"This can't be happening, this can't be happening," I muttered pacing around my room. I kept glancing at the clock wondering when the first ghost would appear. I sighed and took a deep breath. "It's going to be okay Amu," I told myself. "It's going to be okay."
"What's going to be okay?" I Jumped at the new voice and grabbed my clock to throw at it. A small chara was floating behind me. He was wearing black pants and a white shirt with a black tie and a black beret.
"Oh it's just a chara," I sighed walking over to him. "What can I do for you?" I smiled and reached out to pat his head, but my hand went right throw him. I screamed and fell backwards onto the bed.
"My name is Koichi," He told me smiling. "The ghost of Valentines Days past." I stared at him shocked.
"G-Go away!" I squeaked. "Sh-Shoo!" He frowned and flew up close to me making my face turn white.
"But I'm here to help you Amu-chan," He told me. "Tonight you will be shown things from your past, present, and future." I nodded still deathly afraid of the chara.
"Why?" I asked curiously. He simply smiled.
"Amu-chan you've been going about a few things the wrong way," He said simply. "And we're going to correct them." I opened my mouth to ask something else but suddenly my room disappeared and a playground was in front of me.
"Where are we?!" I demanded looking around wildly. Koichi laughed.
"This is your old school Amu-chan," He told me. "You went here when you were six I believe." I nodded and looked around to see all the kids running around. Then I spotted a small girl with pink hair in pigtails.
"That's me!" I exclaimed in surprise. Koichi nodded and we walked over to the younger me. I was swinging alone with no one else around.
"Amu-chan you were always shy so you never really expressed your true feelings," Koichi told me. "You've never given anyone a Valentines Day gift." I nodded and looked around recognizing all the kids I used to know.
"Do you think Hinamori-san would like some of my chocolates?" I suddenly heard. I glanced over my shoulder at a couple of boys. They were looking at the younger me curiously.
"Nah she probably doesn't like little chocolates like these," One of the other boys said. "She probably eats gourmet chocolates." I watched them as they walked off.
" 'Of course she's too Cool N' Spicy for Valentines Day,' " Younger me murmured. " 'She wouldn't give any of us chocolates.' " She sighed and stared down at the ground unhappily.
"You were very unhappy when days like Valentines Day and birthdays came around," Koichi commented. "Since you could never express your feelings you didn't make a lot of friends." I nodded and then suddenly everything was spinning and I was standing in my old room.
"What year is this?" I asked looking around. I walked over to my night stand and picked up a book.
"This is when you were eleven," Koichi told me. "A year before you moved." I nodded and jumped when the door opened.
"I hate this!" The girl exclaimed slamming the door. Once again it was just a younger me. The younger me flopped on the bed with tears rolling down her face.
"This was when the very first boy you ever liked started dating someone else," Koichi explained, while I watched my younger self in shock. "You were crushed and upset because you never admitted it." I nodded slowly.
"I'm still like that," I muttered. "Why can't I change?" He simply smiled at me.
"That's what our jobs are," He told me. "To change poor shy Amu-chan." He snapped and then the room suddenly changed again. Now I was standing in an unfamiliar room. I heard muffled sniffing and I looked around curiously.
"Ikuto-san?" I whirled around to see the door open and a young looking blonde woman enter with a blonde little girl clinging to her dress.
"Ikuto?" I asked in surprise. "And that's Utau?" Koichi nodded.
"What do you want?" I glanced over my shoulder to see a little blue haired boy stand up from next to the bed. It was Ikuto. He couldn't have been older than ten.
"It's time for school," The woman told him. I think she was his mom.
"I'm not going," Ikuto told her sitting down on the bed. She looked at him confused.
"Why?" She asked. "Are you not feeling well?" Ikuto sniffed.
"It's Valentines Day," He growled. "That's why."
"Oh," His mom smiled. "I'm sure some nice little girl would give you something, don't worry."
"That's exactly why I don't want to go," Ikuto muttered glaring at Utau, who was clutching a box of chocolates. "I don't want anyone's gifts. Love is a stupid emotion." I stared at him in surprise.
"Ikuto was hurt at a young age," Koichi told me quietly. "His father left his family. That's the reason he doesn't like love, because his father always said he loved his mother." I nodded slowly and then the room disappeared and I was back in my own room.
"Huh?" I looked around surprised. "That's all? It's over?" Koichi smiled.
"Not yet Amu-chan," He said smiling mischievously. "There are still two more ghosts." He took off his beret and bowed. "It was a pleasure meeting you," He said happily and then disappeared into thin air. I gulped nervously. Two more? I thought. Please let them be as nice as him.