Teirra: OK, seeing as how short the first one was, I really have to lengthen mine out a bit. Jeez, who new four pages in Microsoft would be like, so short on fanfic?

Ikuto: Not to mention it sucks.

Ame: *slaps Ikuto on his arm* Hey! That's not fair to her!

Teirra: *shrugs* 'tis true. Maybe because I'm nervous. This is my first submission, anyway.

Ame: Yeah, but you don't normally write like this.

Ikuto: Anyway! Teirra does not own any part of Shugo Chara, nor any of the songs that she may or may not add for Ame and Utau. The usual.

Teirra: So cruel! But so Hot! *groans*

Ikuto: ….

Chapter two: I met the two boys that afternoon.

And boy, was my life changed forever. Sorta.

My life seemed to go in slow motion as I walked down the marble steps of the Gakuen I was attending now. Mina, being the cat she was, had flown off my shoulder in an attempt to catch an autumn moth with a prepared pounce. I was worried someone would see her, but I couldn't move because of the foreboding mass of pressing bodies all around me.

Then I felt a hand clamp down on my shoulder, and I swiveled my head around to see the person whose hand could be broken in about two seconds.

I stopped mid-swing.

It was my prince, the one I was so sure had never laid eyes on me before in his life. His name was Anami, Shiro (last name first), top in his class, sports, ladies, you name it, he had it. He had unruly light brown hair, gorgeous light blue eyes, perfect smile, and perfect demeanor. His face was sort of… confused, eyebrows drawn together tightly as his lips turned into a frown.

"Ah…excuse me." I felt Mina sift through my hair to get to my shoulder, felt her watching him out from behind my neck. "Do you…" His eyes trailed to Mina, and she shrank back.

Immediately, I tore my shoulder away from him to stop the small tremor of emotion running through my teenage body that could only deal with the slightest of feelings. "Could you not touch me?" I snapped petulantly, falling back onto Mina's chara change, which gave me the courage to speak, but came with the drawback of an irritability.

He flinched, and I instantly felt remorse. I may have just ruined my first encounter with my Ooji-sama. Curse you, Mina! "Uh…sorry, my mistake." He hurried to catch up with a few friends watching from the bottom of the steps as I mentally slapped myself a thousand times.

You Idiot! Now he'll never talk to you again!

Depressed, I scuffled out the front gate of school with my head down, my soul floating out of my body--even it didn't want to be with such a stupid girl. I didn't want to go home, at least not yet, so I called Mama and told her that I was out with some friends and that I'd be home later. She was so happy I had friends and my unsociable attitude hadn't scared them off that she let me go!

I don't have friends--all of them just want me to give there bands some breaks here and there, or they want to be famous or something else. They didn't want to know the real me. Not that I knew who the real me was, but all the same.

"Ne, ne, Ame. Want to chara change with me and go tour the city?" Mina asked hesitantly, sensing the unease within me.

I smiled at her, and ruffled her hair with my hand, almost completely covering it. "Thanks, Mina. But I just want to walk." She purred, ,having a small, quick rise in hers, like a chirp.

I thought about a lot of things as I unconsciously moved my feet in the direction of the large park in the center of the city. Central Park? Nah, we're not cool enough for a name as amazing as that. I just call it the park.

I sat down under the white veranda on the small bench with no armrests. I watched as the sun sat dangerously on the horizon, taking a deep breath of the autumn air around me, inviting the strange smell of vanilla, honey, and lilac smell I occasionally got when I came to this spot. I only got it at night or at Twilight, which is odd, but I paid little attention to the detail. It seemed to be coming from a certain tree, but I was too focused on it to actually move. It smelled too good. So good, in fact, that My ears popped up and all of my thoughts faded away.

Great. Now I was a scent pervert? Just what my dejected soul needed.

A branch snapped, and I broke out of my delighted trance, eyes flashing in the darkness of fading light as my cat instincts began to pulse with surprise. The dark of the low light seemed to brighten slightly as I tried to focus on who might have been there.

A few moments passed before I decided all was well.

I stood up, stretching my arms, my eyes tracing every detail of the pale overhang. Something about it felt so nostalgic, like a memory I couldn't remember. All I kept getting was this purple butterfly showing up in a black abyss, spare the drama. That butterfly was barring the way to the memory I was puzzling over.

And then, I saw blue eyes. Beautiful, mesmerizing, fushiigi (mysterious) eyes, so crystal like, so amazingly brilliant, so darkly stunning, I could not believe they were my memory.

And as it turned out, they weren't.

I heard his voice before I could tear my eyes away from his shadowy ice ones. It was a husky, sultry tone that could chill you, freeze you to the spot with a single word, but at the same time invite you in. Seductive as dusk, he charged with a slight snarl, "Who are you?"

