Disclaimer: I still don't own Shugo Chara or any of its wonderful characters.
(A/N: Aaaand chapter two! Enjoy~)
Ikuto's smirk yet again shifted into a smile as he watched the pinky disappearing with her friends into the distance. Ugh, her friends. The short, blonde girl was okay, maybe a little bratty at times, but the tall (but still short) blonde boy was something else. Ikuto scowled. Tadase didn't love Amu 1% as much as HE did. The kiddy-king didn't even love her for who she was, but what he wanted her to be. Jerk. Ikuto looked down and noticed her blazer and bento box, lying on the bench, and an idea grew in his curious mind. He picked up her things, and strolled off to his first afternoon class.
After a while of calming down and the bell ringing, the girl headed back to class. This one was English and none of her friends were in it with her. She had already decided when she got her schedule that this would be the worst class of the day, but it was officially decided when she walked in and saw Ikuto's younger sister. The glare on the tall, thin blonde was so harsh that the shorter pinkette was sure she could have been dead in a second. Amu had tried many times to be friends with Utau, but the girl was so lost in her world of Ikuto-love that she had never seen Amu as anything more than an enemy. That had become more than official when she and Ikuto had started dating. Looking the other way, Amu sat in the front of the class, trying to avoid the other girl as well as possible.
Ikuto sighed as he looked at the note he had to deliver (from the office) on the way to his next somewhat-of-a-class in room...E206? He checked his schedule. Yeah, E206. The bell had already rang, but he was pulled into the front office by a secretary with a sly "You wouldn't mind doing me a little favor, would you, Ikuto-san?" and a creepy wink. He was glad she just meant a green slip of paper to the teacher at his destination. He noted the slackers he saw through a window who were goofing around outside, wishing they would cut out the stupid cigarettes instead of cutting class, and then trekked up a staircase and down a hall to the room. He sucked in a breath and slid the door open.
Amu was half hunched over her desk, her eyes focused else where. The teacher was gabbing on about the rules of the class room and blah blah blah. She was really sick of 'first day' new rules. They never really changed, except for the 'Don't bring toys to school' changes to 'Don't bring electronics to school.' She sighed and her honey-colored eyes scanned the room over to the opening classroom door. She half-expected a late student, but she saw Ikuto instead and nearly choked on the air she sucked in. Now she wished she hadn't sat up front. Trying to hide behind a book, she closed her eyes tightly, wishing for the ability to make herself invisible, while Utau nearly leapt over the whole classroom just to hug the male.
Without a sound (but no doubt a slight respective bow), Ikuto took a few steps forward to the teacher's desk and handed him the note, girls all over the room fan-girling silently. Ikuto's former teacher, Nikaidou-sensei, smiled at him happily and took the note. He introduced him to the classroom, "Students, this young man here, Tsukiyomi Ikuto-san, will be aiding us this year. Please treat your upperclassman with respect. Ikuto-kun, I don't have anything for you to do just yet, so you can just study or something next to uhh..." his eyes skimmed the room briefly for an empty seat. "Ah, yes! You can go have a seat next to Hinamori-san, if you will." Ikuto's eyes flickered mischievously and then settled along with his mouth into a small, fake smile for the teacher as he uttered, "Of course." Then, he crossed the front of the room and slid into his designated desk and smiled (for real, this time) at Amu.
The pink haired girl slowly sat up and glanced over at the boy, a look of disbelief on her face. Most girls would be thrilled to have their boyfriend in their class. More would be even more thrilled to be dating Ikuto. But for Amu? It was almost like a curse. She smiled weakly at him before focusing on her book. Maybe if she didn't pay attention to him, he would mind his own business. Surely he wouldn't tease or embarrass her during class. He had some morals, right? But even as she thought this, she knew it probably wasn't true and was already starting to prepare for the worst.
