Issa: Hey guys, it's Issa here. This is my first story that is going to have a lemon in it, with one of my fav couples form Shugo Chara. Any feedback on the story at all will be appreciated!

Yoru: Issa-chan would also like to note that she doesn't own Shugo Chara...

Issa: Exactly. Why would I be writing this if I did?

Yoru: And please review after you read-Nya!

Ikuto awoke at exactly 3:07 am from an extremely horny, wet dream that left him throbbing in need of extreme release; in a virtually empty dorm room,save his chara.

Two months since his first encounter, and it was always the same dream. The same large eyes and soft, young skin.

The same dream that left him wishing every time it was real, that he had been milked dry and not left about to burst with seed from his swollen manhood.

Why her?

What was so special about her? Ikuto was in high school for God's sake. He had practically the entire female student body drooling after his sexy self, and he knew it.

Girls had literally thrown themselves on him in an attempt to have their way with him. Every type of girl he knew was after him; the muscle-y athletic ones, the emo-fringe kids, the unattractive ones, the nerdy ones, heck, even the innocent shy ones that reminded him so much of...

Amu.

There, he admitted it. There was no way to deny it, he was obsessed with her. Filled with lust for her. He knew he loved her.

But why?

The more he thought about it, the more complicated it became. There was no one reason he loved Hinamori Amu. He just did.

Was it her carefully guarded innocence? Her childish charm? The way she seemed to shed attitudes like a chameleon; one moment, aloof, the next sympathetic, to down right carefree?

It was all of that, and more.

He loved her backbone and her fire. He loved that even though he stood for Easter, worked as their slave, she refused to give up and let him win. She also refused to let his job define who he was. She looked past that and saw, not what everyone else in the company saw (a robot programmed to work mindlessly to death) but a young man, reduced to almost nothing to save everyone he loved.

As he shifted in bed, Ikuto's mind was brought back into focus. Damn, he thought. Usually if he ignored it, the hard-on went away by now. As he turned yet again to get more comfy in his bed, he sat upright, gasping, as the silk sheets rubbed against his member. There is no doubt about it, he thought. This isn't going to go away on its own.

Try as he might though, he couldn't bring himself to take care of the problem, only putting himself through more and more of the current pleasuring torture.

He could take care of it now, he figured, but it would continue to come back night after night when he dreamed. No, he had to take care of the problem at the root, he decided.

If he jacked off in front of Amu, he could get rid of his crazy fantasy and go on dreaming more about women his age.

It was a crazy thought but it just might work. The more and more he pondered on it, the more and more his sex- hazed mind figured it was the only solution.

Slowly, he pulled off the covers.

It wouldn't hurt right? Just climb up on her balcony, watch her sleep, masturbate, and go home. No big deal no chance of being caught, and his 'lower region' problem would be cured.

He slid out of bed, noiselessly, like the cat that his chara was born of, and searched for his boxers where he had tossed them earlier on the floor. His room was neat except for the undergarment, which he quickly found and pulled on as he made his way to his dresser. He once actually had a classmate of his ask if he was gay. The neatness of his room, his skin-tight pants? Ikuto had laughed it off. His room was clean, but the reason behind it was valid. It was one of the only things that was truly his. Easter controlled the rest of his life, so Ikuto put order into what little he could control on his own. His pants, well, that was a while different story. Besides being so similar to the ones of his Character change outfit with his chara, they were extremely comfortable, and, well, convenient. They hid all of his boners throughout the day, which frankly happened quite often (as with most horny young males).

Ikuto reached his dresser and pulled a short sleeve fitted black t-shirt from a drawer, sliding it over his toned abs and well muscled arms. In the drawer below that, he pulled out his favorite pair of pants, perfect for the occasion at hand, could he get them on and zip them up. He slid them over his legs and up to his waist before he felt his knees go weak. The simple friction of positioning his erection so that he could zip of the crotch of his pants left him seeing stars. Each movement after that, the pressure of it all made him have to remember how to breathe. But he could deal, until he made it to his destination.

Turning, he made it across the room and to the door. Placing his hand in the knob, he twisted.

"Ikuto-nya? Where are you going?"

Ikuto turned to see his own sleepy eyed kitten chara rising from its egg in the basket on his dresser.

"Out," he said simply. Hoping to avoid any further conversations and questionings.

Yoru seemed to awaken instantly. "Out?" he repeated. "Easter has more dirty work for us to do -nya?"

Ikuto grimaced. "Not exactly... Its more of a personal business." he hoped his brashness didn't offend the little cat, but his situation was getting desperate. His need to relieve himself grew with each standing, clothed breath he took. He now didn't know whether he could last to Amu's house or not.

Luckily Yoru was still tired from an Easter escapade led the night before. Without a question or second glance, he turned and sleepily floated back to his egg. "Then don't bother me 'till tomorrow," he said, the two halves of the egg closing down around him with a click to settle back in the basket.

Ikuto breathed a sigh of relief and turned the knob, locking the door behind him. Not but a few seconds later, he was out on the street, winding through alleyways and balancing fences, making his way to Amu as fast as physically possible. About halfway there, his body began to act. Sweat dripped down his face as he felt the first drops of shiny pre-cum wet his boxers... Not much longer, hold out just a little longer, came his garbled thoughts. He turned two more streets and almost sighed in relief as he saw Amu's house up ahead. Gently, using his strength and balance from Yoru, he jumped up onto Amu's balcony, almost having an orgasm right there when his balls lightly scraped the railing on the way over.

Regaining breath as he straightened out, he again almost came right then and there at the sight he saw through the glass sliding door.

Geez, he thought. I knew teenage girls were almost as horny as boys, but this is almost ridiculous. Of course, it was the kind of ridiculous that happened to be very sexy To the point of mind blowing. Looking through the window, he saw Amu, sheets bunched up around her wearing only a silk camisole, a pair of boy shorts, and by the looks of it, a thong. The clothing- or lack of it- wasn't what made Ikuto even harder (if that was possible at all.)

What made his extremely blessed lower body stand at painful attention in full glory was the position the sleeping Amu was in. Clearly dreaming, her face strawberry pink hair mussed and sweaty, she was currently humping the dear life out of a pillow, grinding on it like there was no tomorrow.

Yes, THAT was what sent Ikuto over the edge.

Issa: Hope you liked it. It's going to end up being a three- shot, with a lemon in either the next or last chapter...

Yoru: There had better be, for your's and Ikuto's sake... (-.-)

Issa: I promise, I just need help/suggestions on the lemon,

Yoru: Which means- Nya...

Issa & Yoru: REVIEW!

Issa: And thanks again! Bye!

***Update***

So guys, I was scrolling through Fanfic Shugo Chara lemons. And I saw mine. It was kinda surreal, I was reading it thinking, Damn. this is familiar... Then I looked at the author. Me.

It was kind of déjà vu... I had totally forgotten about this story and moved into other various yaoi fanfics... But it was pretty cool to see my story pop up on the first page when you search for IkutoX Amu stories on fanfic... Made my day. But as I read over the pages! I realized: it sucked. sure it was my first story like this, but that was still a nice way to say how awful it was. So, in a desperate need to redeem myself (or simply becuSe I'm bored and do not wish to work on any of my current fics, I will rewrite some parts, edit others, and maybe even add a few new chapters. What say you? :)