Me:: Ah! Does anyone understand that I feed off of reviews???
Ikuto:: You're too soft on them…
Utau:: Like your friends are always yelling about: GET A BACKBONE SWEETHEART!
Me:: *flinch* nooooo…. Not the sweet talk…. No! Anything but that!!
Amu:: *sweat drop* Before things get any weirder…. Here's yet another chapter.
"What can I do, I cannot breathe. My heart is torn…" – One More Sad Song by All-American Rejects
Ikuto's P.O.V.:
I woke up the next morning feeling nauseous; I glanced across my bedroom dragging my eyes to look up and out the window. The window which left me staring at Amu as she finished getting dressed; I got up yanking my curtains closed. With a somewhat somber expression stretched on my face, I pulled my long-sleeved black shirt up over my head in one slow motion. I tossed it to a corner of my room as I grabbed my white button-down shirt; yanking my arms through the sleeves before buttoning up, leaving the top undone. Next came my beige slacks…
"Ikuto! If you don't hurry you're going to be late!" My mother's voice rang up the stairs into my room.
Buttoning my slacks, I grabbed my navy blue blazer, along with my black tie in my free hand running down the stairs. Usually when I'm running this late I just grab toast and run off, I slipped into my shoes while I waited for my toast to pop back up. The moment they popped up I grabbed a piece and ran out the door and climbed onto my black Suzuki GSX-R1000, right as I was about to drive away I caught Amu running towards me, out of the corner of my eye. I cut the engine just as she stopped I front of me asking for a ride to school.
"Alright. Hop On." I instructed her, handing over the extra helmet I had that I knew she didn't remember belonged to her.
She carefully climbed on, placing her school bag in the compartment on the side; she wrapped her arms around my waist.
"Hold on tight." I reminded her as I pulled away slowly before gaining speed.
I could feel her arms tighten even as I began to slow to a stop; parking it beside the building under a tree.
"You can let go now." I kept my voice low enough to calm whatever she was feeling.
Her arms loosened as she slid off, fixing her skirt and blazer before thanking me. I just nodded my head, taking out both of our school bags; handing hers to her then stuffing both helmets inside.
"See you later, Ikuto!" She giggled, before running off. Probably to Tadase…
I felt sick again reminding myself of this detail; the somber expression from this morning appeared back on my face as I headed to first period.
Amu's P.O.V.:
School went by the same as always; Nikaido lectured us again on the expectations of going to the dance which as he constantly reminded us was tomorrow. I sighed, waiting for class to be over…
Ring! Good things do come to those who wait! I bolted out the door, pushing a couple of students out of my way I knew if I hurried enough I could find Tadase sitting on the fountain where he asked me out yesterday! Finally making it to the fountain in the middle of the courtyard, I saw Tadase sitting with another boy chatting lively with him!
"T-Tadase-k-kun…" I was blushing feverishly.
"Ah! Amu-chan!" His angelic voice graced my ears.
"So you're Hinamori Amu?" I glanced past Tadase to see up close that the boy he had been talking to.
"Yes." I responded, unsure why I sounded so sad.
I don't get it… It's like the feeling I have around Ikuto…
"This is Soma Kukai." Tadase introduced me to the boy.
Soma…Kukai…. Soma… Nope! Nothing!
I shook my head to rid of those thoughts then smiled down at the boy, "Nice to meet you."
When I smiled, I noticed something fill Kukai's eyes as he stared at me intently. Before I really could find out what it was, he looked away sighing, "Man! Ikuto wasn't lying…"
Lying…? About what? How the hell does Ikuto get pulled into this??
Before I could ask what he meant, he ran off leaving me with Tadase; not that I minded! I squealed inwardly at the situation then looked down at Tadase to see his eyes filling up with… is that anger?
"T-Tadase…-k-kun…?" A part of me was afraid to speak at the animosity filling the air.
"Oh! Sorry Amu-chan!" And just like that the animosity disappeared.
"Do you mind if I walked you home?" He asked me with his princely-smile.
"N-No… I-I d-don't m-mind." I replied as we walked out of the courtyard then down the street.
The walk home went quicker than I expected; dammit!!!!
