Heyo everyone! I'm rewriting this story because I'm not happy with it and how it turned out compared to how I want it to turn out. Stick with me as I make it amazing!

Morg: Heyo! Get ready for some crazy Amuto sexiness!

Ikuto: What does that even mean? I like the sound of it, though.

Amu: It doesn't mean anything!

Morg: Yes, it does.

Ikuto: All right!

Amu: Doesn't matter since she doesn't own anything.

~Dirty, Little Secrets~

The wind whipped around Amu as she stood behind the school. Just a few feet in front of her was the boy she'd had a crush on during middle school. She felt nothing for him now. Nothing but contempt for making her miss lunch. She wished he would hurry.

Being that her mother raised her to be polite, Amu said nothing as Tadase seemingly tried to gather his courage to say whatever it was that he wanted to say. Amu let the wind mask her sigh. Luckily, it wasn't strong enough to rip her wig off her head, though it was still pretty strong.

Finally, Tadase seemed to gather himself. He rubbed his hands against his pants before lifting his head to look at her. "Please understand that my feelings are genuine. I think we'd be good together. Give me a chance to show you."

If he'd asked her a few years earlier when she'd been desperate for the approval of her classmates, Amu would have said yes. Now it was too little too late. Still, she gave him a small smile. "I lost those feelings for you a long time ago. I'm sorry."

She saw his face crumple as she turned away from him. He'd put himself out there, but she wasn't interested in him. Or any other students that went to their school. They didn't know her. Not the real her.

The bell rang, signaling that lunch was over. Her stomach growled in protest. Amu hadn't been able to eat more than a couple of bites of her sandwich before Tadase had asked her to talk with him privately. She'd have to suffer the rest of the day because of his ill-timed confession. If she was lucky, she'd be able to eat something before heading to work.

Amu sighed as she patted her stomach. Hitching her bag higher onto her shoulder, she made her way through the crowded halls of the school. The first couple of times she'd been confessed to, there had been whispers from the other students afterward. Now, none of them even seemed to notice that someone else had asked to talk with her. Amu preferred it that way.

The desk she always sat in was empty. Amu set down her stuff before slipping into her chair. The big window next to her gave her the perfect view of a big tree out in front of the school. A lot of the time she could see her charas out there playing on it. There was nothing there today. Just a big, beautiful tree.

Someone's voice pulled her attention back from the tree and into the classroom. The girl was trying to whisper but clearly wasn't.

"I heard he was there."

Gossip and rumors were not what Amu wanted to listen to in the moments before class started. She would not get involved in their conversation. Rolling her eyes, she tried to think about what she was going to do at work that night.

"They say he wouldn't let go of the body until the police pried his hands off of it."

"Well, it was his father. Of course, he wouldn't let go."

"I heard he went crazy for a while. We haven't seen him since the accident because he wasn't stable."

"Someone said it was his fault. He was fighting with his father and pushed him."

Amu wanted to smack her head against the top of her desk. Rumors were exactly that. There may be a small, very minuscule amount of truth in them, but that didn't mean they could be trusted. The girls around her were being completely ridiculous. It was clear from the tones of their voices that they believed everything they were saying.

Shaking the brown hairs of her wig out of her face, Amu let out a quiet sigh. The guy they were talking about didn't deserve to have shit spread about him. No one did.

Before she had to listen to any more stupid rumors, their teacher tripped his way through the doorway to the classroom. None of the students paid him any attention until he stopped at his desk and set his bag down. "Class, we have a new student. Sort of. I'm sure some of you remember him. This is Tsukiyomi Ikuto. He's returning to our school after some time away."

Amu didn't bother to turn her head and look at the boy entering the classroom. She let out another sigh. The girls that had been gossiping had been doing so because Ikuto was back. He was sure to have enough people staring at him. Amu didn't feel like adding her eyes to the rest. Besides, the tree was interesting.

Ikuto glanced around the room, not really paying attention to the students. He'd been introduced throughout the morning. He'd heard the whispers about him. Getting to know his classmates wasn't high on his list of things to do. He was there because he had to be. The sooner he finished high school the better.

"Take a seat so we can get started."

Ikuto moved to a desk at the back of the room next to a window. He noticed as he walked toward it that the girl that would be sitting two chairs in front of him wasn't paying any attention to him or the teacher. She was staring out the window.

Sitting, Ikuto turned to look out the window. All that he saw was a tree. Granted, it was a majestic tree, as far as trees go. Still, not that interesting. With a mental shrug, he slumped in his chair and stared toward the front of the room as their teacher started the lecture.

XXX

The ringing of the bell startled Amu out of her thoughts. She shifted forward to pack up her things before slinging her bag over her shoulder. Her movements were slow enough that plenty of the other students were already out the door before she got there.

