Thank you Hime Cullen Tsukiyomi, Ammarath the Immortal, ShadowedBlossom, sylvanicara for reviewing =D

*sniffs* so bored last weekend D:! Have to get used to not writing fanfiction again...

All the testing and whatnot is messing with my head T_T last time it took me 4 hours to write that pathetic chapter when it would've normally taken me half an hour. And it's been making me accidentally show my secret love for Amu-Ikuto cuddle moments ._.

Well anyways, this is no longer the last chapter~ since I decided to just add my ideas for the sequel into this story because... well... this story's kind of short looking o_o


Amu and Ikuto standing in the doorway of Yori's house, keys in Amu's hand.

"So what exactly did Yori tell you to do?" Ikuto asked.

"Um..." Amu said as she tried to remember. "Clothes go to me. Food goes to you. House to charity and furniture to parents."

"Well," Ikuto said. "Let's get the easy stuff done first. We'll go get the clothes and the food."

Amu nodded, and stuck the key into the keyhole. She turned it, and an audible click was heard. Ikuto opened the door, and the two of them walked inside. Amu raised an eyebrow at a shattered picture frame laying on the ground.

"So," Amu said. "That's what you hit your head on..."

Ikuto bent down and examined the broken pieces.

"And to think this little thing ended me up in the hospital," he muttered darkly. Amu bent down and looked at it with him. Underneath all the shattered glass and the broken frame was a small picture. It wasn't a fancy picture; just black and white. It showed Yori sitting in between her parents; all three of their faces shown with smiles.

"They look so happy together," Amu said quietly, playing around with the edges of the picture with her fingers. "It's going to be hard telling her parents about all of this."

"Wait a minute," Ikuto interrupted her. "Why are we going to tell them anyways?"

Amu rolled her eyes.

"Stupid," she said. "We have to, since Yori said she wanted some of her stuff to go to her parents. I mean, it's not like we can just go knock on their door and go 'Hey, your daughter is alive and healthy and wants to give all her furniture to you guys since she doesn't need it anymore!' right?"

"I guess you're right," Ikuto said. "But how are we going to tell them?"

Amu thought for a moment.

"I," she said slowly. "Have no freaking idea."

Ikuto gave Amu a reassuring hug.

"Well think about it," he said encouragingly. "While you're at it, go get the clothes. I want to see you in something other than that uniform for a change."

Amu smiled and blushed lightly. Then, she stood up and went in search of Yori's closet.

******

"So here it is," Amu said to herself after looking through half the rooms in the house. She flicked on the light switch, and jumped back in shock. The room stretched about 40 feet across and 50 feet wide, packed with clothes.

"This," Amu said quietly. "Is. All. MINE?!"

She smiled and ran up to the nearest shelf full of clothes and began pawing through everything. Amu had only tried on about a fourth of the clothes in the closet until she heard a quiet knock on the door.

"Amu!?" a voice said. "You done in there yet? You've been in there for ages."

"Oh... um," Amu said after realizing it was Ikuto. "Just a second."

And she dove back into the mountain of clothes looking for something to wear. In the end, she decided on a blue vest, jean shorts, and a pair of matching black boots (pic's on profile). After Amu felt she looked decent, she opened to door to find Ikuto leaning against the wall outside, looking bored. As soon as he saw Amu standing in front of him, however, his bored expression turned into one of shock.

"Ikuto...?" Amu asked. No response. She raised one of her arms and waved it in front of his face. "Ikuto?"

Ikuto jumped and blinked a couple of times.

"Huh...?" He said in a bit of a daze. Amu sighed and shook her head.

"Nothing," she said. "It's just you weren't saying anything so I got a bit worried."

Ikuto shrugged.

"It's just I never thought you would look so good in those clothes," he pointed out. "Anyways, you ready to go yet?"

Amu blushed and nodded, and the two of them headed back to Ikuto's car.

"So," Amu said casually. "Any ideas on how to break the news to Yori's parents?"

Ikuto shook his head, and the two of them got into Ikuto's car.

"You got any ideas?" Ikuto asked.

"Well..." Amu said slowly. "I could pretend to be Yori for a-"

"No." Ikuto's answer was firm. "I already had to loose you twice. No way I'm going to just sit here and let it happen a third time."

Amu was quiet for a minute and continued thinking.

"How about," Ikuto suggested. "You write a note forging Yori's handwriting. Write that Yori's going somewhere, only based on the 'circumstances' she can't tell anyone where. Then just write that she wanted her furniture to go to her parents. I'll give them the letter saying I found it in my house."

"That could actually work," Amu said. "I mean, it's basically the truth, isn't it? But, do you have anything I could forge Yori's handwriting off of?"

Ikuto nodded.

"That day she came over to yell at me five years ago," he said, his thoughts wandering to that day in the past. "She forgot this notebook with all these phone numbers in it. I never bothered giving it back, because I had this feeling that it would come of use later, which it has. So, just pull out a couple of letters from here and then and forge them."

"Okay," Amu agreed. "Let's go back to your house, get the book and let me forge it. Then you can go drop it off at Yori's parent's house while I go and give her house to charity."

*****

Mom and Dad...

