"I look so gross on that picture" Yaya pouted, making me giggle. We were sat on the sofa, looking through the Polaroid pictures we had took of each other last week on Yaya's new camera. Although it was a polariod vintage camera, it was pretty cool and it cost her quite a lot of money.

"I'm so jealous, I wish I had a camera like yours" I told her, also mimicking her pout as envy took over me. I wasn't into photography that much but I loved the idea of capturing my memories over time instantly as a polarioid camera printed them out straight away.

Yaya giggled, making her way into the kitchen to make a hot drink for herself I presumed. I fanned out the pictures upon the coffee table and laid back into the chair, stretching out my arms and letting out a yawn. It was only 8 o' clock but my body had started to shut down really early recently. I could feel my eyelids becoming heavy as I struggled to keep them open.

"Ah dammit!" I heard Yaya yell from the kitchen. I got up straight away and walked in, seeing Yaya palm her own face in complete distress.

"I forgot to return the book I borrowed from the library, the deadline was today" She spoke without me even having to ask her what was wrong. Oh great. Yaya you really are a bad timekeeper.

"Amu, would you mind?" She asked me, clutching the book to her chest. I rolled my eyes at her before my mouth curved up into a smile. Yaya had always been like this, forgetful and a bit of an airhead. I was constantly doing things for her but I didn't really mind. She was always busy doing things around the house, even tidying my room for me which I thanked her for time and time again.

"Is the library even open at this time?" I asked, seeing Yaya nod her head frantically as soon as the last word fell from my lips.

"Fine" I sighed and took the book from her hands, placing it in my own. I travelled into the lounge to grab my coat and traipsed across the large mirror hanging on the wall. I quickly examined myself, I guess I looked okay. I was wearing my favourite thin grey jumper and my pink hair was down and loose, swaying just past my shoulders. No matter what, my hair never grew. I grabbed my coat and headed out of the door, knowing I wasn't going to be long as the library wasn't that far away.


I began to walk down the road, breathing in and out forming small clouds from my mouth because of how cold it was tonight. The sky was pitch black and its only light sources were the few small stars that were surrounding it and a full moon. My hands that clutched the book to my chest soon became numb from the temperature and so I walked a little faster in order to get to library as soon as possible.

It took me around 10 minutes to walk to the library and as soon as I entered, I was greeted by warmth but as soon as I returned Yaya's book to the owner, I was back out into the cold again. Well, that didn't last long. I couldn't wait to get back and sit down by the fire, winter was definitely on its way. Ugh, Yaya owed me big time as I've done this for her. She's such a pain but I loved her...I do love Yaya...she's my best friend...but, who used to be?

I thought of him again, although it's been 3 years he's still constantly on my mind. My parents were devastated when he disappeared, they knew how much I had took to him. But, nobody was as devastated as I was. Ikuto...It's been so long since I've said that name out loud. I wish I could just see you again, see your entrancing blue eyes, your warm face and your smirk every time you used to tease me. I wonder what you look like now Ikuto...are you all grown up? Do you have a girlfriend now that you're 18 years old? Is your family okay? Why did you have to leave? There were so many things I wanted to ask him but all these questions would forever remain unanswered. I tended to get upset whenever I thought about him but also a tiny bit angry. How could he leave me after everything we had been through together as kids? Maybe he had a good reason...but I wished he'd of talked to me about whatever it was. He trusted me...right?

As I got lost in my thoughts, I failed to realise a tear fell down my cheek as I thought about him. I pulled up my sleeve and wiped it away, shaking my head as I refused to cry at the thought of him anymore. I needed to forget about him. He's moved on and so should I. 'Some friendships only last for a while, they can't last forever' I tried to tell myself but it was no use. Nothing could shake off what I was feeling at the moment and what I had been feeling for the past 3 years. Although we were only kids, I went through so much with him and it pained me just to even think about his face. I missed him...I couldn't deny that at all but...I had others now. I had Yaya and I still had Tadase. Yeah, Tadase was a good friend to me. Me and Tadase have been through a lot together too, I still remember the first time I met him when I fell over and he offered to help me up.

I smiled at the memory but no matter what I thought of, a blue haired boy would always still remain in my head. He constantly clouded up my mind and I wondered if maybe, he thought about me too. On dark, cold nights like this...does he think about me like I think about him? Maybe not...I'd at least like to wish he thought about me. Yaya didn't even know about him, before she even had a chance to meet him, he was gone. Maybe that was a good thing though...Yaya was absolutely stunning compared to me, any boy would prefer her than a pink haired mess...maybe even Ikuto. No, I instantly pushed that thought out of my head as I didn't like it at all. Because of how much I'd be thinking during my journey home, I had walked so slow that I was barely even near home yet. Ugh, I'm such an idiot. I attempted to switch off my mind in order to get home quicker as the temperature tonight felt like it was dropping even more second by second.

"Hey!" I heard a male voice shout from a distance. It was coming from behind me and so I turned to see who it was. It was a guy who was walking with two other guys on the other side of the road a bit of a distance away from me. I turned away from their direction and began walking even quicker to my destination, trying my best to ignore them.

"Aw, come on girly. Don't you wanna come have some fun with us?" The one boy called out, causing my heart to beat faster. Okay, now Yaya owes me even bigger now. I wanted to run, run all the way home so that I could escape from their sight but I was too scared to. I didn't exactly want to invite them after me even though that's what they were already doing.

I could tell they had began to walk faster themselves and had crossed to my side of the road, their shadows roaming up at the side my own. That was it for me, I ran. I ran as fast as I could in order to get away from them but of course, they started running after me just as I expected them to.

Run Amu run...I kept telling myself, I had to run even faster. They were just too fast. Should I call out for help? There was nobody else around and it was so dark. God dammit, what the hell do I do?! I could hear them calling after me, telling me to come back and that they wanted to have some fun with me. It absolutely repulsed me but at least I started to get away from them with the speed I was running at. Keep going Amu, keep going...but of course, the clumsy idiot I was I ended up tripping over onto the concrete floor, my whole body collapsing and I knew instantly that it was literally the end for me now.

I could hear their frantic footsteps getting closer and closer to me and I just awaited my fate but suddenly, the footsteps stopped. I lifted my head from the floor, wandering what was happening. I had hurt my head pretty badly from the fall and I attempted to rub it in order to soothe the pain. I was startled by a male scream from behind, and another and another. I attempted to lift myself from the floor but I couldn't. My arms ached and were more than likely bruised but I managed to flip myself over in order to see the commotion that had been caused during my fall.

As soon as I sat myself up from the floor and looked ahead, my eyes fell upon the three boys who lay on the floor absolutely lifeless. Each of their clothes stained with blood and no matter how hard the wind blew, no one of them moved. A figure soon caught my attention who I had missed during my examination on the three boys stood across from them. A tall boy, with blood dripping down his mouth and neck stood gazing down at me. I quivered in fear but something soon struck me as he walked into the light of the moon. His vibrant blue eyes reflecting the stars...his dark blue hair swaying in the wind that reached down past his strong jaw line. He lifted his hand to his pretty face, attempting to wipe the blood from his chin and opening his mouth, revealing sharp white fangs.

"I-Ikuto...?"