Mitsuki: Tadase had to go home, but he'll probably be back.

Ikuto: No! Make him go away!

Amu: This is so not the Ikuto in the manga.

Mitsuki: Obviously, otherwise the guy would be happy about talking normally with Tadase.

Ikuto: Me? Happy?

Mitsuki: Yes. A happy little wimp who won't make friends with the poor boy.

Ikuto: Hey! You're the one who's writing me like this!

Mitsuki: So?

Ikuto: It means you're making me mean. You horrible stick-killer!

Mitsuki: *takes out rubber hammer and chases Ikuto around*

Amu: I...don't even see how that happened. Mitsuki doesn't own Shugo Chara?


The bright rays of the sun were shining through the open window panes of the rather large living room as Tsumugu rushed in circles, snapping photos of Ami here and there. From the corner, Midori quietly watched her husband gush over their sweet daughter with what she had to admit were slight overreactions.

"Ami~chan!" He shouted aloud. "Good! Good!"

As the mother silently held in a giggle, she heard the hinges of the front door creak open.

"Mama." She heard a somewhat frail voice reply. "I'm home."

"Amu-chan! How was the trip? Fun?"

The rosette's thin figure appeared beside the sofa. In one hand were the large glasses she had worn, and in the other was her faded green hat. Quietly, she tossed the items towards the large sofa in front of her.

"Amu-chan, is there something wrong?" Midori observed the traces of dried tears on her daughter's cheek.

Almost immediately after she had asked the question, her husband halted his little 'photoshoot' and glanced over at Amu, a thin line of worry between his eyes.

"I...I saw Tadase with Lulu." Amu burst into tears. "What do I do, Mom? I can't forget!"

"Oh Honey," Midori exclaimed, walking to her daughter to grab her in a comforting hug.

"My darling sparrow!" Tsumugu cried aloud.

~ BECAUSE TIME-SKIPPING IS NOW MY POWER. TIS' THE NEXT DAY ~

Ding Dong!

Ikuto stood at the Hinamori porch, a deep sigh escaping his lips every now and then. Remnants of yesterday's trip kept running through his mind and he realized that he never really wanted to see Amu cry again. Every time he'd glance at the girl (and saw her tears), he could feel his heart beat a little fast and he almost wanted to embarrass himself just to make her smile. But then he realized that he was Tsukiyomi Ikuto and embarrassing himself just wasn't possible.

He rang the doorbell again, feeling somewhat impatient. After several minutes of what appeared to him to be agony, Midori opened the door with her usual bright smile.

"Ikuto-kun, you came!"

At this, he raised an eyebrow. "Hinamori-san called me here after all."

~Flashback ~

"Hello?" A husky voice groggily asked.

"Ikuto-kun? It's Hinamori."

"Amu?"

"Amu-chan's mother."

At this, Ikuto's tone grew more polite. "Hinamori-san? How do you know my..."

"No time for useless questions!" Midori snapped. "I need a favor and ugh. Amu-chan's been crying since she came home and I was just wondering if you could swing by with some friends and cheer her up."

"I don't know really, I'll have to as-"

"Great, then it's settled. Bring your little friends over at 12 o'clock sharp tomorrow?"

"I guess, bu-"

Ikuto was cut off by the sound of the phone hanging up.

~ Flashback End ~

"Are you alone?" she asked, glancing worriedly at the lack of people behind him.

"Uh, yeah." Ikuto shrugged. "The rest of them are coming later, something about alone time? I don't remember."

The smile returned on Midori's face. "Amu-chan is sleeping at the moment. Can you go and wake her up?"

"But don't girls hate it when you walk in on them?"

"Just tell her I sent you up."

"Bu-"

Midori stared at him, her brown eyes narrowing. "You've been questioning me a lot lately, haven't you?"

"I guess I'll go wake her up then."

And with that he walked up the stairs and steered himself straight to Amu's room. Upon reaching her door, he gave one or two knocks; but when she didn't reply, he went ahead and opened the door.

