Yuki- So I made this a long one like my usual chapters. Sorry that the last one wasn't long enough. I was getting used to writing again, and, well... yeah.

So my Junior year is approaching, and I'm the Secretary of the anime club. Which means that I'll be busy and won't be updating as often when the school year starts. I know it's a bit early to be talking about this now, but I thought I'd get it out there, because knowing me, who knows when I'll update again?

Anyway, sorry if I'm updating all slow, and shiet. I'm working hard for you guys, so hang in there with me.

Enjoy!

I don't own Shugo Chara! in any way.
I also don't know any songs used in these chapters.
The only thing I own is the story and the name of the band.

Ikuto-16 - Kukai-16

Utau-15 - Yaya-14

Rima-15 - Nagihiko-16

Tadase-15 - Kairi-15

Nadeshiko-16 - Rikka-14

Amu-15

:Moon Dexterity:

Nikaidou sighed as he rubbed his temples. Today was one of the most stressful days of his life. The music video needed to be filmed tomorrow, and he still had much to do. There was also practices that need to be done, and Nagihiko and Amu needed a sound check with each other. Nikaidou had to manage all that, and still have some time to sleep, let alone eat.

He almost flipped over his desk when his cellphone rang yet again. Nikaidou is always happy and go-lucky, but at these times, he just wants people to leave him alone. He sighed as he slowly picked up his phone, wanting it to just stop ringing.

"Nikaidou speaking."

"Where's MD? I was supposed to have a fitting for them three hours ago!"

He almost snapped his phone in half when he heard her evil, screechy voice. Sure, she was a beautiful woman, but she was just so annoying at times. But then realization dawned on him. He forgot all about the fitting with Yukari!

"I'm sorry, Sanjo-san. I'll call them to you immediately. But Hinamori-san, and Souma-san are unavailable today." He closed his eyes, waiting for the explosion. She was always so temperamental. He always believed that she should probably visit a therapist.

"WHAT? Where the hell are they?"

He could feel the anger dripping from her voice. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Hinamori-san went to visit her father. Souma-san went to accompany her, along with Tsukiyomi Ikuto."

He sweat dropped at the sudden silence that enveloped him. He could tell that she was thinking; thinking about what she could do with out Amu and Kukai.

"...Who's Tsukiyomi Ikuto?"

You could hear Nikaidou let his head fall on his desk. Very hardly I might add.

"You seriously don't know who he is?"

"No, not at all."

"You know Seiyo High School?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Tsukiyomi Aruto is the principle."

He took an intake of breath, before he braced for impact.

"SERIOUSLY? TSUKIYOMI AS IN TSUKIYOMI? THE OWNER OF TOKYO STADIUM? AND EASTER? WHAT?"

He sighed yet again, as he let her yell incoherent words to herself. He took that time to text Nagihiko and Nadeshiko to get there butts to Yukari's office for the fitting.

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It was starting to get dark, and Ikuto was getting bored. Kukai was in the basement, playing with his old drum set, while Amu and Tsumugu played Speed together. That's basically what they do when they visit each other. They play as much as they can before Amu had to go back and work.

Tsumugu hated that Amu had to work so hard for his sake. Without her, he would be on the streets, basically taking Amu down with him. He always blamed himself for all her stress.

If you thought about it, they were set for life. He just didn't understand why Amu was doing the things she does, if she complains about it all the time. Did she secretly enjoy all the stress? Maybe she just thought about her fans too much to quit on them. She was always so selfless.

"Ha! I win!"

Her victorious yell broke his thought, as he snapped his head up towards her. He broke into his goofy grin as he high-fived his daughter.

"Good one, Amu-chan. You almost never beat me at this game!"

"Well, I learn from the best." She replied with a wink.

Tsumugu smiled at the pink haired girl. She looked like she didn't have a care in the world. But he knew better. Deep into those honey-colored eyes of hers, there was anger, frustration, and somewhat fear.

He sighed.

Amu tilted her head in confusion. But then she realized. Her dad was thinking about her well-being again.

"Papa..."

"Yeah, Amu-chan?"

"Stop thinking about it."

"Thinking about what?" He tried to sound as innocent as he could, but Amu was smarter than that.

Ikuto, on the other hand tried not to listen in on there conversation. But it was hard to, seeing as how they were in the same room.

"Ugh, Papa, I hate it when you think about my well-being. I'm almost sixteen. I can take care of myself."