I took a slight step back, feeling the heel of my shoe discover the edge of the first step. My hands came up slightly in defense, and Mina stood at the ready on my shoulder. This was the first time I ever had laid eyes on him. On the second person who changed my life forever.

The first look at Tsukiyomi Ikuto.

------------------------------------

He was… I struggled for the right word.

Ah found it.

HOT.

Smokin' hot. Gorgeously crafted from Kami-sama himself. An angel who'd lost his wings. Those were my only thoughts on how such a beautiful person could have landed here. In front of me. Alone.

My face flushed immediately in the darkness on the new moon now that the sun had completely set. Thank God. He couldn't see. Well, anymore than what he could seeing me here on the outside porch.

Well, I believe it's time to describe him. Beautiful, long midnight shaded locks of soft fur that my eyes could see perfectly, pale skin, flawless face, strong arms, muscular chest beneath what seemed to be my school uniform, hands in his pockets. Perfect beautiful eyes, as recently described. His broad shoulder bore home to what seemed to be a Shugo Chara, but I couldn't make out who or what it was, if one at all.

Did I mention how entrancing his voice was?

"Have a voice? Or are you going to stare at me all night?" His lip quirked into a half smirk that made my heart beat a teensy bit faster.

I coughed into my palm, breaking free of his spell. "I'm…Ame…" I was careful not to give him my whole name. Who knew who he was.

He paused, then stepped back a second to lean against a beam of the overhang, "The Ame?" I flinched. He was quick. I like that. Or--hate it, I don't know which one yet. "What are you doing in such a small secluded place like the park? At night?" I felt the smirk dancing across his lips, and I took a step back. Even angels could be perverts out for a little fun…Or worse…

"Ah…Um…I-" I stammered, readying myself to spring away with Mina, who was cautiously thrashing her tail back and forth. A small hiss escaped her lips, and the boys ears slightly perked. Had he heard her?

He sighed, watching me with somber eyes as if he couldn't believe I had been so stupid as to have come here alone. "Jeez, I thought girls knew better than this." He took a step towards me, towering over me easily. "Go home." The words alone were enough to make the bounce in my step spring me backwards towards the exit. I would have done it earlier had I not been so fixated on the boy and his words.

----------------------------------------

Finally, Ikuto's POV

She disappeared out of sight, making me sigh with relief. That could not have been the Hinamori Ame that he knew. She had been too cowardly, unlike her TV appearances where she intimidates the interviewers slightly. Still, she had looked like her.

Someone landed beside me on the veranda, and I glanced over My chara, Yoru, to see my friend, Muko, the slightly rambunctious seventeen year old with short russet brown hair that went in all the right places. He held third place for hottest guy in school--not that I care--, me second, and Anami Shiro first, what with his amazingly bright amber eyes, sort of tanned skin, silver hoop earring, that was thankfully in his left ear. He was still in his uniform too.

Sometimes I truly wondered if I became friends with him on a complete accident.

For example;

Muko was a positive, energetic young youth who I've never seen frown in my life. He's good at sports, likes to flirt in the nice ways.

I, on the other hand, held the known position of worst attitude. I was an easily annoyed person who didn't talk much, was always smirking instead of smiling, I hate sports, and When I flirt its to get them the hell away from me, to satisfy there girlish feelings.

See the difference? What the hell was I thinking?

I gazed at him for a moment while his dog tail and fluffy ears popped away in a puff of sparkles. He smiled, and I narrowed my eyes. "That expression could only be bad for me."

"Nah, I was just glad to see you were here." He paused, remembering something. "But, I didn't think you had a secret girlfriend, Ikuto-kun."

I growled at him and he smirked. "I don't."

A sharp high pitch scream tore through the air, suddenly cut off. My cat ears immediately shot up, as did Muko's. The voice was familiar, I knew it now that I'd heard it once. It was close, Not too far. "Muko." I breathed, and he nodded a single nod, face impossibly blank. I jumped using Yoru's character change so as to be able to jump from one tree to another.

Oh no. It was Ame, of course.

And not too mention a whole bunch of street thugs trying to drag her down a dark alleyway.

-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Teirra: Ah, such a nice cliffy. Anyway, I--

Ame: What the Hell?! You're dragging me down a dark alleyway?! How the hell is that creative at all?

Ikuto: Well, because it's fun to torture you with little cliff hangers, Ame, that's why.

Shiro: *nods* Honto, Honto.

Ame: *confused as to why she's in a closed space with the two guys who she likes* Alright, then. Rate and Review! Please, before I'm eaten by these two perverts who might just very well do it…

Ikuto: *Smirks* Muko, Get the Knives and forks…

Teirra: How'd I get stuck with these Characters???