Butt3rfly: Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic and I hope you enjoy…

Ikuto: It's Amuto rite?

Butt3rfly: PSH! Like duh! I hate Tadamu! PSH!

Ikuto: Whoo! I love the Amuto fanfic writers!

Butt3rfly: Aww, we love you too Ikuto!

Ikuto: Yea, yea, yea, just start the fanfic…

Butt3rfly: Moment ruiner…well anyways, I don't own SC in anyway! And BTW, Amu will be OOC in this story… can't say I didn't warn you…

Ikuto: Please enjoy!

*Shh, it's a secret*

*Chapter 1*

(Amu POV)

"Look it's Hinamori Amu!"

"That's her?! She's so pretty!"

"And rich!"

"But thing is I heard that she's really unpleasant."

"Is that so…such a shame." More propaganda is being spread about me. Everyday it's the same thing. I walk down the school hall and everyone clears the way, goes into groups and starts gossiping about me. Hi, my name is Hinamori Amu and I attend Seiyo High. I'm 17 years old, which means I'm a senior. I have waist length pink hair and honey golden eyes. I walked over to my locker and see my best friend.

"Hey Rima," I said to her. She turned to me and gave me a small smile.

"Hi Amu." Rima is a petite girl with long, blonde, wavy hair and mustardy colored eyes.

"What's up?" I asked her while opening my locker to get my books for the day. She nodded.

"Nothing really, except that I heard we're going to have a new teacher this year," she told me.

"Really?" I asked her. She nodded.

"I heard he was a 'hottie'," she added while using air quotes. I shut my locker door and looked at Rima.

"I bet you heard that from Saaya," I said to her.

"Bingo." I giggled. Saaya is this redhead that is always declaring war against me. I don't know what I've ever done to her but she always does it. Suddenly the bell for the starting of the day rang.

"C'mon Rima, let's get to class," I said while linking arms with her. She nodded and we walked to class together.

~Z 3 s t y B u t t 3 r f l y ~

We got to class in before the teacher and took our seats in the back near to the window as usual. We chatted for a few minutes, then the teacher entered. He had messy brown hair and wore glasses.

"Good morning class," he said with a big, bright smile on his face as usual. Everyone stood up and replied.

"Today, you guys are going to have a new homeroom teacher this year," he said while removing his glasses and cleaning them off with the bottom of his jacket and then placing it back over his eyes. A girl raised her hand and he acknowledged her.

"Nikaidou-sensei, how come you aren't the teacher for this year again?" she asked. That's a very interesting question.

"Well, the principal felt as if he needed a vacation so the vice principal has to take his place until he returns," he answered.

"So how does answer her question?" I asked boredly. He smiled at me and continued.

"Well Himamori-san-," he started but then I cut him off.

"It's HiNamori," I answered irritably.

"As I was saying, Himamori-san," I'm pretty sure a vein popped out my forehead when he said my name wrong again, "until he returns the vice principal has to be the principal and I have to be the new vice principal because I have more experience here then any other teacher." Chatter was heard in the classroom after he said this.

"Anyway, it's time to greet your new teacher," he said loud enough to get everyone's attention except mine of course, I was looking out the window, "you may come in I heard him say." Suddenly fan girl squeals and what seems to be fruits falling off the trees were heard.

"Good morning everyone," I heard a velvet-smooth voice say, "my name is Ikuto Tsukiyomi." I turned my attention to him-and also noticed some girls on the floor out cold, maybe that's what sounded like fruits falling off a tree- and gasped silently when I saw him. He was gorgeous. He had silk-like midnight blue hair and stunning sapphire eyes. Plus, he had a slender body and what he had on showed that he had abs; a six pack to be specific.

"I'll be here for the rest of the year so please treat me good," he said and flashed such a charming smile to the class that it would cause you to faint.

"Just to inform you, Himamori Amu-," I cut him off again.

"IT'S HINAMORI!!!!! NOT MA, NA!!!" I shouted at him going over the edge. Tsukiyomi-sensei, raised an amused eyebrow at me.

"As I was saying until Himamori-san rudely interrupted me," this guy is getting on my last nerve, "her and Mashiro Rimo-."

"It's RimA," Rima said irritably also.

"Are the student councilors of this homeroom."

"Ok, good to know, so they will be the ones giving me the daily reports of the class," Tsukiyomi-sensei stated while staring at me. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and started staring out the window again. Why was he staring at me like that? It's just weird.

"Well, I'll leave you to and your class," Nikaidou said then I heard footsteps retreating so I assumed he left.

"Well, are there anyway questions you'd like to ask me?" Tsukiyomi-sensei asked. Wrong choice of words. Suddenly all the girls started shouting questions like, 'Are you single?' or 'Can I have your number?'

"Whoa, whoa, one at a time," he said chuckling. I gave my attention back to the class and noticed that the girls were actually raising their hands in moderation. But the one that stood out the most was Saaya and he picked her.

"Are you single?" she asked. Me and Rima had to stifle our laughter at how desperate she is.

"No, I'm married," he replied. WHAT!!!!!!!!!! HE CAN'T BE MARRIED- Wait? Why am I so disappointed? All the girls furrowed their eyebrows and put their hands went down.

"I'm guessing that's the end of the questions?" he asked and no one replied.

"Well, let's get on with class then," he said.

---------------------------------After School--------------------------------------

Finally school is over. But it's strange during the classes I had with Tsukiyomi-sensei, I felt like I was being stared at with content. Anyway, brushing it off, I'm currently in the class room, fixing up the daily report. Did I mention he's in here too? No? Well now I did. And plus, I'm here alone with him because Rima had to take care of some business so she left. After a while, I finally finished and got up out of my seat to give the report to him. When I did I noticed him playing with a pair of scissors. Weird…but hey who am I to judge, I play with matches when I'm bored.

"Here's the report sensei," I handed while handing it to him. He looked up at me and …smirked?

"Thank you, Amu," he said seductively. Wait, did he just call me Amu? And say it seductively? Isn't he married? He took the report from me.

KSSSSSSSSH!!!!!!!!!

Suddenly was heard in the class. I stood there frozen and Tsukiyomi-sensei kept staring down. I looked down and saw that the scissors he was playing with slit my blouse in half and the whole of my bra was exposed.

"Aww, this was my favorite blouse!" I whined.

Butt3rfly: interesting…

Ikuto: Wow…

Amu: WHY DOES THAT PERVERT HAVE TO SEE MY BRA!!!!!

Butt3rfly: because I'm the author of this story and what I say goes!

Amu: *mumbles profanities again Butt3rfly*

Ikuto: Wow…

Butt3rfly: You said that already!

Ikuto: I know… but wow…

Butt3rfly: Ok then, anyway, please press the sexy green button and R&R!!!