Hey :) This is my second amuto fanfic. The other one is still ongoing (there's only two chapters so far lol), so please please please check that one out too? Thanks! I hope you like this chapter. I don't own shugo chara :)

Amu's POV

My alarm clock rung once. Twice. And then finally, a third time. It still wasn't over then. After a pause of five seconds, the sequence started all over again. Shut up already. I lazily dragged my hand to the top of the alarm clock trying to shut it off. I finally glanced at the clock and saw that it read 7:15. Damn it. I'm fifteen minutes late already! I quickly stumbled out of bed and got ready. That itself took ten minutes. I pulled my school uniform on- a white blouse, red tie, and black blazer with a red armband. I left the blazer unbuttoned. Then, I pulled on a matching red and black plaid skirt and legwarmers. Finally, I slipped on my shoes and grabbed my school backpack. That was my school outfit… with slight variation.

"Amu!" Mama called, "Haiyaku! (Hurry up)"

I ran out the door and into the living room only to be greeted by mama, papa, and my overly excited little sister, Ami.

"Here's your breakfast, Amu!" Mama said, handing me a piece of toast.

"Thanks! I'm going to be late, so I'm going to go now!" I yelled as I got out the door.

"Bye Amu! Have a safe trip!" my parents called. "Bye, onee-chan! Ami will see you later!" Ami said.

The bell rung just as I reached my class. I sat down in my seat and waited for Nikaido-sensei to take attendance.

"Hinamori Amu," he called.

"Here," I replied swiftly. I heard the class whisper to one another, "She's so cool & spicy!"

I groaned silently in my head. Class passed by slowly like always. To pass time, I stared outside the window.

At lunch break, I walked around the school's campus and to my quiet spot- on the branches of an oak tree. The leaves hid me well and the branch was sturdy. I found this spot the day I transferred here. I transferred to Seiyo High at the beginning of the year and right from the start, I somehow built up a cool and spicy image. But I'm not like that. Because of my image, people often kept their distance away from me, but yet, still admired me. There's nothing to admire about me.

I closed my eyes enjoying the nice, cool breeze in the branches. My peace and quiet was interrupted by a soft scream. I opened one eye and peered down. From my view, I could only see a girl and someone beside her. I tried to get a closer glimpse of who it was and then I saw two hints that gave it away. Midnight dark blue hair and muscular arms. Tsukiyomi Ikuto.

I had known about him the first thirty minutes of my first day at Seiyo. Apparently, he was like the equivalent to a god. All of the girls squealed and screamed over him. It wasn't just the girls from our school though. All of the other schools know about him. Practically, he has every girl and woman dropping at his feet. Well, all, except for me. I don't see what's so great about him.

I carefully took another glance. His muscular arms were wrapped around the girl. Then, I saw it. The hand that was wrapped around the girl was inside her shirt. The other hand was inside her skirt. Oh my god. Ew! Pervert!

The girl, as disgusting as it was, looked like she was enjoying it. There was something about the way that Tsukiyomi looked at the girl and it made me mad. Like she was some kind of object.

I jumped out of the tree and clumsily landed on my two feet. Good thing they didn't see that.

"What do you think you're doing?" I stated coolly.

Tsukiyomi and the girl spun over, surprised. He eyed me, head to toe. I suddenly felt a little self conscious, but I tried not to let it show.

"Well, if it isn't Amu. Hinamori Amu. The cool and spicy one." He smirked. I looked away, pretending to be uninterested.

"Yeah, it's me. You're in my way. Move." I said, a bit more demanding. His eyes widened. He was clearly surprised.

"Oh, you want her to move. Why? Are you jealous I'm not in your pants?"

No way in hell. The way she said her irritated me even more. "You arrogant bastard," I said, "Not in a billion years would I be jealous of that. Don't get ahead of yourself."

Tsukiyomi pushed the girl out of the way. The girl was still looking at him all starry-eyed, not caring that he completely just shoved her. I clenched my fists. Get a backbone, stupid girl.

"She's a human being. She's not your toy."

"She isn't my toy, she's my girl." He glanced in her direction. "Saaya, I'm hungry. Go bring me a sandwich." The girl nodded and willingly dashed to get him a sandwich. Sexist bastard. Stupid "Saaya".

"I hate people like you the most. You are one hell of a sexist, perverted scumbag. Who the fuck do you think you are anyways?"

No, really. I want to punch you so badly.

"Do you think you're all that?" I asked again.

Ikuto's POV

I guess everyone is right. You definitely are something. Cool and spicy. But you're also a pain in the ass.

"Shut up, you're so noisy," I said, "And no. I'm all that and more."

"You're hopeless. Get out of my way." I could tell from the way she was clenching her fists that she was trying to restrain herself from punching me.

"You're jealous, for sure. You're jealous of the fact I can get any girl anytime I want."

"I can promise you that I'm not."

"Hm. Let's make a bet."

"What bet?" She asked a bit nervously.

"Get a boyfriend by the end of tomorrow."

"A b-boyfriend?"

"Yeah, have you ever heard of it?" I smirked.

"Of course," she replied tossing her head, "Fine."

"Winner gets to control loser for a month."

"F-fine! As long as it's under reasonable circumstances. Get ready to lose." She stammered, trying to show confidence.

There was no way I was going to lose. The truth was, all the guys in this school would love to go out with her. There was even a fan club for her. She was considerably hot after all. The only thing holding them back is her personality. They know they would be firsthand rejected. Now, I just have to secretly inform them about this.

"Then, the bet is on," I said with a smirk.