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Thank you guys SOOOO much! Anyways, this is kind of a specialish bonus chapter in Amu's POV when she's unconscious in the hospital. Lots of things about her past with Ikuto when she was in high school are in here, so that might be fun! Anyways, enjoy!
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It's dark.
Everything is dark.
I can't see anything.
What happened?
I don't remember.
Wait... I do... I do remember. A man...who...? Iku... Iku... to... Ikuto. That's right, Ikuto. I made him mad. How? But he did something to me... But what? He... That's right, he kissed me. And I liked it. Why? Why would I like the kiss of a stranger?
And why did it seem so familiar?
"My 'wife' left 5 years ago. You got into an accident 5 years ago. Miki was born 5 years ago. You can figure the rest out for yourself."
Oh right...that's what he said. But what did he mean by it? He couldn't mean that his wife was... me...?
"Utau, who's this?" A deep voice asked out of nowhere. Utau flinched and turned around, facing a tall man with dark, navy blue hair. She made a 'tch' sound but quickly replaced it with a sickly sweet smile. "Ah... This is Hinamori Amu, a first year. We have to do a project together," she said while motioning to me. "Amu, this is my older brother, Ikuto, he's a college student."
The boy named Ikuto looked me over. "Nice to meet ya," he said nonchalantly. I bowed in return and muttered a nearly inaudible 'same here.'
Huh...? What was that? Why do I have a memory about meeting Ikuto? I had never met him before my job at the kindergarten, right? ...Right?
I thought it would be a fun idea to give Utau a surprise visit, so I walked to her house on a sunday. Her house was a small apartment that she shared with her older brother. Utau had told me her parents had died when she was seven, so she didn't remember much about them.
They were sent to an orphanage, but as soon as Ikuto started junior high he took all sorts of part-time jobs to earn money and with that money and the money their parents had left them, they started renting this apartment.
It must've been hard on him...
Another memory... Why are they all coming so suddenly? O my God, is my life flashing before my eyes?! And... I never knew that about Ikuto... Or did I?
"Welcome," a voice greeted me. A familiar voice. I looked up to find myself gazing into a pair of sapphire eyes. A pair of eyes that belonged to my best friend's older brother.
"Ikuto-san, what are you doing here?" I questioned the male. "Are you blind or something?" he responded, motioning to himself. I now noticed what he was wearing. A white, long-sleeved shirt and some black dress pants which were covered mostly by a black apron that was tied to his waist. His dark, messy hair was combed back, showing off his forehead that was usually covered by his long bangs.
Oval glasses adorned his face and in his hands he was holding a notepad and a pen.
"Oh! You work here?" "No shit, sherlock," was his sarcastic reply. I put my finger to my chin in thought. "Wait, didn't Utau say you worked at that shinsengumi themed restaurant?"
"And here, and at the gas station, the convenience store, also at that family restaurant, that sportswear store, I work in that music store on fridays and that cosplay cafe on the weekends," he said while counting all his part-time jobs on his fingers.
"Wh... That's like seven jobs!" I exclaimed outraged. He narrowed his eyes and gave me an 'are you an idiot' look. "I have to earn money to pay the rent somehow, right?"
I looked down, suddenly finding my red all-stars very interesting. "I guess so," I mumbled.
Ikuto-san sighed. "Look, are you gonna order or not?"
Ah... That seemed familiar somehow... Could these be the memories I lost in my accident?
"So, Amu, are you goin' out with Utau's older brother?" my other best friend, Rima Mashiro asked. My face turned bright red and I spit my milk all over the table in surprise. "Wha-what makes you say that?!" I stuttered nervously, wiping my milk-covered mouth with the back of my hand.
"Well, for starters, every time I ask you to choose the place we eat at, he always seems to coincidentally be there," the dirty blond stated matter-of-factly. "Yes. Coincidentally." "Coincidences like that don't exist, Hinamori Amu. Unless that guy works in every restaurant and cafe in town."
I turned my head to the side stubbornly. "You don't know his life." "God, Amu! If you like the guy, just say so!" My face reddened even more. "Do...Don't say that out loud! Th...there's no way I like Ikuto-san! Besides, he's a college student, five years older than me."