Her last two classes of the day passed as much as the others. Nothing really happened. She was ahead of the teacher so everything they were talking about wasn't new. The only thing that stood out was that Tadase, who was in her last class of the day, kept giving her sad looks. Ones that she ignored.

The moment that the bell rang to end the day, Amu was on her way to her bike. She didn't have much time before she had to be to the club, and there were charas to wake up.

Pulling out a smaller bag from her backpack, Amu set it in the basket of her bike. She unlocked the chain that held her bike to the rack before tapping the top of her little bag. "Come on, guys, time to wake up."

The bag wiggled a bit as she swung her leg over her bike and pushed away from the rack. It wasn't until she was at the corner of the road that the top flap of her bag was pushed up and a small face looked out at her.

Ran still looked sleepy, though she smiled at Amu. "Amu-chan. School's over already? Time to go?"

"Yes, Ran. School let out. We're heading to the club."

The little pink girl seemed to wake up more and more as Amu peddled down the street.

Miki poked her head out of the bag before climbing out to sit on Amu's handlebars. "How was your day?"

"Same old, same old. Did you sleep well?"

Miki just shrugged.

Amu slowed down to round a corner just as Su slipped out of the bag. "Hey, can you get my lunch out of my backpack? I didn't get to eat it earlier."

"Why not, desu?"

Sighing, Amu looked up at the sky before smiling down at the three girls looking back at her. "Tadase confessed to me at lunch."

Ran fell off her perch on the top of the bag. She was laughing so hard she couldn't hold on. Amu let her go. She'd catch up when she was done.

Su just patted her on the head before digging into the backpack on her back for her lunch.

Miki just groaned and shook her head.

Amu couldn't help but smile. Her charas were the best. She was incredibly lucky to have them there to help her figure out the type of person she wanted to be.

Dia was the last to leave the bag. She yawned and stretched before floating up to sit on Amu's shoulder. One tiny hand gripped a strand of the wig that Amu wore. "Are you ready for tonight?"

Amu huffed before nodding her head slightly. "As ready as I can be. You'll be with me. I'm sure it'll be great."

Su moved over Amu's shoulder with a baggy of carrot sticks. "Eat these."

Taking them from her little green chara, Amu placed them in front of Miki and on the bag her charas slept in. She used one hand to open the baggy before grabbing a carrot stick. She munched on it while she slowed to turn another corner.

Ran shot passed them still laughing.

Shaking her head, Amu grinned as she pulled into the parking lot behind the club. She leaned her bike against the wall by the backdoor and grabbed her charas' bag before scooping Miki off the handlebars and heading for the door. Any day with her girls was going to be great.

XXX

Ikuto stared at his feet as he wandered around the city. There was nowhere for him to go and nowhere he wanted to be. So he walked.

The sound of high-pitched laughter had him looking up in time to see a girl on a bike head the other way on the opposite side of the road. Ikuto noticed the charas with her. There were at least three that he could see. Then a small pink blur went by her.

Ikuto turned to watch them until they were out of sight. The girl he thought was familiar. She had to be in one of his classes. The fact that she had four charas made her interesting.

"What are you looking at, nya?"

Looking down at the little cat chara perched on his shoulder, Ikuto felt his lips twitch into something resembling a smile. "Nothing. What are you doing?"

"Looking for you!"

"Why?"

Yoru's little tail flicked back and forth as he sat on Ikuto's shoulder. He allowed his human to carry him down the street. "I was bored at the house, nya. Let's play!"

Ikuto didn't exactly feel like playing what with the day he'd had. But he was back at school for a reason. One that was rather draining considering all the stares and gossip directed at him. Still, his father had wanted him to get an education. Ikuto was going to do everything he could to get one.

He was turning over a new leaf and that meant that he was not going to lock himself away and never have any fun anymore. He was supposed to be healing.

So he did what he should have done months ago. He smiled down at the cat on his shoulder. "Yoru."

The little blue kitten looked up at Ikuto with a grin.

Tapping his little furry head between his ears, Ikuto made sure to push Yoru off his shoulder. "You're it."

For a moment, Yoru hung in the air stunned. Then he let out a battle cry and took off after Ikuto. "You can't hide from me, nya!"

XXX

Sweaty and a bit out of breath, Amu sat down in front of her mirror. "I think that went well."

Ran laughed from her spot on top of a bottle of perfume. "We watched it on the little screen over there! You were awesome, Amu-chan!"

"Thanks, Ran."

Miki nodded without looking up from her sketchbook. "I've got some ideas for another costume."

Smiling at that, Amu took the cookie that Su offered her. She stuck the whole thing in her mouth to free up her hands.

Dia shook her head at Amu but moved to sit by Miki on the top of the dressing room table.

The four charas watched as Amu pulled her pink hair back into a low bun. She wiped her face with a clean wipe to remove her makeup and sweat. "The dance went over better than I thought. The manager liked it."

