Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara
Amu: 15
Ikuto: 19 (I know not even close to the actual age difference but I wanted Ikuto to still be a teenager)
(Can anyone guess the song reference that was hidden in the last chapter)
Ikuto jumped onto the pink-haired girl's balcony which was wet and glistening from the rain pouring onto her house. He didn't care if it was in the middle of the night or pouring rain, it had been four years and he just wanted to see her. He looked at the door and laughed softly about how she still never locked it.
He slid the door open softly and walked in, closing the door behind him. Her room had been rearranged and made to look less like a child's room and more like a teenager's room. He saw the bed and walked over to it. He looked down at her, Amu, the girl he had loved for so long. She looked so much older and even more beautiful than she had been four years ago.
"Amu..." he whispered softly, he couldn't help but say her name while looking down at her peaceful sleeping face.
"...Ikuto..." Amu whispered, but not in a response to Ikuto saying her name, she was just mumbling it in her sleep as she turned onto her left side facing towards Ikuto, her left palm facing up next to her head and her right arm clutching onto the blanket which had been changed from a girly pink to a light blue.
Ikuto was taken aback, but happy that she had said his name even if it was unconsciously. He used the back of his hand to brush hair out of her face gently letting it linger there for a few moments. He could have stared at her face all night, but sleep was taking him quickly so he knew he should leave.
Amu moved her right hand to her face, grabbed Ikuto's hand and held it there rubbing her cheek on it unconsciously.
Amu's POV
I woke up the next morning, my vision blurred at first. I sat up and stretched out my back by lifting my arms into the air and letting out a big yawn. I felt something fall onto my lap, but I knew I had not been sleeping with anything in my hand...
I looked down and saw a hand lying sleepily on my lap and followed the arm back to whomever's hand it was, my arms still in the air. I traced it back to Ikuto sitting on the floor asleep with his head on the bed and his hand on my lap.
I didn't know whether to be happy or furious. Instead I just let my jaw drop in a silent scream and quickly scooted to the headrest of the bed.
The sudden movement stirred him and he lifted his head up sleepily.
"I-Ikutooo...?" I said poking him to make sure he was real.
"Mmm?" He responded still half asleep.
"What are you doing here?" I whispered laying on my stomach with my head next to his ear. My arms were wrapped around a pillow and my legs were up in the air playfully kicking back and forth.
He turned his head to the right and opened his eyes a smile playing on his lips. "I came to see you," he said putting his forehead on mine.
"It's 6:30 in the morning Ikuto," I replied.
"I wanted to see you so I came last night," he said. He still sounded like he was asleep which is probably why he was talking like this.
"In the pouring rain?"
"Mhmm," He climbed up on the bed suddenly, picked me up and pulled me into a cuddle between his legs, "I love you," he said as he kissed me on the left cheek.
"Uhhhh," I said blushing and trying to pull out of his grasp, but, failing... Maybe I wasn't really trying that hard ;P
"I'm going to get you to fall in love with me," he said playfully while putting his chin on my right shoulder.
"Good luck with that," I said quickly breaking out of his arms and getting off the bed. He fell forward and turned onto his side and just looked at me, not a glare or anything he was just looking. "What?" I asked a little weirded out and embarrassed.
"I haven't seen you in four years, so I'm just taking it all in I guess," Ikuto replied smiling.
I still felt embarrassed so I grabbed some clothes and ran to the bathroom to change. I closed and locked the door behind me and just slid down taking a deep breath. "Wow," was all I could say. I got changed and hit myself in the head. "Why couldn't I say 'I love you too,'?" I whispered looking at myself in the mirror to make sure I looked okay. I opened the door and walked calmly back to my room. He was still on the bed looking around. He smiled when I entered the room.
I looked away not wanting to make eye contact -being as stubborn as alway- and looked out the window and saw blue. "Ohhh!" I said opening the door and going out on the balcony. "It's blue again!"
I felt two arms wrap around me and my eyes widened in shock. I should just tell him that I loved him back right now. I took a deep breath ready to say it.
"I love you, Amu," Ikuto said before I could say that I loved him. Now that I thought about it, this had been the first time I had heard him say my name in four years. I felt a shiver go up my spin when he said it.
"Ikuto?" I started.
"Hmm?" Ikuto questioned not knowing what to expect.
"I-I... was wondering how long you are staying." I asked chickening out again.
"Until you say you love me," he replied with a laugh in his voice.
"And then you'll leave again," I said, "that seems a little... mean."
"Why would I leave once you admitted that you loved me?" Ikuto said rubbing his cheek on my shoulder.
"Admitted?" I said jumping away from. "What do you mean admitted?"
"I mean you'll finally admit to yourself and me that you love me," he laughed. "That has to be the reason why you are letting me hug and cuddle with you without any sort of complaint."
"You are just... just... so confident in yourself that you think you know everything about me!" I shouted, I didn't know why I was so upset. Everything he said had been true.
"So I'm wrong then?" he said moving quickly so that I was pinned up against a wall and our faces were only centimeters apart a smirk on his face. He said it in a way that still suggested he knew he was right.
"Y-yes," I said turning my head away.
"So why are you blushing and nervous Amu?" he whispered quietly moving his face closer.
"That tends to be a girl's reaction when a boy is centimeters away from her face and pinning her up against a wall," I said sarcastically trying to calm myself down.
He laughed with his nose and I felt the air blow in my eyes. "You are stubborn aren't you?" he laughed still not giving up. "I suppose you won't mind if I leave then? I do have to go and surprise my family." He turned to walk away when I involuntarily grabbed his arm. He turned back towards me and saw the shock on my face and smiled at it. "So you don't want me to leave huh?"
"That isn't true, you could leave and never come back and I wouldn't care," I said my "Cool & Spicy" attitude coming back.
"I would normally just smirk and leave and not come back, but I'm selfish and don't want to never see you again," he said moving a strand of hair off my face and moving his head closer to mine while putting his hand on my cheeks.
I closed my eyes tightly and tried to move my head back, but the wall behind me prevented that. He was going to kiss me, I didn't really care but I still wasn't ready for it. He saw my face and just put his forehead on mine.
"Amu, I won't kiss you until you say you love me, because I don't want to force your decision," he whispered, "I'll just have to practice some self-control."
With that he was gone. I slid down the wall and put my head on my knees and began to cry. I didn't really know why. Maybe it was because I was so happy or because I was completely frustrated at myself for not telling him I loved him.
