Gakuen Seiyo

Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara or Gakuen Alice.

Summary: Hinamori Amu, a devil that goes to Gakuen Seiyo as a transfer student. She becomes friends with the students with the most powerful types of Alice. She puts on a cool façade around everyone during class, but after school, it's always the same. Amu's bullied by the higher ups that happen to like Natsume, Ruka, Kukai, and Ikuto. She isn't allowed to fight back with her Alice, until one day, she loses all her patience and unleashes her Alice, almost killing one student. What will happen because of her actions? Happens later… like a lot later in the story.

Recap: Oh, well, anything to help my new friend. Sorry Ikuto. Psh, yeah right.

-Normal Point of View-

"Are you serious, Tsukiyomi?" Amu demanded. "You're showing me you're dormitory? Are you trying to waste my precious time or what?"

"What is a better way to spend your time than with someone like me? And you should address me as Ikuto instead of Tsukiyomi. Tsukiyomi sounds so cold coming out from your mouth." he smirked.

"Ugh, you disgust me. And it'll be a good thing that I say your name coldly. Just how I want it. Now, as I've said before, just hurry up with this. I don't need to waste my time anymore than I already have, just talking to you." Amu retorted. Utau sighed loudly and Amu shot her an apologetic look.

"Okay, keep your hair on woman. I'll just introduce you to the people that I…" Ikuto seemed to be looking for a certain word, but was not successful, "…live with, if you will." He waved his hand at Amu and Utau to signal them to follow him.

When they were in Ikuto's dorm, Utau walked calmly to the single desk and sat in the chair, but Amu's jaw hit the floor. "What's with that look?" Ikuto asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"Really, Tsukiyomi? Did you just ask me what's wrong?" Amu nearly screeched the last half of her words. Ikuto tried to protest that he didn't say that but Amu held up a hand in his face to silence him. She couldn't even bear to look at the bed, much less the floor. The beds were all messy with the quilts rumpled in some messy ball; the students obviously not bothering to remake it. Some pillows were lying on the ground, one even by the bathroom door. The ground was—and unfortunately is and will be—scattered with pencils and paper, socks and shirts. Only one corner of the room was left sparkling clean, and it was heaven to Amu. But she quickly turned back to Ikuto. "I'll tell you what's wrong: the floor is just… bleh. The beds are all messy and the whole entire room is disgusting! Just this bed is perfect!" She spread out her arms and fell onto the neat bed.

Just then, a feminine voice spoke, and it wasn't Utau. "Amu? Utau? What are you doing in my dorm room?" Amu propped herself up on one elbow to see who was talking.

She almost fell back on the mattress when she saw Mikan standing next to Ikuto with a questioning look on her face. "That guy brought me here!" Amu immediately said, pointing to Ikuto. "He stated that he was going to show me around, but in the end, took me here."

"Didn't you know where we were going when we were outside walking here?" Ikuto said.

"Y-yeah, I just didn't want to say anything 'cause I thought you were really showing me around," Amu defended herself.

"Then what about when we entered the dormitory?"

"Still the same reason and thought."

"Okay!" Mikan shouted. She looked at Utau for help, but she merely shrugged. Seeing that she wasn't going to do anything, Mikan continued, "Stop fighting and tell me what's going on right now."

Amu opened her mouth to speak, but another voice joined in. "Whoa Ikuto, what's with this party?" Kukai popped up behind Mikan and went to one of the lower bunk beds. "So, what's happenin'?"

"Yes, please do tell," yet another person entered the conversation. It turned out to be Kairi Sanjo. He was reading a book, even when he was talking.

"Hey!" Amu exclaimed, "You're the one that was in the Main Office!"

Kairi glanced up from his book and gave a nod to Amu. "Yes, and you're the one who came to get your key at about…" he looked at his watch on his hand, "24 minutes ago. Right, Hinamori Amu-san?" Amu nodded, astonished at his accuracy.

"Quit showing off, Kairi," Ikuto chided, slapping him on the back lightly.

"I'm not, just stating a fact."

"Guys, come on, " Mikan interrupted again. "Amu, just explain what happened. From the beginning, please."

"Okay, but I have a question I'd like you to answer first," Amu said.

"Well then, let's hear it." Mikan leaned forward, awaiting the question.

"Are you living in this dorm?"

