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"Memories"

"Just when I start thinking it's within my reach, it runs away from me." Fullmetal Alchemist (ED.E.)"

When he turned I felt a sharp pain over my heart.

"Tadase?"

"Tadase?...Do you know my nephew?" The person standing before me was indeed very similar with Tadase. But seeing him closely, it was not Tadase. Not the one I knew at least. My head was spinning and when I sighed with relief my legs lost their strength and I fell on my knees.

"Miss are you ok?" that strange guy looked worried.

"What?... ahh… yes.. I'm… I'm just…" I was on a state of confusion and my mind wasn't working correctly. I took a deep breath. "I'm sorry." I finally said. "I just felt a bit nauseous that's all. If you don't mind me asking… who are you?" He smiled kindly.

"I'm you're until very recently, absent teacher. Amakawa Tsukasa."
He gave me his hand and helped me up.

"You seem to know my nephew."

"Hum… yes." I answered.

"Interesting. Are you a friend of his?"

"No sir. I don't believe so."

"Oh. Well… class is about to start. I think you should go to the infirmary."

I knew that wasn't necessary but I agreed anyways. Being in the same class with someone so similar to Tadase… I wonder if I can handle it.

That was when I remembered: Ikuto. As long as I have Ikuto, i'll be ok. Tadase was just my first love right? …or was he?

Actually I had never given much thought about it, but on that moment I had a feeling that I had once met someone which I had very strong feelings for.

I shook my head and thought: No, that's not possible.

When I got in the infirmary I told the nurse I wasn't felling very well, that I needed to rest for a while. Soon, I fell asleep.

"..mu…" I heard someone's voice "Amu…" the voice was familiar… Ikuto.

"Ikuto… what are you doing here? Get out of my room."

"Pfft.. for how long have you been here?"

I looked around and then I remembered.

"Of course." I sighed and then blushed.

"What?"

"Hum.. nothing… I thought I saw Tadase and…"

"What?! I-Is he here? NOW?!"

"N-no.. well I thought he was.. but it turned out to be his uncle?... I don't really know."

"Don't scare me like that…" Ikuto sighed and I looked at him with one eyebrow lifted.

"Scare you?"

"What? Anyways.. why are you in the infirmary?"

"Because I wasn't feeling good. Head ache I guess. Lack of sleep. Why are YOU here?"

"Oh well… I kind of injured my knee when playing soccer on P.E."

When he said that I noticed he wasn't wearing his black uniform. Physical education was usually the last term f the day and that's when it hit me.

"Wait.. what time is it?"

"3 o'clock why?"

I slapped my forehead with the palm of my hand.

"damn it. I missed the hole day."

"What so you've been here since this morning?" he asked.

"I guess… I wonder why nobody came to check on me."

Then the nurse came in and as she heard my last sentence she answered:

"Professor Amakawa was here and I told him you needed some rest my dear. Don't worry. And Tsukiyomi, I see you meet Hinamori-san, why don't you walk her home then? I'm afraid she might feel bad again on her way home."

"Yes ma'am." He answered. Then he turned to me and said. " I was already planning on it anyways… well" he sighed " can you stand?"

"Yeah…"

"Great then, i'll get our thing and we'll leave okay?"

"'Kay"

We were walking for a while now and I was still a bit shocked with what had happened that morning. Ikuto seemed to notice and asked:

"So… you're not so over him are you?"

"No, I am. I really am. It's just that… I was caught in surprise I guess."

"Hm…"

"By the way... how's your knee?" I asked.

"Oh it's nothing really, it was more of an excuse for skipping the rest of the class."

"What?" I laughed.

He smiled and then asked:

"You really don't remember do you?"

I looked at him, confused.

"A lot of people have been asking me that." I said. "I'm sorry, but I really don't know what you guys are talking about."

"It's fine… it'll come along. After all… it was a promise."

"What are you saying? I don't get it at all. I think you broke."

I laughed. He bumped into me on purpose.

"Oh I'm sorry…" he said smirking.

I rolled my eyes and then bumped him too.

Being with Ikuto these past few days was really good.

"You know…" he looked at me "for some reason, being with you usually gives me a nostalgic felling." He chuckled and then I chuckled. "It's true."

"I believe you."

The silence had it's way again and I was lost on thoughts then something came up to me.

"Hey… you told me that you'd play for me right?" I slightly blushed.

He was staring at me with an intrigued look.

"I…don't remember that." He said.

"Yes you do."

"hm… nah I don't think so."

"Come on don't be mean…"

"I don't just play when people want me too you know? It haves to be meaningful."

I thought about it. He was right. After all that he had been thru I could only imagine the pain that he feels when playing the violin.

I sighed.

"Yeah…ok." I said.

Moments after the sighed and then patted my head saying:

"What am I to do with you? Tomorrow, why not come over my place and I'll play for you?"

