I do not plan on revising this story one bit. It is horrible beyond repair. So deal with me here. I also, realize I have major POV problems. From this point on I will be staying on 3rd person.

Note: re- read chap 9 to refresh your memory.

Last Chance

Ikuto began explaining the details quickly. Sending everyone the same message.

There's not much lime left.

Everyone was keenly looking at Ikuto catching whatever bits on information they can, with his usually calm voice rushed. Amu was staring at him too. She didn't really know if all was forgiven. Here he was helping her out like so many times before. After all the misunderstandings, that she has still failed to clear up on, she reminded herself then to get that done when she gets the chance. But how can she do that. She didn't even remember what she had written on that note. Even if she did she wouldn't give it. It was embarrassing. Other thoughts began flooding her mind. Like what would happen after this whole fiasco was done and over.

Amu managed to gain a few of Ikuto's words while she, had to shamelessly admit, gawked at the older boy. Apparently Utau had an upcoming concert in which she would use Aya. That is if Aya cooperates. If Amu knew Aya well enough in their short time together, Aya rather be in the hands of a veterinarian, than transform with her at the moment. She was suddenly glad Aya is as crude as she is.

"Hey you done staring?" the velvet voice, she knew too well said. With quick realization she saw that Ikuto was mere inches away from her face. She blinked a bit and managed a nod with blush saying she was caught. He gave her hand and the Guardians made their way to concert arena. Ikuto and amu trailed behind the rest as the others were huddled up ahead. She didn't let go of Ikuto's hand all the way there. All the while her three charas were blushing and giggling, while Yoru remained as dense as always.

The concert arena, it seemed was in the largest park in the city. He stage was on the large plateau on top of the stairs by the fountain. The place uncannily similar to where she first found Ikuto playing his violin, but much larger. It seemed perfect for what Utau was planning; the songs of her first debut album all being sung with the possibility of a new song from her album. They still didn't have plan. As far as Amu knew, the best thing to do was sneak Aya out but how would she get through? Now only that, but going with this plan was risky and would leave unfinished between her, Utau and Ikuto.

Amu decided to speak up. "What exactly is the plan?"

She was met with silence until Kukai the charming boy he is, answered back. "Just Wing it!" He ran off then. He had a plan of some sort but what? I turned to Ikuto.

"I'm sure you'll know what to do." He added with his usual smirk and then ran off too. I looked around to see the other's gone as well. What was going on? When had they thought of a plan or sorts? Amu didn't know what to think, or even had the time. The show was about to begin.

"Hello everyone! Thanks for coming out tonight!" Utau was in the spotlight. Amu had begun searching for the others. Utau continued her introduction and Amu scampered around the crowd.

"Now show me how exited you are!" Amu was beginning to go deaf with the cheering. She soon found it hopeless for searching for them seeing that obviously what they wanted her to do was something she would naturally found out. She decided the best thing would to get out of the crowd. It was hard to get through, even being tiny as her. Upbeat notes began and pumped up the fans even more.

Amu began to hear a song starting. It was unfamiliar at first until she caught a line.

"Itsumo fuan de Furueteita- Shaking with perpetual unease in the corner of the room" It was one of Utau's early songs, Innocent Starter. Though Utau wasn't the nicest person Amu met, she had to admit, the girl could sing. Amu felt a jab in her side and saw the crown was pushing her further to the stage. She turned around bumping into a few people to get away. It would be bad for Utau to see her.

"Hitomi no oku no himitsu Suikomare sou na Egao no ura no shinjitsu ni
Yawaraka na ai Boku ga todoke ni yuku yo
Furetara koware sou na Nukumori ga ima Kako wo hanare afuredasu
Zutto soba ni iru kara Kanashii kage ni madowanai de"

"The secret in your eyes, my gentle love is the truth behind your smile
That seems to draw me in, I'm going to tell you this
When you've felt my love, it's fragile warmth will overflow and seperate you from the past
Because I am forever by your side, that sad shadow need no longer confuse you"

Was she singing about Ikuto? God it felt do in Amu's heart but she can't stop to interpret the song even further.

Amu was nearing the end of the crowd by now and Utau was ending the first song. What is she to do now? She needed to get out of the crowd, but why? She thought for a while and caught up on her breath. She decided that, one she didn't like crowds, and two because even with her pink hair, how would the others find her? She didn't recall bringing her cell phone.

Realization struck her then, though she was out of the crowd she was awfully close to it. She needed to get further, higher, maybe she could possibly see the other and what their planning. By the time she got up, just a few minutes of sprinting distance was the stage Utau was on. She was beginning her fourth song now. She was coming closer to her more recent songs.

Miki whispered a little "Hurry." An ran followed in pursuit with a character change.

Amu noticed a flash of blond in the distance. Squinting she saw Rima transformed, hiding behind the bushes knocking out gaurds. She looked around to see if anyone else was here. She saw Kukai, the charmer, handiling girl fans. Nadeshiko, wait Nadeshiko. Where did Nagihiko-oh! Amu soon saw they were the same person. But was Nadeshiko/ Nagihiko a boy or a girl really? Before her mind wander off she saw Yaya sneaking to where the music controls were and if Amu saw correctly, a devilish grin on her face. Looking around she saw no sight of Tadase or Ikuto.

Amu decided to get closer until a hand caught hers.

So how about it?

-An