a/n: I am sorry for not updating my other story. I currently have writer's block there…
Me: I thought this chapter was somewhat funny. In the story Utau isn't Ikuto's sister. I find it too weird… but I like her character as an antagonist…
BNH's Dad: What are you doing?
BNH: laying on my bed.
BNH's Dad: you're supposed to be cleaning your room…
(I was lying on my bed writing in my notebook)
A random baby doll in my room: She doesn't own Shugo chara or licensed thing in this story!!!! cries
Aiko's pov
"Tokyo!"
Man, you're so loud Kyoko! I thought. We were boarding our flight from San Diego to Tokyo. Hey we can't ALL be A.G. Spanos and have our own airport in Stockton, where we live!
"Shoot I can't believe he did that!" Mo—I mean Amu screamed. Huh? "Dad told everyone that we're coming back. And mom… She is probably gonna have a 'surprise' party or something!"Amu giggled.
"I hope she doesn't try to invite Utau again." Ikuto said.
Amu's POV
I felt the blood drain from my face.
Flashback
"Utau, please come to Amu's going away party!" Mom said. "She's going to study abroad in America."
She came alright! In the middle of the party Utau came to fight me.
"I can't believe you, Amu! You know I want him! Yet you're following to America, where I can't get to him!"
It turned into a big scene she was screaming and crying and my dad started to do the same because he believed Utau.
Utau tried to hit me but I dodged it and she picked up a pie… And… you can guess what happened from there…
Flashback end
(In Japan)
Rima's POV
What is so important that you have to come over now, Yaya? It's 2am! i thought. It took a lot to get *Chika to sleep! And knowing Yaya—and I do, ever since sixth grade—I be putting that baby to sleep again in a matter of minutes. This better be good Yaya!
Just then the door bell rings. I inhale and exhale deeply. I opened the door and there was Yaya… 31 years old and still wearing big hair bows. Only right now she was looking more hyper than usual. We don't blame her too much especially since we all now know she has ADHD. However Yaya was like being way out this morning.
One of her ribbons was pink the other was blue. Her shirt was pink and her shoes were blue. Plus she'd drawn pink and blue polka-dots all over her new blue jeans.
Yaya bounced/ran into the house and before I had a chance to close the door
"AMU AND IKUTO ARE COMING BACK TO TOKYO!!!!" She screamed in my face.
I heard someone fall out of bed upstairs. Chika started crying and I hear the sounds of three people running. I knew that my ten-year old son, **Jiro, was still asleep. That little boy could sleep through a typhoon.
The person in the lead was my husband. Sometimes that man—or should I say overgrown boy—really worried me! Running down the stairs with my baby… I shook my head…
"AMUTO ARE COMING!?!" that's the first thing he ask/screamed when he got downstairs. You could almost hear every baby in the neighborhood start crying. I could definitely hear my daughter crying. Soma Chika had vocals like her father. She was the complete opposite of her three-year old sister, Miru. Kukai handed me our three-month old baby.
"Hai!" Yaya said. For Yaya this is talking normally… you should have seen her wedding the preacher went deaf from Yaya shouting the vows… (lol)
"Hello, Auntie Yaya." My son, Daichi greeted Yaya.
"Hi, Daichi!" Yaya replied.
"Who's coming to Tokyo?"
"Ikuto and Amu…" She said hugging him. "They left before you were born. They have kids now. " Yaya stated more to Kukai and me than to Daichi. "Two girls," she said releasing Daichi. "Kyoko and Miki! Wait—no that's not right…" She proceeded to argue with herself about it.
"Does Nagihiko know yet?" I asked Yaya.
"No, he was sleeping." She answered.
"Yes!" I said laying Chika in her basinet and racing out of the room. I came back with an envelope. "Give this to Nagi as soon as you tell him!" I said drawing on the finishing touch in green highlighter, a cresent moon and a star.
I felt Miru's arm wrap around my leg and picked her up giving the envelope to Yaya.
