-1Turn Of Events

Amu leaned on the gates of the school, staring out into the distant town that seemed pretty small when up high on a hill. The scene brought memories back to her. She wished she had never ever left that place and had never attended this school. It was way too lacklustre. Nothing fun would ever happen here. She tapped her feet a few times, already annoyed that Ikuto and Kukai hadn't turned up yet. Amu watched as a lot of female students started to gather in a corner. She slowly approached the crowd.

"NO WAY... has it actually..."

"Not just hers, mine too a day ago-"

"-Really, I thought I lost mine two days ago but now I guess-"

"Who's behind this? It's disgusting."

"What is?"

"Obviously, there's a thief. Girl's underwear is going missing constantly. It started a few days back."

Amu yawned which startled the other girls. They gave her a weird look and the crowd dispersed. Amu sighed, "That wasn't even interesting. Where the hell did those two go? Did they fall down the toilet this morning or something...?"

The bell rang, indicating the start of first period. Amu took one last look at the school gates. There was no one. She was really beginning to wonder now where Ikuto was. He was the one usually waiting for her, unlike this morning. Surely he wouldn't do anything like disobey her or go against her as long as she held onto the photo. "What is he planning now?" Amu asked under her breath, "What is he going to do? Something doesn't feel right." Feeling more and more uncomfortable about the whole idea that Ikuto may be planning something, Amu ran into the school building. She didn't know what he could plan but she realised she couldn't underestimate Ikuto. As she stepped inside, she felt like she was hit by a car or something worse. She was speechless and shocked. Many other students who filled the room were just like Amu, astounded. Unsteadily and swaying as if she was drunk, well she pretty much wanted this to be a bad dream, she walked up to one of the walls and touched the poster. Could this even be real? Amu questioned herself. She looked at every inch and corner of the place, where the exact same poster was distributed, stuck on its walls, all over, down the corridor and some even on the floor.

"Who could've done this?" some students were already saying, ripping the posters off in disgust. Others were doing pretty much the same, some saying they felt sorry for their beloved president; the odd few girls actually wanting to keep the poster for certain purposes.

Amu clenched her fist, looking back at the poster. She recognised it and yet she didn't at the same time. It was a bigger version of the picture she took of Ikuto on the toilet. The only thing was, this wasn't her photo. The clothes were the same and even almost the position, however, in Amu's photo, Ikuto was more exposed. In this one, it was just like a normal person sitting on a chair with his trousers pulled down slightly, with nothing to see. It wasn't embarrassing as the original. It was clear this poster was deliberately recreated. "So this is what you're playing at then?" Amu said, finally realising what Ikuto had done.

She had to admit - it was clever. By distributing a fake version of a similar photo of himself that he created, then Amu won't have anything to blackmail him with. Others won't care anymore even if Amu attempted to distribute hers because it wasn't the first time. The impact wasn't the same. The other thing was, by making his own picture; he could limit the embarrassment that followed. How cunning to do such a thing when she least expected it.

Amu punched the image of Ikuto on the poster, hitting her fist hard onto the wall. This startled a few around her.

It was at that time that someone stupidly ran into her, knocking her down onto the floor. She gritted her teeth from anger. "What's with my bad luck today - you bastard - how dare yo-" Amu looked up but the person who bumped into her was already gone. "Fuck," she couldn't help but swore. What a bad day she was having.

Standing up, she tore a poster off and holding it, she went to where she thinks Ikuto would be. This wouldn't be Ikuto's entire plan. There had to be more otherwise he wouldn't have tolerated with her for so long being her butler.

Students holding bits and parts of ripped poster were beginning to run to the main hall, where Amu remembered was the place she first met Ikuto. It was there that their hatred of each other began. "Phase two of your show starts there," Amu said, making her way towards it as well, "don't you dare go too far Ikuto. I'm not a forgiving person."

As she got closer, she found it harder to continue forward with the mass crowd trying to rush in. She had it. Enough was enough. She had a score to settle and she will do it quickly and effectively without any obstructions. Her fist felt eager now to be punched into Ikuto's body. Amu wanted him to pay for his clever little trick, fast - it was like a vampire's thirst for blood. She craved so much to hurt Ikuto that even she was confused and unable to understand herself. Why did she resent and hate him so much? "MOVE IT BASTARDS AND BITCHES!" Amu shouted, which as soon as they heard her, was already moving out of her way. She ran with fury into the main hall, down the flight of red stairs towards the stage but stopped. "What the fuck is this?" she whispered almost loosing her voice at the sight before her.

Ikuto who looked beaten up, with bruises on his face was handcuffed and lying on the floor. There were a lot of students crowding around the stage and a few other guys on stage trying to help Ikuto, pulling and tugging at the chain and handcuff.

"Where's the key?" one shouted.

