Getting Married to Him?
Amu is 21 and her parents are afraid she won't ever get married. She's rejected every single proposal. So they talk to a friend of theirs who happens to be Aruto Tsukiyomi. He tells them about his son Ikuto Tsukiyomi. They arrange a marriage for them. But what if Amu doesn't like Ikuto? How will she learn to like him, let alone love him?
Oh my god...nobody pointed this out, but I keep switching from first person to third person...Don't any of you find that annoying? ASDFGHJKL.
I'm going to edit this whole messed up story when I have time and make it all third person (I'm in the process right now tbh).
Sorry for the long wait, everybody! I know...must be annoying for me to say this every single damn chapter.
Totally obsessed with Ulquihime now. X3 Well..ofc and Ulquiorra. ~_~
Anyways, enough of my blabbing, enjoy! (I actually tried to make the chapter longer than usual...but...I don't think it's that much longer...) I hope my writing is improved...well I think it is, since my Language Arts teacher this year is wonderful! (: But anyways, whatever. Nobody reads this shet anyways...
Disclaimer- I do not own Shugo Chara or any of the characters.
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"So...what do you guys think?" Amu twirled around in her dress.
"Amu-chi looks like a princess! Like always!" Yaya put her hands up to her cheeks and giggled.
"All the boys will be head over heels for you, for sure." Rima added. Amu smiled and felt all the heat rush up to her face. Still smiling, she turned to Utau.
"So," she asked her. "What do you think?"
The three of them waited for Utau's reply.
"It suits you." she said and rolled her eyes. Amu felt herself swell with happiness. Usually Utau never gave her any compliments, so for her to hear that coming from Utau was a big deal. But Rima and Yaya were far from being satisfied with her response. They stared at Utau, who was making it obvious that she was rummaging through her purse to avoid the death glares emanating from Rima and Yaya.
Amu sat on her bed with a silly grin on her face; her honey-colored eyes bright and vibrant. She was looking straight at her friends, but was too preoccupied to notice the awkward situation in front of her. The pinkette was daydreaming, somewhere far off in La-La Land.
Utau gritted her teeth, turned her back to the two girls, and continued the act of pretending to look for something in her purse. Yaya and Rima inched forward until they were practically two centimeters away from her face. Finally, Utau gave up.
"What the hell are you guy-" she began, "doing!" she finished with a squeak as they moved even closer. "What the fuck are you guys doing? Trying to rape me? Or what?"
"Maybe..." Yaya laughed maniacally. She reached out to Utau and began stroking her hair. At the touch of someone's hand on her hair, Utau screamed, loudly.
"Are you alright, girls?" came Amu's mother's voice from downstairs.
"Yes! We're fine, Mrs. Hinamori! Utau just thought there was a spider crawling up her leg! Nothing big! Thank you for asking!" Rima replied. Utau shot her a glare and mouthed, "What the fuck?"
"Okay! Good that you girls are fine." Amu's mother said.
"Okay. You know what? You win! Okay? You guys just freak the hell outta me! You win! You win! Ughh...god...these stupid little..." Utau's voice trailed off as she listed all the profanities she could think of.
"Well...?" inquired Rima.
"Amu looks absolutely..." the blonde sighed, "stunning and beautiful..."
"Excuse me, but what did you say? I couldn't quite hear you. Repeat that please?" Rima said, while examining her hair for split ends.
Seething with anger, Utau tried to repeat what she said, "Amu looks absolutely-"
"Oh! And speak up!" Yaya interrupted to which the blonde showed her appreciation by sending an icy glare to the girl.
Utau paused before saying the dreadful phrase again, in case if anyone decided to interrupt her again. But they were all, well Rima and Yaya, looking at her irritably, waiting for her to speak. She cleared her throat, "Like I said Amu looks absolutely stunning and beautiful today." There. She said it, loud and clear.
"Okay, great!" Rima smiled and clapped. "Now just say that to Amu and make sure she's paying attention." She finished quickly in her cold, yet seemingly enthusiastic voice.
