Amu's P.O.V.
BANG, BANG, BANG! Amu jolted awake at the loud noise. She lay in her bed for a second before sitting up. Then she waited again. BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!
"Holy shit." She whispered. "No freakin' way." Racing to her feet she pulled on her loosest clothing, hoping it would be enough to hide what she needed hidden. At that moment though, she didn't much care. In the next two seconds she had ripped open her bedroom door, rushing down the stairs. When she got to the bottom she saw Ikuto going towards the door. Calming herself, she slowly followed after him.
He placed his hand on the door, then turned to look at Amu with confusion in his eyes. They waited.
"Helloooooo! Is anyone home?!" BANG, BANG, BANG!
At that moment Ikuto opened the door so fast that the people standing on the other side froze in surprise for a moment.
One male had his hand raised as if he was going to start slamming on the door once more.
"See!" He grinned at the three other people beside him. "Told you there was someone here."
A girl huffed shaking her head. She tilted her head at Ikuto. "We came to visit at this beach for only two nights, however this idiot," She smacked the guy she'd been talking to on the back of his head, "Ran out the car battery. We were wondering if you had any jumper cables and also if you wouldn't mind driving to where we were so-"
"We don't have a car." Ikuto said, his voice edged with surprise.
"How do you not have a car?" The girl asked, Amu who had hidden behind a corner, only peering out at what was going on, slowly showed herself. Amu froze when she realized that she knew the girl, the girl stared at her one of her eyebrows slightly twitching in similar recognition. "Lovers?"
"No." Both Amu and Ikuto said.
"I think we frightened them." Another guy from the group said, in the group of four three of them were guys. "Maybe we should introduce ourselves?"
"Tell me why you don't have a car." The girl said in a voice brushed with annoyance. Her eyes pulled away from Amu to return to Ikuto.
"This is Rima." The guy that had been knocking said. He had orange hair that spiked in all directions. "I'm Kukai."
"Tadase." The second guy, a girly one with blonde hair, waved.
"You may call me Kairi." The final one stated. He pushed up his glasses as he said his name making it seem totally cheesy.
"I'm Ikuto." Ikuto replied. "That guy's Akira."
"Woah." Kukai laughed. "He's like Tadase. Girly man."
"Kukai, stop interrupting me." Rima crossed her arms. "Now why don't you have a car?"
"Our parents are assholes and left us here with no form of transportation, or communication, with the outside world." Ikuto said, Amu noticed his eyes were still wide.
"That sucks." Kukai whistled. "So, is that why you guys are looking at us like we're aliens?"
"Do you know how long it will be until your parents show up again?" Rima asked as Kairi messed with his phone. It took every ounce of Amu's strength not to lunge at him, snatch the phone, and call her father to give him a piece of her mind.
"Five months." Ikuto stated.
"How long have you guys been out here?" Tadase asked tilting his head to look over Kukai's shoulder.
"One month." Ikuto said in the same monotonous tone.
"So no car, no link to the outside world." Kukai squinted at them. "You two sure you aren't on a game show?"
Ikuto shook his head. "If only."
"We have no signal out here." Kairi growled stowing his phone. "How long until the college sends for us?"
"One week." Kukai replied. "Plenty of time for the get to know yous with these two delightful people."
Amu narrowed her eyes. She stared at Rima who met her gaze. It was far too obvious that she knew the blonde, and the blonde knew her.
Both of them were loners, outcasts. They'd been going to the same school since the fifth grade, however they weren't even remotely close enough to be called friends. They didn't hate each other though, Rima was the only person other then Ami that Amu could honestly say she didn't hate. Though she didn't like Rima either. She felt nothing towards the blond girl.
However Rima was now on Amu's danger radar, Rima knew Amu was a girl. Since the pinkette had just started to trust Ikuto, and they seemed to be getting closer only by small amount, she knew it was too early for him to know that she was a girl.
"Can we at least come in?" Kukai groaned. "We're baking out here."