"Amu?" he whispered, trying to find her body underneath the mound of tissues all over her bed. Once he realized that the breathing lump in the middle was her, he shook her gently.

"Amu."

She didn't stir.

"Amu," he repeated, in a more urgent tone.

But she didn't budge.

"Amu!"

She simply muttered incoherent words and went deeper into her slumber.

Ikuto sighed and sat at the corner of her bed, not understanding what he was supposed to do. After a few minutes of silence, Amu began to roll over until she faced him. He sighed again as he caught the puffed up skin surrounding her eyes and the long tear streaks running down her cheeks. Before he knew it, he bent down and gently laid his lips on her forehead.

But unfortunately, he realized what he was doing and pulled himself away from the rosette. He sighed and shook his head. Something was wrong with him (aside from the fact that he had been sighing a lot recently).

"Amu, wake up," Ikuto whispered through Amu's ear. Amu's golden eyes opened immediately and she shrieked.

"What are you doing here?" she screamed.

"Should I not be here?" Ikuto asked, smirking.

"Yeah! It's Saturday. A weekend day! A day that I shouldn't be tutored on!" Amu continued yelling.

"Boo-hoo, suck it up. Your mom asked me to be here," Ikuto replied, looking away.

"Why?" Amu asked when she calmed down a little.

"How should I know? By the way, wash your face, you look like a troll," Ikuto teased, dodging a pillow.

"You're so heartless," Amu pouted, crossing her arms.

"How?"

"I just met my ex yesterday and you don't even care."

Ikuto gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. This girl really did still care about the stupid ex who cheated on her for about over a year.

"Why should I care? That's your problem not mine." Ikuto said, coolly and calmly.

"Yeah bu Amu was interrupted by a shout.

"Amu!" Utau appeared at the door way and rushed into her room and jumped on her bed.

"Hoshina-san?" Amu asked, surprised.

"Call me Utau, just Utau," she ordered. Amu nodded weakly and then looked over at Ikuto.

"You actually thought I came alone?" Ikuto asked. Amu just shook her head and focused on Utau.

"Why are you guys here?" Amu asked, obviously.

"To have some fun on a Saturday," Utau declared, "Rima, Yaya! Get over here!"

~ Downstairs ~

"Hello Hinamori-san," Kairi and Nagihiko bowed. Kukai just nodded and grinned.

"Why, hello," Midori giggled.

"What the heck are you doing?" Ikuto said as he walked down the stairs.

"Showing respect, Ikuto-san," Kairi said once he was up straight.

"Oh," Ikuto shrugged.

"What's going on up there?" Kukai asked.

"Girl stuff."
"Oh."

About twenty minutes later Utau walked down the stairs followed by Rima and Yaya.

"Amu's going to come down once she's finished changing," Utau explained.

About five minutes later Amu appeared and walked down the stairs. She was wearing a blue collared shirt, with three skulls over the right pocket and a black ruffled mini skirt. She also wore black and white striped socks and brown laced shoes. She had pulled her bangs back and clipped them with a black 'x.' Her red face disappeared and was replaced with her usual clear skin.

"Nice Hinamori," Kukai commented.

"Yeah!" Yaya jumped on Amu.

"Yaya!" Amu laughed as she tried to pry Yaya off her arms.

"Yaya, hurry up, I want to go," Utau tapped her foot.

"Where are we going?" Amu asked, finally free of Yaya.

"The skate rink."

~ At the Skate Rink ~

"Why the skate rink?" Amu asked once they arrived at a glass door.

"I don't know. We've always wanted to skate," Utau shrugged.

"Oh."

The eight people walked through the doors and to a booth. The person inside was turned around to polish the rental skates/

"Wait, I got to go restroom," Amu smiled and hurried to find the ladies room.

"Eight tickets please," Kukai asked. The cashier turned around. He had an orange bowl cut like haircut and glasses.

"Yes," he murmured and handed them eight tickets.

