This is the second chapter. Hopefully you will like it…hahah. Thanks for reading (:

Recap:

He shook his head and pushed himself off the wall.

"I have nothing to say to her. She left us without saying anything to anyone. I'm leaving."

Listening to his words made me ache. His voice, deep and soft like velvet, was filled with sadness and a slight bit of anger. While I sat there shocked, he walked out the door. Utau was shouting his name.

Before I knew what I was doing, I got up and ran after him. When I caught up to him walking down the road, I planted myself in front of him. He glared down at me.

"Move."

My face fell a little bit, and his glare softened. We stared at each other for a while.

"Do you hate me?" I asked, breaking the silence.

He stared at me for a little bit after I asked the question. I think he was trying to think of what he was going to say. I just hoped that he would say no.

"I don't know," he said after a while, breaking my heart. "I hate what you did."

I almost sighed with relief. That was better. Much better.

"I'm sorry. So sorry. You don't know how much I regret leaving and how much I hated to leave. I had to leave, though. For Ami. She needed me and I didn't know how to tell you…" I rambled on, trying to make sense of what I was saying.

I felt a hand clamp over my mouth, shutting me up. My eyes widened as Ikuto removed his hand. He smirked.

"It might take a while to forgive you…but I think I can."

I felt like every trouble in the world had been lifted off my shoulders. I hadn't given it much thought about how Ikuto would take it, and I probably should've. I mean, we liked each other, maybe even more than liked. I should've known he would have been upset.

Before I could think about my actions, I hugged him. I was so relieved and happy. He hugged me back, his strong arms tightening around my small frame. It felt so…natural. I wished we could have stayed like that forever, but too soon for my liking, he pulled away.

"We should go back," he sighed, his eyes closed. "It is your party after all."

We walked back into the house. Everyone was waiting in the living room, anxious. As soon as Utau saw us, she rushed to us.

Suddenly, she raised her hand to slap Ikuto. He grabbed her hand swiftly, lowering it to her side. She tried to yank her hand out of his grip, but failed.

"What the heck is your problem, Ikuto?" she yelled in his face. I could never get why they fought like that, being brother and sister. Ami and I never fought like that...I guess I just couldn't fight with her. I miss her so much.

"Nothing is my problem anymore. Let's just get on to this dinner."

She looked at him angrily, stomping away into the large kitchen. We could hear her slamming the cabinets and yanking open drawers. Ikuto just chuckled. He looked at Kukai.

"You better get in there before she breaks the kitchen."

He nodded his head rapidly and rushed into the kitchen. The crashing around stopped after about a minute.

We waited in the living room for about half an hour before dinner was ready. We were having fish, rice, chicken, ramen and other little dishes. For dessert we would have taiyaki and mochi. It was an awkward collection of food, but we weren't about to question her. We all knew she chose the dishes specifically for all of us.

"It looks delicious, Utau," I said, eyeing up the food.

"We all know you like your eats," Utau joked laughing. Everyone laughed along with her, including myself.

Over dinner, we talked about random things. Colleges, jobs, living arrangements. They ask if I will be living with them, and are disappointed to hear me say no. The bounce back quickly when they find out my apartment is just across the road.

"So, are you all unpacked yet?" Tadase asks, very curious.

"No," I sigh, "My stuff will get here tomorrow. It's gonna be a pain in the butt to unload all that crap."

"I would help you Amu, but I have work tomorrow," Tadase admitted, looking apolegetic.

I sat there helplessly as everyone said why they couldn't help tomorrow. I felt bad, but I was quite annoyed with them. They only one who didn't say anything was Ikuto. I looked at him hopefully. He ran a hand through his shaggy hair, sighing.

"I guess I'm not doing anything tomorrow. What time do you want me to come over tomorrow?"

I smiled hugely. "Is around one okay?"

"Sounds good. Do you need anything done tonight?"

I thought about it for a minute, then a bell went off in my head.

"Come to think of it, my mattress is on the top of my car. Do you think you could help me unload that after dinner is over?"

"No problem."

Now that everything had been figured out, we continued our happy chatter about everyone's lives. Ikuto and I left around 12AM.

