Khy: Hey guys, yes I know I need to finish Death in the Form of a Butterfly and I'm working on it…
Utau: You better be. I don't want to be confused for the rest of my life!
Khy: Calm down Utau. Anyway, so yes I'm working on that. But I also decided to write an Amuto story as well. I figured my fave couple needed a little love.
Ikuto: HELL YEAH! Finally someone who understands my needs
Amu: WHAAATTTTT! Why me. Can't you just have Utau and Kukai do all the…perverted things?
Utau & Kukai: WHAAAATTT? Since when are we doing perverted things?
Khy: Later, Later, write now I want to get this Amuto fic started
Ikuto: YES PLEASE
Amu: Just my luck. Just when I thought, I would get away without a story
Ikuto: Oh just be happy it's with me and not some creepy dude.
Amu: Yeah I guess you're right
Khy: can someone please do the disclaimer
Sonii: *depressed* I'll do it since no one seems to care to put me in the important convos anyway. Khy does not own Shugo Chara or anything else affiliated with it, but if she did, Ikuto would be hers and Amu would be gallivanting with my Gold.
Everyone: *sweat-drop*
Ikuto: Once again, who the hell is this?
Khy: You guys remember my best-friend Sonii. We own this account together.
Ikuto: Ah yes, the obsessive Kukai lover and the one who insists on calling me Kitty Boy.
Sonii: Ahh it's freaky cat boy...AGAIN!
Ikuto: see what I mean
Khy: You guys ((-_-))
Chapter 1
Already Sensing Chemistry
I hurriedly ran through the rain. I was late again; my boss was seriously going to fire me this time. That is, if he actually cared enough to stop locking himself in his office with the next, new, hot secretary that walked through the door. I swear he was on his fifth girl this WEEK! How many times can you have sex in a week? I mean my ex-boyfriend and i…never mind.
I ran across the street while simultaneously bumping into this guy. I only caught a glimpse of blue before I continued my run. Out of all the people in the crowd, he was the only one I had bumped into.
I ran through the big glass doors and dashed into the elevator before the doors closed. I straightened my briefcase and checked my reflection in the elevator doors. I looked like a hot mess today. My white collared shirt was completely soaked through, showing of my hot pink bra. I chose the wrong day to wear pink. My pencil skirt was wrinkled and my $400 suede Loubitin boots were drenched. My bubblegum pink hair was in a messy, dripping wet bun, falling apart by the second. Great, just my luck. Today of all days, I had to look like I had just walked out of the shower. But somehow, through all that, I still looked pretty, damn good.
Today is the beginning of Tadase's ruling season. Every year he looks for his so-called "queen." If you haven't figured it already, Hotori Tadase is my boss. And it just so happens I'm his favorite assistant. Heck, I'm his only assistant. I would quit the job if it weren't for the fact that without me his company would crash and burn. All Tadase is good for, is making the secretaries happy. I actually have to work and sign paperwork and contracts. No matter how many times Tadase tries to sleep with me.
Literally, everyday it's the same routine. I come in looking hot and he drools until he sees the new secretary. And trust me; we get a new one everyday. Depending on how good they are and if he really likes them, he either promotes them or fires them. Their promotions lead to more sex and less sleep for me. See, the more time Tadase spends having sex, the more time I devote to working on paperwork. It's an endless struggle. But like I said, if I didn't work, nothing would get done around here.
Anyways, I walk into the lobby of Easter Corp. the new intern stares me down and the secretary assigned to help her, glares at me. I simply glance at them, scoff, and keep walking. I walk down the rows of cubicles and I see everyone's heads pop up as I pass by. Must everyone insist on staring at me every time I come in? I continue walking until I reach the big, frosted, glass doors that read "President Hotori". I don't even hesitate when I open the doors. I've walked in on this scene so many times, it's almost sad. I throw my briefcase down on my desk and walk over to Tadase's desk. The happy couple occupies the sofa, while I sit down to get started. I turn on his computer, login, and automatically start typing.
