So I actually wrote this story a while back and I had so much positive feedback and people wanting me to write more of it but my account ended up deleting it for no actual reason so now I'm bringing it back and rewriting it from scratch wooooo! There are going to be many chapters so if you liked the first chapter, please follow, favourite and review as it will really encourage me. I never liked the idea of Ikuto being so much older than Amu which is why I only made him 2 years older so it's less weird haha. Thanks for reading, I'll try my best to update regularly xo
I'm Amu Hinamori, a 16 year old girl who lives with her best friend Yaya Yuiki. I've lived with her for a few months now and although I'm young, I still visit my parents frequently and decided to live with my 17 year old best friend as my parents described me as 'growing up into a fine young woman'. Of course this made me giggle as I was a pathetic excuse for a girl but having my own responsibilities and looking after myself made me feel good.
Although Yaya was older than me, I spent most of my time looking after her instead as I wouldn't exactly describe her personality as a mature one but I didn't mind. Yaya was my best friend after all and has been since...well, she hasn't always been my best friend. I met Yaya in the 5th grade when I was 10 years old and we didn't exactly become best friends instantly. Of course, it took some time but it wasn't because we didn't get along...I had my whole attention span aimed upon someone else. Someone I'd see every single day and I would literally count down every second until the moment he said he'd appear.
Ikuto Tsukiyomi was my best friend back when I was 8 years old. I met him when I was on a picnic with my parents at the park one day. I could remember it so clearly like it was just yesterday. I sat down with my parents, gazing at the clouds for a while and decided to explore. My mother tied up my pink bubblegum hair into pigtails and I wandered around the fields all by myself. I felt so grown up back then and it was great that my parents trusted me to be on my own. I had been quite mature for my age but it didn't mean I liked to have fun and explore every once in a while.
I stood at the bottom of a hill, seeing a small figure sitting on top of it. I gazed up at them, attempting to climb the hill to get a closer look at them. Nobody else was around so I wandered why there were all alone on top of a hill like this.
"H-hello" I stuttered, standing behind the figure who had their back to me. They slowly turned their head, revealing their face and I froze in my spot as I gazed upon them.
It was a boy, no older than 10 years old with vibrant blue hair. He was such a pretty boy, his face was warm but his eyes were so sad. His expression remained blank as he looked up and down at me. Although he seemed quite startled at my presence, I held my hand out to him; offering him assistance to help him get up from the floor.
"Are you okay?" I asked him, our eyes still locked on each other. I wondered where his parents were. Why was this boy all alone? Did he even have any family?
"Hello" He greeted me, interrupting my thoughts. His voice was soft and angelic, it was almost too warm for a boy this young. I began to be entranced by his stare, his ocean blue eyes looking into my honey ones, it was like he was looking deep down inside of me somehow.
He soon took my hand but instead of getting up like I was expecting to, he pulled me down onto the ground with him. He smirked at my reaction to the unexpected and that was it. We talked for a while as we watched the sunset together and he became a good friend of mine.
I never knew where Ikuto lived though. He told me he lived in a big house somewhere with his mother, father and his sister. He'd come and visit me at my house everyday though. I told him where I lived and every morning he would come to my house and we'd go to the park together. My parents took to him immediately and they all trusted him to take care of me. My parents loved Ikuto and even invited him over sometimes for dinner but he would refuse. Ikuto was so mature for his age and always stated he didn't want to intrude our dinner time but he would still come up to my room and we'd play games together. This happened for quite a few years. Of course my father didn't take to this easily but I was surprised at how much my father ended up liking him.
However, a tragic accident happened when I turned 10. There was a fire in our house and my parents tried their best to save me but they couldn't. I was stuck in my bedroom upstairs and there was no way of escaping. I could hear my mother yelling my name and crying but I couldn't even yell out myself because of how much smoke there was. All I remember is being carried outside after a while in Ikuto's arms. My mother and father were outside and they ran toward us as soon as he came out of the house. I don't even know how Ikuto got there so fast and how the hell he saved me but he did. I knew from then on I literally owed my life to him and I wanted to do anything to make it up to him. Of course after that, me and my family had to find a new house and luckily it wasn't far from where we used to live. Ikuto still came to visit me in my new house everyday and I always waited for him on my doorstep because I always knew he'd never let me down.
