KGosuLoli: Hello y'all! I'm back with chapter one of 'Darkness Within'.
Ikuto: Do Amu and I get to be initimate?
KGosuLoli: Maybe. It depends, it is an AMUTO after all.
Amu: But before we get into the chapter, GosuLoli would like to thank the people who reviewed:
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KGosuLoli: Now without further-ado, on to the first chapter! Enjoy! Ikuto and Amu do the disclaimer!
Ikuto & Amu: DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT IN ANY WAY OWN SHUGO CHARA! BELONGS TO THE LOVELY PEACH-PIT!
NB: This is in Amu's POV, next chap will be in Ikuto's.
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Chapter 1: Past Life
An alarm clock went off, disturbing the peaceful sleep of the teenage girl, who was not happy.
'Ugh. Can't I have five more minutes in bed?' I looked at the clock beside my bed and groaned. It read: 7:30 A.M. 'Guess not, I'd better get ready, class starts soon." I rustled out of bed and got dressed.
I walked to my closet, which was packed with all my favorite clothes and some new ones. I picked out a loose stretchable red-and-black striped shirt that was perfectly tight on my waist and had a skull in the middle. Parts of the sleeves were ripped up and was revealing my shoulder and neck area. Matching it were a pair of black short shorts, the left side was topped off like a skirt, and the bottom was strapped with small belts attached to black pant legs, revealed a small portion of my thighs. I wore knee-high black boots and my hair was tied up in two pink pigtails.
"Shit! I'm gonna be late!" I ran down the stairs and out of the door as quickly as possible. The college wasn't far from my apartment, and since I was running there, it didn't take long to get there. Once I was inside, I was out of breath, so I slowly walked to my classroom. At school, I got into the habit of building up my defense mechanism, my facade, so that nobody could get close to me and abandon me like my parents did four years ago.
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"Don't tell me you spent all our money on alcohol!" Mom screeched at Dad.
Sigh, they were at it again. It happens everyday, Dad's an alcoholic and spends all my tuition money on drugs and alcohol and whenever he came back home drunk, my parents would get into a nasty argument again and again.
"Hic! So whaaat if I did? Hic! Whaatchaaa gonnna do aboout it?"
"I bet you slept with another one of those waitresses at the bar again! I've had enough of you! You're not even responsible!"
"Heheee. Hic! You wannna divooorce don't yoooou?"
"That's fine! That's damn fine! It's over between us!"
That was the night when Mom left us. On the second day, Dad's alcoholic habits got worser. Everyday, he'd come home from drinking and having sex with other women, and starting beating me.
"Damn you! Why can't you get better grades! Are you a stupid pig!" roared Dad.
I didn't dare say anything, because the night would usually end up with me having bruises all over my body. I always hid them away from people so that they don't see what type of life and family I have. Secretly at night, whenever my alcoholic Dad wasn't around, I would patch up my bruises without him noticing.
While I grew up, I did all the cooking since Mom wasn't around anymore. Mom left me some cooking recipes and taught me how to cook before she disappeared from my life. Three days later, he got fired from his job and spent his whole life on the streets, in bars, and with women. I didn't know if I should feel relieved and free from his torture or depressed that I had nobody now to look after me, except myself.
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After remembering my horrible past, tears welled in my eyes. 'I can't cry, especially not here where my cool and calm facade might break!' But it was too late, my tears fell from my eyes and dripped down my face. I covered my mouth with my hand to muffle the sobs, but I couldn't stand the pain anymore and let out my quiet sobs.
Footsteps echoed throughout the hallway. Someone was approaching.
"Don't cry, Amu." whispered a husky velvet voice in my ear.
I jumped and screamed. I turned around and found the culprit, it was teenager around my age. 'Wait. How the hell did he know my name?' Midnight blue hair, warm sapphire eyes and a nice, sexy body. 'Wait. Nice sexy body? What the hell am I thinking?' I glimpsed at him again, but he's awkwardly handsome too. 'Whoa, hold it! I did NOT just say that!'
There was something on his face, a smirk. I shivered, something about his eyes tell me what he's planning isn't a good thing. He walked closer to me with each step, every other step I stepped back. My back rested against a wall, and with this chance, he pinned me to the wall. His mischievous smirk in place as he zoomed into my face, or more specifically, my lips. 'Oh shit! He's not thinking of k-kissing me, is he?' As his lips were centimeters away from mine, mine trembled. I closed my eyes, ready to accept the inevitable. My first kiss, taken from my virgin lips to this mischievous but handsome stranger.
That's when I heard laughter.
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Amu: ...........
Ikuto: Amu? What's wrong?
Amu: ZOMG!
Ikuto: *reads story* I would've been happier if it was an actual kiss.
Amu: T-that i-is n-not h-happening!
Ikuto: Oh it will, right Gosu?
Amu: Please say 'NO!'
KGosuLoli: Sorry Amu, but it is going to happen. (Ikuto: YAY! Amu: NOOOO!) Now I've already decided not to include shugo charas, sorry if this disappoints you but I hope this will become interesting as it develops.
Amu: R&R!
Ikuto: Constructive critism is welcome.
