(A/N: Sorry, I forgot to say that I don't own Shugo Chara. I'm still new at this Thank you so much for all your wonderful reviews! There will be more chapters and I will try to update everyday if I can. Please review!)

Chapter 2

Amu lay wide awake on her bed, staring up at the ceiling. Her heart was racing in her chest and it almost caused her pain. Her Chara were sound asleep in their eggs. Lucky them. All Amu could think about was the boy. Suzuki Ikuto. Cute, cute, Suzuki Ikuto. Suzuki Ikuto, the boy that made her heart race. Amu shook her head and sat up. She hardly knew this boy, so how could she feel this way about him?

There was another problem. Amu really, really wanted to see him again. Amu sighed. That's probably impossible, she thought. What are the chances of meeting him again?

Amu got up from her bed and walked over to her mirror and looked at herself. Even though she hadn't fallen asleep yet, her hair had become a messy and unappealing. Amu thought about brushing it, but decided against it. She would just get it messy again anyway when she slept… that is, if she slept.

Then a thought entered her mind. Would she tell her friends about him? Should she tell her friends about him?

Ikuto dialed the number and waited impatiently.

"Hello?" the voice on the other line said. Ikuto smiled.

"Utau, it's me Ikuto."

"Ikuto? Okay, a little unusual that you would call me."

"Yes, well, I needed to talk to you. It's about your boyfriend's friends."

"Kukai's friends?"

"Do you have more than one boyfriend?"

"Shut up, Ikuto! What about his friends?"

"Does he know a Hinamori Amu?" It wouldn't hurt to confirm everything. Who knows, maybe there was another Kukai who was dating a different pop star who happened to be named Hoshina Utau and who had a brother with the surname of Tsukiyomi and who happened to be a famous young, and cute, violinist that played in an orchestra. There was still a chance of that.

Ikuto also wanted to know if Kukai had a friend named Hotori Tadase, but he would take one step at a time.

"Yes, I think so. I think I might've met her once or twice before, but Kukai does like to speak of his friends. I'm pretty sure there's one named Hinamori Amu. Why?"

Ikuto smiled. "No reason. I just wanted to know." He hung up the phone and kept on smiling. So fate really did want him to get to know this girl. What were the odds that this girl was his sister's boyfriend's friend? He scrolled down his contacts list until he reached Souma Kukai and then Ikuto smirked. He needed to have a little chat with his sister's boyfriend.

Amu looked up from her book to see her phone buzzing. Someone was calling her.

Amu looked at the number. Unknown caller. Who could it be? Amu answered the phone.

"Hello?" she said.

"Hello, Amu. Miss me?" a voice said. Amu's eyes widened. Who was she talking to?

"W-who are you? How do you know my name?"

"Really? Did you forget me already? It was only last night that we met, Amu. Are you really that forgetful? And I thought that you'd miss me…" What the person said dawned on her.

"IKUTO?" Amu exclaimed.

"Yes?" the voice said innocently. "I guess I was mistaken, maybe you did miss me."

Amu felt her face turn red. "W-why would I miss you?"

Ikuto didn't respond to her question, he just chuckled. "Would you like to go out on a date with me?"

Amu was blushing furiously. A date. Suzuki Ikuto was asking her, Hinamori Amu on a date. She should say no, she hardly knew him. She should say that, but she didn't.

"Sure, I guess, I mean it's no big deal. When?"

She heard him snicker over the phone. "Friday at eight. Or is that too late for you?"

"It's fine," Amu snapped back through gritted teeth. How could she go out with a guy that irritated her so much?

"Would you like me to pick you up at your house? Or would you rather meet me somewhere, instead?"

Amu thought for a moment. He could either go to her house and her father would fall into hysterics or she could meet him somewhere else without her parents knowing who it was that was taking her out on a date. There was no competition. "We should meet somewhere. Um… how about the ice cream place? The one you took me yesterday? We could meet there."

"Are you getting excited, Amu?"

Damn him. "No! I'm not!" She could hear another snicker.

"Of course you're not," he said sarcastically.

"Shut up!"

"I have to go. See you then, Amu…" She heard the beep signifying that the call had ended and Amu slowly closed her phone. Everything was becoming clearer. She had a date with Ikuto. Ikuto. Ikuto!

Ikuto smiled into the mirror. He was having his first date. God, was he pathetic. Having a first date at the age of twenty-two.

"You're not getting all gussies up-nya?" Yoru asked, floating beside Ikuto.

"No. It's only a first date."

"Oh. By the way-nya, I think she's pretty nice-nya." Ikuto nodded, half ignoring Yoru. "Ikuto-nya, should I come with you-nya?" Ikuto paused. Should Yoru go with him. A smile crept onto Ikuto's face.

"No… No, you should stay here."

"Aw! Okay-nya…"

"I don't know what time I'll be back Yoru, so don't get worried."

"Okay-nya."

Ikuto checked his watch. It was seven-thirty. Might as well go now.

Before he left, Ikuto put on his hoodie and sun glasses. He had decided to wear them on the date. He wouldn't give Amu the pleasure of knowing who he really was just yet.

Ikuto walked down the streets towards the ice-cream shop, wondering if the age difference was a problem. Twenty-two and seventeen… that was five years. No, it wasn't a problem. At least not to him. Anyway, age is but a number.

He turned the corner to see the ice-cream shop in full view. That's when he saw her. She was wearing a very cute purple top and skinny jeans. So… so… cute! Her hair was let down and she kept looking frantically at her watch. He looked at his. It was still five minutes to eight.

Ikuto smirked. He wasn't going to let this one go. He would tease her about this. Of course he would. But first…

Ikuto swiftly made his way, unnoticed, behind Amu and wrapped his strong arms around her waist, causing her to almost jump. She whipped her head behind her to see Ikuto there, staring back at her.

"Was my Amu waiting impatiently for our date to begin?" he whispered, almost laughing.

Amu blushed violently. "N-no! W-what would make y-you say that? A-and SINCE WHEN AM I YOUR AMU?" Ikuto was laughing softly, which made her blush more. "L-let go of me!"

Ikuto let go of her obediently. "How long do I have you until? I'm expecting a curfew from my little teenager."

"S-shut up!" she yelled, blushing even more. Then she added in a smaller voice. "Eleven…"

Ikuto sighed and leaned in close to her and whispered, before she could step back, "That's too bad, Amu… I was hoping that I would have you all to myself for longer…" She was speechless. Her eyes wide, her face bright red. This girl is wonderful, thought Ikuto as he leaned back. "Shall we go?"

Amu nodded slightly, clearly still dazed, and she followed Ikuto as he led her somewhere other than the ice-cream shop.

"Where are we going?" she finally asked.

"Somewhere special."

"Where are we going?" she repeated, louder and harsher.

Ikuto sighed. "You really like to pester people."

"NO I DON'T!" she yelled, blushing again. Ikuto smirked and took her hand. "W-what are you doing?" She sounded confused.

"I'm holding your hand. Are you a blind little teenager?"

"NO! I meant why are you holding my hand?" She was really too much fun. Ikuto looked at her with a smile.

"Would you rather I carry you? That could be arranged, unless you weigh a lot."

"I DON'T WEIGH A LOT! A-AND I DON'T WANT YOU TO CARRY ME!" Amu's face was every shade of red imaginable. Ikuto laughed, causing her to blush more.

"Okay, then. We're here."

Amu looked at the place that Ikuto was pointing at with his free hand.

"Oh… my…"

(A/N: Yes, I know this was very short, especially compared to my first chapter. I'm trying to update as fast as I can and I might even update another story today. Maybe. I am continuing this!)