[Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara]
Silence fills the apartment as two friends sit side by side on a well worn brown couch. One, a small blonde, is lost in thought while the other, a tall blue haired man, waits patiently for her to form her thoughts into words. "Ikuto," the blonde finally says, her voice barely above a whisper, "I have something to tell you." The words hang ominously in the air between them and silence returns to the small space. Ikuto, one who usually enjoys the quiet, doesn't like it.
"What's wrong?" he asks her in concern, his deep voice filling the room. The girl says nothing. Instead, she begins to gnaw gently on her lower lip, eyes going glassy once more as she retreats back into the recesses of her mind. Her words have caught his attention now, and he does not let her drift away like before. "Rima," he says sternly, nudging her shoulder with his arm to snap her out of her reverie, "what do you have to tell me?" She doesn't respond. "It has to be important if you told me to come to your apartment right away," he presses. Rima still doesn't answer him. Instead, she stubbornly purses her lips together in a thin line. Ikuto sighs. He was in no mood to play games. Standing up, he turns to her."If you're not going to say anything, then I'm leaving." He turns away from the defiant blonde sitting mutely on the couch and takes a step towards the door only to be stopped by a rough tug as Rima grabs a fistfull of his shirttail and yanks him back.
Sitting down next to her once more, the slightly impatient man turns to face her with another sigh. "Stop thinking so much and just spit it out," he orders.
After a few more moments of silent debate, the blonde opens her mouth and lets the dreaded words she's scared to say tumble out. "Amu wants me to alter her and Eggplant Head's Red Strings of Fate."