"Amu, you know computer clicking ruins the mood."
"It's not my fault you choose your office for a sex pad!"
Tadase has never brought a girl home. And frankly, I'm shocked about why. His house is amazing and any girl would love to be there. Plus his bed is bouncy and big enough for some great sex. Before you jump to conclusions, no Tadase and I have never slept together I refuse to. He invited me, and for some reason, only me, to an office "retreat". It was more like a playpen for men. He invited a bunch of stripper girls and invited a lot of his guy friends over. I was the only one from his job and he wanted me to wear a skimpy little outfit like the rest of the girls. I declined and stayed in my room for most of the week. However, Tadase was persistent in getting me in his bed. He would sneak in my room at night and start tickling me to turn me on. It didn't work. So he tried carrying me to his room while I was sleep, I fidgeted the entire way so he eventually put me down and I walked back to my room sleepily. Then finally, he got what he wanted, in an odd way.
He had invited his friends over again, so I decided to hide. I knew he would look for me in my room so I snuck into another room, which just happened to be his. If the enormous, canopy wasn't a dead giveaway, the blue, crowns wallpaper was. I walked over, sat on his bed, and instantly fell asleep. It was like sleeping on a cloud. He and his friends eventually found me, but Tadase just let me sleep. Later he told me, they were gonna wake me up, but I looked so peaceful that they didn't have the heart. They even took a picture, which I later scolded him for. My mouth was slightly open and my hair fanned out around my head like and angel's halo. The part I was mad about was the fact that I was in sweat pants and a baggy top. I looked ridiculous. But whatever, so if you were under the impression I found out about Tadase's bed…the other way, you're wrong.
So back to the real world. The significant other, otherwise known as new secretary number 6 for the week, gets off the sofa and starts to put her clothes back on. Tadase on the other hand pulls on a pair of boxers and sits back down on the sofa. Now finished changing, the secretary leans down to kiss Tadase, she glares at me, and then walks out the door.
"Must you ruin everything?"
"I can't ruin something that won't last Tadase."
He gets up and walks over to me. He walks behind his chair and rests his head on my shoulder.
"Why can't you just be like all the other girls and sleep with me?"
"Because if I did that, three things would happen.
You wouldn't take me seriously.
The rest of the offices' impression that I'm a slut would finally be proven true.
Nothing would get done and this company would crash and burn!"
"Those aren't good enough reasons not to sleep with me. And why does the rest of the office think you're a slut when you won't even sleep with me!"
"Because of how I dress, if you haven't noticed already."
"Oh, I thought you did that to impress me."
"That's what everyone else thinks too. I just throw on whatever I find in my closet. It's not my fault that most of my clothes are short and see-through."
"Oh, I need to see your closet one day. Now answer my first question please."
"Tadase, I don't have time to discuss this. I have a lot to do today thanks to your late night after party. Did you forget that every time you stay after, I have to stay after too? I have legal custody over over you or so say your lawyers, which pretty much makes me your babysitter."
"Yeah and babysitters usually fuck their baby…sat? And so what. What does staying late have to do with anything? If you put it to good use, then maybe you wouldn't be so mad in the morning."
"Ughhh, okay Tadase, if I agree to sleep with you, will you leave me alone for the time being?"
"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Yes, yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes. A thousand times yes."
"Okay then, I will sleep with you. Now sit down and work."
"But, I don't wanna."
"No whining just do it."
"Ooh, I like it when you're feisty!"
"Oh, just shut up and work."
Tadase and I switch seats and I go to my briefcase. I pull out my scarf and walk back to Tadase. He looks at me suspicious. I just continue and walk behind him. I tie the scarf over his eyes. I wave my hand in front of his face and he says nothing. I'm surprised he hasn't said anything yet. That is until I realize what I've done. I've just put a perfume-scented scarf over his eyes. He might as well have just been a cat given catnip. Anything girly and you've lost him completely.