"What?" Utau asked and gave her a look of disbelief. Yaya shrugged and Rima only returned a hard, calculating stare. "Alright! Let me tell that to Amu. And you guys better be listening, 'cause I ain't repeating that again!" She turned and marched the short distance over to the reason of the whole stupid controversy.
"Amu! Hey!" A hand waved wildly in front of Amu's face, trying to snap her out of her dreamy state, but she only continued to stare off into space like one of those mental freaks from the horror movies. Utau snapped her fingers. Again, nothing happened. She made funny faces and yet again, Amu didn't respond.
Meanwhile, as Utau continued to try to catch the pinkette's attention, the other girls in the room watched with amusement, taking pictures and recording it on their phones.
"You know, Amu...he is downstairs waiting for you...and he might just leave and get another date to the dance...I mean, he does have some pretty good looks and tons of girls would die to be in your spot. Am I right?" Utau tried a different technique this time, trying to manipulate her to bring back from fantasy-land rather than doing stupid things like making funny faces and farting noises.
"Huh? What? No! I'm coming! Wait!" Amu huffed as if she had just run a marathon. She looked panicked, but her expression turned into confusion once she looked around and noticed something was amiss. She turned to her friends and asked, "Where is he? And the evil, one-eyed sewer rat? The giant purple spider that was going to blow up the city? Oh my god! No! What happened to Bob the Unicorn who jumps into a rainbow and meets Blubby the Butterfly?"
When her friends gave her a blank look, she hurriedly went on to ask another question. "Where's the rainbow unicorn that beat my high score in Temple Run?" Everybody burst out laughing while Amu stood there looking confused. And then someone brought her over to the mirror and Amu realized that this was no longer fantasy-land. Anyone could tell she was embarrassed because she immediately flushed a rosy pink color upon recognizing her silly error.
"Hey Amu! I was going to say," began Utau, "You look absolutely-" but she never finished, because Amu's mother's voice cut her off.
"Girls! I believe your dates are here! Hurry down now, little darlings. You don't want to be late!" she called upstairs.
"Okay! We're coming!" They all replied and in a flash—were downstairs and out the door after biding Amu's mother a goodbye and goodnight.
"So what were you saying again?" Amu asked, turning to her best friend, Utau.
"Nothing...nothing at all." was her reply. "Nothing at all." Utau's words continued repeating in her head as everything dissolved into a swirl of colors.
And then there was the bright light seeping through her eyelids. Brightness everywhere she looked. It was too blinding so she squeezed her eyes closed even tighter until she could see black and red swirling and dancing around. Suddenly the image of a boy's face flashed through her mind, alarming her so much that it caused her eyes to fly open as she jolted up from the hospital bed.
For a few seconds Amu just stared at the bare white walls in front her, trying to remember whatever it was that she saw in her mind's eye. But her head began to throb and with every breath she took, there came a sharp pain in her side. She decided it'd be best to lie back down. The face. Whose face was that? Who is he? She couldn't recall ever meeting someone like that. Wait...or did she? It seemed sort of familiar to her...just slightly...or perhaps it was just her mind playing tricks on her.
But that face...the image of it disappeared as quickly as it appeared. If Amu closed her eyes and tried to replay what happened, it wouldn't work. But still, she knew what that face looked like, except she just didn't know how to reconstruct it in her mind.
As Amu's mind continued to struggle with that, it slowly shifted to other things. Like, why was she still in the hospital? With a couple broken ribs, shouldn't she be able to go home now? Go back to painting butterflies and landscapes, portraits of her friends and loved ones; back to the job she loved most which is being an artist. So why wasn't she home? A couple broken ribs isn't a big deal is it? Or maybe it is? Is it? Or no?
She sat up again, ignoring the pain. She slowly put a foot onto the cold floor and then another. Carefully, she stood up and held onto the bed for support while she wobbled to the door. But just as she reached out to grasp the handle, it moved. She lurched back in surprise and gave a small yelp.
