Ikuto sat down at a three in a park. He grabbed his pencils and started drawing.
First came her face, which was round and held the innocence of the young girl. He wished he was back to the days when he was so innocent.
Then came her eyes, which were a beautiful tint of honey gold, shining whenever she smiled, or when the sun shined on it. He wished it would shine only for him.
Her hair was came as fourth, as it always had that cute pink colour. He grinned as she shouted whenever he called her strawberry.
Fifth was her smile, who always made his day when his stepfather scolded him. "Oi, are you done yet?" The shout of the pinkette made the him smirk. Ikuto quickly wrote something on the drawing, before he gave it to Amu.
"Here, I'm done." She blushed when she read the word on it.
"I love you."
*Paints* Godthankfully, that went well. Thank you for reading my first (short) Amuto story, even if it had barely a plot.