JalaLoveLatte: Hello! New story! YAY! Don't ask me how I get this idea, and don't think I'm lesbian or gay or anything. It just came into my mind. And I'm not a lesbian or gay hater either. I just think of this story, and how weird it would be if this happened in real life.

Ikuto: You've been yammering a lot but you still haven't told us what it's about.

JalaLoveLatte: Yeaah…. You'll see later on.

Amu: JalaLoveLatte doesn't on Shugo Chara or any of its characters!

JalaLoveLatte: I have a feeling that you did the disclaimer to cut short my conversation with Ikuto.

Amu: I did that cause I don't wanna risk having the furniture break again. Or having to repay for it.

JalaLoveLatte: …. Good thinking.

Amu's POV

"Amu, what do you want to get for lunch?" Utau asked as we walked down the hallway towards the cafeteria.

"Oh yeah, recently, there's been a stock drop on the fish so we probably won't get anything fish related," Rima informed while looking up the ceiling.

"Really? I was hoping to get a tuna onigiri though," the blondie replied with a pout on her face.

"Well, at least nothing of mine has changed. I'm still getting chicken katsu curry," Rima stated, "… Amu? What's wrong?"

"Huh?" I asked back.

"You were staring again… as usual," Utau explained, "Seriously, is there something wrong with you? You always do that. Everytime we're in a conversation, if you don't speak, you'll always end up staring at us …. For an abnormal time."

"Yeah, is there something wrong?" Rima asked as she leaned forward and touched my upper hand.

~*Delusion*~

She touched my skin, and those words rings through my ears.

"Are you alright?"

The warmth from her fingers traveled across to my skin and filled me with warmness. That place she touched is tingling with a weird feeling. My insides are getting taken over by this bubbly sensation. Desire.

I leaned towards her, cupped her face with my hand, stared right into her eyes, and little by little closed the gap.

"Nothing has ever been better" I replied as the gap between our faces closed, waiting to feel her plump lips. Closer …. Closer …. Closer…

"Amu?"

"I'm fine!" I snapped while pulling my hand back as fast as a blink of an eye.

"Alright then.. if you say so," Rima commented as she continued walking.

Urgh, that was close. It happened again! Why? Why now? I've felt nothing towards them for as long as our friendship began! So… why am I getting this feeling! I seriously have to do something about these delusion and this weird bubbly feeling. Gosh… should I really go to a counseling? Well… the school's counselor is… uh, who am I kidding. That freak of a show is always a no show! He's a slack I tell ya! He looks like he's always out of place. Or.. sorta drunk. His hair is always messy. He doesn't get his clothes tidy.. or buttons up properly. That brown headed ball is ….. well, he's better than nothing. Why not I give it a try.

"Amu!" Utau shouted at my ears.

"Ouch! What is up with you! Your voice is already loud enough without a loud speaker. You don't necessarily have to yell in my ears, y'know?" I complained as I fell right on my butt on the cold hard floor and rubbed my ears.

"You were spacing out… this time, not staring.. but spacing out. Do you have some kind of worry or something?" she asked as she lend a hand over at me to get up.

"Well, kind of," I replied as I took her hand and got up back on my feet, "Thanks."

After a couple of seconds of thoughts I think my plan could work.

"By the way," I started, "Do you guys know anything about our school's counselor?"

"Well, yeah," Utau repied, "He's helped me with a couple of problems before, how bout you?" she asked looking at Rima.

"Mmm… Not much, but yeah… he helped me every now and then. Why? You got a problem?"

Big time. "Kinda. Well, that aside. Is he good?" I asked.

"Good?" They both quizzically asked back.

"I mean, in getting your problems solved,"

"Oh…" They two said.

They looked at each other and looked back at me.

"Well," Utau went, "He's … not exactly what you expect him to be like,"

"Yeah, and … he …. Sorta…. Does his job…. Weirdly?" Rima continued. For some reason they looked at each other as if they're trying to get the right word.

"Ok? But, overall, is he ok?" I asked back.

"He gets his job done anyways, so … he's ok, I guess," Utau complied.

Well.. If they're saying that he can fix problems. Then, why not giving him another work to do?

Ikuto's POV

"Yo, Ikuto!," Kukai glomped on me from behind when I was walking down the hallway, "What's up?"

Kukai's always invading my personal space. A man's need a space to move around. Not just to be glomped on someone.

"Nothing, what about you?," I asked back, "Oh wait, I know, you're about to take your arms off me," I replied to myself before giving him the chance to talk and at the same time pushing his arms of my shoulder to get out of his hug.

"Man, you're still as distanced as ever. But who cares? That's one of the things that I like about you," he replied casually.

"Kukai," I whispered as I got lost in my delusions. Again.