"Hang in there president?"

"Who, which bastard did this to you?"

Ikuto stirred and then stared at Amu. The other's went quiet too and was now looking at Amu, who stared back at Ikuto.

She took a step towards Ikuto, but several guys stood between them, stopping her from going further. "Move it."

"President Ikuto, was it this girl?"

"Please tell us the truth."

Ikuto's stare turned into a glare. "You went too far Amu. You broke our promise."

"What promise?" Amu asked, "aren't you the one who should be laughing right now? Didn't you just happily free yourself from me?"

Ikuto hissed at her, "you promised you wouldn't hurt any other students in the school if I became your butler. I thought I could trust you so I did as you said as long as you didn't go overboard. But your despicable aren't you?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You forcefully took that shameful picture of me as an extra precaution to blackmail me alongside your threats that you'd hurt another student again if I didn't do as you said."

"Is this true commoner girl?" another student asked.

"I did. I became your butler wanting, hoping like an idiot that by doing so you'd keep your word and not hurt others. I was wrong. You ended up still wanting to use violence. When I refused to obey you any longer, knowing you were lying all along, this is what you do to me. Amu Hinamori, you've just proven how low and disgusting dirt-bloods like you can be?"

"IKUTO!" Amu shouted trying to charge against him but was blocked by other students.

"Go away, you delinquent-"

"-how can you do something like this?"

"I didn't" Amu hissed. From the corner of her eye she saw Ikuto smirking. Clearly he was making everything up to frame her and make her look bad. This was something she didn't expect and was beyond what she thought he'd do. She hated being accused of something she didn't do. She will never forgive him now. The only funny part to all this is these stupid rich kids actually believe him and are manipulated by words so easily. Do they even have any brains?

A girl who was close to Amu suddenly reached into her pocket. Instinctively Amu pushed her away slightly too hard as she fell to the floor.

"Look she's actually using violence on someone else…"

"-rebel…she's a devil."

The girl began to cry as others went to help her up.

"Stop crying, it's a pain," Amu said, leering at the girl.

Trembling the girl held out a key in her hand. With a shaky voice she said, "the keys to the handcuff. It was in her pocket."

A guy took the key and went to Ikuto, unlocking the cuffs around his wrist and helping him up.

What was going on? Amu asked herself, since when did I have that key… that person, who bumped into me before… it was planned. He actually was going this far to get rid of her.

Ikuto continued to glare at Amu, "it was fine that you did this to me but to the other students. I won't tolerate you anymore. I think everyone has had enough of you too Amu Hinamori." Now he was smiling triumphantly, "every one here. All students of this school, you've seen her acts. You've heard and know what she has done to me. A dirt blood will remain one forever. I tried giving her a chance but look what she's done. She lied and went against her word. Can you really trust this person? Can we continue to study here with her around, not knowing when and where she may use violence against any one of us?"

"IKUTO," Amu called.

Ikuto ignored her and continued, "who will support me in my decision to suspend Amu Hinamori?"

Amu stared at Ikuto. What did he just say? "Don't mess with me," she said, "suspend me? HAHA, DON'T YOU DARE THROW OUT ACCUSATIONS ABOUT ME AND THEN PUNISH ME FOR SOMETHING I HAVE'NT DONE. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT."

"He has every right as the president," a student shouted, "look what she's done to the president. WE won't forgive her."

"We'll support you," more students screamed.

"-you've done enough for us president. Let us get your revenge for you."

Amu glanced around as surrounding her, the mass crowd of students began to roar and chant, "suspend Amu Hinamori, suspend Amu Hinamori."

It was annoying and Amu was beginning to be filled with more rage. The chanting was making her blood boil. "Ikuto Tsukiyomi…. I hate being blamed wrongly and you-"

"Leave Amu," Ikuto said, "you can hear can't you. No one wants you here."

The chants continued to get louder, more students joined in. Amu really wanted to punch Ikuto but she couldn't even get near him with all the others standing between them. What should she do? There was no way out of this. Even she understood that one cannot defeat a crowd. Was this the end? Was this it? She was finally going to leave this place like she had always wanted but…this wasn't the same. Humiliated and being trampled all over by Ikuto, was this really the end? "I won't. I won't loose to you Ikuto," Amu shouted over the chant but it quickly faded as the chants covered her voice.

From a distance sitting on a far back row, Kukai watched and smiled, shaking his head. "Ikuto, you always do things outrageously. You did everything on purpose didn't you. Is getting rid of Amu really that important to you that you have to get hurt from your father?"

He continued to watch below at the stage, at Ikuto who looked smug that his plan worked and that he'd won and at Amu who only glared at Ikuto. He stood up and made his way towards Ikuto. He had a strange sneaky feeling that Ikuto's plan would only work up to now. Amu would pull through somehow.