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Recap: But as I rounded the corner of the pathway, I saw Ikuto kissing another girl, who was wearing 5 inch, red heels, khaki shorts that ended above her thigh, a red blouse that only covered half her body, showing her stomach, and had long, wavy, red hair.
And they were KISSING.
~Love~
Decpetion, perception, confession
Which oh which, will you choose?
Will you refuse,
to tell the truth?
Amu POV
I ran away from there as fast as I can. All I could see was the park, looking mystified since it was completely dark, and full of looming shadows. All I saw was the trees blurring to and fro, as I realized that there were tears streaming down my cheeks. Hastily brushing my tears away with my left hand, I continued to run, all the while hearing someone yelling my name over and over again, telling me to stop. But instead, I ran even faster. However, I eventually got tired, and strangely enough, I was back at the spot Tadase and I were last at. I sank down into the grass, wrapped my arms around my knees, and began to sob my eyes out.
It was freezing outside, the temperature dropping ridiculously low in the evening. But I didn't care one bit. All I saw was the image of Ikuto kissing that girl over and over again, as it played in my head. He looked as if he was kissing back too. I suddenly heard footsteps running towards me, but didn't care as I continued to sulk. The footsteps stopped right beside me, and whoever it was, knelt right beside me.
"Amu... I'm sorry that he did this to you. I wanted to tell you what he was planning this morning, but he suddenly came to take you onto a date, and I couldn't just stop him." He said, soothing me.
"I-...I'm... sorry-sob- that I didn't-sob- listen to-sob- you!" I shouted, throwing myself into his arms. He wrapped his arms around my waist in return, rubbing his hand calmly down my back. Just like Ikuto does. I sobbed even louder.
Why does betrayal bite so deep? What did I ever do wrong? I know that it sounds incoherent, but I still love him. Why? Why do I still love him after such a deep betrayal? All this flowed through my head as I cried. I don't know how long I've been crying because it felt like an eternity.
Ikuto POV
"I'm going to go to the bathroom." Amu let go of my hand and went into the bathrooms nearby. I stood outside to wait for her, that is, until this girl with long curly reed hair, khaki shorts, and half of her stomach showing, came up to me.
"Hey. You look hot. Wanna hang out at my house?" She said, trying to act sexy and seductive.
"I have a girlfriend." I said curtly.
"I don't think she would mind if we had a little fun." She replied, tracing circles on my chest. Okay. Gross. He touch made me shiver, and not in the good way. But she felt it, and began to get closer to me, believing that I had a thing for her. I pushed her off of me.
"Sorry, not interested."
"Humph, fine." She said, walking away.
"I guess you don't want to see this!" She shouted, pulling out a couple of photos. She was about 50 feet away, but even in this kind of light and distance, I could clearly make out Amu's pink hair, and Tadase's face.
"Let me see that." I said, following her.
"Come and get it!" She yelled, turning around and running.
"Wait!" I chased after her. She runs remarkably fast in those 5 inch heels. We were getting farther and farther away from Amu. I then lost sight of her.
"Over here!" I turned toward the sound of her voice, and found nothing but a tree. I ran behind it, and found that no one was there.
"No, silly, here!" And that's how it went. She kept saying 'here!' and 'here!' at different places and eventually, I got tired of it.
"Enough of these games!" I shouted. She stepped out from behind a tree, and handed me the pictures.
"Geez, can't even take a joke." She said, slapping the pictures in my hand. I quickly began to flip through them, scanning them. There was one of Amu and Tadase carrying groceries together and smiling at each other. Another at the park, where Amu and Tadase were laughing. While the last one was of them together in Amu's room, giggling.
"Where did you get these?" I asked her suspiciously.
"Oh, I took them myself. I've been following them some time now." She shrugged, indifferently.
"Whhhhyyyy?" I said, even more suspicious. But before she said anything else, she grabbed my face, and kissed me. Her hands slowly went to my chest as she moved her other arm to my left arm, and pulled it on her waist. Stop kissing her! You're dating Amu! I pushed her off of me, and wiped my lips on my sleeve.
"What was that for?!" I fumed.
"You know you liked it. And you know that Amu has a thing for Tadase. Why not choose someone better?" She said, running her fingers down my arm. But again, I pushed her away.
"I'm not interested in anyone besides Amu." I walked away and back towards the restrooms, hoping Amu hasn't left yet. Lifting up my sleeve, I again, wiped my mouth on it, trying to get the taste of her off of them. When I arrived at the bathrooms, I noticed that Amu wasn't there.
"Amu?" I called inside the bathroom. But there was no reply. I began to search everywhere for Amu, calling her name as she went. Turning at the end of the path, I saw a clearing at the end of the park, as well as Amu. However, once I got closer, I noticed that she and Tadase were hugging. I don't know why, but I stayed in the shadows of the trees and watched them. After a while of them embracing, I couldn't take it anymore, so I walked back to my motorcycle and drove off.
