Title: Matchmaking Process
Rating: T
Pairing: IkutoxAmu, NagihikoxRima (side pairing), KukaixUtau (side pairing; later)
Summary: Tsukiyomi Ikuto and Hinamori Amu have hated each other ever since they first laid eyes on one another. Unfortunately, things go haywire when their parents meet. Matchmaking parents are the worse, no? Or do they see beyond the appearances and hatred? Amuto

Author Notes: Well, we don't really know much about Ikuto's mother, but I'm almost completely sure she wouldn't act like this XD. I don't consider the characters OC but the story AU, so I had to adjust the characters to the story. Other Shugo Chara characters show up throughout the story.
Warnings: Rated T for language and, possible situations. Mostly for language, because eraged people speak very harshly and I feel like making a story with swearing words.
Disclaimer: Don't own SC nor it's sexy characters.

Step 1: Don't abuse Karma

(Amu's POV)

I always thought about myself as a free kind of person. My family is neither rich nor poor, just average, so I think it's save to say that I don't have any major responsibilities. As such, my parents only expect me to be a good daughter and do well at school (which by the way I just absolutely hate).

My name is Hinamori Amu. I'm your average 16-year-old girl. I'm not important to the society (and don't plan to be), I'm just known simply by only a few people. Even my circle of friends is very small, but that is mostly due to my pickieness.

First of all there is Fujisaki Nagihiko-kun. My ultimate best friend. It's a bit wierd actually. I feel so comfortable with him, it almost seems that I'm standing before a girl. I'm suprised he hasn't left me yet. Why's that? Well...I tend to stare at him during our lunches together, while at our favourite café, the Neko's Latté. And it's not a ordinary stare! Imagine those humoristic manga where the girl stares at the prince with stars in her eyes and a disgusting pool of drool on the table...and then, the rest of the café would stare frozenly at me.

I would often be hit by another friend for my sillyness. Mashiro Rima, Nagihiko-kun's girlfriend. She's scary sometimes. I think that's a common thing in rich people. Her straightfordness has made her have many enemies. I was 10 when Rima transfered to my school. The attraction that she felt for Nagihiko-kun was instant and very obvious to everyone in class, but since he was popular (especially to the girls), approaching said person turned out to be a impossible mission. Have I mentioned that the word "impossible" does not exist in Rima's vocabulary?

Decided to get the man she loved, she walked into the classroom with a determined look upon her face, pulled Nagihiko-kun by the uniform, and kissed him roughly.

"Do you think I'm attractive?"

"Huh...ye-yeah."

"Then want to date me?"

"Well, I..."

Stare...

"O-okay, but you don't need to keep holding me like this!"

She dropped him and as she turned around..."Anyone against?"

Well, of course there were people against, but the aura surrounding her was a pretty evil one. One could imagine what she could do to others. So no one spoke and the two started dating (surprisingly, he really likes her nowadays).

I never really envied them. I like my independence. No guy, no attachments, and no need to call the other at night because I have to and/or he didn't call me all day. Bah, men are trouble. Specially that guy. No, I'm not searching the files in my memory looking for his profile, chained and tortured by my inner demons. I'm not that fortuned.

Look there. Not there, there! You see him? Yup, that's the guy. Tsukiyomi Ikuto, the "sexy kitty" of the café. Oh don't get me wrong, I was not the one who named him. I'm just quoting his fangirls. Wanna see? Look at the table closest to him.

"Oh my god, he's so hot!"...see the hearts? I call her hearty bitch. Because she is a...well, a bitch.

"And I heard his family owns the café. They must be rich, no?" That's the money slut. Pfft, not for all the money in the world would I be with him.

"He must be around 20, no? You think he has experience? Nice body...I bet he has good 'bonuses'." And where is the bitch and the slut, the whore always follows.

I really hate them. All of them, and especially him. And look at this: he's staring at our table. Now he is approaching us...smiling, no, smirking at me. DIE MAN-WHORE, DIE!

"Well, if it isn't the human dog!"

"Better run, kitty, I might bite!"

"...dog!?" Rima usually doesn't pay attention to the devil in person. It would be unfortunate for her if she caused some war between their families. The Mashiro and the Tsukiyomi go from way back in the business industry (don't know what, don't care), and Rima has even befriended Utau, Ikuto's younger sister.

"Can't you tell? She's drooling on my table. Again!" Oh, yeah! Who rocks? I rock!

