I do not own anything.

"Tell me your first impression of me," Ikuto said, opening his bento. Amu did likewise.

"My first impression of you, huh? The first time I laid eyes on you I remember you were napping in a tree. To me, you looked like a very big cat in a tree. The first time that I actually heard you was on the night of that day. You were playing your violin under the moonlight. I thought you were born to be a celebrity with how well the moon shined on you. From that point, I thought you were the serene type of guy; but that image crumbled away when I heard you flirting with a girl who passed by," Amu told him.

"Let me get this straight. The nice, quiet type of guy can't go and flirt with an attractive girl?" He scoffed. She gave him the look that said, 'Seriously.' "Just saying. Don't mind me anymore just go on with life."

"Anyway, my initial impression of you was that you were the serene type of guy; but if you consider the first day as the first impression, I thought you were some arrogant Casanova," She stated.

"I can't say I'm not hurt by that," He feigned hurt. "My first impression of you was… Wait, which pink haired girl were you?"

"You're kidding me," She said.

"Fine, my first impression of you was that you were an interesting girl, and I was right," He informed her, throwing his bento into the trashcan nearby. "Hey, Amu, when we were going out, did you think I was a good kisser?"

"Don't I get to ask the question?" She pointed out, but he just shook his head. "I hadn't kissed anyone before so I can't tell."

"Did you date anyone other than me?" He asked.

"I didn't date anyone before you," She said.

"What about after?" Acting nonchalantly, he inquired.

"We're talking about old memories when we went out, not after," Amu refused to answer.

"Sigh… then let's go back," Ikuto suggested.

"That's it?" She stared at him in utter disbelief.

"What did you expect? I never did expect you to be one to want to be a celebrity. Weren't you shy back then?" Ikuto remembered the memories of their innocent relationship.

"Don't worry this is only a one-time thing for me," Amu informed him.

"One-time? Oh, so you want to be a one-hit wonder or is there a reason why you're here?" He smirked. After a long pause, he chuckled and said, "Just messing with you. Don't take it to heart."

"It's true. I'm here for a reason," She said, looking at him with a solemn face.

"Am I that reason?" He joked.

"If I said yes, what would you do?" The rosette threw out a question which surprised him.

"Where did you get this new sense of humor, Amu?" The blue haired man tried to laugh this matter off, but Amu wouldn't.

"It seems we both changed. I don't remember that you were only filled with jokes. I have to go now," She sighed, leaving the room.

"That's the last time I'll ever take advice from Kukai," He sighed lying on the couch.

Didn't know what else to do so I'll cut off here.