NOTHING TO DO WITH MY FANFIC MY STAR . I just … liked the name , & thought if fitted , so I used it again :3
Okay , so this time's oneshot was inspired by the … potato salad I had for dinner .__. & a little bit from the song FadingStar by Wheesung . But mostly the potato salad . Just … don't ask .
Was going to make this into a songfic , but I just wrote one :\ Besides , the lyrics for the song don't really work out for me anyways . So oneshot it is !
You guys can ignore this part if you want . I just really want to get it out , & I doubt anybody on AIM right now really wants to hear this :\ I GOT A 110 FOR MY FINAL IN ENGLISH , BETCH(: SO ****** , IN YOUR FACE FOR CALLING ME A FAILURE FOR NOT UPDATING "MY STAR" FAST ENOUGH FOR YOU . YOU JUST WAIT ; & I WILL RUB IN YOUR SAD FACE EVERY SINGLE GRADE I GET … except for History . I got a C in that one o_o
Ahaha . I'm done now .__.
Nessz : D: Aw damnn . I'm sorry):
Himeka Tsukiyomi : Thank you !
LittlePlagueSpirit : Well she didn't remember everything , I was trying to imply that she only remembered bits & pieces of the time . But your way works too ^^
LittlePlagueSpirit : Ah , it's okay ! I wasn't really expecting anyone to wish me anything . I just felt like letting you guys know it was that date since it was a really important milestone in my opinion . Are you saying that I didn't reply to your reviews ? D: Because if that's the case , I'm sorry . I normally do the replies either really early in the morning or really late at night , so I'm not exactly thinking straight …
HlorkexD : Well , is there anything you need to say ? o_o Because me knowing that you liked it is all I need to know .
Kairou Watoshimi : .__. Yes . It sucked .
Snowiisan : Maybe because I didn't stop every few minutes , read what I wrote , & go "EW D:" ?(x
Angel of Randomosity : NONONONO you got it all wrong . It's Ikuto … sexy baka .
Amuto20174 : … I didn't say it sucked this time o_o But if you want me to think it sucked , then go right ahead .
Xhappily-randomx : I never have books stacked up for me ._. I only get one book at a time , & don't buy another until I'm done with the one I have . That way I never feel obligated to read any faster ^^
Anonymous : Aw , thanks !
Iluvbleach10 : It's my favorite too(:
AhYingx3 : I love you too ! :D
Xxxdevil wings : Mhmmm :D
Xxxdevil wings : so much sniffing … o:
ANGST WARNING . I'm like … on an angst roll or something o_o Weird . I'm normally not that kind of person . I NEED TO FIND SOMETHING HAPPY & FLUFFY TO WRITE ABOUT SOON OR MY HEAD IS GOING TO EXPLODE D:
"Happy birthday, Amu," Ikuto announced, pulling a plate with a cake on it from an unknown somewhere. He handed it to his smiling girlfriend. Amu giggled, using her finger to scrape off some of the frosting on top of the cake. She tasted it.
"Utau made this didn't she?" She asked suddenly. "She always put way to much sugar into her cakes …"
Ikuto smirked.
"Darn," He said, pretending to sound dejected. "And here I thought that you'd believe that I made it …"
Amu ran over and whacked Ikuto with a pillow.
"Like I'd ever believe that!" She cried out. Ikuto smirked as he turned around to put the cake down. He stood up and picked up Amu, throwing her petite body over his shoulder before putting her back down again. He crawled next to her, the smirk still wide on his face.
"You think you're so funny, huh?" He asked teasingly. Amu smiled up at him as she nodded. Ikuto couldn't help but turn his own smirk into a smile. She looked so adorable when she smiled like that … it was almost a movie-worthy smile.
Or, maybe, it was even better that the smile of most celebrities …
Ikuto sat up, his eyes never leaving his girlfriend's face. Amu sat up with him, a bewildered expression beginning to blossom.
"What … ?" She asked, confused. Ikuto was silent for a moment.
She really is perfect in so many ways … It feels like she deserves so much better , like it'll take thousands of me's to show how much I love her …
"Did you ever think about trying out for acting?" He asked suddenly. "Like, becoming one of those famous people?"
Amu blushed.
"N-no," She stammered. "Why would I?"
Ikuto shrugged.
"Dunno," He answered. "You just seem like one of those people that are perfect for it. You are a pretty good actor, considering you made me believe that you hated me when we first met … not to mention that you have half your school believing you're some sort of uncaring punk. Plus, you're obviously cute enough to pull off being in giant screens ..."
Amu's cheeks reddened as Ikuto continued on and on about how Amu would be perfect.
