Oh my gosh! Whut? I haven't updated in almost two months? o.o I'm so sorry everyone for leaving you guys wondering for that long... Again, I got writer's block that evil, evil little thing! And at times I wasn't sure if my story sounded that great, so I stopped writing then I went back to it when I became inspired. And also, I know every fanfic author says this, but thank you everyone for taking an interest in my story! c: I really wasn't sure if anyone would like it or not or if it sounded boring? xP But I think everyone feels like that when they are creating something? :o
Anyways, since I've been gone for a while, this chapter is pretty long... Cause 8,000 words?! GEEBUS! I don't even know how it got to be that long, but it somehow ended up being that way. I hope you guys are okay with that? I'll try to make the chapters not as lengthy, unless you guys like them like this? Oh yeah, and at one part in the story you should listen to, "Give me love, by Ed Sheeran." I kept listening to it when I was writing this certain part, which you will get to!
Oh before I forget, Happy Canada Day! Is there anyone else that lives in Canada like me?
The day stretched on as if it were never ending, as if time was just taunting everyone and going as slow as a snail.
Though for Amu her smile just couldn't be hidden, ever since yesterday her smile never faltered. Except for maybe when she had met Saaya. She shivered at the memory, that evil glint she had in her eyes like she was up to something horrid still haunted her.
Her day was going way better than she had ever expected it to be. She made a couple of new friends, first off Rima. Who seemed like a girl who kept to herself and had a serious attitude, but once she got to talk to her they had become friends at least for now, she was still a complete mystery to her.
Then there was Kukai and Nagihiko. The two of them together were hilarious. She thought back to the memory in her first gym class of the semester, Kukai has a very goofy, happy go lucky personality. That was all she knew for now, 'Maybe I'll get to know him better as the year goes on?' She smiled at the thought. It would be great to have him as a close guy friend, and the same went for Nagihiko.
She had never seen any guy with such long hair as him. She snickered to herself and could think of all the plans she had in mind to do to his hair. Nothing weird of course, Amu just wanted to practice doing different hair styles on it, if he'd let her. Nagihiko or more preferably Nagi, is what she decided to call him too. For some reason he didn't like the name, but when she said it, it didn't seem to bother him at all and now he started to warm up to the nickname.
She was also surprised when they all exchanged cell phone numbers, considering they had only just met today. But to her, it made her feel really happy. Her lunch period also went great. She met up with Utau and Yaya and told them all about what had happened so far, and they exchanged their experience as well. Though when she was there, she noticed Rima all alone by herself. And Amu being Amu, she went up to her and brought her over to her friends, introducing her to them. They quickly accepted her and for the second time that day she noticed her smiling, not that serious straight face she had when she first met her.
"Amu, where are you going?" She payed no attention to Utau's demanding pleas and continued to walk over to Rima. She looked like she was trying to seclude herself from everyone else and sat in silence, eating her sandwich.
Amu lightly tapped her shoulder and her shoulders shot up in surprise, quickly looking behind her she rolled her eyes.
"Oh, it's you." Amu furrowed her brows at her. What kind of response was that?
"Yes, it's me. Gee, you sound so happy to see me." Amu said just as sarcastically as she did and took a seat next to her.
Rima didn't move an inch and continued to eat her sandwich. Amu clenched her teeth together in frustration. 'What the hell? And to think I thought we were actually getting somewhere.' She let out a sigh and released the tension in her jaw so that it could relax.
"I haven't got many friends... You're the first person that's actually wanted to talk to me at this school..." Her voice got so quiet it was so hard to hear what she was saying, but somehow Amu was able to hear every word.
She was completely surprised. Someone like her not having any friends?
"Why would anyone not wanna be friends with you? You seem like a great person! And the way you stood up to miss prissy pants like that was awesome!" Amu said, her voice raising towards the end with her mouth wide open in shock.
Rima let out a giggle at the name she used to define Saaya. Her laughter soon quieted and her face went back to it's serious state.
"Thank you, but in elementary and all through high school.. sure I had friends I guess you could say, but they weren't really my friends. They only said that so they could tell their real friends and family that they knew someone from a famous family." Her voice was quivering just a bit and she bit down on her lip to what it looked like to stop herself from crying.
"That sounds like a problem with one of my friends, but you know what! Screw them! If they weren't willing to be you friend and get to know the real you, then they are just awful and shouldn't be considered a friend." Rima's eyes widened in shock at the words Amu said and how her voice raised in volume.
