I narrowed my eyes, feeling numb all over.
I know I went to the doctors, since I had to get my leg stitched, after flying as amulet heart, into a tree, tryting to cathc and x-egg. Though al my mother thought I did was trip down a flight of stairs, but she took me to the hospital to get stiches.
It was very painful, but at the moment I was numbbecause in the past hour they gave me sedative drugs to heal like an asperin, and I was pretty out of it.
I topploed over to my bed as my mom helped me in bed.
Ah, sixteen year old Amu still needs to be tucked in. How attractive.
I let my eyes close and regain unconsiousness before my mother even stepped out my bedroom door.
It all went fuzzy.
~ four hours later, midnight.
"Is she awake?" Yoru asked.
"duh, she's obviously sleeping."
"Why are we in her anyways? You haven't visisted her for four years, and now your going to disobey her mother's trust again nya?"
ikuto blankly looked to the side of the room, as he glanced at the balcony he came in.
He shouldn't have come. He could visit her tomarow.
He sighed, walking over to the slide door, only to have it screech.
She should get that slide door oiled…
"Ikuto…." She whispered. Luckily, he heard. Well, not for him.
She sat up, and wobbled slightly. "What do you think your doing here?" She asked, then smiled.
" .M hvn won ..f ths drms agn.." She mumbled.
"What?" He asked, confused.
She got out of bed, and wrapped her arms around his neck. He was surprised.
Amu had never pulled anything like this before, it was way too different. Did she smoke something with a druggie or something? No, Amu wouldn't do that.
But she had no problem kissing him.
She firmly placed her lips against his, holding the romantic tension between the two. He couldn't help but kiss back.
What was she doing?
….What was he doing? She was way too young for this….. Wait, she was sixteen..
She separated the kiss from him. She looked at him with positive, calm eyes, that held positivity, and composure, with no embarrased red highlights.
Who stole Amu and replaced her with this mannequinne?
She wasn't herself, as she smiled, and combined their lips again.
Ah, nice welcome gift, yes.
He smiled at her. Well, smirked, in between their kiss.
She slapped him lightly on the cheek, separating momentarily.
"Don't smirk, I've always wanted to punch that smirk off your face.." She smiled again. "But this is only a dream, so nothing matters right now… I'll wake up, and you won't be there… And I'll wait for you forever.." She trailed off.
He couldn't help but look at her and laugh.
She thought this was a dream?
Oh, then he might as well make the 'dream' worth it.
"What are you laughing at?" she pouted.
"How amazing you are. And Just how much I missed you."
"But that's not something funny.. I' miss you."
Ikuto had a firm smirk on his lips.
"How much do you love me?" He asked, confidently.
"More than anything…" She threw her head against his chest.
"More than Tadase?" He asked.
"Of course, why wouldn't I?"
He smiled at her, and bringing her into another kiss.
"I love you.. more than anythingHe chuckled, kissing her again.
They sat there for a long time, kissing and lingering their love through passionate lip smacking.
~ In the morning.
"Ikuto…" She mumbled, waking up.
"Yes?"
Her eyes shot open, as she jumped off the bed.
"W-what are you doing here?" She gasped.
"Spending the morning with my beloved." He said monotonely.
"I meant here-here. Like in Japan? I even had the strangest dream about you last night.." She mumbled the last part.
He smirked. "You still want to punch that smirk off my face?"
She paused.
Wait,
"Huh?"