~*Delusion*~

I like about you… I like about…. I like you…

"Kukai," I whispered as I pushed him against the wall. Trapping him in my arms. Pulled him close to my grasp. I captured his hands, and placed it above his head trapped against the wall within my one hand grasp.

"Kukai," I whispered again as I breathed on his neck, sniffing it.

"I like you to," I confessed when I licked a part of his neck. My lips lean forward to kissed the place where I licked. Intending to leave a hickey. Inches apart, from his skin and my lips. The gap is closing. My lips are getting there… a little bit more…. A little-

"IKUTO!"

"Wha- What?!" I retorted by instinct.

"You were lost in your thoughts," he explained, "Again. And this time you were weirdly looking at me. Or mostly my neck. Is there something weird with it?"

"Wha-Wha- Nothing. Nothing weird. Uh-uh. Nothing weird at all. I was just a-a ch-cheking.. no exam-inizing your a-a … neck! .. structure! …?" Was my awesome alibi.

"Ok then? I was just asking what's wrong. Not what you were doing though. Well, better get to the cafeteria, or else the foods gone!" he rushed towards the cafeteria and left.

Oh God. Not again. What the heck is wrong with me? I am STRAIGHT! I dig girls. With boobs. And ass. Figure. What the heck am I suppose to do now? I have to stop this delusions before it stop being one. And develop into … reality.

"You comin'?" he ran back.

"Yeah," I caught up to him, "Hey, dude. If you had a problem, how do you solve it?"

"Man, you've been my best friends since kindergarten. And my maths has always sucked! You know when they all said it would get better if I grow up. Well, Look at me!"

"What?! No! Not mathematics problem. Life problems. And bro, I know it's getting worse," I denied.

"Oh.. I thought it was getting better,"

Wait.. he meant 'look at me' as in… proving what they say was right?!

"Kukai. Focus,"

"Right! How to solve a problem. How indeed…. AH!" he snapped.

"Kukai, you just went to bathroom after class end-"

"No! Not that! But I am getting a little filled. Wait, no!" He complained to himself, "I figured a way!"

"Really? So what is it?"

"You can go to the counselor!"

"Counselor? Where am I going to find that?"

"Here. The school counselor,"

"….. We had a school counselor?" I asked, surprised.

"I'm more surprised how the hell you did not know that we had one."

"Who is it?"

"Nikaidou. Nikaidou Yuu" He replied.

"What? Nikaidou? Seriously?"

"Yeah.. that's why I'm surprised that you didn't know,"

"I thought he was a teacher!" My heads getting all confused now.

"He is. Apparently, the students are somehow comfortable with him so the school picked him to be the school counselor,"

"Ok then. But isn't it a little weird that the History teacher is a counselor?" I asked.

"Yeah, but he is also the Literature Arts teacher, wouldn't be surprised if he got another occupation,"

"He was?"

"Yeah. You didn't know because you exchange that class for the sleeping class. You said it yourself. That learning arts in words is stupid, that if it had words, it wouldn't be 'art' at all," he reminded me.

"I am just stating a fact there," I defended myself.

"But, you also know another fact,"

"That is?"

"Picture means a thousand words," he stated.

I went silent, admitting defeat as we strode down the hallway arriving at the cafeteria. While walking to the food counter, I thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to get my problem consulted.

Time Skip; After School

Amu's POV

I packed my things and rushed for the door.

"Bye Rima, You can cook diner today," I said as I ran to the door.

"Ok, but don't be late!" she shouted back at me.

"Sure" and I ran to the counselor's room.

Ikuto's POV

"Ikuto, hey!" Kukai shouted from the door, "Where are you going?"

"Nowhere!" I shouted as I ran to the counselor's room.

I heard him shout behind me, asking questions, but I ran away from him and saw the counselor's door.

The doors in this school doesn't slide. This school is rather high quality so the doors open like normal doors. The big doors that has two handles and used in a manager's office or some sort. Well.. the luxury big doors.

I saw the counselor's room held one of the handle and pushed it open.

Nikaidou's POV

Ahh…. There's nothing better than drinking milk tea after school. I took the cup and took a sip…. When suddenly… Two person barged in the doors.

"HELP ME!" They both said.

JalaLoveLatte: First chapter done!

Amu: Oh.. so now you make me.. what? Delusional?

JalaLoveLatte: Oh come on, maybe you'll like it.

Amu: Anything is fine. As long as I'm not with Ikuto.

Ikuto: Aww… that's so mean… you know we always end up together…. Right JalaLoveLatte?

JalaLoveLatte: ….

Ikuto: Right?

JalaLoveLatte: …...

Ikuto: .. RIGHT?

JalaLoveLatte: Please leave a review! And thanks for reading!

Ikuto: You ignored me!