Tsumugu can hear the annoyance in her voice. His lip quivered, as his eyes grew watery. He whaled loudly as he hugged his daughter. "Amu-chan, I'm so sorry! Papa just worries about his little sparrow!"

Ikuto raised an eyebrow in confusion. Why was her father acting so childish? Even when he was a little kid, he would never portray something like this. He looked at Amu seeing as how she was used to the situation. He wondered how she could live with it so easily.

Amu groaned. "I need some air." She said as she pried her father off of her. Tsumugu laughed as he walked towards the kitchen. "I'm going to have some of that cake you brought."

She nodded slightly as she walked outside, feeling a cool breeze make contact with her face. She sighed contently as she looked up at the dark violet sky. Her slim fingers made their way to her chest, aligning with her silver chain which contained her lock.

She flinched slightly, as she heard the door open. She wasn't remotely surprised to see Ikuto stroll out with his hands shoved in his pockets. As she turned her head back towards the sky, she heard him sit down on the porch step.

"Mind if I join you?"

"I honestly don't care."

A slightly awkward silence hung in the air as the two both stared at the starless sky. Both of their presences were so alarming, that they couldn't think about anything else. A slight breeze flew by, making her pink tresses fly over eyes. She rolled her eyes as she pushed it out of her face.

Ikuto sighed as he combed his hair with his fingers. "It seems cooler than usual. And it's already March."

Amu hummed as she took her lock out of her sweatshirt. She looked at the designer clover that gleamed with the moonlight. She grasped it tightly, almost in fear that it would deteriorate before her very eyes.

Ikuto raised an eyebrow at her trembling arm. He could see that her necklace was out, but by tilting his head, he could only see that the charm on the necklace was in a square shape.

"Are you okay?"

Amu once again flinched as his voice rang in her ears. She hastily put her lock back in her shirt as she turned towards him. She pouted her lips slightly.

"I'm fine."

His serious expression didn't change. His blue eyes pierced at her, looking through her not at her. She felt chills under his orbs. But she didn't let that get noticed; she didn't want him to see any of her weaknesses.

Her arms were crossed, and her eyes were narrowed towards him. She stood in a defensive stance, while he sat there completely relaxed. Staring through her like he always did.

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"Uh... Nikaidou-san."

"Yes?"

"I thought you said that we had the day off?"

Yuu sighed, pushing up his glasses. He felt extremely bad about this, but it had to be done. "It's just a quick fitting. Then you guys are off. I swear!" He hastily replied.

Nagihiko and Nadeshiko glanced at each other worriedly. Yuu looked stressed, and the twins didn't like it when someone was troubled. They could easily tell that he was stressing about Amu and Kukai's absence.

"Uhm, Nikaidou-san. I know Amu-chan's measurements by heart if Sanjou-san would like them." Nadeshiko said.

"And I also know Souma-kun's measurements." Added Nagihiko. And it was true. They both helped Yukari design the outfits for the band countless times.

Yuu almost cried tears of happiness, and hugged both of them tightly. "You guys are the best! Thank you so much!" He whaled.

The twins smiled nervously, scratching the back of their heads. They were expecting him to do this. It was Nikaidou after all.

As they walked through the halls of the music studio office, the day seemed to be longer. Though it wasn't technically day time anymore, and their day was in a way, already over.

They used their time to clean the condo, and cook the bands meals for the rest of the week. They went out and visited their mother, and after that, they went back to the condo and practiced their new song that they were filming the next day.

The quietness of the studio was interrupted with a knock on the door by Nikaidou. They waited a few seconds, before hearing a muffled, "Come in."

Once the wooden door was open, they saw Yukari with four outfits, ready to be hemmed.

"Well? Let's get started!"

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Amu sighed contently, as she strummed her guitar. The sweet melody that engulfed her inside was bittersweet. But she didn't care. Even though that being in her little world was only a temporary thing, she greedily used it as much as she could before her chances were gone.

The solemness of her room just made the sounds of the guitar all the more better. Her smile was untarnished, and her eyes were behind her lids, only seeing music notes hang in front of her.

She was so wrapped up into her playing that she didn't hear Kukai enter the room. Behind him was Ikuto, who was dragged there involuntarily.

"Why are we here?" Ikuto whispered, looking over at the pink haired girl to make sure that she wouldn't hear him. Kukai smiled.