"Yeah, you're right.. completely right. But it's hard you know, when your mother is known as a famous model and your father is an actor.. life isn't easy. It's never been easy for me. Not once, not ever." She clenched down on her teeth and her hands were balling into fists. Her voice and face were filled with rage and hate.
"Not to mention that my parents didn't even care that I had gotten good grades, or into a great college... they didn't even come to the talent show I was in. I was hurt. And they didn't even care!" She yelled into the air and alerted some people nearby and buried her face in her hands finally letting the tears flow, but sheltering her face from the pinkette.
"I know what that's like." Amu finally commented after quietly listening to her story and gave her the most reassuring face.
"No you don't! Nobody does!" She yelled once again and was about to bolt off, when Amu grabbed her arm and pulled her back into her seat.
"Yes I do." Her voice was stern and loud, this made Rima stop and turned back around to stare at Amu.
"I know well enough what that feels like. Maybe not what it's like to have people hawking over you just because you're related to famous people, but one of my best friends is in the same situation you have." She began and was waiting to see if Rima would say anything back, but nothing she just remained silent.
"His father is a famous musician. It's always been hard for him to make friends, since every girl and guy wants to just know him for that very reason. Sure he has some good friends, including me, his sister and his brother. We've always been together since we were kids. And another thing, because I was such good friends with him.. girls got jealous because of that and bullied me. I hated them all, I didn't care if they hated me or were jealous. I was there for him, the only one who truly knew him inside and out. Not just as somebody who is related to someone famous, but someone who is just as human as every other living breathing person, with emotions and feelings. He really is the best kind of guy you could have as a friend, if only people got to know the real him if they gave it a chance." She took in a deep breath and finally finished her mini speech.
Rima's eyes widened yet again. She opened her mouth to say something, but then quickly shut it.
"So don't go saying that I don't understand. Because I understand completely what that's like." Her face remaining serious, as she put a hand to her heart, showing that she understood.
"I'm sorry. I've just never had anyone as a friend who really understood or even wanted to know me." She wiped away at the tears on her face and smiled a genuine smile at Amu.
"Thank you, Amu." She said, and kept a smile on her face.
"You're welcome, Rima." Amu smiled right back at her and was so happy that she was able to get through to her.
Rima suddenly felt embarrassed. Crying in front of somebody she hardly knew, though she felt as though she had known her for a long time. As if they had been the best of friends in some other life,
"Ah, look at me crying like this.. I must seem so pathetic." She wiped away at the remaining tears on her face and looking somewhere other than at the pinkette.
Amu shook her head and placed a hand on tops of hers, letting her know that she wasn't alone anymore,"I don't think you look pathetic at all. You're just a person who's kept strong for so long."
Rima turned her head to look back at Amu her face completely shocked, but then her expression changed dramatically.
"But.. if you ever tell anyone that I was like this.." Her voice started to grow serious and her face looked scary.
Amu laughed nervously and put her hands up in defense, "Don't worry, Rima. Your secret is safe with me."
She smiled and nodded her head, "Thanks, because you know I got to keep up my reputation." Rima then pointed a finger at herself and had a sarcastic smirk across her lips.
Amu rolled her eyes at her and smiled back, "But of course."
"Hey, Rima."
"Hmm?"
"Why don't you come and meet my friends? I'm sure they'll love you!" Amu pointed over to where her friends were sitting. Utau's face looked quite jealous and Yaya just seemed to continue on talking, while she nodded her head from time to time.
Utau then sent over a questioning glare over to Amu, as if they were having a conversation with their eyes. She just shrugged and looked back over at Rima.
"Come on, let's go." She got up from the bench and started to walk over when she noticed Rima wasn't following her.
"What if they don't like me.." She finally saw her get up and walk beside her, her voice was quiet and she kept twiddling with her fingers.
"Nonsense." She said, and dragged along Rima by the arm until they were finally standing in front of their table that was underneath a huge tree. It's branches were hovered over the table as a form of shade.
"Geez, Amu. You completely ditched us." Utau huffed and crossed her arms.
"Ah, I'm sorry, but I wanted you guys to meet my new friend. This is Rima Mashiro." She gestured over to the small blonde headed girl, she looked nervous but stayed strong and stared at them all.
"Hello, it's nice to meet you all." Her composure went back to being calm and spoke as she normally would.
"Oh my gosh, Amu, she's adorable!" Yaya squealed and got up out of her seat and practically hugged her to death.