"It shows how much I'm satisfied with the comfortable chairs and pretty midnight tables. Don't the costumer's needs come first?"

"What, and if you need to pee, should I just hand you some toilet paper? No chance, kid."

Like I would pee in his café just to please him...Wait just a second! Kid? Did he just...oh no, no one calls me kid and gets away with it!

"Could you bring me a chocolate soufflé?" Bat your eyelashes Amu, you can do it!

"Huh...!?" He blinks. Pfft, don't crack now, Amu. Smile gently and say it.

"..." Okay, lets try this one more time. SAY IT YOU IDIOT!

"Please..." He leaves with the request noted down. I almost puked. Seriously! 'Please Ikuto, or I'll drown in your hotness.' That's just...urgh, never mind. Now, on to my plan.

I look at Nagihiko...oh great, he's ignoring me. Shiny purple hair...must resist drooling.

I give up and look instead to Rima. She looks back. Yes, with that look. The evil one. The one that says 'you're evil but I kick ass'.

Moments later, Ikuto came back to the table...table that now was occupied by the slut, bitch, and whore, aka, the Ikuto fanclub. See, they're good. They bat their eyelashes better than me. I wonder if they'll really convince him to have a foursome with them... Ha, what girls do for money...even if it's my dear, sweet, allowance. Said allowance that has presently reached 0 in quantity. Sight. What I do for revenge...

"Am I good, or what?" I couldn't agree more, my dear Rima. I always did say that she had talent in persuading other to do her job (usually the dirty one). And by looking at Ikuto's terrified look, I couldn't feel more pleased.

(Somewhere else, at the same time...)

(Utau's POV)

My mother scares the hell out of me. Seriously. You should have seen when I became a famous singer. She hugged me so tight, I thought that those famous words, the '15 minutes of fame' would never happen to me. For a rich married middle aged woman, she sure has the most dangerous character out there: the fangirl matchmaking type. She just can't see any romance whatsoever. Especially in Ikuto's and mine's life.

"And that guy, don't you think he's handsome?"

"Sure mom, the local supermarket is the perfect place to look for my future husband!"

"Oh, you are such a party pooper!"

'Party pooper'? How old is she, again?

"Moooom! Let's get over with shopping, and get the hell out of here!"

"Not until I buy my favourite magazine at the entrance."

Usually, that was the only thing that she couldn't live without. The 'Housewives' Knowledge' was like her own personal bible. Strange tastes for a rich woman, if you ask me...

As we aproached the stand, we came face to face with a couple. A very lovey-dovey couple. And I could help but wince internaly. Mom's gonna have another romantic overdose. Look at her face! See hearts in her eyes? You do!? Great...I'm screwed!

"See mama? You are getting famous!"

"Aww papa, don't praise so much. You are going to make mama embarassed!"

What the hell? There are more of these people? I thought that my mother was the only person on the face of this earth with the shameless habits of using baby talk and acting like a teenage girl! Someone up there must really hate me!

"But seriously, if Amu-chan would only find herself a boyfriend, I would be able to write the perfect article. Is it so hard to find a nice boy to make our 16 year old daughter happy?"

Oh ho! A girl? Matchmaking parents? 16? Looking for a boyfriend? I don't need to look at mom. I know she has that glint in her eyes and the smirk in her face that is just asking to put her in middle of trouble.

"Excuse, my name is Tsukiyomi Souko, and I just couldn't her but hear your conversation. Are you looking for a boyfriend to your daughter?," Nod, "Well, it just so happen, I'm also happen to be looking for a girlfriend for my 21 year old son? Would you like to discuss the matter over tea?"

The environment was just sickening and just completely filled with love and parental friendship.

I could only settle with watching the plans that my mother, Tsukiyomi Souko, Hinamori Midori-san and Tsugumi-san traced for my brother and the girl named Hinamori Amu. But I couldn't really feel pitty for Ikuto. It was either him or me, and I was not ready to settle down. I am only 19 for god's sake!

--End chapter 1--

Wow, who would have thought, a multi chapter fic from me in the Shugo Chara section. Don't forget to review. Your opinion is always welcome and your ideas too. Oh, and be nice. It's the first time I try to make something so little heavy and so much more light, more humoristic...and I have to say, I'm loving writing this story. It should be about 8 chapters if you're curious. Happy reading.

PS: Thanks to all the people that reviewed and favorited my other SC story, Kimi ga Irega. I was really happy you liked.