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When Utau saw Kukai with the mysterious maiden, it was Saturday, the day Nagi was supposed to meet Rima. They had met yesterday and were supposed to meet today, but there was one problem.

"Hey, Nagi, I know that you have a date today with a girl, but we haven't taken solo pictures of you. Since you're already late as it is, could we?" The female photographer begged.

"I'm sorry, could we do this tomorrow?" Nagi apologized.

"The pictures are supposed to be turned in by tonight," She pressed.

"How long will this take?" Nagi stared at his watch that said 2:45. The central square was fifteen minutes away if there was no traffic.

"Just a few minutes," She said.

"Fine, but I'll have to call her," He replied, reaching out for his phone. He searched his other pocket, noticing it wasn't in the other. He also noticed that it was not in his other pocket. He checked again, but to no avail, he couldn't find his phone, checking everywhere. Finally after some time, He slapped his forehead, realizing that he left his phone on his coffee table.

"Could I borrow your phone?" He asked shyly.

"You could borrow my apprentice's. I left mine in my car," She smiled, positioning her camera just right. The blond apprentice with blue eyes smiled at the beauty in front of her.

"How can I help you?" She smiled so sweetly.

"I need to borrow your phone to call my girlfriend," He extended out his arm.

"I never knew you had a girlfriend," Her composure fell for a second at the word girlfriend. "Why would you need to call her?"

"I need to tell her. I'm going to be late to our date," He explained.

"Oh, I see," Without him noticing, she took out her SIM card. "Here." She handed him the phone, still smiling that sickly sweet smile.

"Thanks," He smiled back, dialing Rima's number.

"The number you have dialed is either out of range or on silent-"

"I guess she was not going anyway. I'm sorry, so I guess it doesn't matter how long you take," She snatched her phone out of his grasp.

"But-"

"You heard that right? You can take as long as you want," She said to her teacher.

"Great, I thought the pictures were going to be a blur," The photographer sighed in relief.

At 3:30

"That jerk still isn't here. I promise I will yell at him when he comes here even if he begs for forgiveness, any minute now," Rima thought, sitting at the fountain. "If I leave now, he might be here right after I leave. Just wait a little more."

Utau (Normal POV Still)

Ring! Ri-

"Hello?"

"Where are you," Utau called to Amu through the phone.

"I don't know," Amu sighed through the phone.

"You don't know?" Utau had just faced a heart break and now a dumb person. Her life was pitiful.

"No, All I know is Ikuto comes here when he's not at work," Amu answered gleefully.

"I'll be right there…" Utau hung up in a murderous way that scared the petite pinkette.

She slammed her fingers onto the numbers of Ikuto's cellular number.

"Hello?" The deep voice answered.

"Where is my dear little sister?" Her voice dripped with venom.

"Last time I checked I don't remember having a younger sister other than you and you never had any other sibling than me," Ikuto acted smart.

"WHERE'S AMU?" She yelled through the phone.

"Why do you suppose I have her?" Ikuto smirked.

"She told me you were with her when you weren't at work," She hissed through her teeth.

"And you think I should tell you where she is," He sneered.

"Don't forget yours and her situation. Are you really going to do this again? She deserves a better guy than you. You're just stopping her from her perfect life. She lives in a different world than you, even if you are a famous singer. Why are you holding her back?" She cried, wondering who she was talking to: her to Kukai or Ikuto to Amu.

"I get it…" He hung up on her. By the time he had hung up, he was opening his front door. He had driven his way here.

"Welcome ho-"

"GET OUT!" He yelled.

"W-What are you talking about Ikuto? I thought-"

"Didn't I tell you to get out?" He glared at the frightened girl.

"B-But w-why?" She cowered at this new Ikuto.

"Why? You ask why?" Ikuto was now laughing hysterically. "It's sad that you even have to ask. Why would the Tsukiyomi Ikuto want to spend his free time on a girl like you when I could be with hotter, more gorgeous, more beautiful, and better girls? You were just a broken toy I thought was fun, but I now know I was wrong."

"WHO IN THE WORLD ARE YOU? I DEFINITELY KNOW YOU ARE NOT TSUKIYOMI IKUTO!" Amu cried out, running out of the house and slamming the door shut.

"I'm sorry…" Ikuto muttered, leaning on the wall.

Amu kept running, never stopping. Since she thought is she stopped, she would discover that this was all reality. She was finally out of breath, but unfortunately, she ended at the dead center of where the cars were driving. Just like what happened to Utau, bright lights shone on Amu's beyond frightened, tear stained face. Amu braced herself, not prepared for death even then.

*SCREEEEECH*

Sorry for the shortness. I can't give a valid reason. You have a lazy writer in your hands. I'm sorry. Please Review!