Rima was glaring daggers over at Amu, mouthing her over a message, "Get her off of me."
She just smiled teasingly at her and finally decided to pry off the energetic red head, "Alright, Yaya. Calm down, you don't wanna suffocate her now do you?"
Yaya shook her head vigorously and apologized to her, "I'm so sorry, Rima. It's just a habit."
She shook her head and smiled back at her, "That's fine."
"Well, are you guys gonna sit down or are you just gonna stand there all day?" Utau questioned, still having her arms crossed in front of her chest.
She was gonna retort something back, but thought against it and decided it would be best not to anger Utau with her sarcasm at the moment.
"Right, so, Rima was it?" Utau questioned and Rima simply nodded her head in reply.
"It's nice to meet you, Rima." Utau said, getting out of her sour mood and smiling at her.
"The pleasures all mine. It's really nice to meet you all, Utau, Yaya." Rima smiled once again and felt genuinely happy with her life at the moment. For once things were looking up for her and she was loving ever minute of it. Hoping that it would never end.
It was a great feeling to make somebody's day. She saw the way she smiled, it was way better than that stoic expression she wore most of the time. Though it was still the first day of school, and already so much had happened to her. Was that normal? All of her other first days at school weren't as action packed as today was, or maybe that was the wrong wording? Exciting, maybe thrilling, she shook her head. Thinking about it too much would send thoughts swirling around her head like crazy, so Amu kept going forward.
Turning around a corner, she suddenly bumped into something, no someone.
"I'm sorry." She turned her head upwards to see the person she crashed into, to see a boy with jet black hair and icy blue eyes staring back at her.
"Ah, no, I'm the one who's sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." The boy grinned sheepishly and scratched his cheek with his finger.
"Don't worry about it. Um, by any chance do you know where room 138 is?" Amu questioned, she didn't even know this boy, but it was good to ask people for directions when you've been looking around the entire college like a deer in headlights.
"No way! That's where I'm heading for the same class!" The boy shouted a little bit too enthusiastically, though she just smiled at him in reply.
"That's great, I'll just follow you if you don't mind?" Amu asked a bit nervously, she didn't want him to think she was stalking him or something.
He shook his head and laughed a little, "Nah, it's fine. Come we'll find the class together."
Amu furrowed her eyebrows at him, she thought he said that he knew where that class was, was he just as lost as her?
"Wait a minute... I thought you knew where the class was?" Great, this wouldn't be good for her to be late for one of her classes on the first day. She didn't want to get lost either, this school was so big it was like one giant maze of halls and seas of people.
"Haha, did I say that? I only know the class room number... I've actually been looking for it." The boy laughed nervously yet again.
'So much for asking for directions...' Amu sighed inwardly, getting lost really wasn't something she wanted to do.
"So, what would your name be?" He questioned, as they both continued to walk down the long hallways.
"You first." She gave him a playful smirk and he just shrugged his shoulders at her.
"I see how it is. The name's Hikari." He simply replied and stared back at her, his hands in his jean pockets.
"Now it's your turn. What about you, pinky?" He sent a smirk right back at her, and she gave him a, "are you serious?" type look.
'This guy?!' She shook off the odd nickname and replied back to him, "For your information, the name's Amu, not pinky. Thank you very much." She pointed out, crossing her arms.
"Right, pinky." Hikari chuckled and ruffled Amu's pink hair making it look slightly poofy.
Rage was bubbling up inside her, as she went and fixed her hair and punched his arm lightly.
"Someone's a comedian." Amu said sarcastically and rolled her eyes at him.
"You know it." He grinned a goofy smile, though it turned into some silly looking smirk that made her giggle a bit herself.
The two of them finally arrived in front of the room, first double checking to see if it was the right class.
"Well this looks about right? Let-" Hikari stared up at the door, seeing in bold white letters on the door had the numbers, "138" Though right as he was going to say to enter the class, a voice from the hall cut him off.
"HIKARI!" Someone yelled from down the hall, a girl with short blonde hair came running quickly towards them, slightly panting from the short run.
"I can't believe you left me! I told you to wait outside of the bathroom for me, but then I see you're gone! What if I get kidnapped or something even worse?" The girl was literally shaking in fear, though her face only showed the anger she felt.
Hikari eyed her with confusion and slapped his hand to his face, this girl could be so unbelievable sometimes, "Kacey, there's no way that something like that could happen in broad day light, in a school packed with thousands of students."