"Well I guess this is where we part, my princess." He spoke holding onto my hand a little longer before squeezing it gently.
"Uh… Y-Yeah." My face blushed feverishly.
I headed inside, waving goodbye to Tadase before closing the door; my mother was coming down the stairs with a hamper filled with dirty clothes asking, "So who was that Amu-chan?"
"M-Mama!!" I shrieked before calming down, "That was Tadase, my boyfriend…" I added.
"Boy…friend…?" She questioned me before walking off.
"Could have sworn you and Ikuto would have gotten together…?" I barely heard her whisper these words and to be honest, I'm not even sure I heard her right.
Shaking my head, I kicked off my shoes; fixed my socks then ran up the stairs to relax. Once I was in my room, I shut the door snatching my IPod off my desk before plopping down on my bed; sticking the headphones in my ears then turning it on. Once the music started to play, I hummed along to the words…
Ikuto's P.O.V.:
Okay I don't mean to sound like a protective boyfriend or anything but where the hell is Amu?! Searching the whole campus for hours now; I finally caved in sitting down on the fountain dialing Ms. Hinamori on my cell.
"Hello Hinamori residence—"
"Ms. Hinamori…!" I hadn't meant to sound so out of breath.
"Ikuto-san? Is something wrong?" She asked me politely, sounding a little worried.
"Has Amu come home already?" I asked her.
"Yes… She came home with a boy actually." She explained to me.
"…Okay, thanks Ms. Hinamori." I quickly hung up the phone, keeping my head low in case any students were still left after this time.
I walked to my bike in silence, driving home in the same manner but unfortunately my silence didn't last the moment I parked my bike, wheeling it inside the garage. I gritted my teeth to control my emotions as I placed my helmet on my seat before running inside. I ran up the stairs, ignoring my mother's question about dinner; slamming my bedroom door I went straight to the window glaring into Amu's room.
"Amu! Are you there?" I asked, glaring at the darkness within Amu's bedroom.
No response. What happened next surprised not only Amu, who happened to actually be in her room but me too…
Amu's P.O.V.:
The moment I heard the sound of glass breaking I threw my headphones off and turned on the lamp beside my bed. Careful not to step on the glass I moved around my room until I was clear of the glass, bending down I could see it was a picture frame a lot like the one I had. One quick glance told me that my picture frame was still intact while the one before me was now in pieces. I flipped over the photograph, which made my eyes widen: It was the same picture I had! I flipped it back over to see something scrawled on it: 'Amu & Me; 3rd Grade'
Still holding the photograph, I made my way to the window to see Ikuto standing there wide-eyed and surprised just like me!
"Ikuto… You know something I don't about me, don't you?" I wasn't sure why I was asking since it was obvious because of the picture in my hands.
"What the hell could I know since this is the first time we've ever met?" I could feel the venom dripping off his words along with something else… sadness, perhaps?
"Ikuto, please… Tell me, please. Whenever I'm around you I feel so—" I couldn't stop the tears that were now forming.
"Amu… Give me back the picture." His voice sounded calmer than moments ago.
"Not unless you tell me what you know!" I sobbed, loudly.
"Then forget it! Keep it for all I care!" He yelled, clenching his window sill.
Before I could argue back with him, he continued: "Dammit Amu! You could have least let me know that you didn't need a ride home… Do you have any idea how worried I was?!" His voice raising and dropping before sounding strained as the last part left his lips.
I watched as he slammed his window shut then yanked the curtains closed. I stood there, hoping he would appear again but as my mother opened the door to ask about the noise it sank in that there really was something people weren't telling me…
"What can I do, I cannot breathe. My heart is torn…"
Me:: Aww! Poor Ikuto! I'm on the verge of tears just writing this chapter
Amu:: I really screwed up, didn't I?
Me:: What gave you that idea? Was it Ikuto throwing a fit?
Amu:: ….
Me:: Review! Remember I'm in need of some criticism and reviews…. and a song lyric you would like to see in the fanfics.
Amu:: Do you think he'll come back??
Me:: Ask the reader, hun.
Amu:: *turns to face what now is an angry mob of readers* Do you think he'll come back?? Or did I really really mess things up?