You don't know how sorry I am for all of this. But, I have to go. Because of the circumstances and the complications, I can't exactly tell you where, and I also would be wrong to ensure you that I'm safe and sound. However, I can assure you that I am happy and satisfied with where I plan to be going, so please don't worry about me...
I left this note with Ikuto-kun. You remember him, don't you? He took me out on a date once. However, I can't exactly say I feel that way about him anymore. He's more of a best friend to me than a boyfriend. Still, I gave this to him, because it was the only way of getting this note to you without causing a big commotion with you guys. If he does give this to you, please thank him for me. I also told him to help you get all the furniture from my house. It's yours now. I have no use for it where I'm going, and I'm giving everything else I owned away accordingly.
Remember, don't worry about me, as I knew exactly what I was doing when I decided to leave.
~Yori

Amu held up the note as she read it aloud, satisfied with the results. Ikuto sat beside her, nodding with approval. The two of them were curled up on Ikuto's couch back home. Amu attempted copying Yori's handwriting onto the note, making it more authentic. After half an hour and a stack of messed up papers, Amu leaned against Ikuto's chest, admiring her finished sighed.

"Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" He asked once again. Amu rolled her eyes.

"Ikuto," she said, frustrated. "It's a charity center. The most they can do is reject the house. It's not like they're going to kill me or something, right?"

Ikuto wrapped both his arms around Amu and pulled her closer.

"I know," he murmured. "But I just got you back. I don't want to have to see you go again, even if it's just for a little bit."

Amu blushed.

"Fine," she said. "I'll go with you and you can come with me."

Ikuto, looking slightly happier, stood up. Amu did the same, and the two of them headed for Yori's parent's house.

*****

"Ikuto," Amu asked, annoyed. "Are you sure you know where you're going?"

The two of them had been driving in circles in the same neighborhood for the past hour. Ikuto nodded.

"All I have to do is find the house I went to to go pick up Yori all those years ago," Ikuto reminded her.

"And which house is that?" Amu asked.

"I'm... not... sure," Ikuto said after thinking. Amu groaned as he made another U-turn and continued down the road once again. As Ikuto slowed the car down to make another turn, Amu heard a tap on her window. She turned and saw a woman looking at her through the window.

"Can I help you guys?" The woman asked politely. "I was looking out my window, and could help but notice that you passed my house at least fifteen times."

"Told you," Amu muttered under her breath, barely loud enough for Ikuto to hear. Ikuto rolled his eyes at her and leaned towards Amu's window.

"Are you Ly-san?" He asked. The woman looked confused, but nodded.

"You were looking for me...?" She said. Ikuto nodded, and pulled Amu's note out of his pocket.

"Your daughter told me to give this to you," he explained as the woman took the note from his hand. She read it, ad tears began to fall from her face. Then, she turned her head back to Ikuto.

"Do you have any idea where she could have gone?" She asked desperately. Ikuto shook his head.

"Sorry," he said apologetically. "But no."

Amu, who's head was turned away from Ly-san, raised an eyebrow at Ikuto.

He's a real good liar. If I didn't know any better, I would've thought that he was telling the truth.

Ly-san wiped the tears away from her eyes.

"Thanks for bringing this," She said earnestly. "I know it says here that you're supposed to help us carry the furniture, but you don't have to. We can manage on our own. And, I could tell that you were lying about not knowing where Yori-chan went, but I won't question you anymore. I trust Yori and her decisions, and all I hope is that she's happy."

Ikuto nodded, and Amu closed her window as Ly-san walked away, clutching the note in her hand.

"So," Amu said as they were driving away. "I hope you know where the charity building is. I don't feel like sitting in this car for another hour or two again."

Ikuto chuckled and nodded. He leaned over in his chair to give Amu a quick kiss on the forehead, causing her to blush furiously and Ikuto to laugh at her flushed cheeks.

*****
*Skips over charity part... I didn't really think about what happens there, so just imagine that they went in, the charity accepted the house, and they left*
*****

"Okay," Ikuto said, starting up the car again. "Time for the last thing to do."

Amu looked at him, bewildered.

"Last?" She repeated. "But I thought we're done.

"Not yet," Ikuto told her. "We still have to let all our friends from when we were little that you're okay."

The confused look on Amu's face only grew even more confused.

"Everyone else..." she whispered. "I completely forgot about them. Guess I was too happy about seeing you again."

Ikuto smiled at her.

"Well," he said. "We still have to introduce you back to everyone. Let's just say that Rima didn't take the news that you were dead very well."

Amu nodded.

"But what if they ask where I was?" she asked.

"I already thought of that," Ikuto said proudly. "We're going to say that you got out of the fire safely. You tried to find us once you were out of the building, but you got lost. While wandering around, you were discovered by a kind couple who took you in. You moved to America with them right after that, hence your disappearance. The couple was killed in a car accident recently, so you came back to try to look for use."

Amu grinned.

"What a well thought out story," She said sarcastically. "but it just might work..."

Ikuto pulled the car to a stop outside a fairly large house.

"This is Kukai's house," he explained. "I told them all to meet here because I have a surprise for them."

Ikuto took Amu's hand and led her toward the front door. Ikuto placed Amu so that no one from inside the house could see her, and then knocked on the door. Kukai answered on the first knock.

"Ikuto!" He said happily. Ikuto saw everyone else crowd around behind Kukai. "So what's the surprise?"

Ikuto smiled at Amu gently, and pulled her into view.

"Remember her?" Ikuto asked everyone. He smirked as the shock on their faces. Tadase was the first one to be able to speak again.

"H-Hina-HINAMORI-SAN!?!" He practically yelled. Amu smiled as she raised a hand to wave at them.

"That's me," she said softly.


REVEIW PLEASE. God, I'm in such a bad mood today T_T took me two hours to write this because I was so pissed. I got a B in science, meaning I can't show my parents my report card D: Because of the whole asian-failure thing. The part that pisses me off the most was I could've gotten a 4.0, but NO. I had to have a person that's racist against asians for my science teacher T_T So uh... review... it'll make me feel better.