The girl known as Kacey only huffed in frustration and stared away from him slightly flustered from her silly argument, "Yeah, well, I think it's still possible. You can never be too careful, ya know."
Finally calming down, the blonde turned to stare at the pinkette standing next to him who she didn't notice till now.
"Who might you be?"
Amu was a bit taken aback by her voice, it wasn't that it scared her it was that she sounded a bit angry. But why would she? She hardly even knew her, unless that she thought something was going on between her and Hikari. No, no, she hoped she didn't think anything of that.
"Oh, this is Amu! We just met and bumped into eachother, funny thing is were in this same class." He let out a laugh and patted Amu's shoulder.
"Hi there." She let out a smile, hoping that it didn't look awkward. This whole day was just making her head spin.
"Hi!" Kacey's voice squeaked in joy and she went over and hugged her, which was completely unexpected and made her eyes widen. This girl just seconds ago was giving her the cold shoulder, now she's all buddy buddy?
"I'm in this class too! I hope we can become great friends!" The blonde let go of her and held her hands , squealing excitedly.
"Yeah, same here." She nodded her head back, this girl was really energetic it made her laugh.
"Hate to break up your little group, but class is about to start." The teacher spoke from the doorway, who was just about to close the door. The three of them nodded and headed on inside.
Kacey kept nudging Hikari with her elbow in his side, she kept doing it until he finally looked at her with a agitated look on his face.
"What?" He whispered so as to not alert the teacher and get in trouble like he did last period, all because of her asking him a million different questions.
"We need to talk later." Finally putting all joking aside, her face turned serious. Not even a slight smile like he was always so used to seeing, for her lips were in a tight line and when that happened he knew she was serious.
"Got it." He sighed. If only things didn't have to turn out this way, he hated how he could determine exactly what she was referring too.
Finally the day was over, it all felt like it lasted forever, as if the hands of a clock were turning painfully slow.
Sighing a breath of relief, the pinkette trudged back to her dorm, which was on the second floor and had a pretty nice view of the campus. She could already hear a ranting conversation going on, probably about some boy Utau thought was attractive or the latest celebrity gossip she had found out about.
"-Yaya, you better not take forever in there! We only have one bathroom!" Utau yelled irritatedly, standing in front of the bathroom door with a impatient look on her face.
"And you don't? Don't worry you'll get your precious bathroom time, U-t-a-u." The brunette spoke back sarcastically, stretching out the letters in her name just to strike up her rage.
"Why you little-" Utau's rage was hard to miss, you could almost see steam shooting out of her ears if that were even possible.
The pinkette sighed and decided it was time to finally break up this little fight. Even if they were on opposite sides of the door, at least she could calm down Utau hopefully,"Utau, mind telling me what's going on?"
"What do you – oh, Amu your back." She turned around so quickly that she didn't even notice who was speaking to her. Sending the pinkette an angry glare before her face instantly softened at the sight of her friend.
She inhaled a calming breath and exhaled before continuing, "I found out about a dance that they are throwing tonight for all the new students." Utau finished saying and all over again her irritation was clearly showing.
"And this girl over here decides to take her sweet time! Doing god knows what in there." The twin tail pointed a finger accusingly at the girl who was safe inside of the bathroom.
"You do too, Utau! So don't be putting all the blame on me, that's so unfair." Yaya said, finally unlocking the bathroom door and walking out a few inches with her arms on her sides and her cheeks puffed out.
Both girls stared at Yaya's picked out attire for the dance. She was wearing a cute pink dress that had poofy sleeves, and had a flared out skirt that was also poofy, it also had ruffles lined all along the hem of it. It looked like something you would see an antique type doll wear, it was adorable and completely normal when it came to Yaya. It wasn't unusual since she always had a liking to cute and sweet things.
The pinkette nodded in approval, even if it did seem a bit young, if she liked it why ask her to change? But that wasn't what Utau thought, she raised her eyebrows at her outfit,
"Yaya, it's cute and everything... But, don't you think it's a bit too childish?" She was only looking out for her. If anyone had anything to say about her dress at the dance, she'd have to take care of them in her own special way.
The redhead simply disagreed, "Yaya likes the way she looks!" She pouted again, and stuck her head up in the air away from Utau's gaze.
"Speaking in third person now, are we?" Utau questioned, this whole situation seeming amusing to her. Yaya turned her face to look back at the blonde and stuck her tongue out at her, before turning on her heel and walking back over to her side of the room to complete her look.