I smiled. I was really happy that I could hear him play.

"Yay!"

He chuckled, then he looked up ahead and said:

"We're here."

I looked at my house and a few moments later someone opened the door.

"Amu dear! Welcome back."

"I'm home."

"Oh… Ikuto-kun as well? Mind joining us for dinner?"

I still didn't get how my mother was so fond of him.

"Thanks but I think I'll pass. Maybe another time." He smiled and I could see my mother frustrated look from the corner of my eye.

She sighed and then said:

"Oh well. But someday you will."

He chuckled.

"Yes. I will. Thank you." My mother entered home and he passed me my stuff.

"OK… I'm sorry, she's pretty embarrassing."

"She's not, she's just a carrying mother."

"Hmpf, I guess. Well... hum… see you tomorrow then. And thank you."

"I won't accept it."

I didn't quite understand what he meant. He looked serious.

"What?"

"You «thank you»" he said. "I won't accept it. Not like that." I opened my mouth to reply but I didn't know what to say. Then he sighed and said: " Thanking someone; there are a lot more ways to do so more than with words."

"So… how do you want me to thank you then?"

"With a kiss of course." He smirked.

I should have guessed. I blushed pretty hard and then walked away furious and said with a glare: "Goodbye. I hope you die." Then I pulled a fake smile and close the door.

Ugh what an idiot… I thought he was going to say something more... more... discreet?... really. He's just annoying most of the time. That won't ever change.

"Amu…" I heard my mom call from the kitchen and I walked toward it.

"Yes?"When I got there I saw the dining table occupied with old boxes; some open, some almost tarred apart -from being too old- that didn't even need to be open."What's all this?"

"Well… I was trying to find something…"

"Hah… no kidding, and was this mess necessary?"

"Hum.. no. But, I did find what I wanted and more."

"Really?" I went to the fridge and grabbed an apple. I started eating it sitting on the couch, I put my arm over the back of the sofa. "So, what was it?"

"This." She said excited showing me an old scarf. I lifted one eyebrow and then asked grabbing the scarf.

"This?" She nodded. "It's old… it's ancient." I laughed and she smiled showing her teeth.

"It's not funny. I didn't go through all this trouble for nothing."

"What do you mean?"I asked.

"Well…" She sat by my side. "Amu. Look at this." She lifted the scarf.

"OK?… I'm looking at it."

"Don't you remember what it is? Or from whose it is?"

"Hum… no… and no?"

She sighed impatient.

"Remember when you were little and you got lost?..."

"Oh..OH yeah… hum, someone took me home and …I kept his scarf, Yeah. Oh I remember. Yeah. I can't believe you still have it." I smiled. Even thought I was very little and my memories from that day were very blurry I felt this warming felling on my chest. I grabbed the scarf and hugged it tightly.

"You don't remember who the person from that time was?" my mother asked.

"No...hum… but, now that I think of it." I chuckled. " I think It was my first «love»?"

While the memories of that day were getting back to me I thought of Ikuto. And The felling of being with him was very similar with the one of being with the boy whose face and name I couldn't remember.

"Oh yeah mom?... Tomorrow I'll be going out. Ikuto is playing the violin for me."

My mother smiled and her eyes wee shining. I blinked a few times.

"Oh dear… that's wonderful… you should go. Yes. Go… "

The rest of the day went pretty weird. When my father got home and mom told him about Ikuto playing the violin to me he smiled at me and said: "Oh that great. That Ikuto is a nice boy." My father never ever, liked the idea of me being alone with a boy. No matter whom it is. He is the overprotective sort of parent.

I went to bed without thinking about Tadase and the new sensei. Not even once. I was too excited to be with Ikuto on the day after.

The next morning went pretty normal. I dressed up for school had breakfast and then left.

Today we would have some lectures so I didn't have any classed with that teacher that looked just like Tadase. I was relieved. But then again: all day long with lectures, time was passing extremely slowly.

It was lunch time and some girls from my class asked me to join them.

We were chatting about trivial stuff such as Mashiro Rima's mater.

She was a very peculiar girl, since the first day she skipped classed she showed up at all, which I thought it was very strange but the girls say it was «normal». I was thinking about it when someone's greeting interrupted me.

"Hello." A blond girl said. My classmates blushed and started to whisper things. "Ahem." The girl spoke again. That was when I noticed she was talking to me. When I had a good look at her I realized the reason for all the whispering. It was the "so well known" girl from the "so well known group", with the stupidest name I've ever heard «The Harem group».

"Oh…" I stood up. "Hi." The girl smiled.

"Well that's better. I'm Hoshina Utau. Nice to meet you." She said with determination.

"Hum.. same here. I'm…"

"Hinamori Amu. Yes I know." She said. I blinked a few times.

"How do you…?"

"Know your name? Well I heard it from my brother of course."

That conversation was getting more and more confusing.

