A/N: An updation is here! Thank you for all your reviews, I really thank you! Well, this is going to be my last chapter of the year! So sad, so sad indeed. But, I'll update next year! (This should be the part with cheering applause) …Okay, maybe that was a little lame, but thanks for your reviews (honest ones I hope). I hope you all had a super merry Christmas and that everybody got lots and lots of presents and joy. Now, on with the story! I don't own Shugo Chara!

"Utau?" Ikuto asked, his blue orbs widening.

"Oh my gosh Ikuto! I missed you so much!" Utau squealed, wrapping her thin arms tightly around her brother.

"Yeah, I haven't seen you in a year. Are you doi-"

A mature cough interrupted them. Both siblings turned to the rosette who had her hand beneath her mouth, "Um, maybe I should leave now?"

The blonde raised an eyebrow, as if to say, 'Yes, you may leave me and my brother alone to rejoice.'

"No, don't leave yet," Ikuto said, breaking off Utau's thoughts.

Utau turned to him, her violet eyes widened with obvious surprise.

"Maybe we'll just talk tomorrow," Amu offered, stepping back from the two.

"Don't!" Ikuto commanded.

The rosette stood absolutely still at the demand, her hands tightly clenching her book bag in anxiety. Ikuto turned to his sister and scratched the back of his head.

"Utau, can you leave us alone for a moment? I'll see you at home," Ikuto said.

"Yeah, sure. I'll just go home by myself without my beloved brother who I've missed and been wanting to see for the past 12 to 13 months," Utau said sarcastically.

"Maybe I should just leave, really. It's no problem, I can just talk to you tomorrow Tsukiyomi-san," Amu took another step back.

"Yeah, I'll just talk to you tomorrow," Ikuto reluctantly agreed.

Utau nodded in satisfaction, both for the honorific for Ikuto's name and the fact that Ikuto would be going home with her.

"See you tomorrow then," Amu saluted, quickly walking forward, pushing past the two siblings.

As soon as she was out of earshot, Ikuto turned to Utau and gave her a disapproving look, "I was talking to Amu about something important you know."

"Amu?" Utau looked at him suspiciously, "Don't tell me you're like this." Utau raised a pinkie.

"No, I'm not dating her. I barely transferred to this school last week."

"So why Amu?" Utau said the name as if it could kill her.

"Because," Ikuto narrowed his eyes, "That's none of your business. In fact, what I have to do with Amu is never going to be any of your business, okay?"

"B-but," Utau hesitated but sighed and agreed once seeing the expression on her brother's face, "Fine."

"That's good. Now are we walking home or a taxi?" Ikuto asked.

"Walking," Utau said.

"Okay then, let's go."

….::….

"Mom! I'm home!" Ikuto called out, taking off his shoes.

"Ikuto? Welcome hom-Utau! It's been so long! Give your mother a hug!" Souko squealed, opening her arms.

The blonde gladly ran up to the older woman and gave her a big, warm hug, "Mom! I've missed you so much!"

"More than your brother?" Souko teased.

"Okay, maybe not that much."

"That's what I thought," Souko chuckled, "Where's your father?"

"Dad? He's going to come later," Utau shrugged,

"I cannot wait to see your father. I've missed that man a lot."

"Dad's missed you a lot too. Every time before a concert, I see him looking at your picture thousa-"

"Spare me the details. Please," Ikuto interrupted, imitating a gag sign.

"If you don't want to listen to your sister's wonderful story about your father missing me, then I suggest you go upstairs and change clothes. We're going out tonight," Souko said.

"Fine," Ikuto rolled his eyes and quickly rushed up the stairs and into his room.

Once opening the white door and entering, he threw his black bag on his desk and jumped into his bed. He rested his head on a black pillow and watched his blue hair fall into his eyes. Blue was a color, a color that Amu couldn't see. He rolled over and sighed in relief that Amu had opened up to him, but somewhere deep inside, he didn't feel too great. He didn't know why, but he just had that feeling. He exhaled and jumped up, throwing on a random pair of t-shirts and jeans.

….::….

"Mama! I'm home!" Amu called out.

"Welcome back sweetie!" Amu's mom shouted.

Amu threw her shoes off her feet and into the shoe cabinet. She quickly greeted her mom once more and rushed up the stairs, to her room, and into her bed. She stared at the ceiling and then around the room. Black, white, and gray. It was interesting how Tsukiyomi Ikuto could turn her negative view into a somewhat upbeat outlook.

"Maybe telling him wasn't so bad after all." Amu murmured, jumping off her bed and back down the stairs.

A/N: And scene! How'd you like that? Was it interesting? Not enough Amuto? I'll add some Amuto soon, maybe in a few more chapters where they start to like each other. Well, I hope you had a very Merry Christmas! For my Christmas present, please review. Honestly.