Amu looked over at Utau and both of them nodded, it was time for them to find something to wear. Utau quickly walked over to the wardrobe with all of their clothes and started looking at each of the dresses.
Amu suddenly thought up an idea, since there was a dance it would be a lot more fun if they were in a big group. She was thinking of inviting the people she had met today, Rima, Kukai, Nagihiko, though she'd probably meet the other two at the dance.
The pinkette went and grabbed her cell out of her back pocket and quickly started dialling their numbers.
"Amu, what do you think of this dress?" The twin tail turned back around, a few dresses in her hands and saw her on the phone. Her first thought was she was either calling Ikuto or her sister Ami.
"Who you calling?" She questioned, and Amu simply held up a finger to signal her to wait a minute. The line finally picked up and a smile spread across her face.
"Hey, Kukai, I was wondering if you and Nagi wanted to come to the dance with me and my friends?" She asked, and waited for a response on the other line.
"Hmm, Amu? Are you asking for dates?" She heard him laugh on the other line and she rolled her eyes at the phone.
"No, I'm not. I'm asking you guys as friends if you want to come. Though my friends might want you guys as dates." She replied back, then smiled slyly in Utau's direction who simply shook her shoulders in response and went back to look at the dresses.
"Really now? I'm in then. What about you Nagi?" She wasn't surprised that he would accept it so easily and heard Nagihiko say in the background that he agreed to go as well.
"Well, there you have it. See ya there." He replied back to her and heard a few words from him before the line went dead.
"I know what you're planning, Amu." The blonde not looking away from the wardrobe, but Amu heard the tone in her voice. It wasn't mad, though she could tell she had a few tricks up her sleeve.
"Really now?" The pinkette was laughing nervously, she knew that every time she tried to get back at Utau, she would just make her wish she hadn't in the first place.
"Mhm, I do." Utau turned back around and walked over to Amu with three dresses in her hands. One was a long blue dress that looked like a waterfall with all the wavy patterns to it, that flowed all the way to the floor. The second was a short purple dress that stopped just below the knees and had a design stitched into the side of it. It was a butterfly that was shining slightly when the light caught on it from the silver thread. The last one really caught Amu's eye. It was a short red dress that stopped at the knees as well, the top had a tiny bow placed in the middle and the skirt was all covered in red sparkles.
"They are all really beautiful." She kept staring at the dress and Utau noticed this, she smirked as a thought suddenly came into her head.
"Right? You know who we should get some advice from?" She dragged on the question and Amu gave her a funny look.
"Um, Yaya?" She asked, hoping that was the only option, but she was far from being right.
"We should call my brother and see what he thinks." Utau smiled innocently, but she instantly knew why she would wanted to call him.
"W-why do we need to call him? Isn't both of your opinions enough?" She was stuttering a lot more frequently and it annoyed her, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't even stop her cheeks from heating up at the mention of asking Ikuto what dress would look good in her. It being him, he'd probably say something perverted.
"Oh no, Amu. His opinion matters." Utau simply smirked in her direction and went over to her desk and picked up her laptop, before plopping herself down on the couch.
This situation didn't sit well with the pinkette, her stomach felt like it was doing back flips. It was an odd feeling. This was the way she used to feel around Tadase and even though she didn't feel that way for the blonde haired boy anymore, no, it wasn't like that.
Taking in a calming breath and letting it out, she slapped her cheeks with her hands to rid her self of any odd thoughts and went to sit next to Utau on the couch.
"I thought you were gonna call him?" Amu raised an eyebrow at the blonde, wouldn't a phone call be enough? 'Unless...' Yup. It was obvious what she was going to do.
"I am. A video call." She concluded. That should have been obvious, but it completely skipped her mind.
Amu continued to stare at the screen with an impatient gaze, just watching Utau take her time was torture.
Finally after what seemed like centuries, what was once a blank screen finally showed him with a bored expression on his face.
"Yo." Ikuto replied, waving a lazy hand at his computer screen to his sister. Who at the moment was the only one he could see.
"What did you call me for?" He asked. And all Utau did was smile deviously at the person beside her, which made Ikuto question what the heck she was smiling for like that.
"Oh it wasn't me who called you, but Amu over here." It was sickening how sweet her voice suddenly turned into, as she turned the laptop towards her. This was obviously pay back for what she did a few minutes before.
All Amu did was angrily glare in her direction before turning to stare at the screen once again.
