Put "muffin cupcake" in your review if you're spending Valentines Day single . Like me .

I … have nothing to say ._. Went shopping , SEEING DEARJOHN TOMORROW ! , did my science homework :x

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HlorkexD : I don't like the ending because … well it turned out ickier than what I had planned D: That's all(:

P.S. OOC Ikuto :D

Valentines .

021410 .

Inspiration : chocamilkproductions of youtube ; The Listening by Lights

Ikuto followed his group of friends as they walked through the park. He didn't join them in their conversation; he found whatever they were talking about at the moment pretty boring.

As they were talking, Ikuto took the time to look around at his surroundings. Kids were swinging on the swings and sliding on the slides; parents were either with their kids or relaxing under a tree …

And there was this pink-haired girl, who looked around … teenage age, that was sitting alone on a bench.

Ikuto elbowed one of his friends.

"Hey, Kukai," He said, motioning towards the girl. "Who's that?"

Kukai glanced at the girl once, smiling.

"Oh," He told him. "That's Hinamori Amu. She just moved here from America with her family … last week or something. Not sure. Saw her around school a couple of times, though."

Ikuto nodded, silently taking in the information he just heard.

"Tell them to go without me," He said next. "I'll see you guys around."

Kukai grinned at him.

"Sure …. " He said in a tone that obviously meant that he wouldn't. "But be warned, from what I've heard, she's really stubborn."

Ikuto rolled his eyes and walked away from his friends, towards Amu.

She was bent over a cell phone, her bubble-gum pink hair falling in front of her face as her fingers flew over the key pad rapidly as she texted. She didn't even look up when Ikuto took a seat on the bench on the opposite side of where she was sitting. Ikuto smirked.

She can't be that stubborn … Kukai tells me all these girls are, and yet they all fall for me sooner or later. She'll be just like the rest of them … except I'm hoping she isn't as stupid as some of them are.

After a few minutes, Amu flipped the phone closed and slid it back into the bag lying beside her. Ikuto turned towards her; now was his chance.

But, just as soon as he opened his mouth to say something, Amu pulled out a pair of earphones and an mp3 player. She suck the earphones into her ears, and pressed the "play" button on her mp3 player. Within moments, she was bobbing her head a long with the music. In fact, the song was so loud, Ikuto could hear it from where he was sitting.

And she still hadn't noticed Ikuto sitting there, watching her the whole time.

He couldn't help but frown; it had only been around 15 minutes, and Amu was already noticeably different from most of the girls he had tried to hit on. Maybe for once, Kukai was right ….

Ikuto shook his head. He could never let that happen. Ever. No matter what.

Time to try a different method of getting her attention.

He reached out, intending to pull of one of her earphones. But, just as his finger grazed the plastic of the earphone, Amu suddenly stood up. She picked up her bag, her back facing Ikuto, as she walked away.

Ikuto frowned again, a frustrating annoyance growing inside of him. But, one thing was for sure: he was going to get this girl to fall for him. No questions asked.

~ i s n o w x 3 ~

Ikuto walked towards the same bench in the park bench, prepared to surprise Amu this time. In one hand, he was holding a balloon by its string that was shaped like a large pink heart. In the other hand, he was holding a box of sweets and the cutest stuffed bear he could find.

It was all cheesy and unnecessary in his opinion, but he knew from experience that this was the kind of stuff that worked for most girls. Even though he knew from their last encounter that Amu wasn't "most girls", he thought it was worth a shot.

He took a seat on the bench again, still holding the balloon but putting the bear and the sweets on the bench beside him. Amu was sitting in the same spot as before, the earphones still jammed into her ears as she flipped through a book.

Ikuto took a deep breath, and then held out the balloon to her. Amu was apparently too engrossed in her book, as she didn't notice him at all. Ikuto felt that annoying frustration from last time return again. He reached out to tap her on the shoulder.

Just as he extended a finger to tap her, the other fingers that were holding onto the balloon's string tightly suddenly loosened. The balloon slipped out of his fingers, and floated away into the blue sky.

On the bright side, though, Ikuto had gotten Amu's attention. The balloon now far behind her, she looked up from her book to smile at him.

