Fourth Chapter Already Wow, Thanks to 'Cupcakelol' for the lovely reviews

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING TO DO WITH SHUGO CHARA


The morning light was blinding as it shone through the glass windows in my room. I rubbed my eyes and then heard a knock at the door which I was not in the mood for especially after last night. The shy, scared, maid poked her head round the corner and came in. I felt sorry for her having to work in such abnormal household with many secrets and mysteries.

"Miss your needed downstairs for brunch with your father, the manager of Easter and his son." I tried smiling when she said this as she looked so frightened. She then went to my wardrobe taking out clothes for me to wear obviously under strict orders.

In all white and fully made up I went into the patio area to see them all sitting around a small white metal table with a thin cloth and vibrant foods on the table. The second I was in their sight they all turned to face me.

I felt like a deer in the headlights or an animal waiting to be slaughtered.

-Flash back-

My heart was skipping a beat, he was doing this for me possibly at the time I needed it most. But then the boss stood up and started walking up to Ikuto. What happened next could be terrible.

"He didn't mean it, I was being selfish please ignore this and we will just leave." I was panicing and this was the only way out I wasn't about to let someone else get ruined by my life.

-End-

Kazomi stood up and said "Amu come and sit down don't look so guilty, unless there is something you have done wrong." I could see by his eyes he knew what had happened last night.

The silence was painful and I occasionally made eye contact with the Eater Manager wondering what he was planning, he seemed as wicked as Kazomi.

"Why are you here?" I said bluntly it is only tomorrow till they move in so why couldn't it have waited.

"How rude I apologise on my daughters behalf, I am sure she didn't mean that at all." He glared at me almost telling me to shut my mouth or suffer consequences.

"No Kazomi its fine I shall tell. I wanted to talk about last night and what my son said about your wishes. If you behave I believe that I could help you with those wishes." He had an evil villain face, the sort which made me afraid and fear the worst, he knew what I wanted so could blackmail me with it.

"Yes, Amu all you have to do is be pretty for us, do some favours and such." Kazomi carried on with joy as I nodded I felt like I was crossing over to the dark side of life.

"Amu you have to entertain some of our male guests and customers, giving them drinks, serving them and living up to anything they ask you to do, until you find someone to take your hand of course, we all know that won't be very soon as you have the looks but your mood and attitude is horrifying."

Pain darted through my body why as everything going downhill, I couldn't sit there any longer. I ran into the forest and didn't look back. Not caring for the muddy stains which may appear on the white dress I was wearing.

I collapsed next to the stream feeling the cold water like I always would, breathing heavily after the upset and shock. Until I heard the steps behind me a familiar voice saying "so this is your hiding place."

He was looking at me but I didn't turn around for him.

"Amu, why don't you just marry me then all the trouble would go away for both of us!" He was angry but I think concerned at the same time.

What should I do here, I have no idea what I would be asked to do for clients and customers, and it could be anything. But I could marry Ikuto and that way I wouldn't need to worry about any of this. Surely I would be dragging him down with me.

I don't even know him so how could I even think about that. Maybe I do like him, he is charming after all. What if Kazomi and his dad tried to take a part in all this? It would all come crashing down.

Ikuto had been standing there waiting for an answer the whole time, it was time to reply.

"You barley know me Ikuto." He looked a tad shocked but it was true that we had only met a few days ago and from there everything had gone spiralling down.

"Do you not remember me?" why would I well other than from the other night, I looked at him quizzically.

"I only met you the other night so why would I know you from anything or anywhere else?" I felt bad maybe I had met him before and I hadn't remembered but it can't have been that significant could it?


I think I may change the summary to fit the story alittle more now that I have revealed more in the story :)