Just so we all know, this is part of my miniature series, An Amuto Story, so if you haven't read the first one in which my series is named after, please do so, then continue on to Finding my Heart: A New Amuto Story, and then feel free to read this one. Thank you.

And with that said, my awesome politeness is gone. If I start getting any retarded comments such as:

"Who the hell is Aitora?"

"WTF? When did that happen?"

, I will make a scene of it in front of anyone. And anyone who has skipped this and hasn't bothered to read the first two are officially screwed. ^-^ If you find this mean, then you are overly sensitive and probably didn't like me much anyway. I left the message at top, so they should've left then anyway if they haven't read the first two. Also, I actually look forward to reading reviews on what was good about my story or what I could improve. I just get put into a really ticked off mood when I find rude and stupid questions like the ones I posted above. So if you are one of my kind readers who have stayed loyal throughout my entire series and haven't asked any rude or stupid questions like the ones I mentioned, I apologize for the inconvenience this may have caused you. Please go on to read the summary, random talking between me and the characters, and then on to the story.

Summary: Amu still hasn't gotten her charas completely back yet, but now she can talk to them, and that's good enough for now. No matter what, she is determined to find a different way to get them back, one that doesn't involve loosing her love and memories of Ikuto.

Well, she's in for a surprise. After talking with Lulu, she finds out that the embryo isn't really the shining egg they had thought it was before. Instead, it is a person, and it just so happens that this person is moving in really close to Seiyo Elementary…

Neko-chan: Well, that's the summary.

Mirror: Neko-chan doesn't own Shugo Chara!

Neko-chan: On with the story!

Chapter 1

~Amu's POV~

Yesterday was such a pain. I finally get out of the hospital and my mom hires the friggen therapist.

Doesn't she realize just how difficult it is to do this when I have little miniature invisible people that he can't see that have been in my life for the past year or so? My god.

"So what is it that you do with these friends of yours? Do they treat you nicely?" he asked with a smile that I suppose was meant to me comforting. It just ended up looking as creepy as hell.

"Yes. They treat me fine," I replied in a bored voice. Geeze. If they wanted to keep me from killing myself, why try to bore me to death? It just doesn't make sense. "We go to school. We talk. We have sleepovers." We save the world from evil flying black eggs with x's on them, I added to myself.

"Hm. Have your parents been fighting at all lately?" His smile faded. Thank god. He seemed to be confused as he found nothing that would trigger a depressional state with me.

"Well, that's all for today," he said, getting up. Wait… for today?! This is going to go on for more than one day?! OH COME ON!!!! Amu whined in her mind. She could hear her charas laugh in the back of her mind.

The therapist walked over to my parents in the corner who looked at me worriedly. "What was it?" they asked.

"It was most likely caused by the tragic death of her old friend-" Well, since he was talking like I wasn't only 2 feet away anyway, I interrupted him.

"He was a gay fag that ticked me off anyway."

He stopped and changed his answer. "I have no clue what it was. Maybe it's just a rebellious stage? Who knows," and then he left.

My dad cried as he suddenly began clinging to me. "NOOO!!!! MY BABY!!! WHY WOULD SHE GO INTO A REBELIOUS STAGE!!!"

I let out a deep sigh. God, I have weird parents. I began to pat his head as if he were the child here.

"It's okay, dad. I was just going through a small rebellious stage. It's all done now," I comforted.

"REALLY!?" he squealed in a creepy high-pitched voice.

"Um…" I tried my best not to shove him off and back away. "Uh, yeah…. Really," I told him. He finally let go and went to hugging my mother.

"YOU HEAR THAT?!" he squealed in the same creepy voice. "SHE'S NOT REBELLING ANYMORE!!!"

Looking at her, I could tell my mother had the same urge to back away that I had a few moments ago when he was clinging to me.

I sighed once more and walked upstairs to my bedroom where Ikuto sat on my bed waiting for me. He laughed as he saw my exhausted expression.

"Oh, sush," I grunted as I plopped down on the bed beside him. "God, I missed this bed. The hospital ones feel like giant white rocks," I complained.