"Age doesn't matter when it comes to love!" Rima retorted, "nowadays it's fine to be in love with men who are ten or twenty years older than you! So what's a mere five years, huh? And it's not like he's your teacher or anything."
My mouth fell open. Rima never really talked much. But why did the subject she DID talk about have to be this?! I buried my head in my hands. "...Fine... I guess I do like him... A little, tiny, teensy-weensy, microscopic bit."
... Oh no...how embarrassing. I do faintly remember something like that... Ugh Rima, how could you do something like that to me?
Al of a sudden, I heard the sound of an instrument. A guitar? No...a...violin? Yes, a violin! Where was the sound coming from though? I started walking towards the melody. It sounded sad, but it was also very beautiful. I wondered what kind of person was able to produce a wonderful sound like that.
Soon enough, I saw the outlines of a person. And he was holding an instrument. Slowly and cautiously I walked closer. My curiosity was getting the better of me. It was as if the music guided me, it was almost magical. As I drew closer, the melody became clearer. I could now hear the pain and sorrow very clearly. It made my heart hurt.
Finally I could see the person who was playing. It was none other than Ikuto-san. He looked...beautiful under the light of the full moon. A sorrowful expression adorned his face as he moved the bow over the snared instrument with such care and gentleness, as if it would break if he put too much pressure on it. And I couldn't help but be fascinated by him.
Ikuto-san finished his song and opened his eyes slowly, revealing his piercing sapphire orbs. My breath hitched. Had he noticed me?
The blue-haired man kneeled down and put his violin in a white case, which he then slung over his right shoulder. So he hadn't noticed me-
"Amu?" He had. "H...hello, Ikuto-san," I said nervously.
"Did you hear me..." I nodded as an answer.
"I see." "Um...your song was so beautiful. It was happy yet sad. It captivated me," I whispered. Ikuto-san looked surprised. "Really?" His tone was doubtful. "Yeah! I... I'd love to hear you play again." Ikuto-san started walking and passed me. "... Next time." And I could've sworn that I saw the tiniest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
That... I feel as if something similar happened a few weeks ago. It seems I spent a lot of time with Ikuto in the past...
"Amu," Ikuto's big hands slowly went up to cup my face, making me look at him. I felt as if I would drown is his serious, sapphire eyes, so I turned away. "Amu...I love you." I turned a bright red that could put a tomato to shame. What?! Huh?! Ikuto just said that... that he... That he LOVED me?! Like... Love-love?! Romantic love? All kinds of thoughts passed through my head.
"Amu." I was brought back to reality fairly quickly. "Yes?!" Ikuto closed his eyes, slightly irritated. "Amu, will you please pay attention when someone is confessing to you?" "Yes!" This time he sighed in annoyance. "Amu." "I-I'm sorry, I just... I don't know what to do..." I stuttered, flustered.
The serious look in his eyes returned. "Amu, do you love me?" My face turned even redder, if that was even possible. "I...I..." I struggled to find the right words. Goddammit Amu, just say it already! "Yeah, I actually love you too!" Really? That was the confession of your life and that's what you say? Way to go, Amu.
A chuckle escaped from Ikuto's mouth and I felt like crying. "Sorry just forget it-" but I was cut off by a pair of soft lips pressed against mine. They were Ikuto's. Of course they were, who else could it be? We stayed like that for a while. And I have to admit that I liked it. A lot.
After a while we -inevitably- needed air, so we pulled back. It took a while for both of us to catch our breath. "So, this means were going out now, right?"
Huh? Ikuto and I...used to go out? Ouch... My head hurts... It's throbbing. It hurts...it hurts so much...
"Ikuto... Stop... Please..." My voice was barely higher than a whisper. "Amu... I can't... hold it any longer." Ikuto, who was towering over me, looked at me with eyes full of lust. I had never seen him like that before. And it scared me.
It hurts.
I stared at the test in my hand in disbelief. No way... I was only eighteen... So why... Why did it say I was pregnant?
It hurts.
