Yuki- This week was okay. My friend is still a little mad at me. But she thinks that I'm the one ignoring her. Which is soooo not true. Eh. Time will fix it.

Enjoy.

Summary:
Tsukiyomi Ikuto has been mailing letters to a pen pal he was assigned to in kindergarten. Even though he was only supposed to talk to his pal for a month, he grown attached until high school. What will happen when his pen pal has come to his class?

I don't own Shugo Chara! in any way.

Ikuto- 15 - Kukai- 15

Nagihiko- 15 - Kairi- 15

Tadase- 15 - Yaya- 13

Utau- 13 - Rima 15

Amu- 14

Recap:

"I hate you! Don't ever speak to me again, you hear me?"

Those were the last words he heard before she dashed from his room and out the door,

into the rain.

~*Pen Pals*~

Ikuto stood in the middle of the room, speechless. He was frozen in his tracks. He didn't know what to think anymore. Amu's so dear to him. He just didn't want to hurt her.

Why did this happen? Why was he so stupid? Right when he found out that Amu was Amu, he could've told her right then and there. But no. He had to dig his own grave to save himself.

"What should I do... ?"

It was pouring rain by the time Amu made it to the park. The thunder was crashing, and the lightning was erupting. It took her a good fifteen minutes to realize that she ran out here.

But she didn't care... at the time. Now that she knows where she is, it was terrifying. She wanted to crawl in a hole. She was completely soaked from head to toe, and was freezing.

She didn't know what to do. She looked around until she saw a restaurant. It was more like a diner. It was the diner that her and Ikuto ate at.

"I-Ikuto..."

She shook her head. She didn't want to think about him. Not after what happened. She sneezed as she walked/stumbled to the small diner that was in close reach.

When she came inside, she sat on the closest booth. She wasn't hungry, so she shooed the waitress away politely.

She didn't have any money to spend. When she patted her pockets, she felt the letter from her Uncle Tsukasa.

"I forgot about this..." she mumbled as she took it out. The envelope was completely soak and was dripping. She made a disgusted face as she carefully opened it, and took the letter out that was inside. The letter was a little damp, but not completely ruined. She made a relieved sigh/couch as she unfolded the piece of paper.

Dear Amu-chan,

Please contact me whenever you can. There's something important that I need to disgust with you.

-Tsukasa.

Amu blinked. This letter was from about a week ago. So she never got a chance to contact him.

Just like clock-work, her cell rang.

Cause If one day you wake up and find your missing me
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin' maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet
And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,
I'm not moving, I'm not mo-

"Tsukasa..." she answered, her voice was cracked. She was crying so much, that she never made the time to calm herself down.

"Amu-chan, what's wrong? Where are you?"

"I'm at a diner in T-Tokyo..."

"Wait right there, I'm coming to pick you up. What's the address?"

After Amu gave Tsukasa the name and the address of the diner, he came within a half hour.

Tsukasa took Amu to the hotel he was staying at. It seems that he was in Japan to see Amu. But not the way she is now.

He gave her some clothes, and showed her to the bathroom.

Tsukasa sat quietly in the main room. He wanted to tell her some news, but he wasn't quite sure if she could take it at the emotional state she's in right now.

"Tsukasa-san, I'm done." Amu said as she came out of the bathroom.

She looked tired. More like exhausted. Tsukasa stood up. He has to tell her.

Now or never.

"Amu-chan, I came here to tell you something important." he said with a serious tone. Amu nodded as she sat down in the chair that was next to him. Tsukasa breathed in and out as he took out a video.

Amu raised an eyebrow. "What's that?" she asked. He held up his hand as he put the tape in the VCR.

"I recorded this once I saw the news." he said as he reluctantly turned it on.

"Good evening. Welcome to Hokkaido news at 5."

It was a recording of a news forecast. Amu looked at the screen curiously.

"Tonight's news forecast is about a plane crash on the way to Tokyo, Japan."

Amu's breath hitched.

"The plane was heading from Okinawa. There was only one survivor."

"No..."

"This one survivor was Hinamori Tsumugu. It appeared that he had a wife and child on the plane along with him. Hinamori Midori, and Hinamori Ami. They were announced deceased this morning."

Amu felt tears brim in her eyes. Her mom... and sister... were gone.

They weren't on this earth anymore. It wasn't fair... everything was going wrong.

Amu couldn't do anything but fall to her knees. She was shaking uncontrollably. She could barely keep herself from falling down all together. She was crying hysterically.

Tsukasa tried to put his hands on her back, but she slapped them away. She didn't want to be touched.

He did the first thing he thought of. He took her cell phone.

He looked through the various numbers, and messages to see who she's talked to the most recently. His finger stopped. He pressed the call button.

Please enjoy the music while your party is reached.

Hey soul sister, ain't that Mr. Mister on the radio, stereo,
the way you move ain't fair, you know!
Hey soul sister, I don't want to miss a single thing you do...tonight
Hey, hey,he-

"Amu?" He heard a rather deep voice on the other line. Tsukasa coughed a little before replying.

"Um, no this is Amakawa Tsukasa. I'm using Hinamori Amu's phone. I'm going to be needing your services."

Ikuto grimaced as he listened to what this man was telling him. When he finally finished, Ikuto spoke only these four words.

"I'm on my way."

When he arrived to the hotel, Ikuto walked right through the door. There, he saw Tsukasa in the main room.

"Where is she?" he asked. Tsukasa nodded towards the back room.

"I finally got her to stand, and walk her to a bed. She's awake, but..." he trailed off. Ikuto nodded as he walked slowly to the room.

Then he stopped. Amu didn't want to see him. But... she needs him. He's the only person that can help her, and he knows it. When he made his way closer to the back room, he heard little gasps and whimpers.

It was Amu.

He breathed unevenly as he reached the door knob to push it open. "Amu?" No response. He saw that she was on the bed, still crying hysterically. Ikuto sighed as he sat on the bed next to her. "Amu..."

He tried to put his hand on her back, but all she did was slap it away furiously. She didn't want anyone to touch her... not even Ikuto.

"I thought I told you to never speak to me again..." she growled. Ikuto resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "You know me well enough that I wouldn't do such a thing." he replied.

Amu grumbled. She had the covers over her, not showing any part of her body. Ikuto sighed. "Amu... please, you have to get up. You can't just rot here."

Amu didn't respond. Her tears wouldn't let her. "I just... I just can't believe that they're gone... mama... Ami..." she whimpered. Ikuto gave her a worried expression. He's never seen Amu this way before.

He wanted to embrace her pain and suffering.

But... how was he going to do that?

~*Pen Pals*~

Yuki- There we go. Done. Sorry, if that chapter sucked. This week was just... belgh. I don't own any songs that were used in this chapter.

But anyway, I'm holding a little contest.

It's a one-shot contest.

Whoever can make me any kind of amuto oneshot, get's a prize.

There's going to be different categories.

Best Tragedy, Best Comedy, Best Fluffy,

And Best Overall.

The prize for "Best Tragedy" will be a semi-long Tragedy one-shot dedicated to them.

The prize for "Best Comedy" will be a semi-long Comedy one-shot dedicated to them.

etc, etc.

The prize for "Best Overall" is going to be a loooong one-shot dedicated to them and only them.

If you do it, then the title of your entry will be "Toximemory's one-shot contest entry: ____" the blank is where you put the category.

So... you wanna try?

R&R