Hi people that read my fanfiction.

No i did not forget my own fanfiction I just had so much to do. Get my degree that makes it possible for me to go to university and such

In 1 week i'll be starting university i'm excited (read i'm old T-T (i'm 18))

Well for some that read my second chapter yes the beginning was allready discussed in the last chapter the beginning is what happened while ikuto was walking TOWARDS the classroom.

I hope you understand.

This one is dedicated to my lovely beta, just because she makes my chapter which are crappy when I write them into master pieces :)


Amu POV

I couldn't believe the non-believing look they were shooting at my direction. Okay, I had sex, big deal. I'm supposed to. It's normal, according to everyone else in this world. Yet, they looked at me as if I broke a federal law. I mean.. awkward much?

"Are you going to say something? Or are just stare at me with your mouth on the floor? It kind of makes you look like fish wanting food by the way."

Rima was the first one to speak. "Oh my God, Amu..."

"Amu, you totally got laid!" Yaya finished.

Damn them not being able to make their comments a little more tactful. It kind of made me pissed off.

"'Getting laid' aren't the exact words. It was way too romantic to let it be called that!" I gave them a glare. "...but maybe yeah, that's kind of what happened."

I felt a blush creeping on my cheeks. Why did I have to go and tell them again?

There was a deafening silence that came our way and I could have sworn I heard someone shifting their weight behind me, but when I checked I didn't see anybody.

Now Yaya broke the silence. "With who? When? Where? How was it?

Rima interfered. "Back to the who!"

I gulped, I really should have rehearsed this. "Um…"

Rima and Yaya both got these puppy dog look in their eyes.

I gulped again. "Um... I don't know exactly..."

Yep. I had to admit it, I seriously did not know who I had sex with last night. I tried to remember his face but nothing worked. They were probably gonna go gaga on me again.

"What do you mean? You don't know?" Yaya almost spat these words at me.

"I was drunk," I admitted. My face got even redder.

They just kept staring at me.

"Okay, can you stop that? It is stupid enough that you are turning into mutes, but now you look like mothers who want to slap their misbehaving children."

I took a breath.

"Look. Just because I had 'great, hot, wild, and sweaty' sex," I said air-quoting those words, "whilst being drunk does not mean I deserve the way you guys are treating me now. You are the ones that do it eight times a day if you had the chance, y'know."

The staring didn't stop, and by now, I didn't think it would.

"Well, we're just in shock, Amu, you've never had sex. C'mon. You are the anti-sex. In our imagination it's not possible that you have drunk sex. What's gotten into you? Something must have made you snap. You don't even like drinking. Are you just desperate?" Yaya and Rima were giving me these concerned looks.

"Hold it! Just because I didn't do it yet doesn't mean I am against sex!" I yelled quietly, but not too loud because everyone would notice then.

"Amu. What's with the tone of voice?"

"I was happy. That's why. It felt so good and right, like it wasn't a mistake at all. Now you're here, ruining my mood. Sure. I was intoxicated, I don't remember his name, or what he looks like. Still it felt so damn right to me. I really want to find this guy, whoever the hell he is. So please. I'm asking a small favor. Could you be happy for me?" I felt like I was begging for money from my father.

"Okay," They said at the same time.

"Okay? That's it? That's all you have to say?" Now it was my turn to be in shock.

"Yes, it is all." Rima and Yaya seemed to feel a little guilty for looking at me like that.

"Fine," I muttered under my breathe, still feeling angry.

"Why were you drinking anyway? You are against everything that contains alcohol." Rima's guilty look had been transformed into a concerned one again.

She made a point. Because of my father, I indeed detested alcoholic drinks. I had never told them my story but they knew I hated drinking. "My father's dying."

"What, why? How?" Now they're shocked again. How many facial expressions can one face make in a day?

"He has terminal cancer, and he only has like, three months to live," I lied, but how could I tell the truth? I could hardly accept the fact myself. What if they thought that because my father was mental, I would be mental too? I would lose my friends then!

"Are you going to visit him?" Yaya's voice was soft.

