Notes on the fanfiction: I tried looking into the Japanese college system as best as I could to keep it kind of accurate, but it's not too far off from the way Americans run their universities. So I'm rolling with what I know. I also tried to guess the ages to be as close to the anime/manga as possible. I'm not going to go much into descriptions unless it's important. Y'all should know how these character looks by now This is also rated M due to language and themes because that's life. I also don't own the character and what not.
It is the first day of classes. Students are making their way to their classes. Some of those students are freshman, nervous and confused as it was their first day at this university. Sophomores and juniors approach the year with familiarity as they reconnect with friends they may not have seen in a while. Seniors, who have done this before, saunter leisurely to their respective classes without any real hurry. It was a new year with new faces and new experiences.
That's exactly what Hinamori Amu is ready for. She had spent her freshmen year working hard to lay the ground work for a successful college career. This nineteen year old is ready to have fun with her friends and make some memories. She makes her way to her first class of the day with a world studies class. She is still working through her general studies since she's not entirely sure on what she wants to go into yet as a career path. With her is her friend Hoshina Utau, a twenty year old that she met last year because they got put into the same dorm. The two clashed at first, but their strong willed personalities finally gave so that the two could become friends.
"Well, Kukai and I hung out over the summer a lot, and we, you know…" Utau trails off as she's giving her friend the details of her summer. "We hooked up. A lot."
Amu excitedly swats at her friend's shoulder, "Oooo, girl! I told you he was interested in you! Was it good?"
Utau blushes and smiles, "It was amazing. He's energetic in bed just like he is every day. And my God, he could go for hours."
Amu cackles, "Look at you, gettin' that dick! I'm so proud."
"What about you? Any exciting summer flings?" Utau pries, nudging Amu's shoulders.
"No. I didn't meet anyone I was interested in," Amu sighs. "Tadase kept trying to make something happen, but I'm not into him like that. He's too… submissive. I need something a little more than that in a fuck buddy."
"You could just say that he seems like he'd be too much of a bitch in bed," Utau says.
They laugh as they approach the building where their class is located. After wandering around for a bit, they find their classroom. This class is a mixed class; it is not exclusively for one grade. There is a mix of freshmen to senior students, some who were already within a group of friends and others who didn't know anyone yet. The girls noticed that a couple of other friends of theirs are in the class so they decided to make their way to the table where they are seated.
"Utau, look, we have a class with Kukai," Amu teases as they make their way to the table to the back left of the classroom.
Utau smirks while trying to hide her blush, "I see him."
At the table, their friends Kukai, Rima, and Nagihiko are all seated at the farthest back table. Souma Kukai is a twenty year old sports medicine major finishing up the last of his required classes. He's tall, handsome, and plays soccer which is just Utau's type. Fujisaki Nagihiko is a nineteen year old performance student taking the few required classes that he needs to take. Mashiro Rima is also a sophomore with Amu and is also just taking general studies to get towards that first degree. The two girls seat themselves at the table right in front of their seeing as there are only three seats per table. Utau takes the seat next to the wall, and Amu plants herself in the center seats. They move their chairs back so that they can chat with their friends while they wait for their professor.
"Hey guys, how was your summer?" Amu asks as she's moving her chair directly in front of Nagihiko's spot at the table.
"My summer was great. I had a lot of gigs and had a great time with a great girl," Nagihiko smiles as he looks over at his girlfriend.
"Gay," Rima bluntly says in response. The group laughs at her because they all know she really enjoyed her summer. "My summer was fine."
"I had an amazing summer," Kukai smirks as he watches with flirty eyes as Utau sits down right across from him. She smirks back at him in response. "It couldn't have been better."
"So did you two fuck finally, or what?" Rima asks. Amu and Nagihiko laugh, and Kukai and Utau blush a little bit as they look at each other. Rima nods her head, "That answers that. It's about damn time. There was way too much sexual tension between you two."
The group began going through their respective summers. Amu notices that while they're all talking, Utau and Kukai begin holding hands on the table and sneaking glances at one another. She also notices that, despite trying to come across as cold, Rima is madly in love with her beau, listening intently any time he talks. She smiles; she's happy that her friends have found happiness with their partners. While she may be a bit jealous that her friends around her have someone, she won't show it. Her friends being happy are more important than her jealousy. She's been playing the field for a couple of years now, trying to find someone she clicks with. She's gone through a couple guys, and a girl or two, but she hasn't found someone that really ignites a spark in her yet.
"Alright class, welcome to World Studies!"
A voice from the front of the room breaks through all the chatter. An older man in a slightly loose fitting yellowish suit calls from the podium. "I'm Nikaido Yuu, your professor for this class. Today I'm just going to go through the syllabus and course expectations. I'll be passing around your packets now." As he's about to pass out the packets, there's a knock on the door.
Everyone's attention is on the door as it opens. In steps a tall man, "I'm sorry for being late. Time zones changes mess with your sleep schedule."
Amu keeps her mouth from dropping to the table. "This guy is gorgeous! Who is he?" she asks herself. She looks him up and down. He's only slightly shorter than the door making him around six feet and an inch or two tall. He's got shaggy, disheveled looking dark blue hair with eyes to match. 'His hair looks so soft. I'd love to play with it…' He looks thin but lean, like he may have some muscles under the black dress shirt- that's unbuttoned fairly low, Amu notices- and tight black pants. Oh, she definitely wants to see if there are some muscles under there. 'I bet he's got nice shoulders to claw into...' His voice is deep and sexy. 'I bet he sounds hot when he moans…' Amu turns her head to say something to her friend but notices that Utau has a shocked expression, "What?"
"That's my brother, Ikuto. He's been studying abroad in France. I didn't know he was back," Utau whispers.
