~Ikuto POV~

I clumped the picture into a ball and threw it to the trashcan. The pictures were everywhere. Me looking like a girl with Amu patting my head like I was her pet and she was sitting in my desk. Everybody was talking about it behind my back. My fan girls took all of the pictures down for me but by the next day, the pictures were back.

"That Hinamori girl is something." Kukai drank the last remains of his fruit drink.

"I told you. You shouldn't have underestimated her. Just because you're the leader of this school doesn't mean every girl likes you." Kairi looked up from his large book.

"I know that now. And even worse, she posted the picture up on the internet and the news. Now I'm the laughing stock of the whole wide world." I sighed.

"You sound like you're giving up. This is new. Imagine the headlines. Tsukiyomi Ikuto gives up without a fight to a poor ugly girl." Nagihiko chuckled. I glared at him and he shut up.

"Not yet. Just you wait Hinamori, I'm going to make you're life miserable." I smirked.

~Amu POV~

"So you want me to dance with you?" Rima asked. I nodded my head.

"But what if I make a mistake? I make you lose!" Rima shouted. We were talking about the dance competition and I needed Rima to dance with me for a song I'm doing.

"Besides I never danced before." Rima said bluntly.

"Please Rima. You know I need the money." I pleaded, looking at Rima with my puppy dog eyes. Rima looked like she was about to say no but then she accidentally looked into my puppy dog eyes. She started melting and she then gave in.

"Fine." Rima sighed. "And who are the judges?" Rima asked me.

"The F4 members." I replied.

"Are you crazy? After what you did with Ikuto, they're never going to let you win the competition, even if you are really good at dancing." Rima yelled.

"Don't worry. I got it all figured out. I'll go to the dance competition with a hood hiding my face and I'm using a fake name. Besides F4 never saw my face under the hood, remember? They don't know what I look like. I'm perfectly safe." I said. Rima sighed as she gave in.

"So can I come to you're house to practice?" I asked her.

"Sure my parents won't mind. What time?" Rima looked at me.

"Um…midnight?" My answer came out as a question. Rima looked at me like I was on crack. "I have chores remember? Night time is the only time I have." I said. Rime sighed for the 5th time.

"The things I do for you." Rima said as we walked through the school door. I was still limping from yesterday's treatment from the hag while Rima was helping walk. So we walked through the door to come face first into glue, feathers and powder. I coughed. I then looked up to see students around us, laughing their ass off. I glared at them. I was glad that I had my hood on, or these glue and feathers would've got stuck in my hair, but the powder went under my hood to my face. I then looked at Rima. I felt sad for her. She was willing to be my friend but at the same time, I was pulling her into my mess. She coughed. I helped her up. You are so dead Tsukiyomi.

~Ikuto POV~

I was laughing from the scene. I was in the lounge where F4 hangs out and I was currently watching the scene where Hinamori and her friend got glue, feather and powder dumped on them while my sister, Utau and her friends, Saaya, Mizuki and Aiko were sitting on the other couch, watching the scene with Kukai, Nagihiko and Kairi. I then turned the T.V. off with the remote.

"I think you're being a little bit hard on her." Kairi said.

"I'm being hard on her? She dressed me up like a doll!" I said.

"But she's a girl and she poor." Kairi argued with me.

"Ikuto-sama can do what ever he wants with Amu." Mizuki said while my ex-girlfriend, Saaya got up and slapped Kairi for arguing with me.

"Mizuki's right. Besides Amu is our step-sister and she doesn't complain about us doing thing to her." Aiko said.

"Whoa wait a minute. Hinamori's your step-sister?" Kukai stared at the sisters.

"Yeah. Hard to believe that the ugliest girl is the step-sister to two of the most beautiful girls in the school. Maybe even the whole world." Mizuki bragged. I secretly gagged in my mind.

"I bet that Hinamori will come down here and beg me for forgiveness in 3…2…1" I looked at the door. Nobody appeared.

"Oh I get it. Hinamori wants to clean herself up before she comes down here." I said and a second later, Amu appeared, looking the same as on the scene. I couldn't see under her hood. I wanted Hinamori to pull down her hood already so I can see her eyes beg for forgiveness.