"Hey there, Ikuto. Just give me a second." She raised her voice in the same way Utau did, and held her finger up as a sign to wait. Ikuto simply shrugged in response and went and did something else for now.
Amu slowly got up from the couch and shoved the purple dress in Utau's face that she had recommended her to wear. Before pushing a kicking and screaming blonde into the bathroom.
No way was she going to let her continue to embarrass her like that, she had enough. Besides, that girl did need her precious bathroom time.
She ignored Utau's angry objections and went back to plop herself back on the couch, seeing Ikuto stop whatever he was doing and chuckle lightly.
"Wow, Amu. I didn't take you as the violent type." He poked fun at her and she just rolled her eyes at him, laughing a bit herself.
"Me? No, I'd never." She pointed to herself and gave an innocent smile before it changed into a playful smirk.
"Weird as ever I see." He teased, propping his arm up on his desk with his hand resting against his cheek.
"Perverted as ever still, are we?" She countered right back.
"You would know, wouldn't you?" He smirked, locking his eyes on the pinkette as if to trap her only in his gaze.
"Pssh, I do." She shook off the look he was giving her by looking away and putting her attention on something else.
"Anyways." She began, changing the subject to avoid further embarrassment, "Apparently one opinion isn't enough, so, Ikuto." She paused and went to grab the dresses Utau had given her.
Ikuto's face was antsy in anticipation to see just what she wanted to show him, before she came back holding two dresses.
"Which one do you think I should wear tonight, to the dance?" She held up each dress for a few seconds to let Ikuto get a decent view of both, before she placed them back beside her.
"And this is a formal dance?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Apparently." She shook her shoulders in reply.
Ikuto began to contemplate in his head, giving off a small hum before he gave his answer,"Personally, I think the red one would suit you better."
"Really?" She asked, giving off a small smile.
"Yeah, it reminds me of a strawberry." She eyed him oddly, there wasn't a spec of green on the dress, but instantly thought of what he meant.
He was referring to her as one, since her favourite fruit just happened to be strawberries. She still even used the same brand of shampoo that smelled of them.
"Are you just saying that or are you being serious?" His words and his expression were un readable as ever.
"Well, I don't know. I haven't seen what you look like in it. Yet." His trademark smirk gracing his lips once again.
"If you're expecting me to change to it in front of you, then no." She rolled her eyes, turning her face away and staring at him from the corner of her eye.
He threw his arms up in the air and chuckled, "Okay, you caught me."
"Of course, you pervert." She shook her head.
"Kidding, but seriously. I think you'd look absolutely beautiful in that dress." His words struck her. His usual words about how she looked always had some sort of teasing or perverted remark hidden behind them. But this time they didn't, he was being sincere and truthful. He only ever said something like that a couples of times, one of them being when they went to their senior prom in high school.
Prom. The one night that every teenager dream about or at leas gives it a thought. The pinkette sighed, as she stared out the window of her mother's car.
Sure she was in high spirits about going, but tonight once they got there she would see a bunch of girls with dresses that showed a little bit too much skin than they should be. And corsage's on girls wrists stating that they had dates.
Though tonight, she just wanted it to be a night to spend with friends. Not some night that she won't remember by going to some after party, where the stench of alcohol would stick in the air like poison, and the sight of underage teens dancing way too close for comfort against each other.
This was a night she wanted to remember. Something that she could look back on and smile or laugh about. Though it wasn't exactly as friends, since her and Tadase were technically dating as of a week ago.
It was completely out of the blue, it was when they were walking back from school and he suddenly right there and then confessed to her. She was in too much of a flustered state to process the sudden confession through her already questioning brain and accepted to be his girlfriend.
Ikuto didn't seem to be taking it so lightly. He acted like he didn't care, but there was obviously something up with him. The pinkette thought through the situation a million times, but could only think of a few reasons and didn't think into them much. He was her best friend, she told him everything and anything that was on her mind or something that bugged her.
It made her feel lonely when he avoided her the day she first told him she was dating Tadase. He was the one person she never wanted to lose as a friend.
"Amu, sweetie, we're here." Midori said, a loving smile across her motherly face.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Amu stared back at her mother and gave her own smile back at her.
"Thanks, Mama." She replied back, before turning back to the door and exiting the car.
"Don't get too crazy tonight." Her mother's words were laced with worry. Of course she knew her daughter was a good girl, but she was getting older and still worried for her daughter's safety and well being.
