Take A Chance

by Iggy

IG: Hey! Wassup my peeps? ^_^' Okay so I don't really talk like that... Anyway! Tee-hee. My inspirations for my stories are generally songs, this one included. I really hope you will like it as much as you like my other stories.

"Taxi!" A woman shouted over the pounding sound of the rain against the streets, holding her arm out to be noticed. Her other hand grasped the handle of an umbrella tightly, trying to keep it from blowing away.

That woman, pathetically trying to catch a cab, is me, Hinamori Amu. Age, 23; Height, 5'4; Hair color, Pink (Naturally); Eye color, gold. If you were any passerby then you would guess that was my first time catching a cab, and you would be correct.

"Taxi!" I screamed louder and waved my hands more frantically trying to catch a cab's attention.

It was my first time in Tokyo, and I was utterly clueless on how to live life of the middle class. I come from a wealthy part of Japan, where it is ten times nicer than Tokyo. I was raised spoiled and pampered. I never had to catch a taxi, I just had a limo driver chauffeur me around, or I drove in my nice sports car.

A taxi finally pulled up, splashing water on me, soaking me.

"Ah!" I cry, frustrated and angry. What made it worse was when some red headed guy took the taxi from me. "Why me?"

All of my expensive clothing I wore that day was ruined by the rain.

Ring Ring

I rummaged through my purse, trying to find my 41,000 dollar, diamond crested iPhone. "Tadase?" I yell into my phone, I look around for some source of shelter. That was when I spotted a small coffee house, the light flickering as it made a low buzzing noise.

"Amu-chan? Are you alright? Hello?"

Tadase had called me, like he had promised that he would. Tadase is my fiance by the way, our parents introduced us and I instantly fell for his princely charm and good looks.

"Tadase? Can you hear me? Hold on!" I ran up to the glass door and looked inside. It was empty except for a person that sat in a booth in the corner of a room. I knocked loudly on the glass, trying to get the person's attention.

He looked up and walked up to the glass, pointing at the closed sign.

I glared at him, frustrated. "Please let me in!" I begged.

He rolled his eyes then walked away.

"Ass hole!" I scream.

Then the guy came back with keys in his hand, my eyes lighting up, happy that I could get shelter. He opened the door and I bolted inside.

I closed my umbrella, then turned to the guy. "Thank you so much." I bow in gratitude.

He chucks a towel at my face. "Here, use this to dry off."

I take the towel and use it to wipe my skin and dry my hair, but afterwards I was still soaked to the bone, my clothes clung to my skin. I took a seat in a booth, shivering, I take out my cell phone to call back Tadase. "G-Great... no cell s-s-service.." I hiss through chattering teeth.

The guy comes over and hands me clothing. "Here, change into this, there's a bathroom in the back."

I nod my head and go to the back to change. When I changed, I felt so much better. He had gave me a large white t-shirt and a pair of jeans that were a little large on me, but warmer than what I had on before. I turn the corner back into the cafe area and look out the window to see that the storm had become worse. "Fantastic.. Now I'll never make it to the party in time..." I raise my nose to the air, the smell of smoke filled my lungs.

"The radio says its going to be storming like this for the rest of the night, flash flood warnings."

I whip around to see the guy standing behind me, a cigarette in hand, and an uncaring expression on his face. I look him over quickly, not doing so before. He had messy dark blue hair and dark eyes. He was much taller than me and very skinny, he looked very scene. His black t-shirt had an image of a zombie's rotting face, making a pained expression, its mouth wide open as though it was emitting a moan. He also wore dark blue skinny jeans and bright neon green converses. He held out his hand for me to take. "Name's Ikuto." I slowly took his hand in mine. "Amu." I quickly retracted my hand from his.

Ikuto eyed me over from the corner of his eye trying to not be to obvious, but I noticed.

"Could you not look me up and down like that? It makes me uncomfortable." I say as I walk over to my Louis Vuitton purse.

He chuckled a little. "Says one who just did it a second ago." He smirked when my form went rigged.

"Whatever.." I grab my cell and walk around to see if any spot could get service, sadly no. "Phone."

"Huh?" He looked at me confused.

I rolled my eyes. "Do you have a phone I can use?"

"Yeah, over there, dial 7 first." He pointed over to a payphone near the counter.

I walk over, my head held high. I know that he was looking me over on purpose now. I pick up the receiver and dial Tadase's number. "Tadase-kun? Yeah, I'm fine now. I found shelter in a small cafe in Tokyo. Its raining like cats and dogs here, flood warnings apparently. No I couldn't make it to Yaya's... Mmhm.. I'll just head over early tomorrow and give her present then. Okay, love you too, bye."

"Boyfriend?" Ikuto asked, taking a drag of his cigarette.

"None of your buisness, but yes, we're engaged actually." I smiled at the thought of a beautiful white wedding.

He smirked at me.

I glared at him, confused by the look on his face. "What?"

"Oh, its nothing... I just find it amusing that your one of those girls." He took another drag then blew the smoke into the air.

"One of what girls?" I hated his attitude.

He turned to look out the window at the rain that pelted the building. "One of those rich girls who actually believe in a happily ever after. Perfect wedding, perfect life sort of thinking."

"What's wrong with thinking that? Whats wrong with thinking that I have found Mr. right, Mr. Perfect, my prince? Whats wrong with thinking about a beautiful wedding and a wonderful life afterwards?" I pursed my lips together in anger.

He rolled his eyes at me. "Come back down to earth kiddo, for you rich people you may think that way, but if you really knew.."

"Knew what?" I ask.

"That in reality there are no happy endings, nor Mr. Perfects or princes." He looked down at the ground. "Weddings are a load of crap also."

I was slightly hurt that he would say that. "No they are not! Weddings are not crap! They are wonderful ways of bringing two people together. They make women feel beautiful and like they are the most important person in the world." I let out a dreamy sigh, thoughts of my wedding with Tadase crossing my mind. "How would you even know? I think you are just being prejudice towards weddings."

"Sure... Whatever.." He looked over to the clock, 5:02 AM.

The rain had calmed down and I could finally try to go to Yaya's.

"Well thanks for letting me stay here till the storm passed.." I grabbed my clothes and other stuff and headed towards the door. "Oh wait, your clothes..." I looked over at him, wondering what he wanted me to do with them.

"Just keep them. I was thinking of getting rid of them anyway." He walked over to an ash tray and grinded his cigarette into the metal plate.

I gave him a small grateful smile before leaving. "Thank you."

That was my first time meeting Ikuto. What I didn't know was that I was going to be seeing him again.

IG: Okay! Yay! First Chapter is UP! I'll update when I have atleast around twelve reviews! ALSO, please read and review my other stories. Thanks! No FLAMING! _

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