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Chapter 1- For your good
Cameras flashed, declarations of love were shouted, questions were fired but all were ignored. The fans went wild, the paparrazzi went nuts, the guards became flustered but everything was shut out.
In between all the chaos, a young man with blue locks and sapphire eyes walked through, a look of boredom etched upon his features. He walked calmly through the crowd, his mind shutting out everything around him, a violin case placed on his back.
He was Tsukiyomi Ikuto, prodigy violinist, Japan´s number one bachellor and heir to Easter, Japan´s most sucessful music company.
At his 27 years of age, Tsukiyomi Ikuto had accomplished what any guy his age would want. He was rich, he's famous, he´s handsome and he had power in the music industry.
Yet, none of this seemed to interest him as he walked calmly through the crowd, coming closer to the car waiting for him, ready to take him back to his apartment. His fans screamed even louder as they watched him come closer to said car, the object of their affections, and wild screams opening the door to get inside.
They screamed for him to look at them, papers in their hands trying to get an autograph. Ikuto turned to look at them once, ready to give his good-bye to them.
Raising his right hand, he smirked at them and uttered a small, "Yoh."
His fans went wild, screaming their hearts out, some already on the floor in a faint.
With nothing more, Ikuto climbed inside the car and closed the door. Finally he was blocked from view of all those screaming women and girls of all ages. Placing his violin case next to him carefully, he leaned back into the car´s backseat and closed his eyes, his right hand coming to run his long fingers through his blue, soft locks.
"It was pretty intense out there Ikuto-niisan," a voice came from the front seat, a young man of 22 years looking at Ikuto through the mirror, his hands on the car´s wheel.
"Yes, it was Tadase. It's crazy with all of their screaming out there. Sometimes, it even makes me wonder if they even like my violin playing or are just in love with my looks," Ikuto said, his eyes still closed but starting to open slowly to see the face of his friend, "and thanks for coming to pick me up today by the way. My car should be out of repairing tomorrow."
Tadase merely smiled as he started the car´s engine and started driving, his eyes focused on the road, "Don´t mention it, that´s what friends are for."
Ikuto only gave a slight nod before closing his eyes again, the intense buzzing in his ears starting to slowly fade away.
"To your apartment I suppose?" Tadase asked, receiving a small grunt from Ikuto as a response, making it obvious that this was indeed what he wanted.
Smiling again, Tadase put more speed as they drove on, making a few turns here and there until they finally came into the view of a huge gate, the darkness of the night already falling.
"You know, I still don´t know why you call your home an 'apartment' when it most clearly is more of a luxurious house that anyone would die to have," Tadase said as the gates opened and he drove ahead, the lamps placed along the path lighting their way.
"I´d prefer a million times more to live in an apartment than this damn house," Ikuto grunted as he opened his eyes, his apartment coming to view. Its many glass windows, eerily similar to doors, made the house look beautiful.
Parking the car, Tadase turned off the engine and turned to look at Ikuto, "You know, don´t you think it would be good to get a girlfriend to keep you company? You must feel lonely in this huge house."
Ikuto turned to look at his friend, a smirk place upon his face as he grabbed his violin case, "No thanks, I´ll only do that when I have gone senile. I´m not stupid Tadase, most women would only date me because I´m rich, famous and handsome. Besides, I don´t really need a girl to keep me company. I´m fine just the way I am."
His friend only gave a small smile, "Well, I guess if you´re okay like that. Anyway, there´s this party that Utau-chan invited us to. Will you come?"
Ikuto only smirked at Tadase again, which Tadase took as a no, and climbed out of the car, closing the door behind him.
Walking briskly to the door of his house, he searched for the keys and undid the lock. Opening the door, he stepped inside and turned on the lights, just as the sound of Tadase´s car leaving came to his ears.
He walked into the living room, which only had the essential, couches, a plasma TV, a stereo and a small wooden table in the center. He placed his violin on the small table and layed himself down on the couch.
He closed his eyes again until he became aware of his answering machine beeping. Sighing in frustration, he opened his eyes and reached for the phone, pressing a button to hear his messages.
