~Introduction~

Here is the next chapter of Musical Love. I hope everybody enjoyed the prologue. I worked really hard on that. Anyway, this chapter will jump ahead a semester. It will basically be like the one shot just in more detail. *cough* I promise these introductions will not be as long as the last one. I needed to explain a lot of stuff at the beginning. Anyway, here is the next installment of Musical Love.

~Chapter 1 – An Unplanned Meeting~

Soft, little hands gently put away the clarinet parts into the clarinet case. The pinkette had just finished her private lesson with the clarinet professor. She smiled as she thought about heading home for the holidays. It was the end of the semester. Amu was just finishing her last classes before heading home. The clarinet professor chuckled as he spotted her happy expression. He had known his pupil was exciting about going home. Most of the first year college students were excited about going home.

"Remember to practice your piece as well, Amu. You don't need to get behind."

"Of course," she stated. "I'll practice whenever possible."

"That's a good student," he said chuckling.

Amu smiled at her professor. She slung the white clarinet case over her shoulder while walking out of the room. She had one more thing to do today before calling her father to head home. Amu had taken a small job of teaching middle/high school students the clarinet. She didn't mind the job. She enjoyed it. Plus, $5.00 per hour was not bad for a college student like herself. She hummed the solo clarinet piece as she walked to her dorm to drop off odd, annoying books.

~Scene Break~

Dropping the books on the desk, Amu managed to make a huge sound ring through the dorm room. A groan was heard under some blankets on the other bed. She giggled and ripped the covers off of them. A short haired brunette yawned as she rubbed her eyes.

"Wakey, Wakey," giggled Amu. "It's nearly noon."

"Class in an hour," yawned the girl. "I guess I should get ready to go. What are you doing right now Amu? I could use some … lunch …"

"I would love the offer; however, I have to teach the students at the local school district today. Sorry, Mina," she explained, apologizing.

Mina nodded as her bright green eyes seemed to awaken. They shined a brilliantly color as the girl slowly crawled out of bed. Amu just rolled her eyes at the slow moving girl. She had always been like this. Mina scheduled her classes later in the evening, so she can sleep in to at least noon. It just so happened that the schedule did work out like that this semester.

"Well, I'm leaving," Amu stated, picking some lesson books up. "I'll be back in a few hours. Don't do anything stupid. Kay?"

"Kay," Mina answered groggily. "Go somewhere for something to eat before you leave."

"Deal," she said, running out of the dorm room. "Bye!"

Mina chuckled as she watched her new found friend run out of the room. Amu was interesting. She always tried her hardest to be the best that she can be, plus her fashion sense was amazing. Mina appreciated her lot more because of that reason alone. She waved bye as Amu disappeared for her low wage job.

~Scene Break~

Amu quietly walked into the band room. She heard music coming from one of the practice rooms. It was beautiful. It sounded like a violin. She closed her eyes and listened to the music until another violin started to play. She sighed as it was over.

Somebody must be teaching the violin students, she thought. Extra practice doesn't hurt.

She continued to the band room part of the big room. She always held her lessons where the stands resided in the room. It was easier for the students to hold their music. Sitting down, she realized her first student was not going to be there for another ten minutes. The pinkette groaned. She was always really early. She just practiced her clarinet until the first student had got there. Zipping open the case, she heard the violin play again. Amu blinked. She recognized that song. She learned it for clarinet. Putting the clarinet together quickly, she started to play along with the violin. The violin stopped as she started to play. Amu sighed as she realized they didn't like her to play along with them.

"Something wrong, Amu?" asked the high school band director.

Amu looked at the woman. She was twenty seven. The pinkette shook her head. Ms. Shuty had a knack of knowing if something was wrong. The honey brown eyes looked into Ms. Shuty's hazel ones. Amu just shook her head.

"It's nothing," she answered. "I just know that song the violin person was playing."

The director blinked. Her eyes widen as she realized Amu hasn't met the new afterschool violin tutor. She walked to the particular room, knocked on the door, and walked in the room. After a few minutes, she walked back out. Amu raised an eyebrow. She had a feeling that in the next five minutes, she was not getting any practice done before the holidays.

"He said he'll be out in a minute. His student's time is almost over," explained Ms. Shut as she walked into her office.

Amu nodded as she played with her clarinet keys. It was a bad habit for a clarinet player, but she would click the keys when nervous. She was always nervous to meet new people. Ms. Shuty just chuckled as she saw the college student click the keys on her clarinet. She would normally yell at her students for doing the exact same thing, but Amu wasn't her student. She really couldn't say anything about her bad habit.

~Scene Break~

Nearly three minutes later, the door to the back room opened. A young girl, the age of thirteen, skipped out of the room. A violin was attached to her shoulder. She waved bye to her instructor as her mother came to pick her up. Amu watched the teenage girl leave. A young man walked out of the room. His navy blue hair gleamed as the light (from the ceiling) hit the familiar colored hair. A white button up shirt and black dress pants were what the man wore. Black dress shoes completed the look. A black violin case was thrown over his shoulder. Honey brown eyes waited for the man to turn around. After a few minutes, he turned around. Amu gasped as she almost dropped her clarinet to the floor. She grabbed it in mid-fall.

"Amu?" a tenor voice questioned. "Is that you?"

"N-n-n-no," she stuttered. "You must have mistaken me for someone else."

She was afraid to look up. If she did, she knew that he would recognize her. Amu didn't want that. She didn't want Ikuto to see her. She didn't want him to see how much she hurt from him leaving. She was hurt because he never kept his promise about coming back to make her fall in love with him. The tenor voice sighed.

"Sorry," he said. "I thought you were somebody else."

"It's okay," she whispered. "It happens all the time."

She sat up as he started walking into Ms. Shuty's office. He must have wanted to tell her that his student had left. Honey brown eyes stared sadly at the floor. Why couldn't she have told him that it really was her? Why didn't she have the courage? The hairs stood on the back of her neck as she felt somebody breathe behind her. The girl carefully turned her head. Blue eyes shined as he smirked at the trembling girl.

"Hello Amu," he purred in almost satisfaction. "Thought you would fool me, huh?"

"It was worth a try, I-I-Ikuto," she managed to gasp his name out. "How have you been?"

Ikuto shrugged as he sat in the chair next to her. Amu tried to move farther away from him, but she would have fallen off the chair if she went any farther away. Ikuto chuckled at her movement. She was trying to avoid him like the plague. He smiled a cat like grin at the nervous eighteen years old.

"Something wrong, Amu?"

"N-n-no," she said.

"Good," he whispered in her ear.

~Conclusion~

That is the end of Chapter 1: An Unplanned Meeting. I hope you enjoyed it! :3 I thank people for the favorites of the story, but I want (need) reviews. They are my inspiration. Four pages in length for a chapter. Not bad if I do say so myself. Anyway, I hope I will get more reviews this time around, since the story actually starts with this chapter. The prologue was just to show that Amu really could play the clarinet if she really wanted too. Finally, the chapters get better from here. Ikuto's personality hasn't really all that changed. He's still a pervert (to Amu anyway). He has become slightly more of a gentleman. He won't sneak into her room anymore. He still has some traits as a cat. It's more fun that way.

Thanks for reading!

~ Tabby