I sighed. "I don't know. My dad lives in the states, and I live here. It's not ten miles up the street."

"What if we come with you?" Rima asked, a bit hopeful.

"No, it's not necessary. If I go, I'll go alone. It's way too expensive. There's no way I could take them with me."

Yaya still beamed a little. "...but Amu, we have this field trip to the US in three months. Wouldn't it be funny if that place were to be close to your dad's?"

I thought about it. To be honest, the prison was a fifteen minute drive from the hotel that we we're staying in. They did not need to know that detail. "Oh yeah! Right... that trip. I can't even see my dad. We must be pretty busy if we're going there from here. Sorry guys, but see... my dad lives in Florida and we're going to Texas. That's a few thousand miles apart."

"Oh, okay..." Rima let out a disappointed sigh.

Ikuto POV

I couldn't keep standing over here. It's been... forever now. I needed my bag. I still couldn't comprehend what that girl said. She did not think of it as a mistake? I've sex before and other women have enjoyed it, but they knew me. She has no clue who I am for that matter. Damn.

I know this is probably not the best time to pop up but I had to get my god damn bag! So I came out of my hiding place. The look on her face is almost pure horrid. She probably assumes I overheard them talking. And what did I do? I glared at her again. Okay say something, say something smart!

"Sup?" Smart move. Out of all comments you could've made, you go for 'sup?'

Amu POV

I've totally had it with his childish behaviour. I seriously don't know what his deal is. I didn't do anything to get under his skin and this has to end right now.

"Is there something bothering you, Tsukiyomi?" I spat his name. "Because I have no clue why I became your object to glare at. So do not sup me, because I am not your friend!"

I stood up from my chair.

Ikuto POV

I didn't expect her to notice my glares nor had expected her to say something about it sooner or later.

"No, you did nothing wrong, your hair colour is just creepy weird." Yup... definitely not my best day with smart comments. "For your information I wasn't asking you how you are because I honestly don't care, I was asking your friends."

"Are you serious? You glare at me... because you don't like my hair? What kind of lame excuse is that?" Amu was now standing in front of me. "You know what, if you hate my hair so much, why don't you take your sorry ass out of my way, and never look at it again?"

"Well you see Hinamori, since we share the same class, I'm forced to look at it?" I know I'm a bit of a jackass at the moment, but it is for the best. I know she wouldn't want to get involved with me if she knew my little secret...

"Why don't you switch classes then, loser?" I could see she was getting sick of my glaring. I didn't know a girl could look that mad.

"Whatever," I mumbled as I just walked away. Like I said, I just went to get my bag. After picking my bag up and other things, I went towards the cafeteria. It seems that they thought that when I am out of sight I could not hear them anymore, because they had started their gossiping again.

"What is between you and Tsukiyomi?"

"Don't know, don't care." Amu scuffed.

"Hey Amu." It sounded like that Rima girl. "What are you going to do about Daniel? You practically cheated on him." Whoa. Amu had a boyfriend. Did not see that one coming, she seemed like a goody two shoes.

"Oh my God. Daniel! I totally forgot about him, oh no! What am I going to do!

"Dump him."

"Yaya, " Rima obviously shrieked. "Can't you use a little more tact?"

"Sorry," Yaya apologized, though she didn't sound guilty at all. "Hey, wouldn't it be hilarious if Tsukiyomi was Amu's mystery boy?"

"What! No way over my dead body!" Pfft, if only she knew. "I wouldn't even want to be found dead next to that guy. Even if he was the last guy on earth, I would not go out with him. I mean I may have been drunk, but I have enough common sense to be able to not hook up with him!"

I had to admit it, that hurt.

Rima sighed. "Okay, Amu, we get the picture. Though he is a hottie, even a monkey can see that."

"Yeah whatever, I just wish I knew what his deal was. I mean it can't be possible that some stranger starts treating you like shit on the sidewalk just because they don't like your hair. I think there's more to this." Wow, that almost sounded caring with a little dangerous edge.

"But seriously Amu," Rima started talking again. "Were you sober enough to think about... protection?"

Wait a second. Now that I think about it… Did we? Oh shit.


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