Wow, that was quick! Thanks for reviews from kitty.0, xXDeadlyNekoXx and SpiraTheAnimeGirl! I do not own Shugo chara, and I hope you enjoy this chapter ;) Amuto forever! 3

Btw, Everyone except Amu, Ikuto and Kuukai have gone back to their dorm rooms to pick up anything they forgot, ex. iPod's, make-up, that kinda stuff. Enjoy!

~Amu's POV~

As I stepped into the warmth of the Lodge's cafeteria, I breathed in the spicy scent of tomato sauce – spaghetti night! (We all know what happens when spaghetti comes into the picture :D )

I stepped into line after Kuukai, who had rushed right into line. Tilting my head to the side, I frowned slightly. Kuukai doesn't like spaghetti! Why did he rush in like that? Shrugging it off, I picked up my spaghetti plate and sat at one of the long benched tables which overran the cafeteria.

~Ikuto's POV~

I frowned when Amu got in line right after the soccer jock. They'd only had one so called 'moment', as Kairi had described.

Shrugging nonchalantly, I went last in line and whispered softly to the cook. Giggling, the elder woman nodded enthusiastically. Curving my lip, I turned, my eyes on the empty seat right next to Amu.

~Kuukai's POV~

Score! I was definitely winning this!

I'd ran to be first in line. Getting my food, I waited until Amu had found a seat before sitting right next to her. Close.

She frowned slightly, then seemed to think for a moment and smiled. Forking up some spaghetti, I forced in down my throat with so much forced enthusiasm, I thought I'd choke.

Inching a bit closer, I smiled down at her.

"So, how are you, Amu?"

She looked up, the smallest bit of spaghetti sauce on the edge of her lip. Not that I had any real devotion to her, but I wasn't going to let myself be out of the running all that quickly.

"I'm fine, just, you know, eating?"

I nodded and sighed. This was going to be a tad bit harder than I'd thought. I mean, we were friends, and I didn't want to lose her respect altogether.

I eyed Ikuto suspiciously. He was taking his sweet ass time, chatting it up with the lunch lady. She giggled and nodded, smiling sweetly. I watched as he trudged up to the table, to Amu's other side.

~Ikuto's POV~

Narrowing my eyes at soccer jock, I sat next to Amu. Sighing heavily, I leaned on my hand and watched Amu eat. Lifting an eyebrow, she looked at the space in front of me, where my food should have been.

"Aren't you eating?"

Soccer jock looked up, eyeing me suspiciously. Shaking my head, I looked her in the eyes, causing her to blush lightly and turn her head to one side. Smirking, I thought, Never gets old.

"Nah, they ran out of spaghetti. People who despise the stuff decided to take my share."

I gazed over at soccer jock, who was now glaring daggers at me. Turning back to Amu, I found a slight frown lining her lips. A bit of spaghetti sauce on the corner. I forced myself to close my eyes before I did something really stupid. I was not going to lose her to anyone.

"Well, you can't just go hungry! Didn't they have anything else for you to eat?"

I turned to look at her.

"Not unless you count raw spinach as a good snack."

Her frown deepened, and she moved to stand. Taking her hand, I looked into her eyes.

"Where are you going?"

She looked at my hand, and the blush reappeared on her cheeks, causing me to smirk yet again.

"I'm going to talk to the cook, just in case…um, could you watch my food please?"

Nodding, I let go of her hand, grinning in triumph towards soccer jock. She hadn't noticed him at all.

Fuming, he stood, took a hold of her glass of water and spit in it. Widening my eyes, I frowned at him.

"That's disgusting. What was that for?"

"Exchanging of body fluids; a.k.a, an indirect kiss, stupid."

Narrowing my eyes, I took the glass and threatened to drink it. He made a face.

"Dude, I don't swing that way, and I didn't think you did."

"Well, I'm not letting her drink your saliva, jerk."

~Amu's POV~

I stared at the quarrelling boy's at my table and frowned. The lunch lady had stated that there was only spinach until later tonight when they did some grocery shopping, then left in a fit of giggles, which I had found quite irritating. As I approached the table, I heard them start to argue.

"…letting her drink your saliva, jerk."

I stopped in my tracks, sparing each guy a glance.

"Pardon?"

Ikuto sat back, totally relaxed.

"I dunno. Ask soccer jock."

I frowned.

"You mean Kuukai?"

He nodded conformation. I looked over at Kuukai. He smiled sweetly.

"I got nothing to say, hun, don't worry about him."

I raised an eyebrow. Things had just gotten into the realms of freakin' creepy.

"Um, I'm Amu, remember? What's with the 'hun' thing?"

Ignoring his response, I sat and began to eat my spaghetti. Looking over cautiously, I gazed up at Ikuto.

"Uh, I got you an extra fork. You can share mine."

Ikuto took it, smirking at Kuukai. He began to eat, and after a while, everything seemed peaceful enough.

~Ikuto's POV~

Perfect chance. I noticed a strand of spaghetti begin to move her way. Forking it, I brought it to my mouth and started sucking it in. She had no knowledge of this, considering her eyes were closed. How could she give me such an open opportunity?

She frowned, keeping her eyes closed and sucking it harder. She'd noticed that it wasn't coming in smoothly. I leaned a bit closer, the strand getting me closer and closer to her. At the last possible moment she opened her eyes. When she realized what was happening she bit off the piece in her mouth and moved away. Disappointment didn't keep me from noticing soccer jock wrap his arms around her waist.

~Kuukai's POV~

I really was struggling with her. That is, until she moved right into me. I wrapped my arms around her petit figure and grinned down at her.

"You ok?"

Ikuto narrowed his eyes at me. If looks could kill… Amu jerked her head up and looked at me wide eyed.

"I'm fine…uh, can you let go of me now?"

I almost obliged myself, until I saw Ikuto smirk at me. Narrowing my eyes, I pulled her closer.

"Nah, I don't think I will."

Amu started struggling to get out of my grip. So much for preserving our friendship…she was used to this from Ikuto, maybe even Tadase, but it was totally new when I did it.

"Kuukai, please, just let go of me."

I gripped her chin and turned her face my way, inspecting her lips.

"I just want to clean you up a bit…you got your mouth all dirty."

Of course, Kairi had probably installed a bunch of camera's around. Call me paranoid, but I didn't want him thinking that I wanted to lose.

Her eyes widened as I stuck out my tongue and started getting closer to the small tomato sauce smear on the corner of her lip. Her eyes widened and she froze. I thought I was going to get my way, when a foot slammed into the back of my head.

"Ow…"

I looked up to see the rest of our group had returned, and a furious looking Utau leering down at me.

"Leave her alone! She gets enough of that from my brother, she doesn't need it from you too."

Picking me up by my waist, she threw me out of my seat and stole it, looking Amu over.

"You alright?"

Amu nodded, but refused to say another word. Rima Glared until Ikuto vacated his seat, then sat down. Yaya sat to Rima's other side. We guys were forced on the other side of the table. Sighing heavily, I realized that the game was up for tonight. The girl's weren't going to let us anywhere near Amu.

~Ikuto's POV~

Stupid soccer jock…I had been so close.

~Amu's POV~

WHAT THE HELL WAS WRONG WITH THE WORLD?

Thank god I have Utau and the others…

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