"You...you're pregnant?!" Ikuto's voice was filled with disbelief. I nodded slowly, refusing to make eye contact. It stayed silent for a while so I lifted my head reluctantly. I was surprised by what I saw in front of me, to say the least.
Ikuto had a giant, cheesy grin plastered on his face. His eyes were...filled with...were those...sparkles?! No way...not in Ikuto's eyes. That wasn't possible.
"Ikuto?" "Really? Are you serious? That's...that's great!" His voice was filled with excitement this time. Never in my entire time of knowing him had I ever seen him so excited. He grabbed my shoulders and looked into my eyes. "So I'm gonna be a dad?!" I swallowed. I couldn't take that. He looked so...adorable. I had never seen him like that...ever!
"God, I can't believe it, I'm gonna be a dad! W...will it be a girl or a boy? Wait, of course you don't know that yet," Ikuto started going on and on about baby related stuff. It made me feel so bad. I couldn't bring myself to tell him that, in truth, I didn't want this baby at all.
It hurts...
I did it... I gave birth to a child. A little baby girl. I was happy but...sad. Why did I give birth to her? I was only nineteen. I had just graduated a few months ago. I haven't even gone to college yet. I felt like some girl from teen mom or something.
I was scared. I couldn't take care of a child! There were still things I wanted to do...but I couldn't now. My breathing sped up, as if I was going to hyperventilate, and I actually felt as if I would.
My eyes drifted to the side, where Ikuto and our daughter, Miki, lay. OUR daughter. That felt so weird to say... Of course I was happy, but... I can't. I would surely screw everything up. I knew I would.
No... I couldn't take this anymore...
I got up and walked over to the closet, opening it and grabbing a sports bag out of it. I opened the bag and started stuffing my clothes, socks, underwear, etc. into it. Then I walked to the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo and all that other shit you find in bathrooms and put that in the bag as well.
After gathering all my belongings, I walked over to the tv. Next to the tv was Ikuto's wallet. Hesitantly I stared at it, thinking should I or shouldn't I? I gritted my teeth and took most of his money out of the wallet. A pain went through my chest; guilt.
Finally I walked to the front door carefully and quietly, trying my best not to make too much noise that would give me away. With my shoes on my feet and hand on the doorknob, I felt there was no going back.
Because I couldn't stand the temptation, I looked over my shoulder for one last time, and immediately regretted it. In front of me was the most heart-wrenching scene ever; Ikuto, whose mouth was slightly open like always, making light snoring sounds, had one arm behind his head and the other around Miki, covering most of her. It was adorable and it made me feel so bad. Seeing Ikuto being the happiest he'd ever been and knowing I was going to ruin it.
I swallowed, holding back my tears, turned around, opened the door, stepped out into the cold night air, and never looked back.
It hurts! It goddamn friggin hurts like fucking hell! My head is gonna explode! I swear! I wanna scream... I need to scream... Why won't any sound come out of my mouth? I'm scared... I'm... tired. I'm tired of this. I'll just let the darkness consume me... And die.
"Amu." Huh? Ikuto? That's Ikuto's voice, isn't it? Is it real? Or is it another memory?
"I'm sorry, Amu, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have forced you to remember." What? No, you're wrong. It was my fault. I shouldn't have left you. I was stupid, feeling as if I would mess everything up. You're a guy who knows nothing about kids yet you raised Miki to be a wonderful girl. All on your own... Why don't you hate me? You should. You're too kind for your own good.
I don't want to die yet. I still have so much to do... So much I need to tell Ikuto...
"You're an idiot, you know that?"
Slowly but surely, even though it took all my power, I opened my eyes. "That's...really rude...Ikuto..."
And right now I swear, that Ikuto's surprised face, with eyes where tears threatened to fall out of, was the most beautiful sight in the world.
G-chan: Awwww, how cute
Amu: -/-
G-chan: It was 2500 words! That's a round number!
Ikuto: So?
G-chan: I just thought... well... never mind... I've got half of the next chapter typed out so I don't think it'll take too long... Anyway; honors?
Kiseki: This commoner wants you to R&R for motivation and is especially motivated by long reviews, though I think she should use that motivation to serve ME! KING OF THE WORLD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-