"Forty dollars please," he continued. Kukai searched his pockets and only came up with $30.

"Um, can we have a discount?" he asked meekly. The cashier didn't look satisfied. Kukai chuckled and backed up until he was close to the girls.

"Work your magic and get us two free tickets," he whispered.

"Why should we?"

"I'm begging."

"Fine, but you're going to pay me back later."

The girls walked up to the cashier.

"We only have 30 bucks, so should we just leave?" Rima asked bluntly. Kukai slapped his head and everybody else sweat dropped. The cashier was about to speak but was interrupted.

"Guys?" Amu wandered back to the group.

"Hinamori Amu-senpai?" the cashier smiled excitedly, his eyes twinkling.

"Yeah?" Amu looked over at the cashier and smiled.

"Seiichiro?"

"Hinamori-senpai! It is you!" the boy danced around in joy.

"You know this guy?" Kukai said, glancing at the boy weirdly.

"Yeah, he's um."

"The president of the Hinamori Amu fan club!" Seiichiro interrupted.

"Yeah, that."

"Hinamori-senpai! The whole school misses you so much!" Seiichiro exclaimed.

"Really?"

"Yeah!" then Seiichiro looked over at Amu then back over to the 'Populars.'

"Hinamori-senpai, are you with these people?"

"Yeah." Amu replied.

"Here then!" Seiichiro handed the money back to Kukai.

"I just gave this to you dude," Kukai looked up.

"I haven't seen Hinamori-senpai in such a long time, so you can have it back!" Seiichiro continued to exclaim.

"Amu~chii, is he always this loud?" Yaya whispered as she leaned over to Amu, who just nodded weakly.

"Well, tell me your shoe sizes, I'll get you some roller blades."

After a long while Amu and everybody else were ready to go.

"Wait! Hinamori-senpai! I have a question to ask!" Seiichiro leaned over the counter.

"Yeah?" Amu looked up from her skates.

"Where's Tadase-san?"

Amu looked at the boy, almost ready to cry again.

"Well, that's all the time we have," Utau popped up and dragged Amu over to a flat surface full of other roller bladers, ignoring the very loud fan boy.

"He's stupid," Rima muttered.

"That, or just not informed," Utau mumbled back.

"Yay! Let's skate!" Yaya jumped onto the floor and slipped.

"Yaya!" Rima and Utau shouted, not moving from their positions.

"Wah! Wah!" Yaya cried.

"Jeez," Amu skated swiftly over to Yaya and helped her up.

"This isn't like ice so you can't just jump," Amu scolded.

"You can blade?" Kukai skated over to Amu, quickly.

"Yeah, who can't?"

"That would be us," Utau, Rima, and Yaya shouted in unison.

"Oh, well I can teach you," Amu suggested.

"You're a lifesaver," Yaya wobbled.

"Hinamori, I think you need to teach that guy too," Kukai pointed over to Ikuto who just stood in place. Amu giggled uncontrollably, but was shut up by Ikuto's best death glare.

"Fine, fine I'll teach you all," Amu chuckled.

"So, I'll get Utau, Kukai gets Ikuto, Nagihiko gets Rima, and Kairi gets Yaya?" Amu suggested. Rima and Kukai looked at Amu, alarmed.

"I can't teach all of you, besides, half of us can skate and the other half can't, it works out." Amu defended.

"Whatever," Ikuto grumbled, "Let's just get started."


Mitsuki: That was kind of boring wasn't it? And it kinda sucked too.

Amu: Kind of.

Ikuto: OF COURSE!

Mitsuki: Shut up.

Ikuto: How come I'm not paired with Amu?

Mitsuki: You might be paired with her if you just shut up.

Ikuto*zips his mouth and throws the key away*

Mitsuki: That's much better.

Amu: I met my old fan club president…

Mitsuki: It's not so bad.

Amu: I guess not, but he still weirds me out.

Mitsuki: He weirds us all out.

Amu: Well…. Please review!