"Everytime we come here, Hinamori brings her guitar. And when it's finally night time, she plays her guitar like a mad man." Kukai's smile became reminiscent. "She only plays like this when she's here though. It's like she unleashes all her frusterations out only at this place."

"And playing the guitar is her way of doing that?"

"Exactly. So I sneak in her room, and listen until she stops and notices me."

They both looked at Amu, who's content expression was still present. Her slim fingers moved professionally over the strings, looking as if she doesn't even touch them. They way she was playing wasn't like how she usually played.

It was like all the memories of the past came back, and she felt like she needed to get everything out.

But she stopped short when she heard the door close. She would have to finish her melody some other time.

"Kukai, I see that you dragged Ikuto with you on your little escapade."

"Sure did. I should've told him not to close the door."

Ikuto shrugged. "Nice playing. Never heard that before."

Amu placed her guitar back in it's case where it was safe and out of harms way. She looked over at the digital clock that was on a side table next to her bed. 11:56pm.

She grimaced. She wasn't ready to leave the next morning. It all happened too soon.

"I guess it's time for me to be going to bed. We have a long drive ahead of us tomorrow."

Ikuto twitched as he glared at the small girl. "You mean I have a long drive tomorrow. You guys are probably going to be sleeping in the car."

"Hey. You're the one that wanted to drive." Amu retorted. "Plus, I don't see what's so tiring about driving. People complain all the time, but all you do is sit there, turn a wheel, and press your foot down."

"When you start actually driving, you'll understand." Ikuto answered.

Kukai grumbled as the two bickered about nothing. "Why don't we have a small farewell tour?" He suggested, making the other two teens look at him weirdly.

"This is one of the last times we're coming here." He looked at Amu who automatically looked down. "So why don't we make the best of it?"

"It's already this late, Kukai. What are we going to do at this hour?" Amu asked. Ikuto looked to the side. He didn't care how this night turned out.

He noticed that he hasn't really cared for anything really. He's been going with the flow for as long as he remembered. He didn't have a problem with it, but he knew that he can't always be this dismissive.

Tsumugu was in his bed, sleeping. Which meant that if they really wanted to, they could leave the house and be back by the time he woke up.

Amu remembered when she was in middle school. Her and Kukai would always sneak out at night to play secret concerts together. That was before she met Nagihiko and Nadeshiko. But when they didn't have midnight shows, they would just hang out and go anywhere their feet took them.

Amu knew that Kukai was doing this for her. She looked up at him, then Ikuto. She wondered why Ikuto was even there. They didn't know each other that well, so why did he waste his Saturday with her?

She shook her head, trying not to think too much about it.

"Tons of things!" Kukai exclaimed, pulling Amu out of her train of thought. "We could do the exact same thing we did in middle school."

"And that was?" Ikuto suddenly piped up. Kukai looked at Ikuto and wore that same cheesy smile that's been plastered on his face ever since Amu met him.

"Go wherever our feet take us."

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A forest green haired teen walked into a room with a tray of tea in hand. On that tray along with the tea were a few sandwiches, and a small bowl of strawberries.

Once he walked in the well-lit room, he spotted his brother, who was laying on his bed with a slight fever.

"Here, Tadase. This will help your fever." The blond haired teen smiled at the green haired boy.

"Thanks Kairi. What would I do without you?" After asking, he coughed slightly, holding his chest. Kairi pushed Tadase back on his bed, pushing the pillow up, so that Tadase could sit and eat.

"If you stay in bed for tonight and tomorrow, you'll be set for school on Monday."

"That's good. I heard that Seiyo has gotten more interesting since I was out sick."

Kairi chuckled as he sat on the chair at the desk next to Tadase's bed. "Not really. Just two new transfer students. Siblings."

"Oh, I heard. A sister and brother, right? I wonder how they're like." Tadase lifted the sandwich to his mouth, tasting the mayo that covered his tongue.

"You'll find out soon. For now, just rest."

"What are their names?" Tadase asked, ignoring Kairi's statement. He was always for making new friends, and from what he heard from Nanami, they sounded nice.

"Fujimori Hinata, and Fujimori Misaki. They're siblings, though they don't look alike at all."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

"Fujimori-kun has light aburn hair. With amethyst eyes. Fujimori-san has cobalt hair with sapphire eyes. It doesn't match."

Tadase shrugged, not thinking much about it. "Fujimori-san, sounds nice. I would love to meet her."

