A/N Hello everyone. Let me introduce my 3d fic on Shugo Chara to you. This time it's based on a glamorous song "Pink" by Aerosmith.

As always, I don't own Shugo Chara and any Aerosmith's songs. I'm just a fanfiction-writer who love their works ^.^

Okay, here is the first chapter. Read and don't forget to review! ^.~ (And please, if you find any mistakes, tell me so that I could correct them. I'm not a native English-speaker T.T Thanks for your help in advance ^.~)

Pink

Chapter 1

Pink…

It was his new obsession.

Why pink?

Well…it wasn't even a question.

Ever since he met her at his sister's wedding, Tsukiyomi Ikuto got sick with almost an incurable illness called an ultimate devotion.

Pink was on the lips of one of the guests. But it wasn't only her lipstick that caught his attention. That girl's hair and dress were also pink.

Hmm…at that very moment the young man realized that it had become his favourite colour.

All Ikuto's attention was drawn to that only person with such a glamorous style. Believe me or not but pink was the love he unexpectedly discovered.

And that girl's name was Hinamori Amu of 18 years old. As he found out later, she was the groom's best friend's girlfriend. But she didn't belong to that blond guy's world. In Ikuto's eyes, she was beyond everyone and everything. And he longed to reach her height.

After his sister's wedding, Ikuto couldn't but think about the pink-haired maiden. Her face and the way she held herself in a public were painted in his mind. The girl was 5 years younger than him, but it couldn't stop the guy to be so interested in her person.

An accident meeting had decided their destiny.

It was a rainy day, when he noticed her standing under a tree. There was an umbrella in her hands. And its colour was…yeah, you guessed right…pink. She was struggling against a strong wind and it caused her deco umbrella to break from the force it tried to hold back.

Ikuto chuckled. It seemed that that shade of red was chasing him wherever he went. The young man approached a startled girl and hid her wet form under the hood of his black umbrella.

"Need some help?" he asked playfully.

The girl gifted him with a doubtful look.

"No, thanks. I can cope with this problem myself," she answered coldly.

A light smirk touched his lips.

"It looks like you are waiting for someone".

"It's none of your business".

"What kind of a boyfriend is he if he makes a girl waiting under the rain?"

That question wasn't addressed to her directly but it hit the bull's eye. The girl glared at the stranger and hissed:

"How dare you speak about Tadase-kun in such a rude way?! Mind your own business!"

"Hmm…so his name is Tadase-kun," a sly smirk appeared on his face.

The girl's eyebrow twitched in anger.

"I'll make you pay!"

The guy's hearty laugh filled the air.

"I don't mind, Amu. I'll buy you whatever you please".

"It wasn't what I meant…wait a minute…how did you know my name?!"

Now she looked surprised and bewildered and Ikuto liked it very much.

"Actually, we've met before".

"Ha!" she crossed her arms on her chest "I don't remember meeting someone as ill-behaved as you".

He sighed.

"What a hot temper you have…tsk…tsk"

"Stop joking around!"

Ikuto straightened and turned to face her.

"I'm not joking. You were at Utau and Kuukai's wedding, so was I. I'm Utau's older brother, by the way".

Amu's jaw dropped literary. Her eyes widened in disbelief.

"I could never think that Utau has such a strange brother," and she burst into laughter.

Ikuto hated to be a mockery, but since it was the girl he was so interested in, he gathered all his self-control to hold himself in a proper way.

"I could never think that that blond guy would fall in love with such a hot-tempered girl".

"Shut up!"

Despite her rude attitude she was still awesome to his eyes.

"You are shivering, Amu. You may catch a cold. Let's go and find some café," he offered politely.

"No, I have to wait for Tadase-kun".

Ikuto rolled his eyes. The girl was so stubborn.

"Listen, if he really cared about you, he would have called you and told that he would be late. But he didn't and I'm more than sure that he knows that's it's raining cats and dogs outside".

Amu shivered and rubbed her forearms to warm herself up.

"For a man, it's unforgivable to be late on a date," he continued but then he realized what mistake he had done.

Ikuto didn't want to make her upset by telling that last phrase, but a hurt expression on her face told him that he had already done it.

