Amu's P.O.V:

"So what should we do?" Nagi asked, looked at all of us. We all looked at each other, not really sure what to make of this day ourselves. I glanced at Ikuto, his hands were still bandaged with the white wrap and my curiosity grew, manifesting in my mind. As soon as he looked over at me, I looked at Yaya, who would not stop suggesting a local candy store. I wonder if he saw me staring at him.

"How about we see a movie?" Kukai suggested and we all nodded, enjoying the idea. It has been a while since I went to the movies with friends.

"No horror." Rima added, looking at Ikuto then at me, I chuckled nervously.

"A romance?" Utau said and Ikuto groaned.

"I know exactly which one you want to see, and I refuse." He spat.

"What movie is that?" I questioned.

"Only the best movie coming out now." Utau's eyes had a sparkle in them and I chuckled.

"I'll go see it if Utau wants to." I decided and Ikuto glared at me, I cleared my throat and looked at Yaya, she nodded eagerly.

"I want to see it too!"

"Fine, let's go see it." Kukai seemed about as excited as Ikuto, but smiled for Utau. Even though that night at the party gave me a different view on Kukai, I know that he does care about his friends, even if it is just a little. I still will never trust him with alcohol though.

We all walked to the theater, all of us talking to Utau about the movie. From the information that I gathered, it is like any other love story you will find out there. A new girl arrives to the school, and the popular football player falls for her, but the antagonist who is head cheerleader who hates the new girl. But everything works out in the end and they end up together, that is my prediction at least.

In all honesty, I should enjoy the fact that we're seeing this movie, I do need to study up on romance. The thing is, I don't want to see it at all, I want to experience the fiery passion myself, not have it projected on the screen for me to watch for two hours. Ikuto was silent during the entire walk, his nose crinkled in disgust from the mention of the movie, it seems as if he really doesn't feel like seeing it.

An idea popped into my mind, maybe I could sneak him out of the theater and we could go somewhere alone. There is probably no way to sneak him out without at least Yaya noticing, and I know she will make a fuss about it. I sighed, no point in trying that idea.

"Why are you sighing?" Someone flicked my forehead and I growled, looking up at navy eyes that twinkled with amusement.

"Do you have a death wish?"

"Maybe, and now that I answered your question, answer mine." He smirked.

"I just don't feel like watching a romance." I shrugged.

"I thought if Utau wants to see it, you do to." He mocked my tone and I glared at him.

"It's called being nice, might want to try it some time." I smiled at him and he rolled his eyes.

"Being nice is overrated, I'd rather be a sarcastic asshole at any time of the day." He smirked.

"Well you're succeeding, aren't you?"

"One more achievement than you I suppose." He winked and I growled, his attitude was amusing but also aggravating, he walked over to Kukai and started talking with him, while Yaya came over to me.

"What did he say?"

"He is just being annoying." I balled up my fists.

"Really?" Yaya wiggled her eyebrows at me and I chuckled.

"Yes, stop thinking about dirty things." I poked her cheek and her face turned a bright red.

"I-I was not!" She defended herself and I laughed. We all walked into the theater, luckily we all had our wallets with us to pay for our own tickets. We all made our way to the theater, where Yaya sat on one side of me and Ikuto on the other, which confused me. Maybe he is just looking for more ways to piss me off, well I was ready for anything.

The lights dimmed down and the movie began rolling, I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms over my chest, looking at Ikuto and then back at the screen. Since Ikuto's and Utau's dad is the principal, I wonder if he already knows about their skip. Maybe this has happened before and he decides to give it a break, but knowing how he treats Ikuto, he would not give up on it so easily.

The beginning made it seem like a terrible movie already, I wasn't really sure why but it was just a gut feeling. I yawned a couple of times which caught Ikuto's attention, I felt his eyes on me a couple of times but I ignored him, trying Sam's strategy of playing hard to get.

I felt something nudge at my arm but thought it was accidental, until I felt it again but disregarded.

"Do you have no feeling in this arm or something?" Ikuto hissed at me and I finally looked at him.

"I am trying to enjoy the movie." I spoke calmly.

"But not succeeding, are you?" He asked and I huffed, was it really that obvious that I did not like the movie. "Let's ditch this place, I have a better place." He said and my eyes widened slightly, was he really asking to be alone with me?

"What are you going to do, take me for ransom?" I snorted.

"Fine, I'll just go by myself." he shrugged, standing up and leaving, I wanted to see if he would stand and wait for me, but he just walked away. Like in the nurse's office, which pissed me off even more.

