Aly: Hiya! So it's Aly here. This is my first time writing a fanfiction. I decided to write it on...KUKAMU! :3

Amu: Kukamu?

Aly: Yup ^^

Kukai: Yay :D

Aly: So lets start da story! So there is very little Amuto only a little in the beginning. Mostly Kukamu so if you are a Tadamu or Amuto fan you might not like it :/

Kari: Hiii! :D

Aly: And Kari is my little sister...she'll by popping in sometimes lol. If you guys think it's annoying I'll get rid of her :P

Kari: Nuu!~ Please keep me ok guys? :3

Amu: Omigod! She's so cute! *Squeezes Kari's cheeks*

Kari: Nya~ :3

Aly: This is weird o.o Anyway...Kukai do da disclaimer?

Kukai: Okay ^^ Aly-chan doesn't own Shugo chara or any of us! She doesn't own the song "Payphone" by Maroon 5 either. Or the iPod.

Aly: But I did wish I owned you guys and this isn't a songfic. It's just a little part. And I do have an iPod :D! But I don't "own" it. Steve Jobs does :P *Moment of Silence*

Chapter 1

~Amu's POV~

Why? What did I do wrong to deserve this?

The question haunts me everyday and sometimes...I feel like screaming. Sometimes, I do.

Why? Why is it her?

I remember walking into my best friend's house and seeing him and her. Together.

Kissing.

How could he? How could she?

I loved him, cared about him, would do anything for him.

"What did I do wrong? Why do you love her? Why is it her?" I shouted at him.

"I'm sorry Amu. I don't want to hurt you even more by lying to you. I don't love you so I have to tell you now."

"Then why did you lie to me? You told me you loved me!" My heart hurt. And I felt like crying.

"Amu..." she started.

"YOU BETTER SHUT UP!" I shouted at her. She immediately sat back down and shut it.

"Amu please-"

"Please what? I'm leaving!"

I ran out the door. My vision blurring at my tears stained my cheeks. I just ran...ran...as long as I got away from him. From her. From that house where he first kissed me. That liar.

Now, I learned something. Love never lasted. All those fairytales about princesses and princes? Just kid stories that gave them dreams that would one day shatter like glass.

He left. She left. I never talked to them again. I didn't know them anymore.

"A-Amu? Is it because of Ikuto?"

My stomach lunged. It felt like someone ripped out my heart and shredded it. His name. His name.

I was running. Again. Even my friends at school knew. My behavior, my sadness. Was all because of him.

Ikuto.

Why did he pick my best friend? My best friend...Utau?

And why didn't she tell me?

That's when I decided that Hinamori Amu would never, ever fall in love again. Or I'll just be hurt. Again, again, and again. A never ending cycle of pain, regret, and hurt.

I thought that when I first met Ikuto I would have a love story different then my parents. And prove them wrong. When my mom and dad divorced, I thought my world would crash and fall down on me. But now, the world did crash on me and I'm having trouble breathing under the weight.

My mom is dating some other guy. I don't really care. I don't feel like telling her that it might not work out anyway.

But when we were moving, for him, I lost it.

"MOM! Wake up! What if this doesn't work out? What if he ditches you like dad?"

I knew I had hurt her because she stared at me with sad eyes and whispered.

"It will work out."

Same thing I would have said for Ikuto. But no matter how much I tried persuading her...she insists on going to Tokyo.

I started relunctantly packing my stuff. Once she realizes that this guy will leave her soon, she better not come crying back to me because I warned her and I tried. I really did.

The plane flight was about an hour and a half. When we got there I felt kinda cramped after sitting down for an hour and a half. Pulling my suitcase, I followed mom out into the parking lot where a man was waiting for us.

"Hiroshi!"

My mom ran up to him and gave him a hug. I looked away.

"You're beautiful Midori! And this must be Amu?" he looked over at me with a smile.

"Hey." I looked away again.

As we drove over to his house I stared over at the zooming trees, buildings, and cars.

Soon, we arrived at the house.

"Here's your room Amu! Isn't a pretty?" My mother asked excitedly.

The room was dressed in red and black, my new favorite colors ever since I ditched pink long ago. The sunlight was streaming in through the open window, hitting a wooden desk in the corner.

"It's fine."

I take my stuff and start putting away my clothes into the closet. My mother gives the room another long look, a sigh, and leaves.

My nerves are in a big jumbled mess. Ikuto's haunting my head again. Will I ever be able to fully forget him and move on?

But I already knew the answer.

I can't.

The scars are too deep.

I take out my iPod and scrolled through my playlist of songs. Taking my earphones, I placed them into my ears and listened.

~Unfortunatley, I am not allowed to post lyrics on Fanfiction. That you for your understanding. The song Amu listens to is Payphone by Maroon 5. I reccomend you check out the lyrics to the song for a better understanding to the end of this chapter! Thanks again :D~

I took off my earphones and threw them over the side of my bed. I wrapped my arms around my head and hugged myself as I cried. The lyrics replayed over and over in my head.

You say it's too late to make it...but is it too late to try?