A/N: Technically this is not my first fanfic. I used to be HarukaTenohFan, but I only wrote for Sailor Moon and Gilmore. I've decided to write for Shugo Chara!

This is just a short Amuto oneshot.

Annoying

She could hear the soft wind rustling the trees, the crickets chirping in the night. It was a peaceful moment, something that didn't happen very often. Her balcony door was opened slightly so he would be able to get in.

As she waited for him, a colder breeze came through the opening in the door. And as soon as it had came, it had gone. She involuntarily shook from the cold air that had hit her bare skin. Yet her ear was unusually warm...

"Cold, Amu?" a husky voice asked.

She jumped up, her face the color of a tomato. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her red silk pajama bottoms. There probably weren't really any wrinkles in the pants; the smoothing out the wrinkles was just to distract her from Ikuto so the blush would go away. "How did you get in here that fast?" she said, the confusion evident in her voice and face. He couldn't help but notice how the color of her faced matched the color of her pajamas.

"I'mmm aaa cattt," he droned on in a bored tone. She couldn't help but giggle at the way he said it. He lay down beside her, drawing small patterns on her arm.

"And?" she mused. She was trying to keep her voice calm despite the thumping sound that was pulsing in her ears.

"Cats are fast." It was a simple statement, but for some reason it made Amu giggle even more.

"Don't cats usually sleep all the time?" she questioned him. She tilted her head to the side, making her look even more confused than before.

"Not me." He continued to trace patterns.

"Why not you?"

"Amu..."

"What? Am I bothering you?"

"What do you think?"

"Um...no?" she said, grinning sheepishly. She suddenly sat up. "Did you hear that?" The look on her face was priceless. It was a cross between confusion and horror.

"Did I hear what?" he questioned, clearly annoyed yet amused by her actions. He sat up and put his chin on her shoulder.

"Aren't cats supposed have great hearing?" And the subject was immediately changed again.

"I think you might be confused with a dog," he said sarcastically rolling his eyes. He put an arm around her waist, pulling her gently down against the bed. "Why don't we go to sleep? You seem tired."

"But the noise!" she whined. She started to kick frantically, elbowing him in the pelvis whenever she got a chance. The words "Ow" and "Ikuto!" were heard many times over the next couple of minutes, yet neither of them were able to shut the other one up. Ikuto suddenly grabbed her and pinned her down solidly underneath him. It was instantly silent. "Would you just shut up?" He said before pressing his lips to hers.

It was soft and gentle, and it didn't go any further than that. Ikuto knew that Amu's overprotective father - who didn't approve of him at all - was sleeping just a few doors down. There was also her sister, who was known for popping in at the wrong moment.

He traced his index finger down her jaw bone, then slowly let it trail down her arm. She gasped at the feeling it gave her, even though she had felt it many times before. "If you're not quiet we'll wake up your parents, and you don't want that to happen, do you?" His voice was soft and gentle. It sounded more like he was talking to a five your old rather than and 18-year-old.

"Ok," she whispered quietly. He lay back down next to her, the smile on his face never leaving.

"Ikuto?"

"Are you going to ask me about being a cat again?"

She blinked twice. "No, but I love you," she whispered in his ear.

"I love you, too."

"You blushing, Ikuto?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out." And with that he captured her lips with his. She suddenly pulled back, her eyes wide with terror. "What's wrong?" he asked. His expression was concerned.

"Are you sure you didn't hear anything?" She said. He sighed.

"Are you ever going to let go of that?"

"No. I won't let go of you either, Ikuto."