Authors Note: I am going to start with saying I was originally just the beta reader to this story. The writer to this story is amutolovers. She is amazing and I loved helping her. The reason I am even posting this is I haven't heard from her in YEARS and I have been getting a lot of PMs asking if she will continue this story and if the next chapter is ready. I will be honest, Chapter 15 was the last chapter I received from her and after that she just never got back on the website. With that being said I have felt compelled to finish this story because I had such a love for this story and put a LOT of work into it. AmutoLovers has full credit to the first 15 chapters. I take credit to editing chapters 1-2 and 7-15. ToriiPheniox edited chapters 3-6. From now on though I will be taking full credit for the story ideas. If for some reason amutolovers magically appears after years of being absent I will kindly remove the story but for now I will take over for those who are still interested in finding out what happens. Thank you all and please remember I DO NOT OWN SHUGO CHARA!

Wildflower Reborn

Chapter one

'God, my body hurts so badly. The pain is excruciating this time.' Amu thought as she winched in pain. It's not the first time this has happened to her. She has experienced pain like this before but they have never hit her this hard before. Amu stood in absolute silence, waiting for the next blow to her body as her foster mom abused her.

The Hinamori family died in a car accident a little over two years ago, leaving Amu victim to the broken foster system. Her so called ' foster parents' took her in after the incident and at first they were the sweetest people and were kind to her. Unfortunately that kindness was short lived. Once they started receiving the checks that were meant to financially help support taking her in, they began to abuse her. Only having love for the money she helped them receive every month, they treated Amu like property and not a person.

As her foster mom continued to verbally abuse her and assault her body Amu simply allowed it to happen. What could she do? She couldn't fight back or she could end up in juvenile detention. Her foster mom told her many times that if she ever said a word of what they did to her that she would call the authorities and have her arrested for "Attacking her and forcing her to use self-defense."

Once her foster mother had finished with her, she left Amu beaten and bruised on the living room floor. With a pain filled gasp releasing from her mouth, Amu slowly sat up from the floor and took a moment to catch her breath. 'I think she may have bruised a rib this time.' Amu thought to herself as she struggles to stand up. She gripped onto the coffee table and raised herself up. It's just another day, she hoped the pain would subside before she left for work. She couldn't afford to call out again, they were bound to fire her if she kept saying she was sick all the time.

Amu held the side of her stomach and limped her way back to her bedroom to get ready. She would need to apply some heavy makeup to cover the bruises and perhaps tape up her stomach to stop the aching in her ribs. She foster mother had kicker her pretty hard in the ribs and she couldn't be sure she hadn't actually cracked it.

"It's nice to see you young master." A butler greet a man with striking midnight blue hair. The young man had just walked in to his home when he was greeted. "You too." he replied casually as he walked away and made his way to his bedroom.

'Today has been most uneventful. Just another boring day doing the same routine. Perhaps I will go out to the club tonight.' he thought to himself as he grab his phone and began to dial a number. Moments later someone answered. "What's up Ikuto?" said a voice on the other line.

"Tonight, Black Lynx Club. You in?" Ikuto asked as he sat down on his large king sized bed. "Sure, I'll tell the others." the voice replied and Ikuto hung up the phone.

Tsukiyomi Ikuto, the heir of Tsukiyomi Inc. One of the largest and biggest corporation in all of Japan and number two in the world. Ikuto may have looked like a normal teenager but he has been groomed for success from the day he was born. His face always shown up in business magazines or gossip magazines. He has a special trademark smirk that always seems to have girls drool over him.

While he may be an exceptional business man but his fault is his need to be with a new lady every week. He didn't care though, as Ikuto saw it, he had every right to be with whoever and however many he saw fit. Why have one when you can have them all was his philosophy. But unbeknownst to him, he was about to get a rude wakeup call later that night.

Amu held the side of her stomach and limped her way out of her bedroom. She had needed to apply some heavy makeup to cover the bruises on her face and had to tape up her stomach to stop the aching in her ribs.