After blindfolding him, I slide my hands down his chest making sure to undo every button I pass. He has some really, toned abs. I try not to stare and continue my antics. I slide my hands further down and unbutton his pants. I keep reaching and then quickly slide my hands back up and step back. His head swerves around, failing miserably at trying to locate me; however, he doesn't make any moves to get up. I hurriedly scribble on a note:
Dear Tadase,
Meet me at the café across the street at 8 tonight if you want me to finish where I left off. Don't worry, I won't stand you up.
Love,
Amu
I walk to the door, but before I open it, I turn back to a blindfolded Tadase.
"Don't make me wait too long."
With that, I continue my exit and shut the door. I hear him curse my name and throw something off his desk. The best way to leave 'em is hot and bothered.
Once outside, I stop to take a breath. This is gonna be one loooong night. I walk back down to the reception desk and out. But not without getting another glare from the intern who has now probably been filled in with all of the rumors that have been spreading around the office. You would think that after 4 years of working at this dreadful corporation, I would be shown a little respect around here.
I call my best friend Utau and tell her to meet me at the mall; I've got some shopping to do. I walk out of the doors of Hotori Corp. and walk down the street to my hot pink Lamborghini. I get in, buckle up, and speed to the mall. Tadase doesn't care when or how long I take my lunch breaks, just as long as I'm gone from 1 to 2 which is his "happy time" as he calls it. But hey, fine by me. Sometimes he has me run errands while I'm out but he usually doesn't care what I do. Just as long as I'm back by at least 2:30, so I can check out by 5.
I arrive at the mall around 11 and walk into Starbucks (do not own) to meet Utau. She's sitting at a table talking to some guy I've never seen before. He has disheveled, brown hair and a lean, muscular body. Whatever he's saying, Utau finds it hella funny. I walk over to the two and tap Utau on the shoulder. As I get closer, I realize the guy has lime green eyes. I have to admit, he's kind of hot. I smile at Utau and gesture to the man sitting across from her.
"Oh sorry. Kukai, Amu. Amu, Kukai." Utau says very briefly
"Hello" I say timidly
"Yo" I can tell this guy is definitely from a different class from Utau and I. No one where I grew up says…"yo". I skeptically smile back at him and sit down. Utau and Kukai talk for a little while longer until I remind Utau that we have some very important shopping to do and that I'm on a tight schedule. However, just when we're about to leave, in walks the most gorgeous guy on the face of the earth.
He has midnight blue hair and eyes to match. He's tall and lean with a well-built body. You can tell he keeps to himself just by the way he dresses. All black with everyday converse that seem like they've been worn for most of his life. I've always been attracted by the bad boy type. I mean sure Tadase has the edgy thing going but he's not bad enough for me. He's not the type of guy who would go partying at a club and then go joy riding until we decide to crash on a beach, for fear of being publicly humiliated. He'd much rather do his dirty deeds in private, whereas this guy looks like he could get away with murder and the cop would let him go just because of how hot he looks.
He turns back and forth as if looking for something before settling on our table. He starts to walk towards us until he's standing right next to Kukai. I just stare at him trying not to drool. Utau socks me in the arm and I realize my mouth had been open the whole time.
"So guys, this is my best friend Ikuto. Utau, Amu, this is Ikuto. Ikuto, this is Amu and Utau."
Ikuto shakes Utau's hand and then glances at me. We stare for a little until he reaches for my hand. I allow him to take it. He slowly pulls my hand to his mouth as if about to kiss it, but before he can get any further with his actions, Kukai is pushing him away from me and into a chair. I frown at this and remind Utau for one last time that we really must go.
"Hey can we tag along. I'm bored and I know Ikuto is just dying to see you in anything but that Amu."
I blush at this and glance at Ikuto. His head is turned away from me but I can see a hint of blush on his cheeks. Utau and I walk out of Starbucks with Kukai and Ikuto following us. We walk into Fredrick's (do not own) and head to the lingerie set department to try on something cute for me to wear. As I'm trying on this really, cute pink set Utau yells out to me from the room next to me.
