Amu sighed heavily as the teacher ran on.
She thought to herself, doodling hearts, spades, and clubs in her notebook. How she missed her first shugos deeply. That wasn't the most of her worries, now.
Ikuto knew who was inside the blue hair and Utau exterior; Amu. The Amu he claimed to love countlessly, the Amu he had slept with, the Amu he... abandoned. And to make it worse, it was the moment of her (possible) last breathe!
Amu shook her head, erasing the thoughts of a second chance. 'I need to forget Ikuto!' She smacked her cheeks. 'I need to find a better thing to do than waste my second chance on him.' she sighed in her thoughts, oblivious of teacher calling on her.
"Hoshina-san! Answer the question!" the teacher yelled at a dazed Amu. She blinked, standing up. "Umm, is it 6?" she guessed, silently scolding herself for dozing off. The teacher coughed, "Correct." he turned back to the board, relieved Amu falling to her seat. "Nice guess, Luna-chan!" Kiyomi whispered at her, smiling. Amu shot her a sheepish smile, one that would be odd on the other face of the cold Hoshina Utau.
"Lucky shot, I guess." she said, looking out the window. A worried wrinkle creased her forehead; why did she agree to meet Ikuto after school? She was tempted to rip her hair out, but decided against it since she thought of trying out baby blue hair for once. 'Gyargh, I am so stupid!' she ruffled her hair out of frustration. If only she hadn't let him drag her off to the courtyard, she wouldn't have to face such a difficult decision of either turning her back or confrontation of her love life's Benedict Arnold.
'I should just run, not even try to talk to him!' she argued with herself, unsure of what was best to do. She was in a self-war; face the traitorous man she still loved, or to run like a child, never wanting to see him again? Honey saw the conflict reflecting in Amu's eyes, giving her input: "Why don't you just get rid of him?" Honey asked, crossing her legs mid-air. Amu stared at her, confused. "What I'm saying is, why not destroy him?" Honey smiled sweetly. Amu wondered how a sadistic sweetheart like Honey became her ambition. Probably the hurt and regret that still residues inside her heart from the moment she saw Ikuto leave her with Asuma.
"Why not get even?" Honey said, sitting on Amu's eraser. "I don't get your point." Amu whispered, class still in session. "I sense in my heart that Ikuto had his reasons with Asuma, but why should he still have hurt you?" she looked up at me. "Not only that, you're charas are all asleep. The only way to wake my sisters is to settle the score." Honey looked down darkly, her ivory hair covering her equally white face. Amu frowned sadly, recalling all the accidents of her charas' deaths. It had all ben her fault.
"How do you settle a score?" Amu asked, clueless. Amu was never one for revenge, but the wrong she felt Ikuto had brought upon her... She was a bit more than willing to lend an ear.
"Getting even with those who did you wrong, wether it be just as or worser doing to that person." Honey grinned. "For instance, you could either break Ikuto," the word break itself made Amu gulp. "Or find someone as he found Asuma." Honey shrugged, swinging her leg.
Who could Amu find to make Ikuto just as hurt as she was?
Until a pair of ruby eyes met hers.
A cheshire grin appeared on Honey's face, seeing the exchange betwen Amu and Haoru.