Amu simply shook her head and rolled her eyes, "Don't worry, Mama. I won't be going to any crazy parties... not yet at least." She whispered the last part to herself and watched as her mothers eyes widened in horror.
"AMU HINAMORI, You will do no such thing!" Midori yelled in a lecturing tone at her daughter's retreating figure towards the Tsukiyomi household, who simply giggled.
Sometimes she liked to bug her mom about things she may or may not do, "Love you!" Amu yelled from the door step, as she watched her mother slowly pull out of the drive way and give her own goodbye to her daughter.
Taking one more look at her mother's car before it completely vanished from sight, she turned around to see the door opened and not noticing that she had bumped into somebody's chest.
"Yo." Was the reply she heard, she turned her head up to notice that is was only Ikuto.
"Hey there." Stepping to the side, she noticed him staring at her. Sure she looked a bit different than she usually did, with some light make-up on, her eyes all done up making them pop, some lip gloss that made her lips look like they were shimmering, and her hair all in ringlets. Okay, maybe a lot more than usual.
"What?" She locked eyes with him for a couples of seconds before she felt slightly flustered under his curious stare.
He did the thinking pose with his hand and shook his head in approval. What was he even thinking? Her patience was starting to grow thin when the silence was going on longer than she thought it would.
"You look beautiful." He said, flashing her that same smile that he always gave her. It was one of his rare smiles that not many people could easily just see, only certain people were lucky enough to witness it.
"Thank you." She replied rather calmly, keeping her composure. If she were to break into a flustered mess right then, she wouldn't see the end of his teasing.
"Anyways, tell me why you aren't going again?" Amu asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
Ikuto sighed, walking over to the banister of the staircase and leaning his back against it, putting his hands in his jean pockets.
"It doesn't have any significant interest to me." Ikuto shrugged at her question, seeing her nod her head at him.
"And besides, girls can be quite annoying around this time. Seeing people putting in too much of an effort to ask someone out to prom. No need to be fancy about it, just say it and be over with it. Simple." Ikuto continued on and shrugged once again, sending her a smirk.
Amu crossed her arms and glared at him, "That can go both ways, Ikuto."
The way people asked people out was almost near ridiculous, Amu would see it in the halls when it came close to the day. So many broken hearts that day that was for sure. After the lengths some guys or girls would go to.
"Though I have to agree with you on that, it's crazy." Before one of them could continue their little conversation, Tadase came walking down the many stairs, stopping in his tracks and stared at Amu.
"You look quite beautiful, Amu." He sent her a charming smile her way, he really had this type of aura to him, almost princely.
"I'll be done in a couple of minutes, sorry to make you wait. I'll tell Utau that you've arrived and we'll leave afterwards." Tadase's face grew sad for a moment, but then seconds later his smile replaced it.
"No, no, don't worry about it! I wasn't waiting here long." Amu waved her hands in front of her frantically. He gave her a quick nod, before disappearing back upstairs.
"Looks like someone's happy." He turned his attention back to Amu and smirked at her teasingly.
"I-I'm not, I'm just excited." Yeah that was totally it, but she was fooling nobody. Ikuto saw right through her.
"Come with me for a second." Not giving her a second to reply, he grabbed her hand and went into the living room. There was a grand piano sitting in the far corner of the room, along with a bunch of book cases lining the walls. There was also a fireplace with a few couches placed around it, making it have a cozy feel to it.
"Okay, now explain." Slipping her hand out from his grasp, she crossed her arms and waited for an answer.
"Do you know how to ballroom dance?" Ikuto asked with utter seriousness. Her eyes widened. She'd always seen it in movies, but never went to learn how to do such a dance. It didn't look that complicated either, but the question that was wandering her mind was why he would ask her?
"Um, I know how to do ballet and some sorts of dancing, but no I don't. Why?" Amu asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Do you want to learn how to?" This time he turned to face her, while holding out his hand to her. If she objected to the suggestion he'd understand, he didn't want to make her do anything she didn't want to.
"Teach me? Well, I don't see why not, so sure." She replied and gave a smile, taking his hand.
He was surprised that she agreed to it so quickly, but said nothing of it. He went over to the music player and scrolled through all the songs they had gotten throughout the years. Once he had found a song to his liking, he clicked on the play button and went back over to the pinkette.
"May I have this dance?" Ikuto bowed and held out his hand yet again. It was exactly like how a guy in one of those princess movies would ask a girl to dance. She giggled at his actions and nodded.
"You may." She took his hand yet again and he placed his hand on her waist.