"That's great, desu."

Amu grinned at herself in the mirror as she finished removing the makeup around her eyes. The night had gone well. The manager was talking about maybe having her move to two nights a week soon.

With a sigh, Amu sat back in her chair and looked at herself in the mirror. With school and her family, two nights a week would be pushing it. Her eyes flickered to the picture of a convertible taped to her mirror. There were things that she wanted, but there were some things she wasn't willing to give up for them.

With a groan, Amu pushed herself up and out of her chair. She stripped out of her costume and hung it on the rack in her little room before getting her regular clothes back on. The last thing she did was slip her wig on over her pink hair. "Come on, guys. Let's head home."

The four little charas floated behind her down the hallway as they made their way out of the building. Amu tried to stifle her yawn as they stepped out into the cool evening. "Ran?"

"Yeah?"

"Let's chara change for the ride home."

"All right!"

Amu held her hands out for Ran to get into them. She brought them close to her chest and sighed as she felt Ran sink into her. The burst of energy that ran through her body had Amu smiling. "Hang on tight, guys!"

The little charas laughed as Amu, with Ran's unseen help, had them flying on their bike. They sped down the streets and careened around corners until coming to screeching stop in front of their house. Breathing hard, Amu stepped off the bike before holding her hand up to her chest and letting go of the change. Ran appeared in her hand with a laugh.

Shaking her head, Amu didn't say anything as she walked her bike up to the house and put it away. She and the girls made their way in through the door and into the entryway. Amu pulled off her shoes before putting her bag down. "Mama? Ami? Papa? Where are you guys?"

A thump sounded before Ami came running down the stairs. "Hey, Amu! How was work?"

Shrugging, Amu hid her grin as she moved into the kitchen and pulled a plate out of the fridge. She heated it up before turning to see her sister. "It was great. I think my boss was really happy with me today."

"He's talking about letting Amu-chan do another night!"

Ami looked from Ran to Amu with wide eyes. "That's so cool! Another night would be great, right?"

Amu sighed before moving forward to hug her sister. "Yeah, it'd be cool. I have to think about it, though. I don't know if I have time. I like spending time with you, you know."

Ami giggled before sliding out of Amu's hold. "Get your food and sit down. I'll take your wig off for you."

Amu grinned as she went to get her food. She sat at the table, making sure that she left room behind her chair for Ami to stand. Her sister came back into the room with a mannequin head and a brush. "My real hair is still a little sweaty."

Wrinkling her nose, Ami let out a disgusted sound before giggling. "I'll do the wig first."

Amu poked his sister's side as Ami moved by her. She let out a sigh of relief when the wig was removed from her head. She wouldn't have to wear it again until morning. "What did you get up to today?"

Ami told Amu all about her day as she brushed out the wig and then Amu's real hair. She liked that her older sister took the time to sit and talk with her. Some of the girls at school didn't do that with their sisters. Ami almost felt bad for them.

"Look at my girls. Aren't you getting along so well?"

Ami and Amu grinned at their mama.

Midori let out a snort before shaking her head. "You two. Should we have ice cream tonight?"

"Chocolate!"

Laughing at her daughters, Midori moved over to the freezer. "Well, one of you better go get papa. He won't like us eating treats without him."

Ami, finished with Amu's hair, ran out of the kitchen to go find their father.

Amu smiled as she watched her sister go. "She said school is going well."

"I'm pretty sure she's happy because she has you."

Blushing, Amu shook her head. "I'm happy I have all of you."

Midori leaned over to place a kiss on the top of Amu's head just as Ami dragged in Tsumugu behind her. The two were laughing as they came in together.

XXX

Ikuto swung into his bedroom through his open window. He pulled an ice cream treat out of his bag before pulling out a small fish. He tossed the little fish into the air before opening the ice cream.

Yoru zipped in through the window and caught the fish.

Ikuto smiled as he watched his chara eat the treat he'd gotten him. Sitting down against the wall, Ikuto let his long legs stretch out in front of him. His day of playing with Yoru was actually fun. He smiled more than he had in a long time.

"That was good, nya!"

"You won the game. You deserve a treat."

"Only because you decided to take a nap!"

Chuckling at that, Ikuto didn't bother to argue. Yoru was right. He rubbed his finger along Yoru's back as the little chara drifted closer to him. "Maybe but that doesn't change that you still won. Next time you won't be so lucky."

Yoru didn't say it out loud, but he thought he'd be the luckiest chara in the world if Ikuto kept playing with him like they did today.

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Morg: So what did you think?

Ikuto: I seem kind of like a loser.

Amu: What's my job?

Morg: Wait for a later chapter! I'm not going to just tell you!

Ikuto: Yeah, Amu! Duh!

Amu: Shut it, Ikuto! You don't know either!