Kairi raised an eyebrow. He hasn't had any interest in any girl since his last girlfriend from two years ago. "Are you interested?"

"I wouldn't say that." He simply replied. He pushed some blond hair from his eyes as he looked down at his tea. His thoughts always somehow found their way to her. The only girl he's ever had true feelings for.

But due to certain circumstances, and his position at the time, they couldn't be together. So he had ended it without further explanation. He felt terrible, but it was the only thing he could do... at the time.

His thoughts were interrupted by a pat on the head from his brother. "Stop thinking about it. It's over, right?"

Tadase smiled. His feelings for her vanished over time, so when he thought about it, those said thoughts could be ended easily. "Right. Now it's time for me to get better. I have a lot to prepare for when I return to school."

And he was right. Being Student Council President wasn't an easy job, and when he was gone for even a day, a large amount of work piled up.

Kairi took the tray of dishes out of his room, so his brother could rest. He needed it.

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"I gotta hand it to you, Kukai. You've outdone yourself."

"Don't I always?"

"Tch."

Amu smiled as she layed back on the grass, staring up at the sky. She loved looking at all the stars that were moving ever so slowly, across the earth.

Ikuto was actually pretty happy with the choice of location. He always liked to lay on a hill and stare up at the sky. Whether it was day or night. He looked over at Amu, who was laying next to her guitar case. She brought it with her, incase she needed it.

Kukai was laying next to the guitar case. He looked up at the stars, thinking back to all the times he and Amu would goof off during the innocent days. She was so small and cheeky, and smiled more than she did now. He stole a look at Amu, who was sitting up now, taking her guitar out. She was about to play.

"Good idea, Hinamori." He said. Amu looked at him and smiled. The smile that she gave him the first time they met.

Pretty please play: I Will See You Again by Andy Mckee. There are no words, just a guitar (which I imagine Amu playing). Playing the song will make the scene better. And it's supposed to last until the scene is over. So yeah. Please play that. Like now. Then proceed.

The sun shined brightly, as the day grew hotter and hotter. A twelve year old Kukai pulled some auburn hair out of his eyes, as he kicked his favorite soccer ball into the net. He smiled brightly as his friends cheered for him.

The park wasn't as full as usual, which was why Kukai decided to come here in the first place. He looked around to see an ice cream stand not too far from him, and turned to his friends. "I'll be right back. I'm gonna get something to eat."

As his friends nodded, he ran over to the ice cream stand. But on his way there, he bumped into a smaller figure. The collison was strong enough to send them both to the ground, making him wince in pain. He opened one eye to see that he pushed a girl to the ground. A girl!

"I-I'm sorry!" He exclaimed as he scrambled to get to her. She stayed silent as she looked up to him. He widened his eyes. He's never seen someone with pink hair before. Well, natural pink hair. When he realized that she wasn't hurt, he smiled at her.

"I like your hair. It suits you!" He laughed slightly when she blushed at his remark. She stood up abrubtly.

"Y-You don't just say that to someone you just met! Especially after pushing them to the ground!" She yelled. He knew that he was supposed to feel bad, but he couldn't help but laugh even harder at the girl in front of him. It only made her fume even more.

"Stop laughing!" She growled. He noticed that she was flustered, and angry, but he still kept a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you. Want some ice cream?" He suggested as he pointed towrds the ice cream stand. She pouted.

"Yes. Especially after you knocked the one I already had to the ground." She grumbled. Only then did he notice the Strawberry cone on the ground next to her. He sweat dropped as he grabbed her hand.

"Then I'll make yours a double. Let's go!" He dragged her over there so fast, that her feet left the ground. She felt like she was flying.

When they made it to the stand, and he ordered her ice cream, he decided to get to know the small girl while they waited. "So what's your name? I'm Kukai. Souma Kukai."

The little girl twiddled her thumbs as she looked to the side, stubbornly. "H-Hinamori Amu." She answered quietly.

"One Vanilla, and one Strawberry!" The worker said. Kukai took the two cones and handed the Strawberry one to the girl known as Amu.

She took it gently, making sure it didn't fall and looked at him. "Thank you." She grumbled. Then she dug in.

Kukai eyed her weirdly as he awkwardly licked his own ice cream, stealing a few glances at her every so often. He's seen so many expressions from her in under five minutes. That must be a record time, right?

After they were done, she was back to her quiet, stubborn self.