Amu hobbled her way to the entrance way to grab her bag for work. She was stopped dead in her tracks though by her foster mother who was glaring at her from her spot on the living room couch.

Amu's face paled and she quickly grabbed her stuff off the hook in the entrance way. "Where the hell are you rushing off too in such a dame hurry?" Her foster mom asked with annoyance in her voice. "Work, I'll be home late." Amu muttered quietly before she opened the front door and left. She didn't want to wait for a reply, she didn't think her body could handle another beating if her foster mother were to get mad again.

Amu released a long sighed, before she continued to walk the long route to her work. Along the way she contemplated the same thing she did every time she left the house.

Amu wasn't stupid, she knew she was in a bad situation and she should leave and never look back. She wanted to just pack what little she had and just leave in the middle of the night. She'd managed to save up enough money from working as a waitress to make her escape. All that was left to do was obtaining the courage to not second guess herself and just go.

After about thirty minutes of half walking and half limping, Amu had finally arrived to work. She quickly dropped her stuff in the workers lounge and then changed into her uniform. She wore a long black sleeve button up along with red vest. A black mini-skirt clung to her hips and to match she wore thin black stockings. Lastly, she was required to wear a pair of black stiletto heels. After changing she went to clock in and begin her rounds at her tables.

"Ikuto. Over here!" A boy called his name as he entered his club. Yes, he was the owner of Black Lynx, one of the fanciest clubs/restaurants in Tokyo. "Yo Kukai, what's up man?" Ikuto greeted his best friend.

Souma Kukai, not only was he the most famous soccer player in all of Japan but he was also Ikuto's long time best friend. They've been getting into trouble together for years; always throwing outrageous parties together with tons of girl and alcohol present.

"Nagi, Tadase and Kairi will be here soon." Kukai announced as he glanced around the packed club. Ikuto just nod his head, he began to scan the room for a sexy girl to take home tonight. His eyes catch a glimpse of pink. He turns around and sees a girl with pink hair waiting on a table. Ikuto couldn't get a good view of her face because she was facing away from him.

Seeing how well the club uniform fit to her body caused Ikuto to smirk. After Kukai and he had taken a seat at their table, Ikuto asked one of the food runners to call her over to them. Ikuto was positive that she would drool over him just like all the others had.

The runner walked over and talked to the manager on duty before walking back to the kitchen. Ikuto watched as the manager went over and talked with the girl. When she turned her body around to look in his direction, he could she her face. He froze, her big honey-colored eyes caught his azure one. Her face looked so beautiful, even if she was wearing too much make-up. He smirk, he couldn't wait to play with her.

"Hinamori Amu" her manager ran up to her before she could move. "Yes, sir?" she asked politely, giving a slight bow with difficulty from her hurt ribs. "Someone extremely important has request you to serve him and his party. You must do whatever that man asked of you. He is the owner of this club and can have anyone of us fired. You job tonight is to only sever him and his guests." Her boss explained to her while he pointed with his head to a midnight blue haired boy and some of his friends sitting in a rounded corner booth.

She angled her head slightly so she could see the young man's face. She saw him smirk, a sly smirk. She sighed, 'Another long day with obnoxious men to deal with. Just what I need today.' she thought exasperated. "I'll do my best to keep the owner happy sir. You can count on me." She said to her manager with the fakest smile she had ever give still present on her face. Her body still felt exhausted from the pain that her mother inflicted upon her, but she pushed though it and walked over to greet the table of young men. The blue haired one in particular.

"Hello everyone, my name is Amu Hinamori. I will be your sever this evening. Can I start any of you gentlemen off with a cocktail or a regular drink? She asked in a chipper voice. If she was lucky, they would all tip her really well. "I want a glass of cranberry and vodka please" replied the blue hair man.

"No problem sir, is there anything else you want?" she asked once more before getting ready to more on to the next order. Removing her attention away from him must have been the wrong move, because the young man leaned forward and smirked. He was all but demanding her attention.

"Yeah, I want you." Was his final answer.

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