Amu: 16

Ikuto: 19

Tadase: 17

Utau: 17

Aruto: 38

Souko: 34

Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara Peach Pit does.

.::. My Lover Complex .::.

Ikuto came home once again, disappointed. Not only had he not convinced Amu to come back but now he had to convince Kukai to actually like the blond of a sister. "Oh fuck this shit!" He all but groaned as he headed to his room, closing the door behind him.

Once inside, he only stared. Screw Utau and Kukai for the time being. Amu should be here. He couldn't help but trigger his memory back to the last night she was in here; her naked limps entwined with his; her moans and pants for his touch; the sound of her sigh, her smile. Her eyes...the glorious colour of honey shimmering up at him and him alone. He could even remember the exact words he described to her.

"I said this once and I'm going to say this again. You're beautiful."

Ikuto groaned, shaking his head to rid of the memory. He didn't need a trip down to the night where they spent their first and last night together in his room before disappearing the next day. It only opened the already angst wound that refused to close.

The time was one in the morning, yet the energy pounding within his blood refused his eyes to close and sleep. He felt the need to stay up and well, talk to someone. Knowing Amu, she'd already be asleep with that cute, relaxed smile she wears. Ikuto began to wonder what it would have been like if he woke up with her; what expression she'd make, the way she'd hog the bed, if he'd have his arms wrapped around her...

He pulled out his phone and scrolled down to his contacts. Once he sought out the name, he pressed their number and waited until they answered.

"Hello?" Came the tiring voice.

"Kukai? Hey man, what's up?"

"Ikuto? The fuck are you calling me for?" He could just picture the brunette wishing him a curse in his sleep head way.

Ikuto plopped himself on the bed. "It's a Saturday. I don't expect you to be asleep at this time."

Kukai yawned over the phone. "When you have to babysit your neighbours kids, you get exhausted easily."

"Well, that must suck."

"You have no idea," Kukai groaned. "So explain to me why the hell you're calling this late."

Ikuto swallowed as he stared up at his ceiling, feeling every ounce of his beating heart coming close to spilling everything. "I miss her, Kukai."

Kukai didn't need to ask who her is, finding it hard to imagine what sort of situation his best friend was facing. "I heard from Utau that you found her."

Ikuto scoffed. "Did she mention the part where she ran away?" Kukai didn't respond. "This is the thing man; I don't know why she's running away from me, let alone people that treat her like family."

"Have you ever thought that maybe it's because it's not her own family?" The midnight blue hair man could just imagine the confusion and frustration printed on his best friend's face when he didn't respond. "God Ikuto! Have empathy instead of forcing her for once. She obviously needs time to sought out where her life is going from there. Yeah man, congratulations! You won yourself a girlfriend that you cherish. But have you really thought of what she might actually need before stepping into that bubble of a relationship? From the way I see it, you guys are pretty serious about each other."

"We are," Ikuto quickly agreed, wanting to point that out. "Dude," he said, slightly chuckling to himself. "I proposed to her at the club for Christ sake. I can't see how serious she wants me to be."

Ikuto could see Kukai jumping off the bed in exasperation. "You proposed to a minor? Are you a fucking retard or something? Who the hell proposes to a sixteen year old while dating for five months? What's gotten into you?"

And what did Ikuto had to reply with? A laugh of course. "Hey, it's not funny!" Shouted Kukai on the other end. "You've seriously lost it mate."

"Ah, I just can't help it, Kukai," he whispered, chuckling while staring off into his head. "I can't help but fall in love with that pinkette. She's my ideal girl, the perfect one. Oh! Like when she pouts or retorts back to me for saying something extremely perverted. She's not afraid to yell at me or make me mad. Then again, I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I made her upset. If anything, I'd apologise again and again with dozens of roses to make it up to her. Man, I'm becoming a mushy guy here. But, I think that's what love does to you, you know? It breaks your shell and exposes the rawness in you. Oh man, what I'd do to see her smiling again; those pink lips parting as a giggly laugh forms out of it. Oh god, don't get me started on her eyes too! I've got an angel as my girl, Kukai. Really, sometimes I feel like the demon who selfishly fell in love with Gods' most beautiful angel there was known. I shouldn't deserve her, but my want grew and therefore, I took her right under His hand. There's no way in hell I'd give her back to anyone...Kukai?"

"Hmm?"

Ikuto sat up from his bed. "Are you even listening to anything I'm saying?"

From Ikuto's perspective, it almost seemed like he grumbled. "Yeah, I heard that you love her. Great. Awesome. Can I go to sleep now?"

Being Ikuto, he hanged the phone up without a second thought before slumping back into his bed. Of course Kukai wouldn't understand how he's feeling. This...this feeling of being in love with someone. Why couldn't he have experienced it before...?

No! The thought of loving anyone but Amu flashed a blade through his heart. Whatever had happened, was meant to happen. Their lives were supposed to be exactly how it is today. Although, many decision making wasn't exactly great and a memorable thought. Even so, being the selfish guy he is; Ikuto wouldn't chose to turn back time to change anything. Not even for the time she left him, because her own actions made him realize that living without her, is hopeless.

