"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?" I cringed from the sound, rubbing my ear in the process and glaring at the phone hoping the one on the other line will see it and melt like a piece of chocolate.

"How many times do I have to repeat myself, Ayato? I said, I don't know. I don't have any idea where I am right now. If a road that leads to nowhere can be taken as an answer, then I'm currently there." I gritted through my teeth, raking my hands through my hair in the process.

Ayato sighed, seeming to notice the exasperation in my voice. I groaned, putting my luggage in a lying position for me to sit on and leaving my bag on the side. Glancing around I-don't-know-where-on-earth, trees and lampposts filled the path I'm currently on. Looking farther seems a long road which I'm too exhausted to walk. Heck, I've been walking for more than an hour now! This is all that taxi man's fault. I'm pretty sure that everyone who has a car or any form of transportation knows that before driving up somewhere, your tank shouldn't be close to empty and if it is fill it up by the gas station. . . Well, maybe everyone except him.

"I'm sorry, babe. It's just that it's already dawn and-

"Yeah, I know. I may have lost my way but I haven't lost my eyes and brain, Alec." I cut him off, leaving him chuckling.

"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, y'know?" I rolled my eyes at his reply. "I know that. Do I have to remind you again that my brain is still intact?"

"Feisty. I like it."

"Oh my god. Stop it, Ayato or I'm filing for incest." I said whilst looking around for any cars driving here. God, I'm even willing to ride with pigs just to get home.

"Well, you should be lucky that I'm your brother. You won't see anyone as hot as me."

"You're at the bottom of my 'Hot Guys List', bro." I stated, chuckling at him.

"Anyway, can you not really pick me up?"

"Amu. Do I have to embarrass myself again into telling you for the umpteenth time that I can't even get outside? The door's jammed. I'm locked up."

I erupted into fits of laughter which resulted him cursing in the other line, again. He'd said it for three times already and it never fails to make me laugh.

"A while earlier, I find it so sweet of you offering to pick me up, now I find you just hilarious. Seems like your built is nothing against a door. No offense, but it's true."

"You're going to be so-

I groaned as the line and my phone went off. "Great! I lost my way and my phone too. Can this day get any worse?"

In just a blink of an eye and a roar of thunder, I'm soaked to the bones.

"Great. Just great." I muttered putting my duffel bag over my head, a bit uncomfortable with the containers of my necessities piercing my scalp. And believe me, it was a lot of help. Note the sarcasm.

After a few minutes of reciting 'How unlucky I am by yours truly', I shouted a 'thank you' to the gods above as headlights came blaring through the dark.

After throwing my duffel bag on the top of my case and silently cursing myself from doing so since some bottles of lotion or perfume might get broken, I walked to the center of the road, waving my hands in the air. As soon as the car came into view, I started jumping up and down in joy forgetting about the rain and the car that doesn't seem to slow down.

It really doesn't seem to slow down, at all.

I closed my eyes shut hoping for the impact, but nothing came. I slowly opened them and a blue lamborghini came into view.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?" the one behind the wheel shouted as soon as he rolled the window down and let his head out, his eyes glaring at me. Looking down seeing that his car was only a few inches from my leg, made me return his glare with my own.

"Are you blind?" I retorted back at him.

"No, I'm not. If I am then I wouldn't be driving a car or even stopping just not to run you over and trust me, I'm starting to regret that I hit the brakes." he said, rolling his eyes.

I refused the urge to kick his car seeing that breaking my ankle wouldn't be worth it so I strolled to his window pane instead, looking at him face to face.

Taking a quick glance at his blue tousled hair, fair but slightly tanned complexion and dark blue orbs, I noticed that he was quite good looking, handsome even, if his eyes weren't piercing daggers at me.

"If you weren't then you should've at least slowed down even just a little bit, what if you did run me over?"

"Did I?" he replied smirking at me with his eyes no longer glaring but looking at me up and down.

I felt heat rush up to my face and I then shuffled uncomfortably, covering myself with my black blazer, now aware of my white shirt, fully drenched from the still pouring rain which just gave him an underwear peepshow.

I coughed, slightly regretting wearing mid-thigh shorts instead of pants, seeing that his eyes trailed down my bare legs. "My face is up here."

He looked up at me, smirk still intact.

"Do you know the Vera Apartments? Can you perhaps give me a ride there?" I asked him, hoping a bee would come by and sting his lips to get the smirk out of his face and for him to give me a ride, of course.

"Hmmmm." he placed his hand on his chin as if thinking. "No." he said flatly.

"Wha-What?" My jaw dropped, disbelief clear in my face.

"I said no."

"B-but, why?"

"Has anyone ever taught you that when asking for a request, you shouldn't forget the magic word?"

I rolled my eyes then composed myself. "Can you please give me a ride to Vera Apartments?" I said through gritted teeth and embracing myself from the cold.

"U-uh. That's not it, babe." he said in a sing-song voice, clearly to irritate me more.

"Then, what?" I glared at him, hoping looks could kill.

