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Story Name: Twisted, But In A Cool Way

Summary: Meet the high school playboy: Tsukiyomi Ikuto. Thinking about dying and smashing his enemies calms his nerves. Meet the cool n' spicy: Hinamori Amu. Biting her lip calms her nerves. She's shy, but covers it up with her spicy-ness. What happens when the player falls for a girl? And girl that hate a part of him, the part that he almost always shows? Does she really hate him?

------Recap!

"Tsukiyomi-kun! Stop staring at Hinamori-chan and pay attation!" Sensei snapped.

Amu's face flushed.

I smirked.

Yep. I'm gonna have fun today- or should I say, tonight?

-----End Recap!

It's 4:00, I just got home, and my cell phone starts going off.

Don't trues a hoe,

Never trust a hoe,

Won't trust a hoe,

Cause a hoe won't trust-

"Hello?" I answer.

"Ikuto? It's Amu."

I blink. Wow, this girl works fast.

"Are you home?" she asks.

"Uh, yeah. Why?" I reply.

"Be at the library in one hour. Bring your Language Arts textbook, paper, and and a pen," she answered, ignoring the question.

"But-"

"No buts. Be there with all of that stuff. One hour."

And she hangs up.

She really meant that we were going to study.

I found out a few things today.

1) I have three classes with Amu.

2) Those three classes are Gym, History, and Lang. Arts.

3) Amu is really smart.

4) Amu bits her lip a lot.

5) Amu bits her lip a lot more when I'm around than when I'm not.

6) I'd make a good stalker.

And that's pretty much it....

Kukai said that I'm obsessed.

I'm not. Obsessed. I just.... want Amu.

And I'm not a stalker, nor will I turn into one.

---One Hour Later, Library

My backpack felt heavy. I don't usually have any textbooks in it. I usually leave them in my locker.

Sadly, that meant that I had two choices: A) Go back to school, get into my locker, and then go to the library or B) Go next door to Kukai's house and barrow his book.

Logically, the only choice was to go next door.

So, here I am, at the library. I don't see Amu anywhere, so I walk around a bit.

"Ikuto?"

I turn to see Amu sitting at a table right behind me.

How did I miss that?

"Hey, that's not what I call planing!" I say.

"Sh!"

"Wha-"

"Lower your voice, damn-it!" Amu hissed.

"Whatever."

"Did you bring all of the stuff?" she asked.

"Yeah. Why-"

"Did you bring yourtextbook, or someone else's?"

"Uhh...."

"Immature.I don't understand. How can a playboy be so immature?"

"Who said I was a playboy?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

She sighed. "I know of your reputation."

"You don't know-"

"Give me your napsack."

"My what?"

"Napsack."

What's that? "Uh, what the hell is a napsack?"

"Napsack, backpack, bookbag, booksack, carryon, pocketbook, purse, whatever you call it, hand it over! Now," she demanded, glaring at me.

I blinked. "It has that many names?"

"Just give me the damn thing, idiot!"

I handed it over, watching as she digged through it.

She stopped. Making a face, she turned and said, "Why are there condoms in here?"

I tried to look shocked, but apparently she didn't buy it.

"Did you really think that you'd get in my pants like this?" Amu asked, pissed.

"No,look, Ibring those to school, I must have missed them. I never clear out the pockets," I lied.

She bit her lip.

Again.

For just about the thousandth time today.

"Whatever. Let's just go over this," she said, and we got to work.

----Two hours later

"See you at school tomorrow, Ikuto."

"Later," I called over my shoulder.

I'm walking and thinking. I'm almost done with high school, and I really can't wait.

What will happen with my life?

Something big.

I won't be albe to be a playboy anymore, unless I buy the mansion. And probably all the girls inside of it.

I will have to get a real job. J-O-B.

What could that stand for?

Jerks with

Obsessive

Basterd bosses

Yeah. That could work.

Oh, back track, I need to give Kukai his book back.

"Ikuto! What's up?" Kukai asks, greeting me with the usual goofy grin.

"Here," I reply, ignoring pretty much everything he says.

He expects that much. "Thanks. Wanna come in?"

I shake my head. "I gotta go home. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

"Yeah. See ya."

Another day, bringing me another failed event.

I will win you, Hinamori Amu.