"Your brother?" I asked.

"Yes. He also told you'd come by today, am I correct?" she asked placing her hands on her hips.

"Erm..I don't known..."

This time she was the one confused.

"What so… you're not coming over to hear him play?" she questioned with one eyebrow lifted.

"Play…?" after thinking about it for a second it hit me. "W-wait, you're telling me that Ikuto is your brother?"

"Of course." She said like it was only natural for me to know about it.

"O…kay? Hum might I as—"

"Utau!" I looked over her shoulder and she turned. There was a boy –which I also recognized as a member of that stupid «Harem group», waving at her and grabbing a bunch of sodas.

"Coming!" She replied. Then she turned and faced me. She grabbed my hands and then said smiling: "I'm sooo looking forward for later! And the boys are coming too. Thought you'll have to walk home together with Ikuto because, me and the rest of the boys have to stay on the school for a while longer. Oh well… See you later!"

She left me there… with my mind blank. I froze in shock.

One of my classmates that left to buy us some drinks before Utau's show was back and asked:

"What's with you guys?"

Me and –apparently- the other girls were in still in shock. I was the one who answered.

"Oh?... hum nothing. A storm just passed."

During the rest of the day the girls interrogated me. I of course, didn't know what to answer. Except:

"NO… I'm NOT dating him…"

"Then how come you are on first name bases?"

"Because there is no need for me to call him Tsukiyomi, and calling him Ikuto-kun would be even weirder. I don't have the slightest respect for that guy. Someone that mocks me all the times does not deserve such treatment."

The girls were extremely mad at me because I knew Tsukiyomi Ikuto and actually talked with Tsukiyomi Ikuto and I was going home with Tsukiyomi Ikuyo AND «Tsukiyomi Ikuto» was the only thing I heard all day long. The lectures were nothing compared to the girls questioning me over and over again.

"It was extremely tiring. Thank God it's over for now. One more minute of that Hell and I might have died." I told Ikuto when we were walking to his place. He laughed. "What? It's not supposed to be funny you big idiot. Your fans are really a pain."

"I'm sorry. You know I actually wondered were had they been all day. Now I guess that they took a day off and enjoyed themselves interrogating the new girl who apparently gets along with the incredible «moi»." He said.

"Yeah yeah… I hope they'll be all over you again by tomorrow." I sighed. "by the way, why doesn't your sister have the same name as you?"

"Oh you met Utau already?"

"Ohh yeah, it was a hell of an encounter. Seriously, your sister is way more talkative than you are."

"Hmpf. That I know not to be a problem." He said laughing. "Well, she does have the same name as me but she started a singing career not so long ago and they asked her to change her name for the records. It's marketing stuff. Quite stupid if you ask me."

"Yeah…"

"We're here." Ikuto said. When I looked up my chin instantly fell. Yesterday he said: «let's go to my house.» but that was no ordinary house… that was a mansion. Twice- or more- the size of my place. With a huge garden and a beautiful entrance.

"This?" I asked.

"Yeah. Wealthy family remember?"

"Yeah… I remember now."

He showed me around. The mansion was as beautiful on the inside. It regarded the 19th century; western style. Very classic and clean, whenever someone looked thru the huge windows, he\she would be embraced by a beautiful scenario and an overwhelming felling of freedom.

"Wow." That was the only thing I could say. Ikuto of course laughed at me. "What? I'm not used to this kind of places."

"Yeah... ok. Well now I'll show you my favorite place of the house." He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the second floor.

We walked for a while hearing only the deaf sound of our footsteps hitting the floor underneath. Then Ikuto stopped in front of a door. He took a deep breath then opened it.

It was a cozy room. Not as large as most of the rooms he had showed me, but it was still big. There were many shelving's with all kinds of books. Two big windows were open, letting a warm breeze and a gentle light into the room. In the middle on the it there was a secretary with some papers distributed all over it. When I got closer I noticed they were sheet music. I looked at Ikuto and said:

"This is you're fathers room."

He nodded and then smiled kindly. He stood facing the windows and said:

"I never get tired of being here. It's so… calming."

Even thought he was smiling I could feel the pain and how he missed his parents.

He sighed and grabbed one of the violins that were on display. He looked at me with his perfect smile that «melted» my heart.

He said: "This one is my favorite violin. The sound that comes out of it is just… amazing. You'll see what I'm talking about. Sit."

I did as he said and took a seat on one of the two armchairs that were in the room. Then he played for me.

The melody that reached my hears was filled with an overwhelming felling of emotion. I closed my eyes. Love. Pain. Happiness. Freedom. Desire. Everything. It was so nostalgic. I was sure had heard that melody somewhere before. A long time ago. Yes. A boy saved me twice and then gave me his scarf. He promised to play the voline for me again. My first love.

When the music stopped I opened my eyes and said in a whisper:

"It's you."

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