"You know, you don't have to hold up that mask with me."

"Eh?"

"I can read you like a book, Hinamori." He said as he looked at her with a grand smile. "Give me your real expression."

And just like that, she broke. Her lips curled up into the most brilliant smile he's ever seen.

He noticed how cute she looked when that smile was intact. And how stubborn she was. It felt as if he already knew her. He felt an attachment to her.

He felt like he needed to protect her.

Her fingers strummed the strings skillfully. Her expression was determined. The mood in the song changed so suddenly, Kukai and Ikuto were taken aback.

The song was almost done, she could feel it. She could feel the dissapointment set inside her. She gritted her teeth, as she paused to skillfully pat on her guitar. It was starting to take shape.

Ikuto stared at Amu, a little bewildered. The expression that she had wasn't like the ones she had before. The expression she had before was serene. Content. Almost happy.

But now, she could pass of as angry. Her eyes were closed and she breathed out as she patted on her guitar again. Everything was pouring out of her, and she knew it when the song turned so rapidly.

"Mama, where are you and Ami going?"

She growled under breath. She felt her eyes sting. She didn't think much of it.

Ikuto watched as her fingers moved from place to place. As her right hand strummed, and her left hand navigated to the different pitches and notes. He could almost feel the anger coming from her.

"Ikuto-san, this key holds unspeakable power." His mother said as she placed it in his hand gently.

"What kind of power?"

Her fingers furiously tapped the strings. It was so powerful, that it was almost surreal. She bopped her head slightly as she tapped, and strummed. She felt her legs go a bit numb by the she was sitting but she paid no attention to it. Her eyebrows were slanted downwards. Her golden eyes were hidden behind her eyelids.

She felt eyes on her. She knew how Kukai felt what she was experiencing. They've known each other long enough for it to be possible. She didn't know how Ikuto felt, and frankly she didn't care. This was something between her and her guitar. A secret bond between instrument, and wielder.

Kukai smiled at her. He knew she felt angry, but she's making the guitar sound like something happy. She's using her feelings for good, which was something she had to learn. And she mastered it.

Ikuto's lips curled up into an unnoticable smile as he remembered his mothers answer.

"Love."

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The sun dripped through the curtains of Amu's room, letting her know that it was a brand new day. She looked over, and saw Kukai and Ikuto on the floor, sleeping soundly. Their position had their heads touching which Amu found sort of adorable. But then...

Her eye twitched. How could they sleep like that when they had to leave soon? She turned her head to the clock on her side table: 8:30am.

Shit. "Guys, wake up! We have to leave in a half hour!" She yelled as she threw her pillow, hitting both of them in the head.

They rustled as they got up slowly, blinking a few times as they looked up at Amu, who's face was a few inches away for theirs.

Kukai noticed her hair that stuck to her fair, and chuckled slightly. "Nice bed head Hinamori."

But Ikuto noticed her golden eyes, that he could almost see himself swimming in. He looked away quickly, once he realized that he was staring.

"Shut up, Kukai. How could you laugh when you see me every morning?" She countered as she stood up. She was wearing a black tank top that clung to her body tightly, exposing her curves which were worth bragging about. She pulled down her white boxer shorts slightly, avoiding a wedgie, as she made her way to her luggage.

"Now you guys go get dressed and get something to eat. We have to leave soon, before we're late to the shooting."

Kukai smacked his forhead. "I forgot about that! I hate those things!"

Amu raised an eyebrow at her drummer. "How? You always seem pumped to watch it when we're done."

"I am, but the whole process makes me want to jump out of my own skin." He replied.

Ikuto yawned as he stood up, and made his way to the bathroom across the hall. He wanted to get to it first while Amu and Kukai conversed about the day that was ahead of them.

Once hearing the bathroom door shut, Kukai snapped his head towards the sound. "Tsukiyomi! I was going to use the shower first!"

"Looks like you're not." Ikuto replied loudly so he could hear him. He smirked as he turned the shower on, waiting for the hot water to come through the faucet.

Amu crossed her arms as her expression turn to a mischievious one. "Good thing I took a shower last night. You should of listened to me, and planned ahead of time."

Kukai pouted as Amu pushed him out of her room. "Tsukiyomi won't be long. Now get out, so I can get dressed."

After hearing Kukai mutter incoherent words to himself, Amu chuckled as she took out her outfit of the day.