"Hey Amu, Kukai just texted me. He wants me to meet him at Spencer's. He needs a new belt he says and he wants me to help him choose. So you can just model for Ikuto until I get back."
I stare at the mirror, in my room, in disbelief. She wants me to ask a GUY who I DON'T KNOW his opinion on LINGERIE! Wow, she's bold. But fine, it seems like she really, likes him.
"Fine, have fun Utau. Be safe."
"Thanks Amu, you're a lifesaver. I'll meet you at the food court in an hour."
I'm a lifesaver? I'm the one who needs saving. I hear Utau open her door and walk out. She says goodbye to Ikuto and then whispers something to him. Loud enough for me to know she's talking to him, but faint enough for me not to decipher exactly what she said. I stare back into the mirror and take a deep breath. I turn the knob of the door and walk out. I find Ikuto sitting on the round sofa in the middle of the Dressing Room Center. I walk in front of him and make a small turn. His eyes get bigger with every other inch he sees of me. We stare at each other for a long time before his eyes go back to normal and he simply says…
"Too Pink."
I stare at him in disbelief and head back to my dressing room in shame. I pull on this really, lacey black number and walk out again. Ikuto stares at me and the same thing happens, except this time he says…
"Too Lacey."
I go back and try on a red, really, sheer, really, sexy push up bra and ruffle skirt with a thong under. I walk back out, but this time Ikuto has no reaction.
"You look like you chose that carefully. Does he like red or something?"
"Well actually, it reminded me of his eyes. And that's what Utau must have told you. She told you I was doing this for a date right?"
"Actually she told me you were doing this to seduce your boss. I didn't ask questions. So who do you work for anyway?"
"I'm not planning on seducing my boss. He won't stop asking me if I'll sleep with him so I finally agreed. However, I'm gonna lead him on until he can't take it anymore and then stop before he can get any further. He won't be able to move because of how on edge he'll be and I won't lose my dignity. And I know he won't fire me the next day because without me his company would fail. And I work for Tadase Hotori. Owner and CEO of Hotori Co—"
"Yeah, I know who he is. I don't like the guy but he'll like that. It's his favorite shade of red. I say you get it and be done with all of this."
He stares at me as if seeing what I'll say. I don't know why he's being so hostile all of a sudden. But at least he finally made up his mind.
"Actually I have one more to try on. I like it, and I think I might get it just for me, but I still want a guy's opinion."
I head back to the dressing room and put on a navy blue teddy. The top is a push up bra that flows into this really, sheer chiffon. The bottoms are a navy blue silk thong with little pink hearts all over. There's also a little pink rhinestone heart on the left boob. I walk out of the dressing room, back to Ikuto. He does a double take and I swear I see him drool.
"Now that's what I call sexy. I say you wear that instead. But Tadase wouldn't like it. However I agree, you should get that one just for fun."
"I figured you'd like it. I picked it up because it reminded me of your hair and eyes."
"Oh really, and where'd the pink come from?"
"Well my hair of course haha."
Ikuto laughs as I walk back to the dressing room to change. When I come out he's holding a bag from the store. I look at him puzzled until he hands me the bag.
"I saw it while you were changing and decided to get it. Do you like it?"
I pull out a bubblegum pink corset with a navy blue ribbon going up the middle. It's gorgeous. I try it on over my shirt. It fits perfectly and pushes my boobs up just enough for sex appeal without looking slutty. I automatically hug him and then realize my actions. I pull away and blush. I swiftly walk to the counter to purchase my other two items. I put them in the same bag as the corset and walk out of Fredrick's with Ikuto hurrying after me. We walk around for a little while before he pulls me into a store called "Forever 21" (do not own). I look at him puzzled before he starts pulling out dresses and tops and skirts. I just stare at him puzzled. He finally walk back to me and pulls me to the fitting rooms. He pulls me into a room and hands me a pile of clothes. He walks out and leaves me standing there with a pile of clothes, confused. Finally I hear him say…
"You're look is too…worker-ish. You need to girl it up a little. Yes, even at work. I know why you don't want to, but trust me. If Tadase sees a little more skin at work, maybe he'll—no scratch that, he WILL stop asking you to sleep with him. When you leave his mind to wonder what you're hiding under your suits, then you keep him horny. If you leave nothing to the imagination, it takes the fun out of undressing you with his mind, which stops his hormones, thus ending the constant nagging to sleep with him."
