He traced my body, as if painting visible the scars and bonds that held me tight. Each touch sent me reeling. Each touch set me free from another chain. And he could see them, only him. "Don't.." I whispered, as I turn my head so I didn't have to look into his luring piercing eyes. Despite my words of denial, the letters of rejection, I wanted him. So much. If I even glanced at his lovely eyes, I would melt right there. Like the whispering ice, on a suffering day. But the person, I was dealing with, didn't take well to me ignoring him. He cupped my chin and made me look at him fully, as if doing that would shoo away these cursed butterflies, cure the heat burning from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. And then he spoke, in that husky voice of his, that never failed to attract girls, "I can't and I won't. Besides, it's not fair how you know all my weaknesses, all my pain...all my memories. I want to know all of you, love all of you. But, as you remember, I would never do something.. you hate." The hesitation was all too clear in the statement. Not to mention, the twinkle of mischief radiating in his dark eyes. I sighed, after a few minutes, and pulled him closer, I have completely forsaken my resistance," I know, I know. Jeez, I can't get rid of you, can I Ikuto?" He leaned into me, taking in each other's scent and breath, and murmured, in a tone I didn't quite recognize, "Never. Amu. Never. I love you too much to let go." Why must he always be so honest, so blunt? I blushed heavily. Later on into the blue night, I would hear Yoru's sweet voice drift into my ear, " So you guys finally got together huh? Why does it have to happen when I'm gone, nyah? But Amu, he really does love you. If you want to try to escape, you better do it now." Ikuto was asleep, his dark blue hair cascaded over his shut eyes. I smiled softly, as took in his resting face," That thought has never crossed my mind Yoru. I'm too much in love with him to let go." I quietly repeated his words. Suddenly, a smirk flitted across his, well I thought to be, sleeping face, " Ha, I knew it." "IKUTO!" Yoru beamed, as he took in the couple. Ikuto finally found someone who would love him as much as I did. Thank you Amu, please take care of him.
A/N
I won't lie, this was both sad and fun to write. But I enjoyed it, nonetheless. By the way, isn't murmur such a weird word? I could just say it for hours. Murmur, murmur, murmur. Who came up with that word? Oh ya, and this oneshot takes place after Yukari and Nikaido's wedding. Aww, I didn't want to say goodbye to Yoru!