"So you came down here for what reason?" I said as coldly as I could at her, hoping she'll shiver under my glaze but she did the total opposite. She looked at me, looking like she was digging under my eyes to find my life and emotion. I shivered a bit. Me! Tsukiyomi Ikuto who was ruthless and never pitied anyone. Me who never cared about the hearts I broke. The one who hurt people who got in my way shivered under the glaze of someone 3 years younger than me! I couldn't even see her eyes and still she could look under my eyes.

"You are lonely. You never been loved. You hated everybody because you hate that they have people who love them while you don't. You break girl's hearts because you think that they will love you but you still know that they only love you because of your money and looks. You like hurting people because you yourself have been hurt because someone you care about left you and you think that they broke up with you." Amu looked. I looked at her, my month hanging open. She just found out about my whole life.

"You became famous because of Easter and because you liked how people paid attention to you. But all that tells me two things. One that you are selfish and two that you are a stupid accuse for a human." Amu said and she came up to me and bitch slapped me so hard that I fell down from the impact. I brought up my hand to my red stinging cheek. I winced as my cold hand touched my cheek.

"It hurts but you're little beating to innocent people hurts 10 times worse." Amu said and stormed out the door. I thought over about what Hinamori said. Was what I did to people really that hurtful? I shook the thought away. I can't believe this girl was making me thinking that I should stop what I was doing. Saaya got up and dabbed a warm wet cloth on my cheek. I pushed her away and went out the door. Kukai and the others followed me, knowing by the look on my face that I was pissed. I went to the cafeteria where everyone was eating their lunch. Everybody stopped what they were doing.

"Bring me Hinamori Amu." I said, glaring at them. People dropped their spoons. Forks, chopsticks and knifes and rushed out of the cafeteria, racing to get Amu. I then sat at my table, where I gave people punishment. The other members of F4 joined me and soon Utau and her friends sat down with me. While I was waiting, I stared at my chara, Yoro, playing with the other charas. They say that your charas are your would-be selves. Does that mean that I wanted to be nicer? I pushed the thought away as Amu was pushed through the crowd onto the floor. She stared at me, well I think. I still can't see her eyes.

"You dressed me up like a girl, took a picture, showed the picture to the world and then just a while ago, you bitch slapped me." I said. The crowd gasped. 'Nobody ever slapped Ikuto, let alone touch his face. This girl has nerves.' The crowd thought.

"I sentence you to a beating." I said and 3 tough guys came through the crowd. I nodded my head. The first guy lifted his club.

~Amu POV~

The beating didn't hurt as much as the old hag's beating but it still hurt. I winced as one of the guys kicked one of my wounds from yesterday's beating from the witch. Most of my wounds hadn't even healed yet. The beating went on for 5 more minutes while the crowd cheered and shouted for them to beat me harder. Finally they stopped.

"Boss she's resisting." One of the guys said.

"Then keep on going. She needs to learn a lesson." Ikuto replied. They started again. A few minutes later they stopped but not before one of them, kicked me hard on my worse wound that just stopped bleeding before school. Before I knew it, blood gushed out from my leg. I was weak but I didn't want to show weakness. I pushed myself up. I then limped toward the F4 table. The crowd gasped as they saw blood coming out of my leg. Whispers started up but I still heard them.

"I know that the beating hurts but they never drew blood."

"I love Ikuto-sama but I think he went too far this time."

"Someone call 9-1-1."

I ignored the whispers but Ikuto looked scared that the student body was seeming to gang up on him. I went over to Ikuto and stood in fount of him, blood trailing down my leg and making a puddle of blood on the mirror diamond tiles of the cafeteria.

"You are a sick person. You beat people for your own purposes. What happened to the carefree person who always helped people when they got hurt? You became the biggest asshole in the whole world. Right Yoru?" I looked at Ikuto's chara while Ikuto and the others sitting at the table hanged their mouths open staring at me, thinking about how I could see charas.

I smirked.