(This is a re-write of an older story of mine, Accidentally On Purpose, this version shall be better than the previous and will be finished, Hope you enjoy the massive amounts of changes I've included in this improved version :))

Accidentally On Purpose

CH 1

By zombiepandachan

Ikuto's P.O.V.

"I can't" I said.

"You will" said the man. I couldn't see his face. The room was too dark for me to see, even with my cat-like senses.

"I can't kill Amu, what purpose is there in doing so?"

"Because, I'm giving you a privilege, to be there with her for the last minutes of her life"

"But…"

"But 'what' boy" He chided

I clenched my fists. There was no way I could tell this horrible low-life what I was thinking.

He burst out laughing.

"You love her, don't you?"

I said nothing.

"There is no such thing as love" He spat. "if something does not exist then how can you believe in it?"

"Just because something doesn't exist doesn't mean you can't believe in it" I said between my clenched teeth.

"Do it"

"No" I kept a stern expression on my face, so the man couldn't see how scared I was; scared for Amu, the one and only love of my life.

"Fine then. I will" he said, retaining a calm expression.

I wanted to punch something. I knew that the man sitting behind the desk was really laughing at my weakness. I tried to keep my breathing even, anything from telling that man anymore about what I was thinking.

"Then you do it, you will be able to spend her last minutes with her"

"Kill me instead, don't hurt her" I was willing to do anything for her.

"Pfft, kill our best person; in your dreams son. Ikuto, is this the first time that you've rejected a job?"

"Why do want to kill her anyway?"

"Because you love her, you idiot, if you kill her, you will be better at your job!"

His words formed a lump in my throat and echoed throughout my head. 'Because you love her, you idiot...'

"Is that all you care about, this stupid company?" I yelled at the man. Why she has to die, I'll never know she hasn't done anything wrong, has she? Why is he making me kill one of the most beautiful things on this planet? I scowled. That bastard

"Of course not, I care about my multiple wives as well, maybe before you kill your pink haired girlfriend; I should steal something from her"

I thought for a minute, taking in what he had said. Then it clicked.

"NEVER, I WILL NEVER LET YOU DO THAT!"

"Maybe forcibly…"

"DON'T YOU DARE" I slammed my hands on the edge of the visible desk, rattling everything on it. A framed picture toppled over, cracking the glass. He gave it a look of disgust, like somehow the deformed faces on the piece of paper gave off a putrid smell that made him turn his nose up.

"Then do it" he said, setting down the frame. It was almost as if he had completely forgotten the picture altogether.

"NO!"

"If you don't, I will kill your family and hers as well as Amu, plus you'll lose your job"

"Ju…don…you…nev…" My attempts to say anything failed; words didn't even escape my mouth, only small syllables, if even that. I didn't know what to say. If I didn't kill Amu then they'd kill my family, her family and herself, and I would have no job. On the track of that he'd probably make sure that I'd never get a job ever again.

"YOU WILL KILL HER"

"NO"

"Fine I'll make you a deal, I will allow you to kill her painlessly, but in return I'll halve your pay for this job"

I said nothing.

"I will take that as a yes. You will do it"

I kept my retort to that to myself.

"You have twenty four hours plus you should have the necessary tools to assist you"

"…"

"Leave" he flicked his hand in the light ushering me away. All of a sudden I was forgotten; he no longer acknowledged that I was currently there.

Oh well.

I wouldn't choose to remember me either.

I turned with my back to him and proceeded to leave the room.

"Oh, Ikuto? One more thing"

I stood still, by back still to him.

"If you can't do the time, don't do the crime!"

His stereotypical evil laugh echoed in my ears as I left the room.