"That's your step brother?" Amu asks in a whisper. She looks back at him then to Utau again. "Would you be okay if 'I got to know him?'"
Utau softly giggles, "I'll help you out. I'd rather you than anyone else."
The professor interrupts their conversation, "Ah, yes. I remember the dean telling me about how you were studying in France. That's alright. Feel free to take a seat wherever you'd like. Today is just a talk day anyway."
Ikuto nods his head and looks at the room. He notices his sister at one of the tables sitting next to a pink haired girl. 'Well, the seat next to her is open. I'll take that one,' he thinks. He begins walking back to the table. With his long legs it only takes him a couple of steps to get back there. He seats himself next to his sister's friend. He looks at his sister and waves to which she smiles and waves back. He then looks the girl up to him up and down. He smirks as they make eye contact. Amu looks him up and down in response then turns her attention back to the professor who is finishing handing out the packets. Nikaido had left a stack of packets at the end of each table to pass down. Ikuto grabs one and passes the stack to Amu. They make eye contact again as she takes it from him. Amu turns to Utau to hand her the last packet and mouths "holy fuck" to her. Utau giggles.
The class pays attention as Professor Nikaido begins going over the packet. Amu tries her hardest to not look at the man next to her despite the fact she can feel his eyes taking her all in. Amu's face begins to turn red the longer he looks at her. She wants to look back at him so badly to get a closer look at him, but if she locks eyes with him again, her face will go from pale to bright red.
Ikuto looks at the cutie sitting next to him. He notices the blush that's growing on her face and thinks, 'oh, she's cute as hell.' He notices her petite frame, clothed in a black sweater, plaid mini skirt, and black tights. 'I bet she looks cuter without all that stuff on…' Half of her hair is pulled up into a bun towards the top of her head with the rest flowing down until it reaches her mid back. 'Her hair looks fun to pull…' Ikuto continues to take the girl in for the rest of the time that the professor talks. Amu sneaks a glance back at him. She bites the lower right part of her lip as she looks at him, 'Fuck.' He smirks, 'fuck, she's cuter when she's biting her lip.'
Professor Nikaidou finishes speaking and tells the class to mingle for the remainder of the lecture time. He doesn't feel like teaching; no one feels like listening. The room flutters into chatter as students begin talking to one another. Amu and Utau move their chairs to face their friends again.
"So, Ikuto, was anyone going to tell me that you were back?" Utau asks him with some sass.
"It was a last minute thing. I had gotten bored with France and wanted to come back," Ikuto explains, turning towards his sister. "Are you going to introduce me to your friends?"
Utau raises an eyebrow, 'he wants me to introduce him to Amu….' She begins with Kukai, "This is Kukai, Nagihiko, and Rima." Ikuto nods up to the boys then nods his head down to Rima. Utau then places her hand on Amu's shoulder, "This is Amu, one of my best friends. She's single and looking to… mingle."
Ikuto chuckles, "it's my pleasure, Amu." He takes her hand and softly lays a kiss on her knuckles.
"The pleasure should be mine if you're a gentleman," Amu smirks as he kisses her hand. "I'd dispute with Utau about her comment, but I can't."
Ikuto sits up straight with his own smirk, "You know, you're right. Maybe I can show you just how much of a gentleman I can be."
"Great. Now there's more sexual tension," Rima states. The group laughs as Ikuto and Amu give each other bedroom eyes.
"Alright you two," Utau interrupts. "At least save it for after class.
The group talks for the remaining half hour they have. They ask Ikuto a lot of questions about studying abroad in France. He was an apprentice to a master violinist for two years, learning everything you could ever want to know about violins to how to make one to how to become an exceptional player. All through this, Ikuto and Amu continue to steal glances at each other. Ikuto explains that while he loved being there and studying something he loved, he felt that it was time to come back home. He's going to school for business in hopes of opening his own studio to be able to teach others what he's learned. At the moment, he works a music shop and taking the occasional performance to make ends meet.
"So how old are you, man?" Kukai asks while gently rubbing Utau's hand that's become intertwined with his again.
"I'm twenty three. I was just finishing up my senior year in the musical performance program when they gave me this opportunity," Ikuto explains. "But I guess I'll have to start over again."
"At least you know what you want to do," Amu says. "Better late than never, right?"
"I suppose that's true."
The class ends, and everyone starts filing out to head to wherever their headed. Amu starts walking out with her group when she hears that sexy deep voice coming from her new acquaintance.
"Amu, wait," Ikuto walks up to her as she turns around to face him. He holds his phone up, "You should put your number in this."
Amu wickedly smiles, "Asking for my number already?"
"You figured me out," he says as he hands her the phone. "You did mention not being opposed to mingling."
Amu begins typing her cell phone number into his contact list, "I could use a new study buddy." She hands the phone back to him, "here you go."
"That works out perfectly because so am I," Ikuto looking at his phone and typing. "We can arrange some study time at my place. My apartment isn't too far from here What do you think?"
"Well, if you've got an apartment, how can I say no to that?" Amu takes a step closer to him. "Are you sure we'd get any studying done though?"
Ikuto smirks down at the shorter girl, "Sure there would, as long as you're the subject."
Amu's phone buzzes. She ignores it for the time being. "I hope you'll at least take me to dinner first."
"Of course. I do have to prove I'm a gentleman, right?" Ikuto puts his phone back into his pocket. "I'm off to next class. I'm hoping to hear from you later."
"You will," Amu smiles. The two begin to go her separate ways after looking at each other for a bit longer. A reminder notification goes off on Amu's phone about the text message she forgot about. She looks at the message from Ikuto:
Don't forget to send me a picture. For your contact, of course (;