All those years, they wondered. And know they knows; that she is still his, and he is still hers.
Have you ever wondered what if? Sure, the two words separate have no real damage. But when put together they sure do have a huge impact on a persons life, and in this case, two peoples lives.
It was 11:23 P.M. and the heroine of our story was already in bed, but in a different bed, a different house; but our dark, black stray ally cat was wide awake and on herbalcony.
Hesighed at Amu's foolishness; even at hernew home, sheforgot to lock herbalcony door. Heshook hishead and lightly chuckled as heslowly slid the door open and quietly walked in, closing the door behind him. Ikuto then had histrademark smirk as helocked her door. 'It'd be funny to leave hera note…' hethought to himselfas hethen started to searched the room for a pencil and paper. Hewalked over to her desk, which was quite a mess, and finally found a pen and paper, "Amu…You really need to start locking your windows, a perv could come in - IT" 'That's good enough, I hope,' hethought as he placed it where her alarm clock was, and left her room to go and find a couch. He didn't want her to wake up and just find him in her bed, creepy much? And expected, that's what he did when he was staying at her house when he was sick.
That got him to thinking of the first time he'd ever been in her house, or, shared a moment with Amu, a true moment. The moment he confessed to her, but to her, he was just the boy who cried wolf. He didn't want to think of that, it was heartbreaking. Six years have passed, she was just eighteen and he was twenty-three. But the stray cat had just got back from looking for his father, he had no where else to go, and thought that Amu would let him stay here with her like she used to. He was desperate for a bed, and
hers looked like it was so comfy…
He slowly and quietly lifted up the covers and slid right next Amu. He felt so at home, lying next to Amu; he placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. He had his trademark smirk plastered on his face when he felt a warmness on his body. He opened his eyes to see Amu cuddled on his body. He got to thinking and fantasizing I guess you could say, of what it would be like if they were married, this would happen every single night, and he smiled at that thought. He was now determined to marry this girl.
No matter what.
Ikuto finally opened his eyes around six-fifty in the morning and quickly got out of her bed, quietly opened and shut her door, and made his way into the kitchen. He deffiently wants to see Amu, but, for some reason, he wants her to find him.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Our heroine's hand shot out from under her covers and onto her desk where her alarm clock lay, "where is this thing?' she asked herself annoyed.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
She then slowly lifted her lids to show her honey colored eyes to the world for another day. She looked around, something was different. She could tell right off the bat.
Beep! Beep! Beep!
"Aha! I got you know you stupid clock!" She exclaimed as she hit the end button, stopping the beeping. "Great, it's seven in the morning, and I'm wide awake, that's what I get for wanting to wake up so freaking early!"
Amu then lifted the covers, got off her warm and comfy bed, and shuffled to the door while rubbing her eyes with great force. But then she looked towards her desk again, to see a note that she didn't leave for herself last night. She walked back over towards it and read it, "Amu, you might want to start locking your windows, a perv could come in - IT" IT. IT. IT…. It couldn't be. "Haruko-chan!" Amu yelled through the house, storming down the hall, but came to a sudden stop as she saw a tall and slender figure that looked very familiar. One that she thought that she'd never see again. " Ikuto…."
But with that, the tall and slender man swiftly leapt out of the kitchen window, intriguining the young girl. "Wwhhaaaaaaaaaattt?" A young blonde whined, scratching her head and yawning, while walking out of the room in which she sleeps in. "Ikuto…." Was the only word that was needed to be said for the blonde to understand.
The blonde sighed a sad sigh, "I'm sorry, but, it wasn't him, he left, I'm sorry," she tried comforting Amu, "Let's go for a walk Amu-chan!"
"Fine," Amu said, sulking back into the pit she calls a room. Haruko sighed and got her phone out, and with a great force began to type something out to her friend.
As Amu walked down the busy streets with her best friend, and also her sister, Haruko, she noticed the road she was going down, "Really? When I'm thinking of him, you bring me to his house? At a time like this!" "What? I just thought you'd need to talk to him, get it over with alright! He should understand!" Haruko exclaimed, knocking on the boys door.
Knock knock.
After about two minutes, the door opened, and closed swiftly behind the brown haired boy Amu called her boyfriend. "Hey there," Kukai said.