Realme: first multi-story, so I might suck at this imensely, so enjoy

Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara! just this plot. (but if I did it would've been longer and Amu would be with Ikuto. XD)

The broken Butterflies

Chapter one: Introduction

A blue haired blue eyed teen boy was sitting on the edge of his bed. He was staring blankly at the floor, his dark blue shirt was laying on the floor, discarded there after the visit from his fake Dad. There were bruises all over his back and front, they were like black sploches of ink on pure white paper. His pale skin looked that white against the bruises, his long arms were resting on his knees, slightly dangling, with his long legs flat on the floor. He was clenching and unclenching his hands, and he had a very angry yet sad look on his face. He sighed and layed on his back.

Deciding he had spent enough time recovering, the teen slowly sat up then stood up and walked over to his shirt. He picked it up and slowly

put it on, streching once it was on. The pain seared through out his body but he didn't yelp in pain, he just winced once then streched again to get used to the feeling of moving his injured body again.

"Ikuto!" the teen, Ikuto, turned towards the door at the sound of his name. He had the slightest smile on his face because he knew who it was.

Then the door burst open and in came a beautiful teen girl with long blonde hair in two high pig-tails. Her long slender arms came around Ikuto's neck and held him close," oh Ikuto! I've missed you so much!" The blonde exclaimed while almost strangling him in the process.

Ikuto pushed the girl off of him slightly and muttered," get off me Utau.." Utau jumped off of him and and looked at his face which had a slight smile on it still." Ikuto... Did you miss me?" Utau asked. Ikuto nodded his head," yeah." he responded while his small smile started to disappear.

"so..." Ikuto started," how've you been?" he asked while laying down on his bed. Utau sat next to him and sighed," I've been fine. I'm still with that man, you know Nikaido Yuu? He's really clumsy but he's really nice too." Utau said with a smile," I haven't had to move for almost tree years Ikuto! I think he might just keep me." Utau exclaimed again, but Ikuto wasn't so sure. He was just waiting for the moment he'd get word that that Nikaido person hurt his little sister, but, he was just being paranoid. But he had good reason to, because he had been hurt by anyone he ended up moving in with.

" so, how have you been Ikuto?" Utau's voice snapped Ikuto out from his train of thought. He looked up at her and smiled weakly, though she didn't notice much." I've been good. Nothings really happened, so I don't know if I'll be moving of not." Ikuto most certainly knew he was going to move, but he wasn't going to tell Utau that. He hadn't told her about the abuse and beatings, because he didn't want her to worry to much about him, since they were seperated and everything. But he knew she suspected something was happening to him, because no one moves around as much as he does without there being a reason. Being in Foster Care was a hard thing for a teen, especailly when that teen was tormented by any and every one of their foster parents. This was Ikuto's life after his real Mom died and his real Dad disappeared, leaving him and his little sister Utau to be sent to the Foster Care system.

After Utau left, Ikuto thought,"what would it be like to have nice foster parents?" But he discarded that thought saying that there was no such

thing as a nice foster parent.

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A pink haired honey-gold eyed teen girl was running up a flight of steps. Her perfectly curved body pushing itself to its limits to get home on time,

or she'd get consequences. Her long and perfectly slender arms were moving rapidly as she ran and she seemed to leap with every step, in hopes that she might go faster.

When she finally got home she stopped at the front step to catch her breath, slowly looking at her watch, making sure she wasn't to late. She was supposed to home at 5 o'clock sharp, but wandering and daydreaming had made that impossible, it was now 5:45 P.M and she knew she was gonna get it, so she stopped delaying her cruel punishment and quickly opened the door to get it over with.

"AMU!" came a woman's voice. Amu looked up to see her Mom, Hourai Midori, she was a really beautiful woman with honey-gold eyes and light brown hair, but she was a scary woman when mad." I thought I told you to be home by 5 o'clock sharp!" " you did.." Amu said while looking at Midori," now you'll have to pay the price not listening carefully and doing as you were told!" She exclaimed Amu looked down." what is it?" Midori then grew a evil smile and glint in her eye," your punishment is..." Amu looked up pleadingly at Midori," you have to wash the dishes after dinner." Midori said evilly while looking at Amu. Amu had fake horror in her eyes and face as she gasped." oh please! Not that! I'll do anything, but please, not the dishes!" Midori laughed evilly," you will do the dishes for a week if you don't do them now and keep pleading." Amu rolled her eyes then laugh." 'kay Mom, and why are you so dramatic when I'm late?" Amu said, while taking her shoes off and heading to the kitchen," because, I like to freak you out sometimes." Amu nodded her head and sat down at the dinner table." so, whats for dinner?" Amu asked looking at Midori," curry rice with some beef." she replied as she started to grab what she needed to cook." can... Can I help?" Amu almost whispered, but Midori heard causing her to nearly drop the knife she was holding." what?" Amu looked shyly away and said a little more loudly." Can I help you cook..." Midori looked dumbstruck," Amu, the Hinamori Amu, who claims to hate cooking, wants to help cook? Alright, who are you and what have you done with my Amu?" Amu rolled her eyes." hardy har har, very funny Mom." Midori smiled a bit." and why, may I ask, do you want to help me cook? Is it because of Tadase?" Amu blushed, but shook her head," no.." " then why do you want to cook?" Amu looked around the room a while, trying not to make eye contact with her Mom," because of Nadeshiko. She says I need to practice more, so when I live by myself I don't eat out all the time." she replied while playing with some of her waist length hair. Midori smiled then nodded her head." yes. You may help me." she said then turned and faced the stove while Amu got up and started to help Midori with dinner.

After dinner was finished and Amu did the dishes, the whole Hourai family was in the living room watching T.V. Amu looked over at Tsumugu, her Dad, and Ami, her sister. She looked at their faces and then sighed. She really didn't look like the Hourai's, she just hade golden eyes like them, if her eyes were any other color she'd look nothing like them and it would be obvious that she was adopted. Looking over at Ami again Amu felt a little alone, she was adopted by a family with a daughter that was around the same age as herself was a little weird, especailly when you had had a twin brother. Amu then grew really sad, thinking about her twin brother, Ai, he died because of the foster parents they were with. Amu and Ai were always together, but when they were put with a family who seemed nice but really weren't... You tend to cling to the one person you really know. Amu's old foster parents just took care of her and Ai because they got money from it, but they beat them also, not caring about them. Ai died protecting Amu, That ended with with her old foster parents in jail, their kids sent to relatives and Amu sent back into foster care with no brother. After that, Amu was given to the Hourai's, a nice little family who were going to take in a kid for the purpose to adopt. And they adopted Amu when she was twelve.

" I'm going to bed." Amu announced and started to go up the stairs," g'night Amu." " goodnight sweetie." " goodnight Amu, have sweet dreams." The Hourai's all said at the same time, while Amu waved to them and headed up the stairs and went to bed.

Realme: well that was fun... I'm sorry if their kinda OOC, I'm just not the greatest writer in the world ya know? Well tell me if you think it sucked or not, And my schedule will probably be once a week or somethin like that... so...yea... Bye bye peeps XD!

P.S by the way, I named the Hinamori's Hourai because I wanted a different for Amu's adoptive family,

Amu kept her real last name. Kids who are adopted can do that. So if you were wondering abuot that, then that's why.