Authors note to answer some of my reviews- yes I do know Tsukasa has a different personality, I was just thinking that we don't see him very often in the anime so he could just be putting up a façade like amu's cool and spicy and for Aruto I was just guessing his personality.
Amu's POV-
*trill* I felt around looking for wretched thing, trying to turn it off. When I finally turned it off, the damned thing woke me up to the point where I couldn't go back to sleep. I groggily opened my eyes to see it was 6AM in the morning. Uggggg! Who would want to wake up at that time?
I guess I should introduce myself. Hello my name is Amu Hinamori a 16 year old girl with abnormal pink hair and honey golden eyes. Ever since the war ended human kind has been enslaved. I guess enslave is a little harsh, besides the fact that we are ruled by angels and demons and almost twice a month a human girl between the age 16 and 19 are chosen to be a personal maid for the two kingdoms princes, nothing is different. This year is going to be the first year I am involved with what we call the reaping. Enough about that I have to start my daily chores.
I rolled out of bed and walked over to my dresser. I ran a brush through my nappy hair, brushed my teeth and trudged down the stairs as slowly as I could because, really, who is excited about chores?
I walk into the kitchen pull out the stuff needed to make omelets. Threw the ingredients on to a pan and soon enough the aroma of omelets and bacon filed the air, I heard the creaking and groaning of the floor boards as my father got up and started walking down stairs. He walked past me and made his morning coffee as I was setting the table for breakfast. When Tsumugu broke the comfortable silence with his normal over exaggerated bird talk.
"My little sparrow is finally old enough to go to the reaping, she's going to leave her papas nest" *sniffle sniffle bursts out in tears*
he took off to the bathroom locked himself in it and stayed their muttering incoherent things about birds and despair. I just rolled my eyes at his antics and continued to eat breakfast. When I was finished I put the left overs in the fridge and cleared the table and began the task of sweeping the kitchen and living room.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
I put the broom down walking over to the door, and opened it only to be met by a mountain of man. This guy was huge he was dressed in something that you would see in a CIA movie. I looked up only for him to thrust a bright blue flyer in my face and walk away.
Flabbergasted and a little pissed I took the flyer from my face while muttering on how rude that mountain man was and read the contents of the flyer. My face went ghost white and I stood there as a sense of dread crawled up my back. My dad getting enough of his sanity back to come out of his "hiding place" (the bathroom) to see what was going on he took the paper away from me, read it and promptly fainted.
Only two thoughts swirled through my head, the reaping is tomorrow….. Fuck my life.