He usually melted inside when she smiled at him, but this time, he frowned. She looked nervous. She wasn't just embarrassed. She was actually worried. This was a little upsetting. He didn't want to put her on edge in such a strict setting, because she might not be able to focus. Ikuto decided he wouldn't annoy her now, because he cared about her. So, after a quick, loving peek at his girlfriend, he pulled out his materials from math class and began working on the beckoning Calculus.
English class ticked by and halfway through the class, Amu didn't even realize Ikuto was right next to her. It wasn't until her pencil dropped and she went to pick it up that their hands brushed against one another. She blushed, but let her hand linger. She really did like holding hands with him. They were slightly rough from playing violin, but she didn't mind. Finally, she pulled her fingers away and smiled at him. Maybe she had been too harsh on him. He was a pretty great person when he wanted to be, and that was when she liked him most. "Hey, Ikuto…since we didn't see each other all summer, do you want to come over after school?" she whispered.
Period 4 dragged on as Ikuto refrained from gazing at his love and instead stared at his easy yet tedious arithmetic. After every problem, he would reward himself by stealing a brief glance at Amu's beautiful profile, but that was it. Well, until he dropped his eraser and leaned over to retrieve it from the linoleum flooring. His hand brushed against something and he looked up, eyes locking with Amu's. She interrupted his instinctive apology with a surprising suggestion. He grinned and nodded slightly. "Sure, thanks. Later, then~" And with that, he pulled himself back up and continued his homework, a ghost of a smile glued gracing his lips.
Amu felt a rush go through her. She had just taken a really big step and NEEDED to tell Nagihiko as soon as possible. It was weird that her best friend had been a cross dresser, but she was long over that fact. Boy or girl, Nagi was the best. Time flew by and the next thing Amu knew, class was over. She shoved her stuff in her bag and got out of her desk, half of her lingering so that she and Ikuto could walk together. "Hey, Ikuto. I'm sorry for the way I've been acting today. I probably seem really mean," she said with a frown, her eyes scrutinizing the floor.
Ikuto minded his business the rest of class, love-happy, until the bell screamed in his sensitive ears. He flinched, and then after recovering, packed up. He stood, and realized Amu had waited for him. How sweet, he thought. As they walked out, he looked at her blankly, as to keep her feeling comfortable, and let her talk. Amused, he smiled softly and added, "So mean. I thought I might just have to break up with such a mean little girl." He waited for her to look up, then patted her head and said, "Just kidding~ You were fine. I was kind of obnoxious, so sorry for that." Tiny smile.
Amu pursed her lips at him, but couldn't help but laugh a little bit at the male. "Well, at least we know we aren't perfect." She leaned into him and walked happily beside him. "Oh! But I should probably tell Dad that you're coming over. He might lock himself in the bathroom again if you just show up. I think it's 'cause you're older than me. He never really had a problem with Tadase visiting," she said, her mind wandering back to when the blonde boy had come over on a few rare occasions. "Just make sure you behave yourself."
Ikuto wanted to frown at the thought of little Kiddy-King over at her house, but kept his expression calm. "Sounds good." They stopped in front of her next period classroom and he handed her his cell phone. "Here, you can use this to call him between classes. I have to go to History." He kissed her cheek sweetly and turned after a wink. Ikuto raised his hand, indicating a wave and called out, "Later."
The girl had the cell phone clasped between her hands and a blush burning on her cheeks. Golden eyes watched the male walk away and she wasn't pulled out of her daze until the bell went off. She jumped and quickly hurried into the class, taking a seat next to Nagi which he had saved so sweetly for her. In all the time that Nagihiko knew the pink-haired girl, many boys had fallen for her, including himself on a sort of scale. But even though she had chosen Ikuto, he still stayed by her side and listened to her every complaint about him just like a best friend should. He knew just about everything that went on in her life, so when she told him that she had invited Ikuto over to her house, he was a little surprised. "You two are getting along now?" He questioned.
"Yeah. I apologized to him and we kind of made up and whatnot. Then I just, well, asked him over..." she said as she sat down, their conversation continuing on.
(A/N: Don't forget to R&R~)