Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara or any of its beautiful characters.

(A/N: Hello! I'm Ella, and welcome to my first uploaded fanfiction! I'm not new to the site, but I am a new author. Anyway, I just love Amuto, and my friend "M" and I have recently been roleplaying it over MSN. She writes for Amu, and I write for Ikuto. She's a really great Amu, and I appreciate her so much! Anyway, these are the ages:

Ikuto: 17 years old

Amu: 15 years old

Thank you, and I hope you enjoy~!)

Amu sat outside with her friends in a semi-large clearing. There were several benches in a circle and students chattered away on them. Amu was relaxing back in the bench, her new high school blazer resting across her lap. Tadase was standing in front of her and Rima was sitting next to her. They had hour-long lunches this year, but the lunches were split in two, and her other friends didn't come out until the half hour mark. Sighing, she rested back on the seat and sipped her apple juice. She had been secretly looking for Ikuto since she had arrived, but still hadn't seen the senior. Of course, she didn't let the others know about this fact, especially Tadase.

Ikuto went through the boring, unnecessary routine that was the first day of school with an indifferent expression. He didn't speak one word the whole morning, instead giving a small wave or head motion when he saw a friend. His mind though, totally contrasted his blank face. He did focus in classes, but a familiar little pinkette kept nagging his thoughts. Now that she would be joining him at school, things would be so much more...fun. He smirked—happy his little strawberry was so easy to spot—as he made his way over to the bench she was resting in. She couldn't hear him, since her attention was absorbed by her friends. Ikuto took advantage of this. He crept up behind her and snaked his arms around her neck, resting his face in her bright locks and whispering into her ear, "I missed you, Amu-koiii~"

You would think she would have realized something was wrong the moment she felt an arm wrapping around her, but it wasn't until she heard the low, husky voice in her ear that she reacted. She nearly choked on the apple juice she had been sipping, her face turning an incredible shade of red. She pressed her hand to her chest and turned her face to the midnight blue-haired male, her blush brightening that much more. "W-what do you think you're doing!" She questioned aggressively, trying to regain her composure. She was extremely embarrassed, but this was nothing new. Ikuto was always making her blush, but it had been awhile since she had seen him, so her reaction was worse than normal.

His catlike grin was mocking until it changed into a false pout, "Nn? I told you," he gazed into her eyes for a moment. Then his sapphire orbs disappeared when he nuzzled her and repeated in a seductive tone, "I missed you." He then proceeded to smirk and nip her earlobe.

Amu's face turned beet red, and as quickly as she could, she jumped up and whipped around to stare unbelievingly at the male. Her hand was cupped over the ear he had just bitten, and when she tried to talk, her voice was higher pitched than usual. "Don't just go around doing things like that so casually, you pervert!" she half shouted until she realized she was causing a scene. "Don't do that again. A teacher might see or something," she murmured more quietly, her face that ever-bright shade of red.

Ikuto's eyes widened a little at his pinkette's quite adorable expression, then softened as chuckles escaped his slightly-smirking lips. "I'm no pervert," he false-whined, "I just love my little Amu." And with the voicing of her name, his smirk melted into an adoring grin. He swiftly (and casually) vaulted over the back of the bench so that he was standing next to his beloved and loosely grasping her hand.

The girl was still so new to this whole situation, and frankly, she wasn't sure of how to take it. She had practically ignored the blue-haired boy all summer because he had gloated to Tadase once they had started dating; and she didn't like the feeling of being a 'prize'. But now she couldn't ignore him and it was clear that he wasn't going to relent. With her hand in his she sighed heavily and looked up at him with determination in her golden eyes. "Fine, you can miss me or whatever, just don't do it in public."

And his navy eyes gazed down at her victoriously. He had been delighted—no, ecstatic—no, overjoyed (on the inside) when she had finally accepted his confession. He loved her so freaking much, and he wanted her to know how special she was to him; how he would have fought a complete stranger for her, how he would take a bullet for her any day. But silly pinky was too naive to completely understand. It WAS pretty adorable though, Ikuto admitted to himself. He loved the mock-anger she displayed when he teased her, the soft, caring side that she tried to hide, and most of all, the flustered blush that always seemed to cling to her face when he was around. "Oh," he relapsed into his smirk, "so you're implying...that you want me to show you how much I missed you..." He leaned a little closer, "in private~?"

Her eyes widened and she 'eeped' quietly at the situation the other was implying. She quickly pushed him back and turned away from him. "I-I'm going to class. I'll see you after school." She announced, grabbing up Rima and Tadase before running off. Rima looked calm, but Tadase was obviously anxious. He still wasn't over her and he felt as if he could punch the cat-boy right in the face. "Amu, you know you don't have to take that from him right?" The blonde questioned her once they were out of ear shot. "I don't know what to do. This is all so new and he's so... mature!" She buried her face in her hands and Rima gently patted her back.

(A/N: Don't forget to R&R~ 3)