How could she do this to me? I thought she loves me.
The Next Morning~
Amu POV
I woke up in my bed, in the same clothes that I wore yesterday.
"Ughh... my head hurts." I grumbled, getting out of bed and stretching. Last night's images flashed through my mind. I can't believe that Ikuto would do this to me. Knock, knock! I turned towards my door as whoever knocked on it, slowly opened it.
"Amu-chan? Are you okay?" My mom asked, peeping her head through the crack of the door. I turned away so she wouldn't see my tears as they streamed down my face.
"I-I'm fine. I'll down in a bit. Can you close the door so I can change?" I asked, without letting my voice crack as much as I could. My mom's reply, was closing the door softly behind her as I heard her footsteps get softer and softer as she descended down the stairs.
I shrugged out of my shorts and top, and slipped on some old jeans and a tee-shirt. I pulled my hair up into a sloppy bun, and headed to my bathroom to freshen up. Looking at the mirror made me feel worse. There were bags under my eyes as well as my eyes being red and worn from all that crying. I quickly washed my face, and eventually, I erased most of the evidence. Then, I headed back into my room, and out onto my balcony.
Stepping outside, I held my arms against my chest, as I felt the breeze on my skin. I took a deep breath, and began to calm myself down. Maybe Ikuto didn't mean to do that. Maybe it wasn't him. Maybe he actually enjoyed it. Shaking my head, I headed downstairs and greeted my mom as she handed me a plate of eggs and bacon for breakfast. The silence was helpful as I ate, letting me think in peace. I know this is wrong, but I need to see Ikuto to talk this out.
After finishing my breakfast, I went upstairs and grabbed my jacket, phone, and wallet before running out the door saying," I'll be back in a little while," before shutting the door behind me. At first, I wanted to see Ikuto. But now, I'm wondering if that's really a good idea. So I pulled out my phone, and called one of my best friends, Utau.
"Utau? Are you busy today?" I asked.
"Oh! Hey Amu! And yeah, I have to go to the studio today."
"Ohhh..." I answered, crestfallen.
"But you're welcome to come and watch me if you'd like."
"I'd love to."
"Great! Drop by at around noon!"
"See ya there."
I hung up and looked at the time on my phone. It was only about ten in the morning. I pulled out some earplugs and began to walk. Not knowing where my feet would take me, I just put my ipod on shuffle and continued to walk until I ended up somewhere that my feet took me , one song really caught my attention.
"I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
'Til you put me down, oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble"
I guess he was trouble huh? Suddenly, I ran into a pole and fell down on my butt. Owww... I got up, rubbing the spot the pole hit, and kept walking. The people around me saw, and were laughing quietly to themselves. I would be too, if I wasn't depressed. Surprisingly, I was back at the scene of the crime: the park. Now, whenever I passed the places I went to yesterday, I remember everything as if it were crystal clear.
Over there is where Ikuto and that girl were making out. The indents in the grass were still present, standing out as evidence. Over there is where I ran to. Over there is where I cried my heart out when I was in Tadase's arms.
"Hey I just met you
and this is crazy
but here's my number
so call me maybe!"
"Hello?"
"Amu, where are you? It's already noon!"
"Oh! Sorry, I lost track of time!"
"Well hurry up and get over here!"
"On my way!" I hung up, and began to sprint to the studio. How could I have lost track of time so easily? Has it really been two hours?! Stopping at the red light, I used this time to catch my breath, before dashing across the road when the white person was shown on the walking thingy. (Yeah, I don't know what it's called xD)
Arriving at the studio, I ran through the open doors, and pressed the elevator button for the top floor. It seemed to be taking its sweet time, as it slowly came down to the lobby level. Maybe I should take the stairs. But no sane person would run up 50 flights of stairs! The elevator doors opened, and I went inside. Pressing the button for the 50th floor, I waited as it slowly went up. When the doors finally opened, I ran out of the elevator, and right into Utau. She checked her phone, and glared at me.
"You're twenty minutes late!" She shouted. I shrank back from her shouting, holding my poor ears. She stood there, her arms crossed, awaiting an explanation.
"S-Sorry. I was at the park." I said, quietly. She just gave me a smile.
"It's okay, I understand. And besides, the park's pretty far from here. I'm surprised you even made it in twenty minutes." We both laughed, as Utau led me to a table with a view of the city.
"You hungry, Amu?" I nodded. She then called someone over, and spoke to him.
"Est-ce que, Peux-tu apporter ce fille ici, certains nourriture, sil vous plait?"
"Oui, Mademoiselle Hoshina." He walked away, as I looked at her in astonish.
"You speak French?"
"Well, I learned. I had to sing there, and I liked learning French." She replied.
"Anyway, what's on your mind? You usually don't call me to see if I have time to hang out."
"Uhh... Umm... I-Ikuto-"
"What about him?" She gasped.