"Weird," he started. "You'd think they wanted you to be comfortable in those hospitals." We both laughed at his small joke.

"Tsukiyomi-san!" my mother called from downstairs. "Time for you to go!" We both sighed in unison.

"I'm guessing you won't be meeting me tonight?" Ikuto asked, obviously referring to our usual rendezvous after my parents go to sleep. (NO. They aren't doing anything like that, pervs)

"Probably not," I replied with a frown. "especially considering I'm to comfortable to get off of this bed right now. Sorry," I apologized to him.

"It's okay. I can't blame you, anyways. If sleeping in their bed is anything like sleeping in their chairs, I'd already be asleep if I were you."

As he said that, I realized that I actually was really tired, and let out a loud yawn. He laughed. "Guess I wasn't to far from the truth."

"Shaawwwt up," I told him in between yawns.

"See you tomarrow, Amu-koi." I still get a smile on my face each time he says my name like that.

"You too, Ikuto-koi," I replied in the same tone. He smirked, and then reluctantly left.

*Narrator's POV*

*Next Day*

Amu woke up and began her long walk to school like usual, dreading the amount of homework she was bound to get for missing days. Then she smiled up towards the bright blue sky.

Well, at least I'll be able to see my friends again! She thought happily. I didn't even get to see them when I came out of the hospitals because our parents wouldn't let us meet. Why must they be so overly possessive and overly protective every single second of the day?

Because they love you! Ran cheered in her head. Amu laughed.

Yeah, I guess your right, but they really should loosen up sometimes.

She arrived at school. As she looked at the school grounds, a shiver ran down body as a visual of the bloody bodies of her and the guardians popped up in her mind. Amu eagerly shook it away. Trying to forget about it, she walked inside and to her class.

As she entered the room, an entire mob of people greeted her with a game of 20 questions x50.

"Are you okay?"

"Why did Tadase die?"

"What happened?"

"Where's Nagihiko and Rima?"

Nagihiko and Rima aren't here yet? She wondered, growing slightly worried. Were her friends still unable to come back today? Yaya was sitting in the corner of the room. When Amu looked up at her, she shrugged. It was hard for Amu not to flinch at Yaya's poor condition.

She had an arm in a cast, and her body was covered in stitches, bruises, and bandages. It would be odd, considering how she probably wouldn't be able to be her usual hyper self.

Then her worries were (at least somewhat) put to rest as Rima and Nagihiko walked into the room hand-in-hand, each of them with a small blush on their face. Luckily for her, the entire crowd jumped from her to them to ask them the questions.

"Please settle down now…" Nikaido-sensei tried to tell the class over the roar of voices. Amu sighed, and let her 'Cool-and-Spicy' act help the poor teacher.

"Hey," her voice seemed to echo off the walls as everyone shut up in it's presence. "Listen to the teacher."

Everyone's heads turned to stare at Nikaido sensei, and he scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "Um… everyone needs to get back to their seats and-" The class broke out into a roar of 'aww's, but everyone followed his order and went to sit down.

"I'd like to introduce a new student today," he finished his sentence, earning multiple curious looks from the class. "Hikaru, please come in now!"

Neko-san: Okay, I'm sorry I didn't update yesterday. I knew I was supposed to, but I had multiple things going on.

My friend came over, and because she's mainly obsessed with a guy off of a video game, I couldn't break down into my 'poor-Ikuto-retarded-Amu' faze until she left, which was around 6:00 yesterday. So as soon as she left, I was pretty much a walking stone.

Then this morning I was retarded and watched some videos that were put into a sad Amuto video contest on Youtube, and that made me all depressive until now. And I just typed the last few paragraphs after just receiving a very hateful review on a story me and my friend had made that was mainly just for fun. So, yeah, I'm not in a completely 'Oh, I'm so happy! Let's type!' mood.

Well, I don't really feel like making the rant over episode 87 since I didn't get much of a chance to rant over it while I watched it, so I'll just point out something weird again on Youtube. See you later.