"Yaya, I'll call you." I patted her hand and stood up, following him, ignoring the looks I got from other people. Even though I just stepped in there, the light was blinding and I looked for that glimpse of midnight-blue, which I found.

"Asshole, it's not polite to leave someone there!" I called for him and he turned around.

"I thought you didn't want to come!" He called back, the slightest hint of a smile gracing his lips.

"Never said that!" I laughed, running up to him, and it dawned upon me, like an anvil crashing on my head. He smiled, not once has he ever smiled at me normally, usually a smirk or a blank face.

"So, I know you have been staring at my injury for a while." He rubbed his arm, the one covered in the bandages and I nodded.

"It's just noticeable, a lot of people have paid attention to it." I said, referring to all the whispers in the hall today.

"Yeah, some people just really need to mind their own business." He said under his breath, but I heard him perfectly. "How come you're not asking what happened, even though a hundred other people did?"

"When did they ask you?"

"When I came to get Kukai and Nagihiko, so many people swarmed me." He explained.

"I didn't tell you about my nose, why should I expect information from you?" I looked at him and he rolled his eyes.

"That's right, you're a bit of information for a bit of information." He reminded me of that day in the library. Even though I would love to know if he caused the crack in the wall, it wouldn't be fair.

"Besides, if you wanted me to know, you would've told me by now."

"Why would I tell you if I don't even know if you care?" He shot back.

"Maybe just a little, I am a curious human being after all." I didn't know how to make it more subtle that I wanted to know.

"Well just ask me and I'll tell you."

"Why can't you just tell me?"

"Fine, when you're ready, I'll tell you." He walked ahead of me, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion, how did we even get to that point of the conversation?

After I caught up with him, silence fell upon us as we strolled the neighborhood, that I have never actually visited. I'm not sure how far we walked here, because my head was mostly filled with random thoughts or song lyrics as we walked. There were more hills and small shops on the sides, almost like a flea market, but filled with varieties of Japanese foods and small trinkets with some ancient past to them.

Any house we passed were pressed together, besides some alleys after every ten houses. It was such a nice area, I have not seen anything like it since I came here, I've never seen anything like it even in San Diego.

"Have you ever been here before?" Ikuto spoke up after half an hour of silence, popping all the thoughts bubbles in my mind.

"No, but I really like it." I looked around some more, people telling us to come to their stands and try out their high quality produce or meat.

"That's right, you're new to this town." He reminded himself.

"Yep." I nodded, he chuckled and grabbed my arm, pulling me as he ran, I stumbled a bit but finally caught balance. "What the hell, you could have just told me to follow you."

"But this way you can't slow down." He continued to run, I watched his hair fly in different directions because of the wind and lost focus of what was around us, but he suddenly stopped and I fell into him, my nose reacting terribly to the impact.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow!" I exclaimed, covering it with my hands, tears stinging my eyes.

"Pay attention, now wait here." He commanded and ran off without me. Asshole, it hurt like hell and he just tells me to pay attention and runs off, not even apologizing? Sure it was slightly my fault for not paying attention but I didn't care, I wanted him to say I'm sorry.

"Alright, I'm back." He came back and ripped something open that was in his hand, peeling off spare plastic-like sheets and then leaning down so that we would be face-to-face. He brought whatever was in his hands on my nose, I closed my eyes and winced, feeling it stick on me and then his presence backing away.

"That looks a bit better." He examined me and I finally opened my eyes again, I took out my phone and brought up the front camera, he placed a pink bandage with a heart in the middle on my nose.

"Thanks, I guess." I shrugged, rubbing my arm, feeling my heart race slightly.

"I figured you were probably upset about me not apologizing, well I just figured that saying sorry wouldn't heal it." How the hell did he know that?

"It's fine, Tsukiyomi." I quickly said and regretted it, he took my shoulder and brought me closer to him, the tip of his nose touching mine slightly and the breath hitched in the back of my throat.

"Five." He said and pulled away, a smirk on his lips.

"What was that?" I questioned his actions.

"I was hoping to get you all flustered." He snapped his fingers and I laughed.

"You can't me like that anymore, you won't get anymore reactions out of me." I proudly marched away from him. Though it was surprising, the pain in my nose healed instantly when he did that, but I would never admit that.

"I wonder if my idiot sister is enjoying that movie." Ikuto spoke to himself, sipping on the drink he bought a minute ago from one of the stands.