Mikan sweat dropped. She had expected this to be important. "Well, yes. Why?"

"I… I just…." Amu wavered off, but then said, "How can you live with this? It's so cluttered and messy!"

Mikan smiled and went over to sit on the corner of her bed. "You just have to adapt. Don't worry, I freaked out when I figured who I was going to live with." Then she changed topics, "Now, your story, please."

"You sure are persistent, aren't you, Mikan." Either way, Amu told her story and they listened. She began from when she met Ikuto after retrieving her keys. He had talked with her a while until she became a little annoyed because he still hadn't left yet. He had pestered her until she finally reached her room, and that was when she stormed in. She then ended up following Ikuto with Utau to where she was currently: Mikan's room. "There, end of story," Amu announced.

"Hey, you know, this is also my room," Ikuto said. Amu shot him a disgusted look and rolled her eyes.

"You can't even clean up after yourself and you go telling me what I should say? Maybe I'll change it after you fix this mess." Amu said, with a little annoyance.

"Hey!" Kukai complained, "That's most of my stuff!"

"Well, at least now you know that you should clean this up!" Utau shot back at him.

"Besides, is that your pillow?" Amu intervened, pointing to the one by the bathroom door.

Kukai looked offended, "Of course, how could it not be?"

She decided to ignore this question. "Then tell me: what on earth is it doing over there?"

"What? Is it now illegal that I can't hug my pillow across the room because I'm just so sleepy?"

"Kukai," Utau said exasperatedly, "You are a boy!"

He shrugged, "So? No need to be so stereotypical. There's nothing wrong with boys hugging pillows. Right, Ikuto, Kairi?" He went over and hung his arms over the two boys' neck. Ikuto nodded with support, but Kairi ignored him and pushed his arm off, causing Kukai to yell in surprise.

"Stop it; I need to study for my test in two days." Kairi walked to the desk and asked Utau, "Would you mind if I use the desk in the mean time?"

"Nah, Amu and I should go anyways. I have to finish a whole ton of homework." Utau stood up and took Amu by the wrist. "Come on, Amu, we mustn't take too long. I need you to help." She began herding Amu out the door like she was some puppy resisting to go somewhere.

"I thought you said that you had nothing else better to do and followed me?" Amu gave her friend a sideways look.

"Did you want to come here by yourself with Ikuto then?" Utau asked mischievously.

"Okay, yeah, let's go then," Amu ran a hand through her hair and sighed loudly. She went out the door and Utau followed leaving the rest in silence.

"I think I'll go and join them," Mikan said out of the blue. She got up from her bed and left. The boys simply stared at each other, shrugged, and went to do what they needed to do.

-Amu's Point of View-

"Okay, what do you need help with?" I asked Utau. We had just arrived in the room and Hyuuga and Ruka are gone. Now I'm helping Utau with her homework. I don't even know why I agreed. We're learning trigonometry through the use of a textbook, and its okay I guess. I mean, I understand most of it; it was Tsukiyomi teaching the rest of the class, but I skipped ahead. Unfortunately, I suck at explaining things and if I help Utau, she's going to have an even harder time understanding in class. Utau pointed to number 12 and I looked at the question. Interesting, I doubt I can explain this properly. "Okay…" I began, "So first of all, you have to do this…" and I guided her through the problems that she didn't understand and she soon completed all her homework, which was really just six other questions.

I heard a knock on the door and I looked at Utau. "Did you tell invite anyone over?" Utau shook her head, looking confused. I went up to the door and opened it. It was Mikan. "Mikan? What are you doing here? I thought you were in your room," I said, obviously surprised.

"What, I can't come here? I'm bored and all that the boys do is kick Kukai's soccer ball and Kairi's studying for his test." Mikan looked at me with a bored expression.

"Then let's go shopping!" Utau exclaimed. I looked at her, and then at my watch. It read 5:26:13.

She seemed to be able to read my mind. "Don't worry, we're allowed to leave the dorm at the most of 15 minutes earlier. I'm betting Natsume and Ruka left already and are outside somewhere." She grabbed her wallet, but stopped, seeing me hesitate. "Come on Amu, no need to follow the rules so strictly. Trust me, when you get outside, there'll be plenty of students out there, shopping, eating, whatever. Right, Mikan?" Mikan nodded, so I consented. We all brought our wallets and a small bag or purse. I'd prefer to call it a bag, just my opinion.

