I yawned and stretched. As I stretched my arm out, I noticed something shiny on my arm.

"Oh, yeah. The charm bracelet that Ikuto gave me.." I stared at it for a while before seeing my alarm clock. "Ahmygad!" I shouted. I grabbed my clothes that were by my bed as always and ran into the bathroom.

AT SCHOOL, AMU POV

I was still half asleep when I got to school. Whispers greeted me as I walked into the school. Nothing new there.

"Hinamori-San!" A voice shouted at me from behind. I kept on walking. 'Just keep walking, Kukai will forget about you, everything will be cool, just-' A hand was placed on my shoulder.

Damn it!

"Yo, Hinamori-san! Ikuto told me to give this to you. Keep it safe!!" After his little warning, he reached into his pocket, pulled out a envelope which he handed to me ,and walked away, winking at a group of girls later on.

I gazed at the blue envelope. Going against my will, I opened it and read the paper that was neatly tucked inside.

Dear Amu,

Hope you enjoyed our little makeout-fest last night. I know I did. I made reservations at the White Pearl for us tonight, so please go to the address listed on the bottom of this page to pick up your outfit.

Also, the reason I gave you the charm bracelet was real. I AM sorry. And hanging up on people in mid-sentence is rude, you know.

Anyway, hope you see the posters around the school! I made them myself. :D

Ikuto-koi.

Address: 1423 Yuli Lane, Nessa's Beauty Salon and Boutique.

WAIT, HOLD UP!! RESERVATIONS? OUTFIT? IKUTO-KOI?!?!

Oh wait, he said something about posters, too.

I walked up to the nearest bulletin board in the hallway. There, covering almost all of the board, was a poster proclaiming:

IKUTO AND AMU

Meant to be, so hands off ladies and gentleman!! We are a ITEM now, so no more stares or comments.

Also, if you support us, our couple name is AMUTO, so put a purple heart on your locker saying AMUTO!

IKUTO TSUKIYOMI

Below the paragraph was the picture of him holding his lips to mine as we FRENCHED. You could see our tongues, too!!

Ok, blush blush blush.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH HIM?!" I screeched out. A group of girls walked up.

"Is it true, Hinamori-san?" I looked over.

"No, it is most certainly not true!" I snapped. I didn't want to be rude, but these girls were out of their minds! I noticed on a second glance that they were all wearing purple pins proclaiming 'AMUTO FAN CLUB!'

One pretty girl in glasses poked me and mewled, "But, that CAN'T be photo shopped! I'm one of the best picture editors in this school and I can tell for a fact that the photos all around the school are real!"

"H-How do you know?" I blurted.

"Well, the first one was a fact and second, you just told me."

With the fact out, the girls all squealed and wiggled in excitement.

"Ikuto-Sama has found his love!"

"Amuto forever!"

"OH NO! THE CLUB MEETING IS STARTING NOW!! IKUTO WILL BE THERE TO SPEAK IN PERSON TOO! HURRY! TO ROOM 185!"

They all screamed and ran out of sight in a cloud of dust.

"Oh, hell no! Ikuto will bend the truth as much as a rainbow! Room 185 is where they said he was, so I better hurry!" When I finished that sentence, I quickly ran to the room that they described.

IN ROOM 185,OTHERWISE KNOWN AS DRAMA ROOM 1.

AMU POV

Girls squirmed in their seats as chatter filled the room. I slowly walked in, looking around.

Purple curtains and draperies sported from the walls, introducing a royal feel to the room.

Pictures of me and Ikuto frenching filled the room. Girls were crowded around them, squealing and pointing to our tongues.

The same girl from before, or Photo Master, walked up to the stage and quickly mewled, "Welcome, fans of Amuto! I welcome you to our purple drinks and low-cal snacks, paid for my mother, owner of Nessa's boutique!! Anyways, Our club welcomes, GR4!!!"

Girls screamed and shouted as Kairi, Kukai, and Nagihiko walked onto the stage. I quickly ducked behind a purple curtain and peeked out through a small hole in the fabric.

"Ah, welcome, welcome! I'm Kairi, the organized one, as you may know. I'm here to tell you Ikuto will be onstage in exactly five minutes. Enjoy!"

He bowed and exited.

I sighed behind the curtain. Ikuto was probably looking for me, no doubt.

"When I'm with you, everything is HOP, STEP, JUMP!"

I quickly turned my phone off. I did NOT want to be seen. That would mean more questions about if Ikuto is a good kisser, (YES) Or if he really has a six pack. (I DON'T KNOW!)

I blushed. Ikuto would look GREAT with a six pack. Messy blue hair, violet eyes, a smirk that would get fuzzy as you closed your eyes and leaned in for a kis-.

Girls squeals interrupted my thoughts. "IKUTO! IKUTO! IKUTO!" They were chanting. So, think of the devil and the devil shall appear.

"Helo, girls," He purred. His voice almost made me blush again, except I remembered I was hear to listen to what he said about me. I focused on his tall form throught the hole in the fabric.

"Have any of you girls seen my Amu-koi? She was here this morning. If I can't find her, I can't kiss her in front of you."

Screams and shrieks of protest followed his sentence.

"Will you help me find her?" He asked innocently.

"YES, IKUTO-SAMA!" They all screeched. I could see girls standing up and rushing through the door right next to me. I feared someone would see my black shoes, but no one did.

As soon as all the girls had left, I heard Ikuto start to chat with the other members of the GR4.

"Where is she anyway? I know she was here this morning. Do you know, Kairi?" Ikuto said.

"Well, according to my analyses, Amu is right behind that curtain, next to the door."

"Crap!" I muttered. I began to inch along the wall. More draperies were on the wall, So I could just walk along the wall and they wouldn't see me.

Suddenly, two hands burst through a fold in the fabric and grabbed my hands. I was pulled out of the draperies! NO!

"Eh! Ikuto!" I squealed.

"Hello, kitten." He purred.