"It's a shame, we wasted that money for a movie we didn't even see."

"Not me, I stole twenty dollars from my dad's wallet." He slurped and I swatted his shoulder.

"You can't just go around stealing money."

"Figured it was a fair trade, he stole my freedom, I stole his money."

"Freedom?" I whispered, making sure he couldn't hear. That reminded me of when I heard him play piano, his father told him to stop playing his music, and then Ikuto said something about his mother and that he was being controlled like a puppet. What did he say about his mom again, something about her being able to live her own dream?

What does that even mean, being able to live your dream? A dream job or something like that? Who was his mother anyway, and how come he tells everyone that he doesn't have a mother? Different questions rushed through my mind uncontrollably, I tried to find logical answers for all of them but there were far too many.

Should I just ask him, and risk him getting upset at me, or wait for the curiosity to settle in my stomach? I looked up at him a couple of times, due to the nice height difference between us. There was no pained expression on his face when he spoke about his father, just a blank one, to make it seem like he didn't care. I knew that he did though, deep down.

We have emotional bonds with our parents, no matter how much we try to deny it, we love them truly even if it doesn't seem like it. They raised us and we are supposed to trust them, we should be able to spill our darkest secrets to them.

"You seem to be thinking hard about something." He observed.

"It's nothing really." I waved him off.

"No, tell me." He demanded and I sighed.

"I was finally going to ask about your fist." I pointed at it, not wanting to tell him my true thoughts.

"Well ask then." He said.

"What happened to your hand?" I finally gave up.

"I punched the wall in band room," I knew it was him. "Frustration and anger, all caused by my father." Just like what I suspected, all of his emotions overflowed and it turned into something physical.

"Was it really worth it, the pain?" I stared into his eyes, losing myself in them, like I was drowning the in the dark ocean. I guess it's just a hobby of mine to compare his eyes to an ocean.

"When you're me, you teach yourself to be numb after a while." His words had never held such a sorrow, it struck my heart harder than expected, I finally looked away and stared at my feet.

"O-Oh." I managed to choke out, not really sure what to say.

"There you guys are!" Kukai skated over to us, while the rest of the group just walked behind him.

"Amu, the movie was so sad!" Yaya threw her arms around my neck, sobbing into my neck. "The girl died in the end!"

"Rather unexpected." Utau crossed her arms over her chest.

"How did she die?" I asked.

"She pushed him out-of-the-way of a bus that was coming towards him." Rima explained and I rolled my eyes.

"Pretty cheesy, if you ask me."

"Don't say that, you cold-hearted woman!" Yaya threw weak punches at me and I chuckled.

"So what were you two doing?" Nagi asked.

"And where did you get that bandage?" Utau smirked at Ikuto and I.

"I bought it-"

"I bought it for her." Ikuto confessed, I was attempting to cover up for him, but I guess he didn't really care. Why did that upset me, did I think the bandage had some sentimental meaning? Of course not, I think I am going insane.

"Let's just-" Ikuto was cut off by the sound of his phone ringing, he took it out of his pocket and answered, I heard screaming from the phone and he just hung up.

"Utau, dad found out and is upset about us skipping, we have to get home." He seemed to emphasize dad more than it needed to be.

"Right, see you guys later!" Utau waved to us goodbye as she walked away with him.

Excerpt From Amu's Latest Chapter

"It's your fault for being clumsy, now stay here." Ren raised his hands up, like I was an animal that he was trying to keep in one place as he walked off. I stomped my foot in frustration, how dare he just leave without a proper apology and blame everything on me? It's his fault for pulling me like that! My nose was still pulsating from the pain, I groaned and spun on my heel, sitting on the ground.

This is why Aiko should have never dragged me into soccer, someone kicked the ball and it hit me straight in the face. I felt someone's arms around me and place something on my nose, it stuck to it and felt paper-thin.

"A bandage, so you can quit crying." His head appeared in front of me, upside down, his body bent over because he was standing behind me.

"It hurts, alright?" I huffed, suddenly, he brought his face closer and touched his nose with mine for a brief second, then pulling away.

"There." He finally straightened himself out, and somehow, my nose felt like it was never bruised in the first place.

I hope you all enjoyed, and I hope I didn't repeat too many words, because I felt like I did. This week has just been terrible so far but I felt better today, so I wanted write for all of you! I have my big end of the year trip on Friday and I cannot wait, we're returning home at five in the morning and I am going to love the late-night bus ride!

Please R&R!