I listen to everything he says and finally decide to start trying on clothes. I try on miniskirt after miniskirt, dress after dress and top after top. But I can't find anything that looks good on me. Ikuto walk up behind me when I'm looking at a jean miniskirt. He reaches around me and grabs the skirt.
"The problem with this thing is:
It's not comfortable
It's not cute…AT ALL. I don't know why girls like jean miniskirts and
It's not suitable for work.
You have to find something that look cute without looking hookerish. It has to be appropriate for work while settling Tadase's hormones."
He walk around the store, every now and then picking up a few items. He comes back five minutes later with a few skirts and tops, and maybe two dresses. He pushes me into the dressing room and then waits patiently while I try on the outfits. He's matched them by design and color so it's not difficult to figure out what goes with what. I look at myself in the mirror. Now that looks much better. I walk out in the first outfit. I have on a baby blue polo shirt that stop just above my waistline. I also have on a pair of ripped, straight legs that hug my curves in just the right places. They're low rise so there's a small amount of my stomach showing. His eyes look me over and he smiles approvingly. I do a small turn and then walk back into the dressing room to try on my next outfit. It's a cute white button up shirt with a pink rhinestone skull and cross bone appliqué on the pen pocket. I put on a grey and pink pin stripe mini pencil skirt. The slit went all the way up to my butt, just showing the bottom of my hot pink underwear. This looks exactly like the outfit I had worn today, except somehow better. I walk out and find Ikuto reading a magazine. This serene nature that he has makes it feel as if we do this on any normal Tuesday. I feel almost like we're a couple. He looks up and smiles and my heart almost melts. He's so gorgeous. I do another small turn and walk back into the dressing room. I try on a few more outfits and finally get down to the last one. Out of all the other outfits I've tried on, this looks the least workerish. Ikuto yells to me;
"Hey Amu, take the tags off that last outfit. You can just wear it out. And no, we're not stealing it, I'm gonna pay for it."
I smile at the mention of him paying for an outfit for me. I try on the outfit to find that it's a a hot pink ruffled skirt that stops mid thigh. Along with a white cotton tee with a pink kitten wearing a blue ribbon. I put on a jean jacket over it and a pink pair of wedges he handed me. I walk out of the dressing room holding the other outfits and my outfit that I came here in. I'm also holding the tags to the outfit I'm wearing, in my hand. I ended up liking all of the outfits he picked out. Ikuto and I walk to the cashier's counter. He pays for all the outfits plus the one I'm wearing. I say I'll pay him back but he declines.
"But I can't just let you pay for all of those outfits. They costed $400, that's unnecessary for a few outfits that I didn't have to buy."
"That's a small price to pay to make sure you don't get harassed anymore. I mean, it doesn't sound like it was a big problem, but it's a problem nonetheless."
"Fine, but I will figure out a way to pay you back one day."
"You can start today. The reason I had you put on that outfit, is because we're going on a date until we find Utau and Kukai."
"…WHAAAAT!"
Khy: Yay I finished.
Ikuto: That was….actually pretty good. Please tell me there's gonna be more Amuto next chapter!
Amu: I'm pretty sure there will be
Sonii: That was stupid. You can't write to save your life
Khy: SHUT-UP! Just because you don't want Amu to be with Ikuto doesn't mean it was a bad story. Just cause you like Tada-GAY
Sonii: That doesn't mean I want him to be with Amu, I want him for myself
Khy: Then why can't I write?
Sonii: What, I never said that
Khy: Yes you did. After I read you my story.
Sonii: You were reading me a story?
Khy: Amu what time is it?
Amu: 11:30 Why?
Khy: That explains it. Goodnight everyone