Ikuto stared at them. "Fine."
Amu straightened, backing away as the group passed. She kept her gaze on the short blond, who mimicked Amu. Both of their eyes bore into each others until Amu could only see her back.
"Not good." She whispered after Ikuto had lead them into the living room. First things first, she needed to bind. She hadn't had time with all the commotion.
So she hurdled back up the steps, into her room. Grabbing the bandages she pulled off her shirt and hoodie and was about to wrap, then she froze, noticing some marks on her chest. Binding so much was finally catching up to her.
She gently touched the red marks, blood vessels.
"This is also going to be a problem." She murmured. There was a slight throb from her injured body. She should've felt it earlier but she guessed that they were just waiting for her to notice. "I need a proper binder. Like the ones I had at home."
She looked at the bandages clenched in her fist. Then back at the mirror.
"I'll be fine for now." She decided. Slowly she began to wrap when she heard a quiet knock at the door. She froze in place staring at it.
"I know you're in there pinky, don't act like you aren't." Rima's soft voice carried. "Let me in or I might just let it slip what you're hiding."
Amu scrambled to throw on her hoodie before quickly opening the door, dragging Rima in, then closing it and locking it with a click.
"So you were binding?" Rima guessed as Amu turned away from the door to find her holding up an end of the bandage that hung from the hoodie. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't it bad to use Ace bandages for this type of stuff."
Amu slapped her hand over the blonde's mouth. "Shut, up. Ikuto doesn't know about me being a girl. And I don't trust him nearly enough to let him know. I have to do what I can so he won't find out."
Rima moved Amu's hand away rolling her eyes. "And you think when you two finally get closer you can reveal this 'little fact' to him without there being issues? Sweet heart please."
"Why do you even care so much about this?" Amu asked. "We never spoke in school. I'm not even exaggerating, this is the first time we've spoken for as long as we've been existing in the same area."
"I'm not that interested." Rima shrugged. She grabbed the bottom of Amu's hoodie hoisting it up. "Yup, thought so. You already have some popped blood vessels. You shouldn't be wrapping anymore."
"Don't tell me what I already know." Amu hissed snatching the bottom from Rima so she could cover herself again. "I only have a few more months, then I can forget about this whole thing."
"You're straight right?" Rima asked.
"What?" Amu asked.
"Your sexuality. Straight?"
"Why does th-"
"Didn't you have a crush on someone in seventh grade, and when his friends found out they teased him about it and then he gave you shit over it?"
"How do you even remembe-"
"I watch people's actions so I can blackmail them. Nagi knows that best." Rima alluded to her boyfriend that Amu had often seen her with when she still went to high school. "Anyway, from what I'm guessing, you were placed in here with more then enough time for you to fall in love with that boy toy of yours. Now if you do happen to fall in love with him, which you most probably will, revealing your little secret will be that much deadlier. It will most likely wreck how close you two have become and replace it with his distrust and loathing."
"It won't matter because I w-"
"You don't know that." Rima once more interrupted. "Feelings are wacky and wild. For all you know you could be secretly harboring the tiniest bit of attraction to him. And if he makes one move you'll just fall. That easily."
Amu wouldn't admit that Rima was right. "Why do you care so much?"
"Mostly because I'm bored and you seem like a person who could help me with that. But also because you and I are similar. I don't want to see one of the only people I don't genuinely hate crashing and burning." Rima gave a sarcastic smile.
Amu returned it.
"Why don't you just take us with you in a week when your college comes to get you?"
Rima shook her head. "Now where would be the fun in that?" She looked at Amu's wardrobe. "Until next week though, I'll help you keep your little secret. As best as I can anyway."
"Oh you're so kind."
"Don't be sarcastic on a truthful statement."
The girls once more gave a fake smile to each other.
Five minutes later they walked down the steps and joined the group that was discussing events of the past month.
A silent pact had been forged, and it was the start of an interesting friendship.