Utau's words held true; there were tons of people milling about the fountain and streets of the academy grounds. "Exactly how far does this school property stretch?" I asked.

Mikan shrugged, "Not that far, I think. Just about 3 miles on each side." I stared at her. Not that much? I thought. Man, that is a lot, to me, at least. Probably because I live in such a small neighborhood that I'm not used to that much property. Anyways, we went to this really nice shop that sells school utensils and such. I bought some pencils, pens, and there was this eraser that allowed you to erase something by just wiping your finger across the paper. Since it was really thin—like paper thin—I didn't bother with it. But Mikan bought it and I asked her why she would want something like that. She explained that all you have to do is stick the eraser on your finger tip and just go over whatever you want to erase; as long as what you're getting rid of can be erased by a regular eraser. And the good thing about it is that it won't get smaller, so in other words, it eternal.

Utau dragged Mikan and me to a clothing store because she insisted that my clothes were too plain to be worn when we unpacked by suitcase. I argued that we had a school uniform that we have to wear. But it turned out that on weekends—or whenever we don't have school, really—it isn't required to wear the uniform. So I had to go with her for the sake of not getting into a fight. It was, honestly, not a good time for me. Utau and Mikan stuffed me into dresses and skirts, right after I insisted quite firmly that I absolutely hate those things. Instead, I got t-shirts and jeans. All the while, without me noticing, the other two were still picking out dresses and skirts—for me. At the checkout line, I paid for my things and Utau and Mikan paid for theirs'. Back at the my dorm room, they forced me into all the dresses they had bought. When I refused to wear one that was extremely frilly, Mikan began"tearing up" because she bought it especially for me, and now it would be a waste. But Utau decided to blackmail me with someone I didn't even know. Her exact words were, "Amu, if you don't wear the dress that Mikan paid for, then I will Tadase Hotori that you've had a crush on him ever since you've heard of him."

I sputtered and said, "WHAT?! I don't even know who he is! You can't do that!"

Utau smirked at me, which shocked me, because I called that a Tsukiyomi smirk. "Well, then, wear the dress."

I glared at her and let out an annoyed breath. "Fine."

Utau and Mikan clapped their hands together and smiled. "Go ahead then" I sighed and slipped into the dress. It was tight around the upper half, almost squashing my lungs. It was layered with a periwinkle silk, lined with black lace on each layer. The front of the dress ended a little below my knees, and the rest trailed to the floor, making a two inch train. It was short-sleeved, poofing at the shoulders with a light blue translucent mesh-like fabric. Mikan gasped and jumped up and down. I stared emotionlessly at her, wondering what the heck was wrong with her.

"Oh my gosh! Amu! You look so pretty!" She gushed, walking around me in a circle; Utau nodding at me, as if she were approving of how it looked, which she most likely was doing.

"Okay, take that off and try this dress. That one doesn't really suit your personality, in my opinion. This one's a little less fancy," Utau commanded me. I sighed and got out of the current dress. I put on the next dress. It was a simple white dress, with beige swirls on the corset area. Though it looked like a corset, it was much looser and gave you room to breathe, unlike a real one. There were lemon colored leather strings that criss-crossed across the back, acting like a zipper. The bottom part was flowy like, ending above my knees. Though it was too short, I admit that I kind of liked it.

Unwillingly, I mumbled, "I'll take this dress, so don't make me wear another one, 'kay?" Utau nodded, smiling. Then telling me to take it off and change back into my uniform, she folded the dresses and put all of them except the one I liked into the bag.

"I'll return these tomorrow. You'll need this," she pointed to the one she had laid on the bed, "sooner than you think. Don't ask, just take care of it, okay?" I nodded, sending her a questioning look, which she ignored. "Come on guys, let's go and get dinner now. I'm starving just while listening to Amu argue about the dresses."

"Hey!" I said, "Whose fault do you think that is?"

Utau smiled and laughed. When we were ready, we went to the dorm's dining hall.

I'm really sorry that it took a while to update. I planned on posting this chapter yesterday, but I forgot that there was my cousin's graduation I had to attend, so sorry. About the trigonometry part, I just searched online on what 10th graders learn, and I have no idea if that's true. I'm only in seventh grade. Thanks for reading! And thanks for the review!

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