Sorry guys for the super late update. I have a quizilla account and I got so into my story on there that I forgot all about this one! And for your convience, I got rid of all of the Shugo Chara characters invading the story....well, except for one.

Rima:Yo.

I didn't have the heart to boot her out; she's the person who pokes at the bad flaws in my story to make it better for you guys!

Well, enjoy the story! ^^

Recap:

The rest of the charas just stared as Amu was carried inside the limo.

Suddenly, a wind came by and blew off Miki's hat.

"AAH! MY HAT!" yelled Miki as she went to retrieve it. As she picked up her hat, she noticed a figure on Amu's balcony. "Wha…?".

"Come on Miki! We're leavin'!" Ran yelled.

"'kay, coming!" Miki yelled. She took a second look back at the figure and went inside the limo.

Start:

"My little Amu is growing up so fast!" Mama was still smiling happily after Amu was long gone; Papa didn't look too happy about that idea.

"I know!" Papa cried. He dried his face with his arm sleeve and checked his watch. "It's almost time for my show!" he yelled as he plopped on the couch and turned on the TV to max. volume.

"Mama! My friend is here to pick me up!" Ami yelled as she ran out the door into the car.

"Oh! Tell her mom I said hi!" Mama yelled after her. "See you tomorrow!". She closed the door and passed by Papa as she headed up the stairs. "I'm going to go to bed early, good night!"

If Papa had turned the TV a little lower, they could have heard the squeaks from Amu's opening balcony door.

"That was some night, huh guys?" Amu asked Yaya and Rima as they were going home in the limo.

"Yeah it was!" Yaya pumped her fist into the air.

"You're only saying that because you actually had a date to go with," Rima stated calmly.

"Yeah! You ditched us to go hang with Kukai!" Amu accused.

Yaya snickered. "It's not my fault you guys don't have boyfriends yet." The limo went to a stop.

"Well, guys, see you on Monday!" Amu said over her shoulder as she climbed out of the limo.

"Cya!" Yaya and Rima yelled after her as the limo drove away.

Amu could hear the loud blasts of the television screen as she walked up to the front door.

"Papa gets so into his shows," Amu snickered.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Miki said suddenly.

"What do you mean?" Amu asked.

"Yeah, he always watches his shows like this," Su piped up.

Miki shook her head. "Not about that. It's just, before we left, I thought I saw something-someone walking on Amu's balcony."

"Probably just Ikuto," Ran snickered as Amu blushed.

"I guess," Miki sighed and Amu opened up the front door.

"Mama! Papa! I'm home!" she yelled, but was every noise she made was drowned out by the television. She saw the back of her dad's head resting on the top of the couch and she walked up and hugged him around the neck. "I said I'm home…..huh?" Amu felt something sticky and pulled back her arms. There was bloody all over her forearms and hands. Ran, Miki and Su hugged each other and yelped lightly as they crawled into Amu's carrying bag for them.

"Papa?" Amu asked frightfully as she walked around the couch to face him. She screamed and covered her mouth with her hand, crawling on the floor and sputtering as she made her way towards the stairs. This can't be real, it has to be a dream, no, not a dream, a nightmare. "Mama! Papa is…is…" She couldn't bring herself to say it as she went into her parents' room. Amu heard a loud screech coming from the bathroom and she crawled under the bed. She could see two pairs of footsteps; one she recognized to be her mothers'.

"Where is she!?!?" a voice she remembered roared; she shuddered at the memory.

"No!" Mama screamed. "I'm not telling you!". The man slapped her across the face and she fell to the ground right by the bed where Amu was hiding.

"Tell me NOW!!" the man roared on.

Mama was too weak to continue on refusing. She glanced around and her eyes met Amu's under the bed. She gave a weak smile to her, but the killer finally lost his temper. Amu watched, biting her lip as hard as she could to not scream, as a knife went down her mom's stomach so many times she lost count. The killer left the room and Amu could hear the soft squeaking of her balcony door closing.

How? How could he do this to her? To her family? Suddenly a voice in the back of her mind struck her. What are you doing feeling sorry for yourself? Call the police so he doesn't hurt anyone else! She got out from under the bed and held back tears as she went past her mom's bleeding body. She ran downstairs and picked up the phone, her hands shaking uncontrollably as she dialed 9-1-1.

"Hello, what is your emergency?" a voice came on in her ear.

"I did it for us," came another voice on her other. Amu turned around and screamed at the killer.

"Then what happens?" the school psychiatrist asked.

"Then I wake up, like always," Amu replied. She was in the school psychiatrist's room, telling him that the nightmares that haunted her after her parents were first killed were coming back to haunt her again.

"Amu, you know that he's never going to hurt you again," her principal assured her. "He's locked up far away. The only place he can hurt you now is in your dreams."

**And how is him being in my dreams every night torturing me better?**

"So, Amu, prom's pretty close to coming this year. You excited?" the Dr. Harper (what I named the psychiatrist) asked.

Amu nodded her head. "Now that the freak has been locked up, I'm so excited to have some free time with my friends again. Not to mention the rockin' dress I saved up for".

"Really? What color is it?".

"It's a champagne color and it's really sexy." The principal raised an eyebrow and Amu giggled.

Bring! Bring! Bring!

"Looks like school's over," Dr. Harper announced. "Have a good time at your prom!".

"Thanks Dr. H! See you Monday!" Amu called as she ran out the door. She was walking to her locker when someone tapped her on the shoulder.

"Hey, Amu!" Yaya cheered. "Ready for prom tonight?".

"Not yet," Amu smiled. "We have to go to the salon like we planned-". Yaya interrupted her by grabbing her arm and dashing out the school doors.

"Rima is already waiting for us!" she explained as they headed for a silver Volvo. (Edward! *squeals* Jk.)

Just like Yaya said, Rima was already waiting in the drivers' seat. "We better hurry if we want to make Amu turn from ugly to pretty."

"We can't do that in only 3 hours!" Yaya smirked.

"Shut up, guys!" Amu punched Yaya's arm playfully as they drove down the road to the hair salon.

Rima: You went completely off the storyline of the movie. The younger sibling was supposed to be killed, not saved.

Well, duh! I didn't want to copy off the movie and get in trouble! Plus, I didn't have the heart to kill poor little Ami.

Rima: But you kill her parents?

If I don't kill somebody in the story, what's the point of it?

Rima: ..... Good point.

Chapter 3 is coming really soon! Please remember: Reviews are loved!

Rima: Mi casa es tu casa.

.... I don't know about that, but whatever. Oh! And I don't own Prom Night or Shugo Chara in anyway!