We crossed the road, reaching the only expensive thing I owned: my car. It was a yellow, four-door, 2010 Dodge Charger SXT. It was the last thing my parents had given me before I left. They called it a "parting gift". I knew they got it, though, because the last few years had been all about Ami, and they felt guilty.

Ikuto raised his eyebrows. "Nice car."

I draped my body across the front, giving it a protective hug.

"Thanks. It's from my mom and dad."

"I figured," he said, smirking. "I didn't think you could buy something THAT expensive yourself."

I stuck my tongue out at him playfully.

"Shut up. Help me get this ugly mattress off my baby. It's suffocating her."

He laughed, then proceeded to help me untie the mattress from the top. The thing was freaking heavy, so it was very helpful that Ikuto was there.

"By the way, thank you for helping me today, and tomorrow. I would've probably died tomorrow without you."

"Aw, Amu," he cooed. "Getting so lovey-dovey so quickly now?"

He looked at me with that stupid smirk spread across his face. It made me want to hit him. Well, not so much.

"You're so stupid."

"And you love that."

I rolled my eyes, but smiled. Ikuto had an interesting sense of humor, but out of everyone, I was always the one who laughed at his blunt attitude and stupid jokes.

"You know," he started, coming towards me. "I really did miss you."

What he did next took me off guard. He walked over and wrapped his arms around my waste. His massive, 6-foot frame overpowered my small stature. This was odd for Ikuto. He was never the type of guy to show any kind of emotion in public. Once I got over the shock, I wrapped my arms around his neck, burying my face in his chest. He smelled so good, yet he didn't have to try.

He pulled away, looking me in my eyes with a serious stare.

"Promise me you will never leave me again."

I stared back into his eyes, lost in them. Lost in the hurt, the sadness, and mostly the determination.

"I promise."

He relaxed, smiling.

"Well, let's finish getting this bed inside."

After shaking off the moment, I fumbled with the tight knots until Ikuto came over and swiftly untied them. He finished untying the rest of them, joking about how mentally impaired I was.

"Whatever. You're just jealous."

He scoffed. "Jealous of what? Your stupidity?"

"Uh, no. That I'm just so smart, I get everything wrong."

He laughed. "That made no sense. At all."

"...I know," I gave up, just laughing it off with Ikuto.

We continued cracking jokes at each other all the way up the stairs, dragging the giant, queen-sized mattress with us. We finally made it to the 7th floor, panting. I flopped down on the mattress in the hallway. We still had about twenty yards before we made it to my door.

"I'm so tired," I dragged out dramatically. I didn't want to move.

"What's your room number?" Ikuto asked, trying to hide the fact that he was dying inside as well.

"Twenty-seven. Why?"

I felt the bed move under me. I looked up, and saw Ikuto dragging the mattress down the hall toward my room.

"What are you doing?" I asked, confused.

He didn't answer me. Once we got to my door, he came over and reached into my pants pocket. I had no clue what he was doing until he grabbed my key to the door. He went to the door and unlocked the door as I got off the mattress.

Wordlessly, we got it through the door, across the empty living room, and into my room. The room was fairly large with an on-suite bathroom, walk-in closet, and a balcony with a pretty view of the city.

When we got the mattress into place, we both fell on it simultaneously. That got a laugh out of me and a smile out of Ikuto. We layed there staring at the ceiling. It was a comfortable silence. Slowly, I felt my eyes close and I fell into a deep sleep.

Ikuto's POV

As I stared at the ceiling, I heard a soft, steady snore. I looked over and saw Amu fast asleep. I smiled, watching her small figure. She was curled up in a ball, her arms wrapped around her body. Then I thought about it. She was probaby cold.

I got up quietly, taking her roomkey and making my way out of the apartment. I walked quickly over to my house, grabbed a few blankets and pillows, then ran back over to her apartment. Everyone at the house was asleep, so this was a quick job.

She was still asleep when I came back, and for that I was thankful. I unfolded the blankets and draped them over her sleeping form. She immediatly looked more comfortable. Without giving it any though, I crawled into her bed. I layed next to her, her body curling up comfortably next to mine. I fell into a satisfying sleep, laying next to my lost love.

That's the second chapter (: Please review!