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Flash Back

"I'll have to thank her," Ikuto said.

"For what?" Kukai crept back, scared of his insane friend.

"Bringing me entertainment."

After school that day- Ikuto

"So… Ikuto, how are you doing with the bet on Hinamori-san?" Kukai said as he was leaned back in his chair with his feet on the desk in an empty classroom with him, Ikuto, and a purple haired boy named.

"I dating her," The blue haired boy stated as he was sitting in a desk, looking out the window.

"When did that happen and why?" Nagi asked, glancing at Ikuto with a math book in his hand. He was studying.

"Today, very early in the morning, thanks to Kukai," Ikuto chuckled, reminiscing the flustered pinkette.

"What happened now, Kukai?" Nagi raised a brow at his troubling friend.

"What? I don't know what happened, but they somehow ended together. I was just there, and why would I want him to win the bet? You know I treasure my motorcycle. I am not letting Ikuto win and take my bike," Kukai glared at the smirking boy.

"Well, I'd say the same, but I know you're not winning this one. I'm never letting you lay a finger on Utau, especially a date," Ikuto challenged, staring at Kukai.

"*sigh* Ikuto, you bet on your sister," Nagi stared in unbelief at the man infront of him.

"Why not, it's just a date," Ikuto looked at his friend, causing his friend to sigh.

"I guess she doesn't know, right?" Nagi sighed yet again.

"She doesn't have to because she won't have to," Ikuto explained.

"Don't forget she has to say I love you by the graduation prom, and that's five weeks away," Kukai reminded.

"No worry, we have plenty of time," Ikuto smirked.

"Then you have to dump her by the end of that day," Kukai emphasized.

"That's the plan. I don't plan on anything different," Ikuto scoffed.

After School- Amu

"Hinamori Amu, would you like to have the surgery and medicine to cure your disease?" The doctor looked at her with hope.

"How much money do I need to get it?" She responded, shaking.

"$9,000,000," The doctor sighed.

"No, I'm sorry," She sighed, getting up from her seat.

"Amu, wait!" He yelled, causing the teen to turn and look at him. "A few of the doctors here are willing to give a portion of the money. All their money sums up to seven million dollars, and I heard of a person who's willing to buy your house for three million dollars, causing it to add up to ten million. One million remains for you and Ami to look for another house."

"I'm sorry, but I don't want Ami to go through the inconvenience of losing the only memory she has of our parents," Ami smiled grimly.

"Amu, care about yourself here. It's your life or her happiness. Ami is still alive. She just loses something. If you don't do it, you'll die in five to six weeks. Have some common sense! Would your parents want you to do something like this?" He snapped.

"Yes, they would. You know their last wish was for me to take care of Ami. I wouldn't want to disappoint them," Amu yet again forced a smile, but it would always end up into a sad or grim smile. She walked out before she could hear another word.

"I'm willing to give up anything for Ami, even my life," Amu thought. "I never will cry ever again. I'll stand strong and face what fate throws at me."

Flash back Twelve Years Ago at the Fire

A little pink haired girl covered in black because of the fire was carrying a brunette also cover in black out of a burning house, their home. The small pinkette laid her little sister in one of the beds in the ambulance and right after running to the burning building regardless the comments people made.

She searched the entire building for her parents until she reached her parent's bedroom upstairs.

"Pappa! Mamma! Pappa! Mamma! Pa-" Amu saw her father standing in front of her mother, furious. She wondered why her mother and father were still here."Mamma, c'mon we have to go! Pa-"

"Amu's not my child, is she!" her father yelled, causing Amu and her mother to flinch.

"Sh-She's your child legally," her mother's response made her father and Amu sad.

"Legally? Not by blood?" He yelled.

"It doesn't matter if she wasn't, right! She's your daughter, and that's that!" Her mother yelled back. Little Amu was starting to cry.

"Why didn't you tell me till now?" Her father was getting infuriated.

"I thought it didn't matter," Her mother replied.

"Who's the father?" He glared.

"He's dead," She grimaced.

"Did you ever feel guilt or anything towards this?" He asked, looking at her with hope.

"I would like to say yes but no," She stared at the man with the gun known as her husband.

"Then go die," Her father aimed at her.

"Pappa, don't!" Amu yelled, jumping in front of her mother.

"I should just kill you, too," He bitterly smiled.

"Who are you!" Amu yelled, looking straight at her shocked father. "Why are you acting like someone different? I thought you said it doesn't matter whose blood runs through your veins as long as you love them! Don't you love me?" Amu was breaking down right there.

"Ha! I can't believe my own daughter has to correct me! I think I can't live any longer, knowing my own daughter has seen this side of me!" Right after those words, He shot himself right through the temple.

"Pappa!" Amu ran towards him. "Open your eyes! You're playing a trick again right! This is going too far it's not a joke anymore! Open your eyes! You're getting cold!"

"I guess, he was right! I can't live without him! Farewell, take care of Ami," She shot herself.

"Mamma! What are you guys doing? Open your eyes and prove to me you're alright! I'll bring you to the hospital!" Amu dragged her parents out of the room, through the hall, down the stairs, but that was it for her. She couldn't handle the gases the fire was giving off. The last sight she saw was of a fire fighter knocking down the door and carrying her and her parents out.

Flashback End

Amu in her bedroom

"It was my fault they died. If I had never been born, Mamma and Pappa would not have died, and Ami would have a wonderful life with parents! If only I had not been born…"

Those were the last words she thought as she drifted off into sleep.

I am glad for all the reviews, but somehow I think you're all saying words that you don't even mean just to spare my feelings. No offense or anything, but I would like some tips for my writing to get better. I would like to learn from my mistakes such as too short, going too fast through the story, or something like that. Please read and review, but you don't really have to give a tip or anything if you don't want to!