"What did he do? Was he being an asshole?! 'Cuz if he was I'm gonna kill him!" She exploded. I shrank down into my chair, trying unsuccessfully, to become invisible. Utau can be so scary sometimes. She noticed that I was scared.
"I-I'm sorry."
"It's okay. And about Ikuto. He... He..." I broke down sobbing. Utau came over to my side, and gave me a hug.
"He... He cheated on me! He-sob- was kissing- sob- another girl- sob- right in front of me!" I choked out from in between my sobs.
"What?! He did! I'm going to kill that jerk!" Utau said, angrily. But she continued to sooth me, and attempt to call me down.
"It's okay, Amu. Everything will work out somehow. You just need to talk to Ikuto about this." I nodded, still trying to stop the flow of tears.
"And above everything else, you still have me. I'll always be here for you, Amu. That's what best friends are for, right?" I looked into her eyes, and nodded. My crying has ceased until all that was left, was an occasional sniffle. The waiter came back with two plates of spaghetti.
"Now let's eat!" Utau said, digging in. I followed suit as we enjoyed our lunch together.
Utau POV
After we finished eating, Amu told me everything that had happened yesterday. I just sat quietly and listened, until she was finished with her story. When she finished, I put my hand to my chin, deep in thought. This doesn't sound like the Ikuto I know. He wouldn't do this to the girl he loves. There has to be another factor to this mystery. One that Amu is missing.
"What was the name of the guy that told you about Ikuto?"
"T-Tadase."
My eyes widened in shock. I understand it now. He's trying to break them apart! I've known Tadase for as long as Ikuto has. And he's a player. Always was, always will be. I've him in the act before too. And I gotta say, he is an extremely good liar. He finds some way to get the girls' attention, then saves them from trouble that he causes. But apparently, he always targets the girls that Ikuto is dating. He's tried to win me over too, but I was able to see through his act.
And besides, Ikuto and I are the only ones who found out about his game, and even Tadase doesn't know that we did. I should warn Amu. But I should do it when the time is right. If I do it now. then it'll sound like I'm siding with Ikuto. I should tell her once Ikuto and Amu make up.
"I think you should talk to Ikuto, no matter what he did. You need to hear his side of the story if you want to keep your relationship with him." Amu nodded.
"That's a good idea. Can you call him, and tell him to meet me at my house, at around 3?" Amu asked.
"Sure."
"Well, I gotta get going. My mom's going to get worried. Thanks for everything Utau." Amu said, as she stood up. I stood up as well, and walked over to give her a goodbye hug.
"No problem." I said, after I hugged her. She waved goodbye as she walked to the elevator, and got on it. I waved too, just until the elevator doors closed. I then pulled out my phone, and search Ikuto's number on my contacts list. I was about to press the call button, when my phone began to vibrate. Ikuto. What good timing. I pressed the answer button.
"Ikuto, perfect timing, I was just about to call you."
"Utau, can we talk?"
"Is this about that kiss you had with some girl? And something more to do with Tadase and Amu?"
"What the- How'd you know?"
"I just had a talk with Amu."
"Ohhh..."
"Anyway, come to my studio if you want to talk."
"I'm already here." I turned around, and saw Ikuto, standing behind me, with his phone still held to his ear. He ended the call, as did I. How the hell did he not run into Amu on the way here?
"How the hell did you not run into Amu on the way here?" I asked, voicing my thoughts.
"Wait... Which elevator did you take?" I asked, suspiciously.
"The left one."
"No wonder. Amu took the right one." I muttered incoherently.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"Anyway, about last night..." Ikuto began.
"Spill it big brother. I need to hear your side of the story." I said, walking over the a couch and patted the spot next to me, as I sat down.
Saaya POV
I stood outside of Tokyo Studios, waiting for Amu to come out. Oh my God, how long does this girl take?! And why she is in this fancy place anyway?! I need to go to the mall with some girlfriends for my manicure and she's going to make me late!
Just then, the door opened, and Amu stepped out. I hid behind the wall I was on, and watched her walk away. Using my binoculars, I aimed them at her phone.
Ikuto at my House 3pm.
Would you like to save this note?
Yes No
Bingo. I walked the other direction, and began to call Tadase.
"Yo, Tadase, Hinamori is heading to her house, and is meeting Ikuto there at 3pm." I said.
"Okay, thanks for the info."
"And just to let you know, text me the plan before you go through with it, or this deal is off." I snarled. I was getting sick and tired of being ordered around with no clue on what I'm supposed do.
"But just so you know, if the deal is off, I'm turning you in."
"To who?" I said, laughing.
"The police. Who else would want a wanted thief?" I could hear his smirk over the phone. I hung up.
"Oh we'll see who the police wants the most. We'll see what they will do once they find out all your crimes."
People who commit crimes, will eventually meet their own demise,
That many people would like to call karma
But will justice prevail,
Against the mafia?
AN: So, what did you think? And I was going to make this longer, but I figured I might as well save some of my ideas for the next chapter so I don't get writer's block. Anyway, read and review please!