He silently thanked his pinkette before his eyes closed...

And suddenly opened. Remembering the promise he'd made to Utau, he sighed in frustration. I'll talk to him tomorrow, before slumber called him from the depths of darkness.

Amu couldn't keep the smile off her face as morning risen from her sheets. This day was going to be great. She could smell the delightful air as though it was a food ready to be eaten on the breakfast table.

Gently getting out of the covers, she trotted out of her room to be greeted by Yaya, eating breakfast on the table.

"Morning!" Amu chirped, getting a bowl and adding cereal in it. Yaya replied with a mouthful of cocoa pops. Amu couldn't help the giggle coming out of her; Yaya was surely, and forever will be, a kid.

However, between the two, Yaya could smell the difference between being happy and who made her happy. "Amu-chan seems happy this morning."

Amu swallowed before smiling. "It just seems like a great day today, Yaya. It's like waking up to a room full of sweets."

Yaya considered this and beamed. "Like, having a bed made of marshmallows, and blankets and blankets and blankets of ferry floss?"

If this was any other day, Amu would've patted Yaya's shoulder and be excused. Therefore, it was a surprise to Yaya when Amu laughed with her. "Don't forget the spa of chocolate. Oh! And showering in different flavours of ice cream. If it were me, I'd bathe in chocolate milk, because I know that Ikuto loves his milk and choc—"

"You saw Ikuto yesterday, did you?"Amu stopped talking and faced the auburn hair girl, grinning down in her cereal. "I would have guessed otherwise if it weren't for the usage of his name."

Amu blinked before a storm of blood rose to her cheeks. "I-It wasn't like t-that. I just happened to use his n-name because of what he l-likes."

Yaya rolled her eyes. "Amu, you can drop it. I know you didn't go to the library last night."

Having no other choice, Amu slumped back in her seat. "I didn't mean to lie to you about where I was going. It just...I mean, I kind of—" She stopped when a hand was held to her face.

"You don't have to explain. I'm not telling you this so I can yell at you." And to show what she said was true, Yaya naturally let her eyes at ease and her tongue playfully out. Amu could almost cry; she hadn't meant to lie to her best friend, or her mother for a fact. Instinctively, she just wanted time and freedom to just do...whatever. She felt careless in the moment to be there of all places. She doesn't have room in her heart to regret such a decision. Not when Ikuto came...

"When are you going to go back?" Yaya asked, bringing Amu back to reality. Having asked to repeat the question, Amu replied with a shrug.

"I don't think it's appropriate to go back and live with your boyfriend, Yaya. But in all honesty, I don't think I want to go back there. At least not in my current teenage years."

Yaya couldn't stop the gasp that escaped her lips. "What? Are you breaking up with Ikuto?"

"What!? No, no never!" Shock was clearly written on the pinkette's beauty. "I would die trying to even utter those words and mean it, let alone act upon them. No," her voice matured back into a decent level. "I'm not going to do such a thing that will hurt both of us. But," this got Yaya on edge. "That doesn't mean I'd want to see him."

Watching Yaya's face transform from confusion to disgust set Amu in explanation. "I'm not ready for whatever he's planning, Yaya. Last night—and I don't know if he meant of not—but he proposed. Right there and then. It struck me to even think Ikuto is capable in making a decision based on these five months we've shared. A commitment like that needs maturity in both parties if they'd want to be more than just their best friend. Ikuto is my best friend I could ever ask in a relationship. But wanting to be more and starting possibly a family...Can't you understand why I left when I did? It's becoming too much, too fast. I don't even know where I want to be in life."

Having heard this, Yaya could only part her lips. If being surprised as its limits, then this was surely the stop sign, right? Before she could do anything else, Amu's figure stood from the table and walked away with the bawl of her soggy cereal. Yaya just stared at the empty seat next to her.

Closing the door behind her, Amu set her bawl on her desk, reaching for her phone to scan her music. Once unlocking it, she noticed a small icon next on top of her screen. She hesitated before opening the new message.

Her heart beat in her throat as she read the name of the sender. It was from her Aunty, Yukari. Amu distantly remembers her from having to live with her grandparents. She smiled sadly at their last encounter before reading the message...

And gasped, having a hard time to breathe. Her eyes in taking the six words that folded her heart inside out.

We're coming to take you home.

A/N: Thank you everyone for the tons of reviews and alerts and favourites! Your reviews were one of the most amazing things I have received; you guys are what keeps me writing. I hope you guys are still keen on this story because I have a lot more to give you!

In response to your reviews, the ones that are (most likely) needed answering, here it is:

-XxXDevilXLynxXx (as Guest 1): Haha yeah, it is from book one where Utau tried to help Ikuto with getting Amu. In return, she wanted his help to getting Kukai (:

bluesky: Yuki is my OC and one of Ikuto's security for his club. Hope that helped.

If there are questions wanting to be answered, PM me and I'll respond.