"Ikuto!" the voice of his sister Utau came, "I´ve got a hunch that you won´t come to my party. You better be there you hear me? If you don´t go, I´ll tell Mom that it was you who snuck that rat into Dad´s suitcase when we were 10!"
Ikuto smirked in response.
'Does she honestly think I´ll fall for that?' Ikuto thought, the smirk on his face growing.
"...Or, how about I my lovely friend Aiko that you want to date her? You know how 'crazy' she is over you," and the message ended.
A pale, wide-eyed Ikuto groaned, "Damn, she´s good."
He´d much rather attend Utau´s party than have Aiko clinging to his arm. Damn, that girl was a complete and total fangirl. Not to mention an airhead...
She was somewhat alright, as a professional model and actress. but when it came to intelligence, she was lacking in that department. He always wondered how his over competetive sister had become friends with someone like her. Although, maybe it had been because Utau was also a proffesional model and singer.
Sighing in defeat, he closed his eyes again and tried to ignore that nagging voice in the back of his mind. It just wouldn´t shut up telling him he had to go to that damn party.
Silence engulfed his home as his breathing became calmer, thoughts crossing through Ikuto´s mind.
"Maybe Tadase was right, I do need someone to keep me company..."
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Hinamori Amu groaned, her pink hair untidy due to all the day´s stress. Who ever said that being a clothes designer was easy had a freeway ticket to hell for lying.
She groaned again as she looked at her designs. Something just wasn´t right. Groaning in frustration, she decided to leave that for another day. It was late already and she needed to get back to her apartment, the warmness of her bed calling her name.
Making her way to her desk, she grabbed her purse and took out a small mirror. Bringing it up to her face, she saw the horrendous state she was in.
"Good lord, I look terrible," she said and took out a brush to fix her hair.
After a few minutes, she walked out of her office´s door only to see that everything was empty. Damn, she was the last one out of the office again.
Walking hurridly to the elevator, she pressed the down arrow and soon enough, the elevator´s door opened. Stepping inside quickly, the door closed and she pressed a few buttons.
About a minute later, she found herself in the parking lot, her car coming into view. Just as she had hopped inside the car, her cellphone rang and she picked up the call.
"Hello," Amu answered into the phone, her voice tired and stressed.
"Amu, it's me, Rima," the voice of Amu´s friend came from the other side of the line.
"Yes, what is it?"
"Will you come to the party I told you about?"
"I don´t know Rima, I wanted to take tomorrow off from everything and just rest," Amu said sheepishly.
"Amu, you have to go. If you don´t go...I´ll..." Rima´s voice paused in suspence.
"You´ll what Rima?" Amu sighed. Really, blackmailing just to make her go to a party?
"I´ll show everyone those embarrassing pictures of you from last year´s Christmas party!"
Amu gasped into the phone, her cheeks becoming red with embarrassment, "Y-you wouldn´t!"
"Oh really? Are you sure about that?"
Amu contemplated it for a few seconds before groaning and feeling the urge to strangle someone, "Fine! I´ll go to that stupid party!"
"Good girl," Rima said, "I´ll see you tomorrow then and don´t worry, I´m sure you´ll have a good time. Utau always makes the best parties. Plus..."
"Plus?" Amu asked.
"Did you know her brother´s that famous violin player Tsukiyomi Ikuto? I hear that she was going to force him to attend."
Amu sighed, "I could care less about that so called Ikuto. I´ve never heard him play his violin or seen a picture of him. All I hear are how women swoon over him. Too over-rated and uncool if you ask me."
"Whatever, Amu. Anyway, see you tomorrow. Bye!"
She stored her cellphone back into her purse and started her car´s engine. She drove out of the parking lot and started heading towards her apartment, only one thought going through her mind.
What would she wear tomorrow?
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Loud music bounced from every single corner of the house, the different colored lights adding to the atmosphere. People danced on the floor, some of them being a bit too touchy in their moves.
They were having fun dancing, and that´s all that mattered to them. Only a few people weren´t on the dancefloor, one of them being Ikuto.