A head poked into the room. It was her nurse, Emi.
"Oh! You scared me there, dearie!" Well, you scared me too, idiot, thought Amu. "Anyways, where do you think you're going? The bathroom is right over here in this room so there's no need to use the one out in the hall." She pointed to the door in the far right corner of the room. Ha-ha. Does it look like I want to go piss right now? You dimwit.
"Okay...uhm...just wondering, why am I still at the hospital? Any particular reason...Emi?" Amu almost called her a brat, but she caught herself before the words tumbled out of her mouth. Instead, she forced herself to sweetly say the nurse's name so it wouldn't sound awkward.
The nurse chewed on her upper lip, not sure if she should tell her patient or not.
"And your reply...?" Amu drawled out, "The time is ticking and there shouldn't be a reason as to why you can't answer a question that's simple as this!"
Emi shuffled her feet nervously before replying, "U-uhm...you'll be discharged...soon. Probably later today or tomorrow...and..."
"Sorry, but circumlocution doesn't work on me." Amu rudely interrupted.
"You see...I'm not supposed to...not really allowed...to talk to you about this...I wasn't given orders by the doctor. " Emi's eyes were focused on her hands, which she was unclasping and clasping together due to how nervous she was. She looked like an insect trapped in the spider's web. "Sorry Amu...I really-"
"You know what?" Amu sighed. "It's fine. You don't have to tell me. Just leave me alone right now, will you?" The nurse nodded. She looked like she was going to question Amu but thought better of it and quickly left. She was glad to have somehow escaped the situation, although she was confused about her patient's actions. It made no sense to her.
Amu decided that Emi was too stupid for her to interrogate, which was why she let her go.
Wonderful. Now, what am I supposed to do? Just lay in bed until someone else comes in? I don't even have a single thing to do! At least bring me a book, or SOMETHING! And where the hell is my phone? And these stupid hospital gowns, whatever. I look so ugly in them. Stupid Emi. Stupid car driver who hit me. Idiots. All a bunch of idiots. I got nothing to do, so I guess I might as well ask if I can get my phone back...Amu sighed, reached for the door handle again, and let herself slip quietly out. This time, no stupid nurse blocked her way.
Looking around to make sure that none of the people in charge of her were nearby, Amu began walking in the direction of what she hoped was the front desk. Doctors, nurses, surgeons, and patients passed by her as she moved along the halls. Nobody seemed to take notice of her presence.
For some odd reason, there was only one lady working at the front desk. Of course, she happened to be already helping someone. Amu went over to wait for her turn, watching the second hand of the clock rotate around to occupy herself. She turned her attention from the clock as she heard the words, "Alright, thank you." and the sound of paper being gathered up and neatened.
The person in front of her turned around, glanced at her and walked away. Only, it wasn't just any random old person. Amu realized too because right as he passed through the double doors, the same ones she passed through just a few minutes ago, she shouted, "Hey!"
"Excuse me miss but could you please not shout in here?"
Either he didn't hear or he pretended not to because he didn't even move a bit to see who just shouted. Amu walked after him. "Hey!" she said, this time more quietly since she didn't want to be told not to shout again.
"Hey!" Amu said again as she caught up to him and tapped him on the back. The man turned around without uttering a single word. Although his eyes looked a bit puffy and red, his eyes still sparkled a sapphire blue. His hair was also messier than the last time she saw him but the color was the same as before and it still complimented his pale face nicely. There was no doubt. It was the hot guy from the other day.
"Hey!" Amu said for the billionth time. "It's you!"
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And idk what to do for this new fanfiction cover for the story thingy. Or whatever it is...I could just leave it as it is...
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Oh and my friend told me about the Zux fanfic thingy...so now I'm all mad and upset...asdfghjkl. Makes me wanna go on another rant...(no I'm not a hardcore one directioner if you're wondering...sorry. :/)
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