Here it is! The chapter you've been waiting for all this time! I apologize yet again! So please forgive me, read, and ENJOY! :D I'm gonna go back to delete the author's note.

Chapter 13

Ikuto's POV:

I walked home, not paying attention to where I place my feet because well, anyone would be like that if they went through what I just did. "See who can capture Amu's heart first. Loser backs off forever." It sounded amazing to be with Amu forever like that (if she forgives me) with no one else trying to take her away. The little tiny problem was "Move elsewhere, never make contact with her ever again" Never make contact again. Never. I can't just give up on the love of my life and then just totally give up and move away! It's impossible! But what's just so, so stupid is that I agreed. I agreed to the bet. I never thought about all these 'what ifs' until after I left Tadase. The plan seemed perfect! Amu loved me before, so I can make her love me again. I can do it again. It's possible. Simple, really. I thought there's no way Tadase can win her over. I mean just look at how scared Amu was. It was like she saw a demon from hell (not far from the truth). Everything was perfect…Until I realize all the reasons she could have to hate me. It's endless (I hate to say so, but yes.)! So really, she hates both of us (maybe equally) it just depends who gets forgiven first. Now with Tadase's princely charm, it's a bit obvious.

Tadase must have suspected my after thoughts (that dirty brat) so he made it clear, "That is your choice. No changing it. The bet is on." Oh my gods, what have I gotten myself into.

I lazily turned my key in the lock and opened the door. It was empty, as usual. My whole family was still at Japan, so I'm basically alone here…I threw my backpack onto the couch and sat down beside it, reaching my hand out to grab the TV remote that was always just one inch out of my reach. I moved a little towards the left to grab the remote hastily and press the power button. The screen turned on and revealed a normal interviewer with…Clover of the Wind? Ah, that pinky. So many pinkies, it's rather annoying. And…now that I think about it…she and Amu look rather similar…It's easier to tell now that Clover of the Wind is wearing cloths that Amu would normally wear to school. But still, that same thought ran through my mind, Amu, an idol? Pssh, heck no.

Amu's POV:

"Is there a particular love of your life you'd like to tell us about?"

I froze a little, but quickly retained my idol posture. Don't freak out. It's just a question. No need to tell the truth. There's no way they'll know if I'm lying or not.

I gave my angelic smile that everyone adored, "Oh, of course I have one! Everyone does, right? Even if they don't realize it." Why did I say that, if I said 'no', this stupid topic would be over!

"Oh?" The interviewer's eyes sparked with excitement, "Care to tell us a little about this lucky guy?"

I pretended to be embarrassed as I looked at my feet, "Well…He…He's from Japan, where I came from. He was very kind, sweet and would do anything to help me." Don't reveal anything out of ordinary. A normal love…a normal sweet boy…just keep it general…

The interviewer nods like Yes, yes, boys like those are wonderful. "Anything out of ordinary about him that caught your eyes?"

I gulped. This interviewer just insists on making my life harder, "Well…He was rather mysterious at first…Sometimes he would openly talk to you, but other times, you could tell he was keeping a secret from you. But…I later learned that, by keeping those secrets from me, he was actually protecting me. I got to talk to him more often later on. I felt like I could tell him anything. I felt like he would understand everything. Process it, and not judge me. Because he would be the one person that could relate to me. " My hand went to belt holder on my jeans. A small silver keychain with the design of a taiyaki was there. I put it there everytime I wore pants with a belt holder. I grew quite fond of it. It was one thing that was a reminder of Ikuto that I could stand. Taiyaki…

"Mm? The interviewer's eyes followed my hand, "What's that?"

"Oh, this? It's a keychain of taiyaki." I give a soft laugh, "Him and I both have one. We went to get some taiyaki every week, so the shopowner started remembering us. He was one of those people that would make fun of us being a couple, which we weren't." I laughed at the interviewer's disappointed face, "He gave us this." I point to the keychain, "As thanks, I guess, for being a regular customer…?" I shrugged, "Anyways, maybe he's watching this is Japan right now."

The interviewer smiled, "Yes, and maybe that crush of yours is too. It's a pity, really. He has a chance to date you! You! But…"

I waved him off, "I left Japan to make my dreams come true. To finally become an idol like I am now. I told him I'd go back for him when I felt like I actually deserved him. But…instead, I never returned because…" I shrugged, "There are better out there. He has tons of reasons to hate me, I understand. He doesn't even know I'm…me, Clover of the Wind."

"It's sad…" The interviewer sympathized, "But I'm sure he'll understand and forgive if you tell him."

I nod, "Yes…I hope so…"

Because that's exactly what I'm trying to do.