Dark blue skinny jeans, a blue T-shirt that said Lucky, and dark blue converse. She pulled her hair up into messy ponytail and applied some eyeliner over her eyelids so she wouldn't look completely dead.

She didn't know how much time passed as she walked out of her room, going downstairs, and seeing Ikuto at the front door. "You take a long time to get dressed."

She looked around for her drummer and best friend. "Where's Kukai?"

"He's coming."

Speaking of the auburn haired teen, Kukai rushed down the stairs, while trying to put on his socks at the same time. "This is why I need to shower first!" He yelled, directing it at Ikuto, who just shrugged.

"Amu-chan! I'll miss you!" She heard her father exclaimed as he enveloped her into a hug. She smiled as she hugged him back, breathing in his welcoming scent.

"Thanks for having us, Papa."

"Anytime! I love having you here!" He replied with an untarnished smile. She smiled back, as she looked back at Kukai and Ikuto who were loading their luggage in the car.

"We'll be back soon. Definitely before I leave..." She ended sadly. She looked up at her father with sad eyes, almost on the verge of tears. Almost.

"Papa... I don't want to go..." As she said that, Tsumugu pulled her into his arms, running his fingers through her pink tresses.

"You don't mean that. You were always talking about going to America." He whispered as he pulled her chin up. "Just stay positive. I'll be with you, even if you're over 5,000 miles away."

He had an impulse to wipe her eye, but she had no tears to wipe away. He smiled serenely. She's a strong girl. She can accomplish anything.

"Hinamori! We gotta go!"

She looked at Kukai, then back to her father. She smiled lightly as she hugged him tight, not wanting to leave this very spot. "I love you, Papa."

"I love you too. Now go have fun."

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No one is as lucky as us
Were not at the end but oh we already won
No one is as lucky as us.

Amu swunged her mic stand back and forth, as her hair followed. Her legs were adorned with black ripped up skinny jeans. Her torso wore a loose fitting tank top that read, MD.

Kukai smashed his drunk sticks down, moving his head left to right, making sweat fly off of his perfect face. His expression was determined, almost angry.

Nagihiko and Nadeshiko were back to back strumming furiously on their base/guitar. Their expressions were cold, unapproachable.

Just how Tsukasa liked it.

"Cut! Good job everybody!"

The crew clapped as Amu and the band walked over to get their water bottles from the cooler. They finally shot their last scene, and Amu was ready to go home, so she could relax before school started.

"Hinamori-san."

Amu turned to her manager. "What, Nikaidou?" Her voice was stoic. Almost cold. Nikaidou wasn't affected.

"There's an interviewer here that would like a word with you."

"Decline it. I'm too tired to deal with Bloodsuckers." Nikaidou paid no attention to her nickname that she used for reporters.

"It will only be a minute." He said as she pulled her wrist gently towards the reporter. She rolled her eyes as she sighed, taking a swig of water.

"Hinamori-san! It's so nice to meet you. I'm a huge fan!"

Amu put on her fake smiled that she had mastered over the years. "Nice to meet you too. Where should we begin?"

The reporter and Amu sat down at a small table away from all the ruckus that the crew and workers made while cleaning up.

"So Hinamori-san, you're the new face of Japan. How does that feel?"

Amu almost sighed loudly at the question. She couldn't count how many people had asked her that same question. "It feels overwhelming. But I feel honored that people put me in such a position." She answered.

As the reported jotted down on her notepad, Amu rolled her eyes. Bloodsuckers were starting to come at her more and more asking question after question. They were digging into her personal life too, which crossed the line.

"The movie that your starring in is starting to buzz around Tokyo. Tell me, what is the movie about?"

Amu sat back in her chair getting relaxed. "An unrequited love. My director said that I can't give too many details." She answered with a secretive wink, making the Bloodsucker smile at her.

"I also hear that you visit your father, Hinamori Tsumugu often. Why doesn't he just live here in Tokyo?"

And it begins...

"Well, he's always liked Kyoto. So it'd be natural for him to live down there, right?"

"Yes, but what about your mother? And I also hear that you have a younger sister. Why hasn't anyone heard about them?"

She tried to keep her smile intact, but she could feel her lips twitching. She shakily grabbed her water bottle, and took another sip.

"No comment."

But the Bloodsucker is persistent. "Come on, Hinamori-san. I'm sure Japan is dying to know your secrets."

Secrets that should be kept hidden.