"Come on, Amu, I'll treat you to some hot chocolate".

And she followed him without any other word. It surprised him a little, but it looked like the whole situation made her realize something important.

It was really an accident meeting. He didn't plan it, nor did she.

When they entered the nearest café and sat at one of vacant tables, Ikuto couldn't but show a smile. Her sweater and scarf were also pink. She reminded him of a flamingo.

"Pink colour goes with the fashion nowadays, doesn't it?"

It was a joke, but she took it as a prank.

"Do you have anything against my favourite colour?" the girl glared at him threateningly.

Ikuto just chuckled sincerely.

"Nothing at all. I like pink too by the way".

"Ha-ha, as if!"

And she put that sweet pink cookie in her little pink mouth. Tsukiyomi swallowed. That colour was driving him crazy.

"I really do," he uttered almost soundlessly, still looking at her with his clouded gaze.

"If it's really true, than you are the weirdest guy I have ever met in my whole life," and she took another bite of a pink cookie.

Ikuto was silent for some minutes. He didn't leave his eyes from her, watching her every move, her every breath.

She loved pink and he realized that his love was from the first sight. Somehow, he wasn't so confident that it was the colour's fault anymore. This girl was really something. She was different from the others. She was…unique. The style that made her be so extraordinary, pink colour, that suited her fragile form a little too well—everything made her look beyond the others to his eyes.

"My name is Tsukiyomi Ikuto," he started suddenly, placing his elbows on the table and laying his chin on his crossed fingers, "I'm 23 years old and working at a producing music centre. I like jokes, pink colour and kids."

Amu blinked at him several times before asking:

"Why are you telling me all these things?"

A mesmerizing gaze of his deep-violet eyes made the girl gulp and swallow hard.

"I'm telling you this so that you could know me better".

"Why should I?" she said coldly, crossing her arms on her chest, and turned her head to look at the window.

"You shouldn't, but I think it's good to know each other better since we're going to get married in the near future," he answered nonchalantly, never leaving his eyes from her form.

Amu's jaw dropped as she slowly turned her head to place her surprised gaze on a freak that was sitting across her.

"What did you just say? Are you nuts, Mr.? I will never marry someone as crazy as you!" she shouted at his face angrily and beat her fist against the table.

People that were sitting at the café forgot about their own business and stared at the noisy couple. When Amu noticed their far too interested gazes, she arched her eyebrow and asked irritatingly:

"Any problems?!"

Everyone shook their heads and looked away in fear.

Ikuto examined her face. She was furious and it made her pale skin turn bright pink. A cheeky smile touched his lips as he bent over the table to be closer to the hot-tempered girl and uttered:

"It was very expressive, Amu, but never say never. I don't think that you'll find anyone else, who will love pink colour as you do and will be ready to share this passion with you".

"Don't be so sure! Tastes may change, you know," she instigated, sending him a wild glare.

"Ha-ha, but definitely not this one," Ikuto laughed lightly, putting his hand in the inner-pocket of his jacket. "I will leave my phone number in case you are ready to break up with him. Call me and I will be there by your side right away".

And the young man took out a visit card from his leather wallet and placed it on the table right in front the girl.

"I have to go now. I hope that it's not our last meeting, Amu-chan~" he winked at a startled pink-head, stood up and left, leaving his black umbrella hanging on her chair.

Amu was bewildered. The guy seemed to be an alien to her eyes. She looked down and her gaze fell on a small sheet of paper. It 's colour was…hahaha…the girl's eye twitched….it was bright pink, decorated with white and blue flowers. There was an inscription: "Tsukiyomi Producing Centre" and a director's phone number written in a light pink colour below the text.

Amu's eye twitched again. It couldn't be for real. Right? I mean, where could you meet a guy who was obsessed with such a girlish colour?

Haha…you may call it fate or something else, but Hinamori Amu had met one: the strangest person she had ever seen in her life.

Tsukiyomi Ikuto…

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A/N So? How was it? Should I continue? Haha. Just kidding. I will continue it no matter what since I have the next chapter already written in my copybook. Thanks for your attention. An you know what to do, right?

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