"No funny business now." She eyed him seriously. If this was some deliberate plan to do something pervy to her she would be furious.
"Of course not, Amu, I would never." Ikuto replied jokingly with hints of sarcasm in his voice.
"Riiight, now are you gonna show me how to dance or are we just gonna stand here?" Amu said. Her face didn't show much, but her eyes were full of excitement.
"Well, well, aren't we an impatient little princess." Ikuto smirked at her, though it soon turned into a smile as he made the first step and she followed in suit.
"I'm not-"
"Follow my lead." She instantly stopped talking and kept her eyes on him. He was so serious when it came to something he needed his full attention on.
He made another step and she did her best to copy his actions, but ended up stepping on his foot.
"I'm sorry! Are you okay?" She was worried she might have hurt him and he just grinned.
"It's alright and I'm fine. To become good at something you have to make a few mistakes along the way to get the hang of it." Ikuto stated, while Amu simply nodded and started over again.
He was right. Once she got the hang of it, everything was easier. She kept staring at their feet making sure to not step on his foot like last time. Ikuto gave her pointers every so often and she nodded her head and did as he said to improve.
Soon after they had gained a steady pattern to their dance and both of their movements were in sync with one another. Their eyes had been elsewhere, but when they finally locked on each others it was like time had stopped and it was only them, like nothing else in the world mattered.
It was only them and nobody else, everything was blocked out, but the music that just became background noise. As the song began to pick up speed, so did their feet. All around the room they moved, nothing but each other on their radar, it all felt like a dream. It didn't feel or seem real at all.
The song was slowing down, signalling that the song was ending soon and so was their short time together. He didn't want to admit it and neither did she, but they never wanted it to end. It was like they were both in a trance. As the song was coming to a close, Ikuto spun them around and slowly dipped her.
Amu was completely and utterly amazed, her face seemed to show it, but it was her eyes that showed it the most. People did say that one's eyes are the window to a person's soul, in that moment it was definitely something that showed. Both of them understanding everything about one another, seeing the joy and the fear, the love and the pain, everything.
"Amu, we're ready!"
Hearing Tadase's voice broke both of them out of their little daze and were brought back to reality.
"Looks like your prince is waiting for you." He brought them back up and released his hold on her. He turned away from her and made his way back into the entrance way, while Amu was left there still trying to re-call what exactly just happened?
"Amu!"
Her golden eyes shot up to the person yelling to her to see it was Utau. She looked impatient standing there.
"Coming." Everything that just happened, had to have had some type of meaning, didn't it? The way he looked into her eyes like she was the only girl in the world, it made her heart beat like crazy and her cheeks heat up like they were on fire.
Shaking those thoughts out of her mind and smacking her cheeks with her hands, she went to stand at the door with all of them.
"Sorry, I'm here." She said rather sheepishly and hope that Utau wouldn't blow up at her like she did at times when she was impatient.
"It's fine, but we should really hurry. Otherwise Nadeshiko is gonna go ballistic, and we don't want that happening anytime soon." Utau smiled at the pinkette and at her brothers. She didn't know why Ikuto didn't want to go at all? But thought he must have his reasons for not going, even when she asked he gave very vague answers. So she gave up that investigation.
They all cringed at the thought of their friend getting angry and thought it was best to leave then, "Right, let's get a move on then?" Tadase suggested and both girls both nodded.
Both Utau and Tadase were already out the door to the car, but Amu stayed in place. She stared at Ikuto and noticed him staring back at her. She wanted to ask what that whole dance was about, but right now wasn't the best time in the world.
"Are you sure you don't want to go?" Her voice became soft as she asked.
Ikuto moved closer to her and brushed the hair behind her ear. Even though it pained him to see her go and be with his brother, at least she was happy and that was all that mattered.
"No, I'm okay here. You go and have fun." He finally finished saying. She searched his eyes for a sign if he was lying and found none.
"Okay, but if you ever get bored, don't be afraid to call me." Amu giggled to lighten the mood, it seemed too serious and Ikuto nodded at her.
"I'll take you up on that offer, but don't regret it later. Now go, before my sister decides to accidentally kills someone." He added his own humour, and she nodded for the last time before leaving the house and shutting the front door behind her.
Silence. That's all that was left. He was now alone in a big empty house, but before his mind could even go to that place he raced over to the window seeing them all look so happy. Tadase really was like a prince, and someone who made her happy. The chance to be her knight in shining armor was no more.
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