"Are you okay, Amu?" The boy clad in black garb approached the pink haired girl.
"Go away."
"Amu…"
"You didn't need to do that!" The girl exclaimed, projecting her words into the face of the boy standing in front of her. She was out of breath from running away. Now, she was in the tunnel of a subway. The lights were dim; there were cups and chip bags sprinkled all over the paved floor. It was dark out, which made the subway lighter by contrast.
"Why didn't you just shut up?" Tears were rolling down the girls face, in torrents. The boy took a step closer. She crossed her arms. "You're always like this. Why are you so set on ruining my life and interfering like this? I hate you."
"You don't hate me."
"I do! Ever since the day we met you've been only trouble for me." The boy took another step closer. They were now less than a foot away from each other. "You may not like Tadase, but in case you haven't noticed, I do! But now he probably hates me."
The boy pinned her arms against wall behind her. "I'm sorry that I don't like Tadase, my rival." Ikuto was so close now, that Amu could see herself perfectly in his cool blue eyes. She quickly turned her head. "I don't feel like you'll have a good life with that kid."
"And you think that I'd have a better life with you?" she glanced at him.
The blue haired boy smirked. "Yes, I do."
Amu blushed intensely. Thoughts flooded her mind, naughty thoughts of what Ikuto could be doing to her. She quickly took a mental flyswatter, squished the thoughts and returned to reality
"Well, your reasons for why my life would be better with you are one-sided."
"Are they, Amu-chan?" Ikuto whispered into her ear. Amu could feel his breath against her ear, sending a chill up her spine, pleasurable chills. Amu had been so mad at Ikuto that she had completely ignored her emotions. Had she felt something for this black cat before her? She would definitely fall right into his arms if they continued like this. "Do you truly believe that?"
"Yes, I most certainly do." Amu heart was pounding with fists against her chest.
"Aww…That hurts…" Ikuto replied in a saddened voice.
"Well, I'm sorry about –" Amu trailed off. She was, once again, caught by his alluring blue eyes. They pierced her. She felt as though she was exposed before him, naked. She crossed her legs.
"You are such a bad liar." Ikuto continued his stare. "Why are you crossing your legs."
"You're in my personal bubble,"
"Just admit it."
"What?" Amu knew exactly what me meant, but she wanted to prolong this whole event.
"That you like me."
"I most certainly-" She was cut off by Ikuto's lips crashing against hers. Amu's eyes widened at his action. She had to stay sane; she couldn't let this go on, even though this was exactly what she wanted. She felt his arms give a little, so she took the opportunity and slapped him.
"This is what I'm talking about. You're hot and then you're cold. One moment you'll be pushing me a way, and then the next moment you'll be clinging to me like a baby. Just – "Amu was now crying once more. "Make up your mind because – because- I- I- like you!"
Then, Amu crashed her lips into Ikuto's, but this time it was much more passionate. Amu felt as though she was flying through the air. Sailing above the clouds. The kiss sent shocks through Amu's body, small shocks of pleasure. She moaned into Ikuto's lips as he licked her lips, begging for entrance.
"Done yet?"
Amu opened her eyes. She was back in her room.
"How did I get here?" the pink haired girl looked around the room frantically, as if needing assurance that this was indeed her room. The cat boy just smirked.
"You've been out for some time so I waited here for you to wake up." He smiled, but Amu turned away from him, crossing her arms.
"I'm still mad at you."
Ikuto jumped onto the bed, trapping her arms beneath his hands against the bed. "I heard you in your sleep." Amu looked up, trapped in Ikuto's eyes once again. "You're one naughty girl." He smirked.
Amu forced herself to look away. Every second she looked at him, the more inclined she was to do something that she most likely would regret later. She could feel Ikuto's breath on her neck. She had just had an amazing dream with Ikuto so her resistance against him was already at its limit. He didn't care.
"Ikuto… stop…" Amu moaned. Ikuto's lips lingered on her neck. Amu's mind had gone to mush. She tried to slap him, forgetting her arms were trapped, couldn't.
"Ahh…what's the matter, my Amu…?" Ikuto purred as he placed himself on top of her completely, closing the gap between them by a significant amount.
"Just….do it…" Amu gave up. She had given up a long time ago, back when she was in her dream. She just wanting to make herself go farther, but she didn't go too far.
"Oh, don't worry." Ikuto removed his hands from her arms. But just as he did so, she launched up and wrapped her arms around him, switching positions. "Hmm…I'm interested to see what you are going to do…"
Amu looked directly into Ikuto's eyes another time; his eyes filled with lust made her feel like she was exposed. "This is only going to happen once in your life time, so you better make the most of it."
"Oh, I understand." Ituko smirked again. Then, Amu locked lips with Ikuto.