"Now that you mention it," She mumbled. "It actually sounds like a lot of fun … but just being in small things. No way am I going to try to get some award or something. Maybe I can try that when I grow up or something …"
"But for now," Amu continued, wrapping her short arms around him. I just want to spend some time with you before my parents get back."
Ikuto smiled; that worked perfectly fine for him.
.: a few years later … ish . I don't know exactly :.
Ikuto sighed, redialing the number one more time. He had tried countless times before this, he just didn't get any responses. He understood that with her new busy life, she probably wouldn't have time to answer every phone call from him, but he still wanted to hear her at least, since it was impossible for them to see each other at the moment.
He couldn't help but feel the tiniest bit of relief when he heard the dial tone stop and the noise of the phone being picked up.
"Yeah, what?" He heard her say into the phone, her voice sounding quite rushed. But more rushed than Ikuto had expected it would've been.
"Are you busy right now?" Ikuto asked anyways. He heard a sigh on the other end.
"Right now is a little … " she began
"Well this'll be quick," Ikuto promised. "I just wanted to remind you that I-"
"Sorry," She interrupted. "I'm going to have to call you back later …"
"Wait!" Ikuto started, but his words fell on deaf ears. The dial tone was back again.
He closed his eyes as he placed the phone back into its cradle. He should be thankful that Amu even picked up the phone; it was the first time she had in weeks. But, Ikuto couldn't help but notice that she had sounded a whole lot crankier than last time they had talked.
He knew that he was the one that talked her into all of this; trying out for a part in some small movie. But he had never expected that Amu would be such a huge success, launching her into the highest point of stardom. As proud as he was of her, Ikuto wished that Amu was still free most of the time, so they could spend some time together again.
But, obviously, that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
"Amu," He said quietly to himself. "All I wanted was for the world to make you happy. But … it built some sort of wall in between us …"
As selfish as it sounded, Ikuto knew that he wanted his little pink-haired, blushing, adorable little Amu back. And all to himself.
He suddenly stood up from the chair he was sitting in.
Ikuto was going to find her.
~ i s n o w x 3 ~
The crowd was thick as the hundreds of people tried to squeeze themselves into the concert hall were the awards ceremony was being held. There was barely any room for anyone to even fit through the door anymore.
Of course, Ikuto was smarter than to try to get through that mess.
He made his way around the back; they way the award recipients usually get in. Thankfully, he had been here hundreds of time due to Utau's fame as a singer, and he knew the best ways to get through all the security guards without getting caught.
Even if he knew the place inside and out, it still took Ikuto a while to get to where he wanted: a hidden space behind the stage where he could see the whole ceremony perfectly.
Ikuto got there just in time to see Amu gracefully walking onto the stage to receive her award.
"Thank you!" He heard the pink-haired teenager say. "Thank you guys for everything! I'd like to thank all of my friends, and my family, and all of my friends for all of their wonderful support the whole way!"
Ikuto continued to listen on for her whole acceptance speech, but he didn't really want to hear any more. Amu had mentioned everybody that had helped her along her journey to being who she was now … except for him. Wasn't it Ikuto that had suggested she try out for acting in the first place? And now that she's finally made it big, she doesn't even remember who had given her the first push.
Life just wasn't fair.
~ i s n o w x 3 ~
Amu glided off of the stage, wiping away the sweat forming on her forehead. But she didn't have much time to rest. She was due on another talk show within the hour, so she had to hurry.
All of a sudden, she heard her phone ringing from inside of her clutch. She felt a wave of irritation. Who would call her now? She was stressed out enough as it is.
"What do want? I'm busy; I have to go soon! So make it quick," She snapped into the phone, without even bothering to check who it was. She heard a slight hesitation on the other end, as if they were surprised at her sudden outburst.
"You're famous," The person on the other end said sadly. "I knew it all along. I knew that you would be this famous. You're pretty, you're talented. You're going to be so much better without me needing to talk to you all the time. So take care of yourself. Be happy, and remember that I'll always love you. Bye."
Amu's eyes widened at the voice. It was … Ikuto's. He sounded truly hurt on the phone, but who would blame him? She hadn't talked to him in ages, let alone seen him in person ever since her career had taken off. How could've she forgotten him until now?
"Wait, Ikuto!" She screamed into her tiny cell phone. But, it was too late. He had just hung up. Amu flipped her phone closed again, taking a moment to stand still.
"Ikuto," She whispered. "I'm sorry …"
*yawn* Psttt , I'm sneaking on right now(: Supposed to be in bed . Wrote it in about an hour , so my eyes are a bit tired now :\
Review ? BE SURE TO THANK MY POTATO SALAD FOR GIVING ME THE ORIGINAL INSPRIATION :D