Amu stayed silent, hoping that she would just give up and move on. She balled up her fists, avoiding the temptation to reach over the smack her across the face.

Nikaidou could see that she was having trouble, and walked over to her rescue. "Hinamori-san is feeling a bit under the weather. We should continue this another time."

The reporter nodded as Amu relaxed. She walked with Nikaidou, cluthing his arm harder. "I hate them. Why do you make me do these?"

"Because the more publicity you have, the better fame you have."

Amu narrowed her eyes as she put her arms down. She walked outside, being bombarded with more paprazzi, and climbed swiftfully into the limo with the rest of the band.

She rested her elbow on the door handle, staring outside into the outside world like she always did.

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"Misaki-san!" Amu turned her head towards Nanami who smiled.

"How was your weekend? Did you do anything fun?" She asked. Amu smiled back as she flipped some of her cobalt blue hair out of her sapphire eyes.

"Nothing out of the ordinary." And that wasn't a lie. "How about you?"

"I was watching my little sister the whole time. What a drag." Nanami grumbled as Utau walked over.

"Utau." Amu said as she smiled towards her. Utau smiled back as she looked around. "Misaki, have you seen your brother?"

Amu sweat dropped. "Uhm, no. How about you check the cafeteria?" She suggested. Utau nodded, smiled, and off she went. Rikka narrowed her eyes towards the retreating figure.

"Misaki-chan, I think Utau has a thing for your brother."

Amu chuckled. "I know. I noticed a while ago." She replied. Wakana pushed up her glasses. "Fujimori-kun sort of reminds me of someone... But I can't put my finger on it."

Yua smiled at her. "He reminds you of Souma Kukai, right? I was thinking the same thing!" Wakana laughed. "Yes, that's it!"

Saaya watched the girls from afar as they talked. Stupid Fujimori Misaki. Her and her goddamn everything.

Her expression turned from angry to haughty as she walked over to the group of girls. "Girls, listen. The president is back from being sick." She announced.

Amu looked over at her. "Who's that Yamabuki-san?"

Rikka looked over at Amu. "The president of the school is The Prince. He's very popular with the girls."

"Including you." Nanami slyly interjected. Rikka jumped as she glared at her with a blush on her face. "You're one to talk!"

Nanami giggled. "My heart belongs to Tsukiyomi-san, and no other."

"Tsukiyomi Ikuto is so gorgeous. He's exactly my type." Yua dreamily added. "So calm, and stoic. You always wonder what he's thinking."

"Eh, I personally like The Prince. He's nicer and more approachable." Wakana included.

Amu watched as the girls sighed dreamily over the two boys. She didn't get it. Why would they talk about them, when they're right in the school? If you like them, then go for it. She looked over at Saaya who had grin on her face.

"Sorry ladies, but the only person who's eligible enough for either of them, is me." She said. Rikka rolled her eyes along with Yua and Nanami.

"Well... I think Tsukiyomi-san would look nice with Misaki-san." Wakana shyly said. Yua smiled.

"I thought the same thing!"

"Me too!" Nanami hastily added.

They all looked at Amu would shrugged. "I'm not interested."

"Misa-chan." She expected to hear a much more higher voice than that, but when she turned her head, she saw that it was Ikuto.

"What do you want, Tsukiyomi?" She asked, clearly annoyed with his presence. Ikuto smirked slightly. "I just came here to take my seat." He said as he turned to Wakana, who was sitting in said seat.

She blushed furiously and became flustered. "I-I'm s-s-sorry!" She yelled as she quickly got out of his seat. But as she tried to make a quick getaway, she tripped causing her to fall.

She was expecting feel the cold hard ground, but she felt arms instead. She looked over her shoulder quickly to see a blond haired teen, which so happened to be The Prince.

"Are you okay?" His voice rung in Amu's ears causing her eyes to widen.

"I-I'm f-f-fine, Hotori-sama! Thank you!" Wakana exclaimed. Nanami sighed as she pulled her best friend towards her seat. Rikka smirked at Amu, telling her that he was The Prince everyone was talking about. Yua was still blushing as she slowly sat down in her seat behind Ikuto.

Saaya glared at Amu, before walking back to her seat gracefully.

But Amu didn't care about anything around her. All the sound went mute as she looked over at the blond haired male named Hotori Tadase. The guy that every girl refered to as The Prince.

And the guy that broke her heart two years ago.

Yuki- What a twist, right?

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