Summary: Ikuto, a prince, needs to pick a wife by the time he turns 18; which isn't too far away. Since he's handsome, it's not that hard. But he's only after one girl. The only girl who won't fall in love with him. Hinamori Amu.

Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara! Or any of it's characters.


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Chapter 1 - The Meeting

"Tsukiyomi-sama, your mother is calling you." The maid bowed and exited the room quitely. Ikuto slowly walked down the stairs slowly. He knew why his mother had called him. Another 'candidate' for his wife. He sighed. Can't she just understand he didn't want to get married yet?

"Ah! Ikuto! Meet Hoshina Utau. She is a singer." Ikuto's mother called as soon as she saw him. Ikuto put his hands in his pockets and looked out the window; obvious he wasn't interested.

"Ikuto! At least get to know her!" Ikuto's mother tugged on his sleeve as he turned his head to face the girl. Ikuto thought she was too energetic just by looking at her. She had a huge smile on her face and her eyes were sparkling with excitement. He knew she liked him just because he was a prince with extremely good looks. How shallow.

The girl looked like she was ready to jump on him and hug him. He just shrugged and trudged up the stairs; back to his room.

He sat on the chair nearest to the window and stared out into it. He saw a girl with unusual bubblegum-pink digging into her bag. For keys no doubt. When she found them, she quickly unlocked her door and dragged her luggage in. Ikuto knew someone lived there already. Since this was none of his business, he walked to the other side of his room and turned on his stereo. He lied on his bed and closed his eyes.

When he awoke, it was sunset. He decided to take a walk. Since everyone knew not to pay any attention to him when he walked outside, he didn't bother putting on a disguise. He opened his balcony door and jumped down. His mother didn't need to know he was out. He put his hands in his pocket and walked to wherever his feet lead him. Since his eyes were closed, he didn't know where he was going.

"Watch it!" Screamed a girl.

How dare someone speak to him like that. He opened his eyes to see the girl with bubblegum-pink hair sitting on the ground right in front of him. She must have been really weak since he barely felt someone bump him.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked in a low voice.

The girl looked at him. Obviously confused.

"Should I?" She asked as she got up and fixed her clothes.

Ikuto shrugged. He walked away and closed his eyes again.

"Hey! Aren't you going to apologize?" She shouted at him.

Ikuto turned and opened one eye.

"Nope." He stuck his tongue out at her and closed his eyes again. She muttered something and stomped off in the opposite direction.

The girl walked to her friend, standing around 50 feet away. He saw the whole scene. He was stunned. No one ever dared to talk to the prince like that.

"Amu." The purple-haired boy said.
"Hm?"
"Did you know who that was?"
"No, why?" She cocked her head to the side.

He laughed and just shook his head. They both walked home.

Ikuto wondered who that girl was as he walked home. No one ever talked to him so rudely before. Once he reached his home, he climbed a the tree nearest his room and jumped onto his balcony from one of the tree's branches. He always did this whenever he wanted to walk without his mother knowing.

"Tsukiyomi-sama." Someone knocked from the other side of the door. A maid entered and bowed. "It's dinner time."

Ikuto trudged down the stairs and took his seat in the dining table. He noticed the girl from before staring at him from across the table. He glared at her. Her eagerness was annoying.

"Ikuto. I invited Utau-chan for dinner. You two should get to know know each other. For all you know, you could get married." His mother winked. The girl squealed out of joy once he heard the last four words.

Ikuto rolled his eyes and ate his dinner. They all ate in silence.

"Ikuto-kun?" The girl called Utau said from across the dining table. "What do you like to do?"

"Sleep."

She giggled. Ikuto shot a glare at her and she silenced. His mother looked at him. Clearly pissed he was not being a gentleman.

Right after dinner and after annoying small talk with Utau, Ikuto when to his room and locked the door. Last thing he wanted was Utau to burst into his room. He looked out his window again and noticed that that girl he bumped into just arrived home. She was digging for her keys again. This time, she was with a boy. He had long, purple hair. He guessed that was the owner of the house. Fujisaki Nagihiko.

Ikuto never really talked to anybody. He only knew the townsfolk through the information his maids give him. He did have one close friend though. Yoru. He got amnesia when he was young so he didn't remember his name. So he called himself Yoru. He never really picked a last name. They met in middle school he recalled. He was the only one who had the guts to talk him. He always drove away those who tried to talk to him but Yoru seemed different to him. He didn't seem like every other kid. Ikuto walked to his bed and went to sleep.