"This is what you should say," he paused coughing for a dramatic effect. "Hot stranger with the most amazing face and body, please give me a ride to Vera Apartments and spend a hot night with me."

I scoffed. "E-Excuse me?"

"I'm giving you a chance here." he said, amusement clear on his face.

"You know what, forget it." I groaned, walking back to my luggage, thankful that my clothes are in the hard case one or else I won't have any dry ones left. I huffed, feeling the anger boiling up inside me. I'm regretting what I said earlier, he's not good-looking at all. He's nothing but a stuck-up jerk. He's an ugly monkey.

Wait, no. He's worse than a monkey, he's a-

"Come on." I shrieked at the sound of the voice, turning around seeing the guy once again with an umbrella in his hand, sheltering me with it.

"I thought y-"

I was cut off by his laughter which is so loud I'm afraid any sleeping animals nearby would be awakened by him. Glancing at him as he laugh his way to death, a green hoodie and a white t-shirt hugged his slim but slightly built figure perfectly with his denim jeans dangling low in his hips showing a bit of it's v-line. Even though he looks good, seeing him clutching his stomach from his fits, makes me silently wish that the ground will swallow him whole right now.

"Are you finished?" I snapped at him. He grinned, showing his pearly whites which seems to gleam under the light of the lamppost.

"You should've seen your face." Seeing that he's about to laugh again, I glared at him causing him to shut up.

"I know, it has a look of complete annoyance because of you."

"You know," he started taking a step towards me, stooping down to my height, his face just a few inches away from mine. "I could change that. It would be admirable to see you with a look of pleasure plastered over your pretty face."

My breath hitched. I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze and closeness, making him smirk from my response.

"Let's go, shall we?" I nodded as he grabbed my hands, making me stand up. He then wounded his arms around my shoulders and pulled me closer to him, making sure we're both covered by the black umbrella and we began walking towards his car. After making sure I was settled inside, he turned his back at me and hurried to grab my luggage, placing them at the back of the car. I then suddenly heaved out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

A strong but relaxing musk flooded my nostrils when I entered his car. A piece of fabric was placed on my seat, probably to avoid getting his black leather ones from getting wet. Bruno Mars' 'When I was your man' filled the air, suddenly making me droop from the exhaustion. I slumped down into the passenger seat, hugging myself to regain warmth. My eyes were slowly drooping and I was on the verge of falling asleep when the car door slammed shut, awakening my senses.

"Sorry about that." He muttered as he began to start his car. I started rubbing my arms and turned to face the window as he drove through the highway. He must've noticed what I was doing because he lowered the air temperature and threw his jacket on my lap.

"Thanks." I smiled at him whilst covering myself up with his jacket, giving me a nod as a reply.

The drive to the apartment was quiet and surprisingly fast. After he parked his car and got my things out of his compartment, I returned his jacket and muttered a quick 'thank you' and went towards the lift together with my luggage and duffel bag, thankful that the rain seemed to pipe down. I pressed the 14th floor button and gasped as I saw the same guy again with the umbrella on his left hand and his jacket hanged lazily on his right shoulder, showing his slightly tanned, muscled arms, joining me at the lift.

As the elevator landed at the 14th floor, I strolled out with my things on a trail behind me. I then looked over my shoulder and saw him, again.

"Are you stalking me?" I said whilst walking down the dark blue colored floor, looking for the room my brother fixed up with a prayer that my roommate is truly an angel like what Ayato said, not the other way around.

He scoffed. "I think your head is getting too big for your own good, princess."

"You do realize that you just spoke for yourself, didn't you?" I smirked at him, remembering his words earlier.

He just chuckled at my remark and went ahead of me. I breathed a sigh of relief, happy that he left and continued looking for the door with the number 1438 engraved on it.

As I glanced around, I was a little shocked at how simple but extravagant the place is. Crystal chandeliers are hanging from the ceiling with light cream walls which compliments the floor and dark brown doors.

1435. . . 1436. . . 1437. . .

"Okay, what in the world are you doing?" I stated, my voice stringed with annoyance.

"Do you have a mental deficiency or are you just that blind? I'm trying to enter my room." he said in a 'duh' tone making me want to punch him square in the face. And I'm telling you, the urge is strong

"Excuse me, but that is my room." I stated crossing my arms over my chest.

"What do you mean it's your room? This is frea-" He suddenly slammed his mouth shut and stopped fiddling his keys for a moment and turned to face me, confusion clear on his face.

"Are you perhaps, Hinamori Amu?"

I raised my eyebrow at him, how does he know my name? "Yeah. That's me. How did you. . ."

I trailed off, putting things into pieces. He's at the same apartment, at the same floor and now standing in front of the same-

"Hi, Amu. I'm Tsukiyomi Ikuto. Nice to meet you, roommate." he said, smirking at me while extending his right hand.

I can't believe this. "A-Are you kidding me?"

He cocked his head to the side and lowered his hand, looking at me in the eye.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?"

I stared at him, hoping for any signs of lies or bluffing but none.

None.

Oh, rug with a welcome sign, please eat me now.

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