"Hello!" She waved politely. When all she got was a dumbfounded stare from the blue-haired teenager, she gave him a funny look before returning to her book.

Ikuto felt like slapping himself. He finally got her to look at him, and all he could do was stare.

Way to go, Ikuto. What is with you? You never do this. You're always so confident around girls, you always know how to impress them and make them love you. Why should she be any different?

He sighed. No matter; he still had the sweets and the teddy bear. Ikuto turned around to pick them up, but as soon as he turned back around to give them to Amu, she was gone again.

Ikuto was really irritated. He had to try harder next time.

~ i s n o w x 3 ~

Ikuto sat down on the usual bench once again. Amu didn't glance up from the sketchbook she was drawing in when he sat. Ikuto smirked at her.

This time, he carried no balloons, no sweets, no overly-adorable stuffed animals. Nothing that the average girl would want.

Today, he had only a single box on his lap.

Silently, Ikuto slid the box over to Amu. Once again, she didn't hear him due to the earphones she seemed to never take off. Ikuto slid the box even closer to her, patting the top of it loudly before returning his hands to each side of his body.

Still no reaction from Amu.

Ikuto frowned; he wished the earphones could go to hell. But sadly, he wouldn't, so he would just have to figure out a way to get Amu to notice him with that obstacle.

Kukai had told him that in one of the classes he had with Amu, Amu was forced by the teacher to tell the class her hobbies. Photography was one of them, so Ikuto was sure that this present would do the trick.

He carefully opened the box, pulling out all the excess Styrofoam and bubble wrap that was used to hold the contents in place.

Then, he pulled out the one real thing the box held: the most expensive camera he could afford. And, considering his parents owned Easter, one of the biggest companies in Japan, he could afford something that was extremely expensive.

Ikuto held the camera out to Amu, careful to not drop such an expensive item. It would be a shame, spending so much money on a present to have it broken before the recipient even saw it.

Amu didn't even look up. She just continued staring downwards, her arm flying across her sketchpad, earphones still in her ears.

Ikuto couldn't believe it.

He stood up and walked a few feet in front of the bench. He got down on one knee, and took a picture of Amu.

Amu still didn't notice.

Trying not to let his irritation show, Ikuto walked back to the bench, and poked Amu's arm. Amu's head snapped up, looking quite surprised that somebody wanted her attention. She looked and saw Ikuto sitting beside her, a smirk on his face as he pointed to the camera screen.

Amu leaved over, and saw that there was a picture of her. She glared at him, taking one of the pens she was using to sketch with. Amu grabbed Ikuto's arm, and wrote "fail" on his wrist before collecting her things, standing up, and walking away again.'

Ikuto was left sitting alone, more confused than ever.

What is with her?

He frowned, a million thoughts running through his head. Tomorrow … tomorrow was Valentines day, the day where most people are in the mood to fall in love. He smiled as an idea crept into his brain.

Before leaving though, he used the camera to snap a picture of himself sitting on the bench.

.: Valentines Day:.

Ikuto walked towards the park bench once again. He hoped that his feeling of confidence wouldn't let him down today.

Like always, Amu was sitting on the bench, earphones plugged into her ears. She was engrossed in a book she was reading, and didn't notice when Ikuto sat down next to her again.

Ikuto took a deep breath, and shoved his present of the day on top of Amu's book. It was the teddy bear he had bought a couple days back; but this time it was holding a piece of cardboard. Glued onto the cardboard was the picture of Amu on the bench, and the one of Ikuto next to it. There was a question mark in between the two pictures.

Amu's eyes widened when she saw it, and her eyes slid to where Ikuto was sitting. She didn't say a word before turning back to the teddy bear.

Suddenly, Amu looked up again.

"Turn around," She instructed. Ikuto did as he was told. About a minute later, he felt a tap on his shoulder. Ikuto turned around and saw Amu, smiling as she held out the teddy bear in front of her.

Ikuto glanced at the piece of cardboard and grinned. He put the teddy bear back on the bench and stood up. Amu smiled slightly as she followed him, the two of them walking away.

The teddy bear and it's sign was forgotten.

Amu had used a marker to turn his question mark into a heart.

Ending didn't turn out as great as I would've liked again :\\ ohwell .

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Happy Single Awareness Day to everybody!~