One day, when I was waiting for Ikuto to come for me one morning; I tripped over and was helped up by a blonde haired boy called Tadase Hotori. He smiled at me and told me he had recently moved in a house nearby. He was a very handsome boy who I took to instantly. He was very friendly and said I was welcome to come over his house anytime. However, as we were talking I was pulled back by somebody away from Tadase. It was Ikuto and he didn't look very happy at the sight of him. He looked disgusted although I tried to introduce them. I don't think Tadase liked Ikuto very much either, to this very day I never knew why they found it so difficult to get along with each other.
Tadase ended up being in my class when I was in school and he was introduced as the 'new boy'. Of course all the girls swooned over him, including Yaya but Tadase never seemed to be interested in any of them. He always sat by me in class and we spoke to eachother everyday at school. After school, Ikuto would always wait outside for me by the school gates and of course, all the girls swooned over him too. My classmates would always ask me about Ikuto and how I knew someone 'so beautiful'. But, this made me realise how little I knew about him. We had been friends for a while, a long while and he was still so mysterious but that was one of the things I loved about him. He wasn't like any other boy I had met.
When I was 11 years old and Ikuto had recently turned 13, winter came and there was a lot of snow that year. This didn't stop Ikuto coming to see me everyday though, I don't think anything would've stopped him. We made snowmen together and threw snow at eachother until the sky turned black. We would play together for hours although it only seemed like minutes to me. We lay on the blanket of snow on the ground and we would try to catch snowflakes together with our hands as they lightly fell down from the sky.
"Ikuto, we'll be friends forever right?" I asked him, causing him to lift his eyebrow as if I had asked a dumb question. He smiled and closed his eyes before laying his arms behind his head.
"Of course we will" He told me, soon opening his eyes and leaning his head on one hand to gaze down at me. Our eyes locked again as I lifted myself off the ground to stare back at him. I smiled at him before flinging my arms around him, causing us both to fall on the floor. He smirked at my unexpected hug and placed his arms around me too. I could feel his hand gently stroking my pink hair from behind and I couldn't but smile at the feeling.
Whenever my parents would argue, I would always turn to Ikuto. He would take me out to the park to get away from it all and he'd comfort me as much as he could. It was weird what I felt for him. I would always have butterflies in my stomach whenever I saw him and I had never experienced this feeling before. It was weird. I really didn't know what I'd do without him. Although I had other friends at school, he was the only one who I felt was dedicated to me and would always be there for me.
However, one day my world totally fell apart. I waited for Ikuto to come for me one morning but he never did. I waited...and waited...but nothing. I didn't hear from him or see him for the first time in a long while. I was worried about him and I felt lost not seeing him for a whole day. The next day, I waited again...and again. He never showed up. I didn't even know where he lived so I couldn't even go to see him myself. I just had to keep waiting and waiting. A whole week flew by, not one word from him. I didn't eat much and I couldn't sleep. Where was he? Didn't he care about me anymore? Had he found another friend who had replaced me?
Finally, one morning I saw him. He stood outside my house and he looked so sad. I looked out my window and jumped up and down with glee at the sight of him. I ran outside and I flung my arms around him. I clung to him like there was no tomorrow but he didn't hug me back. He was acting so strange and I was so worried about him.
"Where have you been Ikuto? I've missed you" I said with pure sadness in my voice. I let go of him and looked up at him because he was so much taller than me now. He wouldn't look at me. He couldn't even look me in the eye as he spoke.
"Amu, we can't be friends anymore" He told me with a heavy heart. My arms dropped to my side and my expression turned blank, "I'm sorry. You won't ever see me again".
He gave me one last hug before saying goodbye and turning his back to me, soon walking away. I was left standing on the pathway in complete sorrow as I watched him disappear into the distance. I could feel my heart breaking in my chest and the tears began to make their way down my pale cheeks.
"I-Ikuto.." I began, my voice stuttering from how much I had began to cry. I mindlessly ran after him in the direction he headed but there was no sign of him. I closed my eyes as I ran. No...this can't be happening. This is just a bad dream. I wasn't losing my best friend...I couldn't.
I was running so fast that I ended up tripping over and hurting my knee. I sat up on the floor and looked ahead in the direction he had headed but there was still no sign of him. I breathed heavily as more of my teardrops fell upon the skin of my hands which were severely clutching the ground. That was it, I never heard from him again. Ikuto had just...gone.