Leaning against the wall, he stared with no interest at the people who danced. This party was boring to him; it wasn´t his thing. Too bad his sister Utau had forced him to come.
"Tch," Ikuto mumbled angrily as a scowl made its way onto his face.
He shot looks of disinterest to the girls coming his way, already telling that they were fangirls of his.
Ikuto POV
Leaning against the wall, I stare with no interest at the people dancing. Darn, how much more touchy can they get?
Touching is good, I admit it. But it most be done privately,if you get my drift.
Unconsciously, a smirk makes its way onto my face and out of the corner of my eye, I notice a few girls swoon.
Damn these women, almost fainting just because I smirk. I give them a glare that shows them how uninterested I am prior separating myself from the wall.
'I need some fresh air,' is all I think before slipping my hands into my pockets and walking away from all the chaos.
Minutes later, I find myself sitting in a bench in Utau´s small garden, finally away from all the noise. I can see the moon shining brightly, bathing the scenary with its light.
'Well, peace is sure good,' I think as I close my eyes and lay back on the bench.
END OF POV
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Amu walked around the dancefloor, trying at all costs to avoid being pulled into the dancing crowd. Finally making it to the snack table, she served herself a glass of punch and turned back to stare at the dancefloor.
"Coming to this party was such a bad idea. I shouldn´t have let myself be blackmailed by Rima, ugh." Amu growled as she downed the last gulp of her drink.
Glaring angrily at her glass, she set it down before walking to the wall and scowling at everyone, "This is not my thing. I want to be home resting! Damn it, Rima will pay for this later."
Sulking, she separated herself from the wall and walked towards the exit. Some peace and quiet was what she needed.
Walking aimlessly through the garden she found, Amu decided to stroll around, soon coming to a halt as she spotted a bech nearby.
Walking towards it, she did not see the azure haired man lying on it...
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Ikuto POV
I opened my eyes slowly as I hear someone coming my way. It was a girl with pink hair...
'What the hell...pink?' is what runs through my mind. Oh well, its time to tease and pervert someone.
END OF POV
Amu didn´t even have the chance to reach the bench as Ikuto sat up. Shock appeared on her features as she had thought that no one was there.
Coming to his full height, Amu stared at Ikuto, her eyes wide and her cheeks warm. She was dazzled by his handsome face and his night scent.
Ikuto smirked at her as she stared at him, his mind ready to tease someone.
"What? Like what you see?" He asked as he walked towards her, not failing to notice the pink shade on her cheeks.
"N-no..." Amu stuttered out
"Stop staring then.." Ikuto smirked, enjoying every single moment of teasing her.
"I´m not staring at you, you pervert!" Amu yelled, her character suddenly becoming stubborn.
"Ah, spicy..." Ikuto said as his voice got lower and lower with each step that he took towards her, intentions of pushing Amu against the tree.
"W-what are you doing?!?" Amu yelped as she found herself locked in between the tree and Ikuto´s chest, "Let go of me you pervert! I don´t even know who you are!"
"Tsukiyomi Ikuto...and you?" He said, his voice low and coming out in short breaths.
"Like I would tell you!" Amu yelled angrily, her hands trying to push Ikuto away from her.
"Why wouldn´t you?" Ikuto said as his right hand came to grap Amu´s waist, eliting a gasp from her.
"L-let go of me you pervert!" she screamed before she kicked him in the groin and ran away.
What both did not notice was that someone had been hiding in a bush, camera in hand...
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Two days later...
"You idiot!" Amu yelled at the man in front of her, better known as Tsukiyomi Ikuto, "My life is ruined thanks to you! The papparazzis don´t leave me alone!"
"Chill...Amu..." Ikuto smirked, the corners of his lips lifting up slightly.
"You want me to chill you idiot!? My life is ruined, people saying I´m you´re girlfriend and sweeping the floor with my moral!" She screamed, her pink hair.
"You´re too noisy," He remarked, putting on a bored face, a new plan coming to mind, "everything will be alright."
"Oh yes?" Amu spat indignantly, "have any suggestions to make this better?"
"Its quite simple actually," Ikuto smirked, "marry me."
A/N:
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