "It was only for a few seconds b-because I thought something happened to you" It was such a pitiful lie and she knew it.

"Oh really? Then what about last night, when you were practically ogling at me."

"I wasn't ogling at you! I was just listening to you playing the violin!"

Ikuto smirked, "Aha! So it was you at the park last night."

The pinkette went silent after that as she blushed ten-folds. How much of an idiot could she be! Stupid Amu! Idiot Amu!

"By the way," she heard him say as she was thinking of more ways to beat herself up mentally, "you have very good taste in panties."

"Eh?" the pinkette stupidly said and looked in the direction Ikuto was staring at and saw that she was practically giving him a full view of her upper thighs and the panty she was wearing.

At this point the pinkette felt her face completely on fire as she closed up her legs and sat in a seiza position. Glaring up at the man before her in complete embarrassment she yelled, "Pervert! And you were the one who said that staring was rude!"

At this point, Ikuto was already laughing uncontrollably and was trying to stop but the reaction the pinkette had made him laughed again.

Amu didn't know what to say as she saw the way he was laughing. It was something she doesn't see often on the male. But then again, she was always trying to avoid him like a plague because the last thing she needed was drama in her life.

High school was annoying enough with all of that bullshit; she didn't want to deal with that in college too.

When Ikuto finally calmed down from his laughing fit, he looked at the pinkette again and said, "You're too easy to tease. What's your name by the way?"

Shocked at the statement, the pinkette didn't know whether she should take it as an insult or a compliment. Her mind quickly went toward insult and she tried to combat against him, "Hinamori Amu! And you are such a pervert! I don't even know why I wanted you to be my muse!"

Amu gasped at what she had just said and face palmed herself. She could already see the smirk on the guy's face when she blurted that out. Oh my god Amu! Could you be any more stupid!

Hoping she was wrong, Amu peeked through her hand and yep! As she thought, he was smirking at her with a glint in his eyes, "So you wanted me to be your muse, huh Amu?"

Blushing as she removed her hand from the face she sighed. Welp! She said it, she might as well be truthful about it, "It's not like you'll agree if I had asked."

Ikuto tapped his chin with an index finger as he playfully said, "I don't know, you didn't really askme it yet, so how could you be so sure."

"Eh?" she looked at the man and processed what he had just said. Did he mean he would agree to be her muse if she asked? But the way he said it sounded so egotistical!

Should she ask? She had wanted him as her model since yesterday and nothing else would do. But he's so arrogant! But there's two weeks left until the deadline and she wanted to get it started already.

She looked at the man through her flushed face and said, "Would you willing to be my muse for my art project?"

Smiling, Ikuto said, "Okay but under one condition, you have to-"

"It's okay!" Amu cut him off with a bright smile on her face, "I'll do anything as long as you're my muse."

Ikuto eyes widened and he smirked as he got up off the floor and extended his hand to her. Amu took it and he simply said, "Deal", before he pulled her up and kissed her fully on the lip.

It took Amu a few seconds to process what was going on and when she did, she gasped, giving Ikuto the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue inside her mouth.

At this point, her mind was yelling at her to push him away, but her body wouldn't move. The way he was holding her body made her heart beat and the way he was kissing her was making her melt.

Ikuto was coaxing her tongue to fight with his and she responding back. Soon enough it became a battle of dominance.

The overall sensation made her moaned in return.

As soon as she did, she pushed him away with as much force as she could.

"That will be my deposit, Amu. Thanks for the kiss." He said with a smirk. He looked up to see that the pinkette was completely frozen and her face was almost as reddish pink as a hot pepper.

"W-Wha-Why did you do that?!" she stammered and covered her face to hide her embarrassment.

"You said you'd do anything, Amu. I was going to tell you that my condition was that you let me do anything I want to with you," he explained with a laugh.

"What?!"

"Don't worry, I won't force you to have sex. I only take willing partners, and besides," he said as he opened the bento that the pinkette placed on the floor, "it's not like it's your first kiss,"

He was about to pop a tamagoyaki in his mouth when he heard her tiny whisper, "It was my first kiss."

Ikuto's head snapped so quickly he thought he cracked it, "What?!"

At this point, steam blew out from her ears, "I've never done anything with anyone before."

He had to make sure he heard that right. There was no way the girl was a virgin with the way she was kissing him before. Just no way! Even the girls who had more sexual experiences than her, as she so bluntly stated, didn't gave him as much satisfaction, as Amu had, when he kissed them.

Covering his look of surprise, his grin slowly morphed into a smirk. Wrapping the bento and carefully putting on the bench, he backed Amu to the fence, "Okay then, instead of letting me doing whatever I want with you, I'll take all your first. In exchange, I will only be your muse," he declared.

Before Amu could said anything, Ikuto licked her neck before he bit gently on her ear, "I'll see you later, Amu," he purred.

Amu squeaked in surprise as Ikuto walked away with her bento saying, "Thanks for your lunch in advance."

Her golden eyes widened at exactly what had just transpired in the last half hour of her life. She should be happy right? She got the first part of her project down. She got her muse. But why did she felt like she got the worse end of the deal?

Before her thought could go any further, her stomach grumbled. She held a hand over it.

Oh yeah, she was supposed to eat lunch on the roof….Looking at the clock, she saw that there was fifteen min left into lunch.

Then she realized that Ikuto had taken her bento with him. At this point, there was no way she would have time to get her wallet and get a meal before her next class started.

She growled as she screamed over the fence, "Tsukiyomi Ikuto, you jerk!"

This was an idea that I wanted to get out for quite a while now but never had the chance to form it in writing. There will be mostly seven chapters in this story but they would be very long chapters.

Anyways, hope you guys liked this chapter and look forward to the next one! Let me know what you guys think of the first chapter!

DaTenshi Yuki