A/N: Just a short, erm....one-shot I guess? :]

Amu somehow managed to gather every fiber in her body to confess to Tadase, her crush since elementary school.

She bravely walked up to him and suddenly blurted in a rushed manner, "Tadase! I love you! Please accept this gift from me!" It was a heart-shaped box wrapped nicely in gift wrap paper. (It's not Valentine's Day, just her confession).

Tadase's eyes widen. He didn't know how to react. He was only with shock that Hinamori even had the guts to confess in the first place. His brow creased a frown as his eyebrows did the same, nevertheless, his lips as he said apologetically, "Hinamori! I'm sorry! But I don't feel the same about you!" He shut his eyes and then ran off somewhere, away from her.

Amu stood there, smiling faintly as she dropped her hand with the chocolate box, she whispered, "I knew it was too good to be true."

A stinging pain suddenly bothered her eyes as she fought back the tears of rejection ensuing a gloomy cloud hovering above her head, it started raining in her imaginary world.

She lowered her head to the ground and stood there silently with the gentle breeze blowing her hair softly, barely stroking her delicate skin as her red tie flew away from her.

"I guess my hopes were too high," she sulked and sighed. "I've always thought that Tadase liked me," she choked on her words as stubborn crystal clear drops rolled down her smooth cheek, dripping onto the ground one by one as she blinked.

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He saw it. He saw all of it—the whole confession from atop a high branch on the tree nearby. He had sympathy for the dejected, strawberry hair girl who was crying her heart out in the lonely cobblestone pathway.

He just had an impulse to embrace her on the spot. His heart lurched forward, his trembling hand involuntarily reached out for her, and before he knew it he mindlessly rushed up to her from behind, giving her quite a scare as he wrapped his arms around her neck.

A pair of sad eyes and frown was plastered on his face. He rested his chin lightly against her shoulder as she dug her face into her hands, weeping softly.

"You saw it all, didn't you?" she cried in between her sobs; he felt her tremble violently.

"Yes," he spoke softly and studied her carefully, watching her continue crying.

"How humiliating…," she uttered, "how I wrongly believed that he liked me back. I'm so stupid!" she screamed in frustration and jerked slightly to the side.

Ikuto listened quietly and attentively, staying with her the entire time as he breathed into her neck.

She sighed heavily, inhaling much air, she said with a shaky voice, "No matter. I'll get over it."

She carefully removed Ikuto's arms and faltered forward in her steps.

"Thanks Ikuto," she smiled faintly. "I guess I'll need to find someone else now."

"Amu," he stretched his arm out to reach for her wrist.

She stopped in her tracks and he whirled her head over to find her eyes washing with glossy coat.

"Don't lie to yourself; you know you're still not over him."

She narrowed her eyes to the floor, clenched a fist and angrily muttered, "He was everything to me Ikuto! Oh…how I wish he hadn't stolen my heart."

He remained quiet and watched the endless tears overflow in her eye.

"No one is going to be there for me anymore. No one; I've always thought it was him but all along I've only been fooling myself," she bawled.

Ikuto lifted her head up, looked at her steadily and used his thumb to caressingly wipe a tear beginning to stream down across her cheek.

"Stop crying Amu," he pleaded quietly. "It pains me to see you in this state."

"I can't help it!" she wailed. "Because now I have nobody!" she buried her face into her hands and began tearing once again.

He pulled her gently into an embrace as she continued muffling her soft cries.

"Don't say that. You have me," he smiled brightly.

She sniffled quietly then asked as she peeled back from him, "Really? You'll always be there for me?" She was hanging onto the last strand of hope left.

"Always," he smiled softly. "Now wipe that frown off your face and smile."

Amu did; not a fake smile but a real one.

"Thank you Ikuto," she hugged onto him tightly, smiling with a new hope.