"So, when do they get here?" Kukai asked Yaya.
"TODAY!"
"Today?!" Daichi, Kukai, and I gaped.
"Yaya thinks we should have a PARADE to celebrate Amu-chi and Neko-kun's return from over seas!" Yaya exclaimed with bright twinkling eyes.
How were we going to pull this one off?
Amu's POV
I woke up when I heard Kyoko squeal she reminded me of Yaya. "I hope she doesn't try to throw a parade or something," I said, turning over only on the edge of consciousness. As my eyes shut I caught a glimpse of Kyoko.
Then my eyes popped open. "It's sooo pretty," Kyoko whispered, in amazed joy. Kyoko was patting her hair and looking in Aiko's make-up mirror. Kyoko's hair… her pink hair… it was PURPLE! Well, not ALL purple just the bottom, and there was a streak on the left side.
Aiko was sitting next to her smiling. Aiko! What is wrong with you!?! You dyed your sister's hair? On an airplane? I was screaming in my head. Then I noticed Aiko's hair. Aiko's waist length black hair was now red—like that really bold red—starting about two inches from the bottom. I collapsed back into my seat. Oh my goodness….
I looked again. Somehow Aiko had managed to press Kyoko's wild hair on the plane. I must admit, Aiko is good!
All of the sudden here comes the flight attendant to interrupt my confusion. "The plane will be landing in 5 minutes please buckle up." Of course, the girls were too busy staring at their hair to notice.
I got up and took their mirrors. They looked up.
"Nani?" Aiko asked. At least she was using more Japanese…
"We're about to land so you two really need to buckle up. And Aiko, you and I and going to have a little chat later." I said stuffing the mirrors into my skinny jeans pockets. I turned around and gasped. Then I sat down quickly in my seat and buckled myself in.
Ikuto POV
"Ikuto! Ikuto!" I heard my wife whisper/yell. I could feel her breath in my face. It smelled like strawberries. I couldn't resist. I licked her face.
"I knew you were awake, Ikuto." She mumbled. I felt the heat of her face and knew my little strawberry was blushing madly. "Open your eyes. I need to talk to you."
"Nope."
"Wh-why?"
"You have to say the magic word." I said pulling my blue iPod out of my pocket. "Are you serious?" She asked. I felt Amu lean over to buckle me in. She sighed, "Fine… Wake up, Ikuto-koi." Then she purred in my ear.
I opened my eyes and smirked at her. Then I kissed her.
"Hey, hey, hey…" she said pushing me a little.
"What did you need to talk about so badly?" I asked Amu. Her face was returning to its natural color.
"Ikuto, what happened to your hair?" She asked.
I ran my fingers through it. It felt just the same as when I was 16. That was weird. Then I looked at her and smirked. "I don't know…"
Amu's POV
"What happened to yourhair?" Ikuto asked. My hair? My hair… Oh man… What did Aiko do to my hair?
"…N-nani?" I asked. "Does it look bad?" Ikuto smirked more. Uh-oh… It's been a while since he smirked like that. What… let's see… Kyoko's ten. So like, eleven years…
"I just didn't know you loved me that much, Amu-koi." Ikuto whispered to me, kissing my hair. I started blushing harder. I looked away from his face. I looked at my fingernails…
He kissed my left eyelid and then picked up my hand and kissed my fingers.
"Perverted, baka… you know I love you…" I mumbled I said, blushing madly, and raising an eyebrow. After all I had his kids. How could I not love him?
He laughed and I tried to straighten my hair. Then I noticed it. A blue streak. It was the same shade as Ikuto's hair.
"You're eyeshadow's blue too." He informed me. I already knew that my nails were blue. Ikuto did it with sharpie before we fell asleep.
"Well, guess what." I said, proud to know something Ikuto didn't.
"What?" He asked.
"Your hair is the same as the day I met you." I told him.
"What?"
"Yeah." I said, going red from the memory of falling in that stupid hole with him.
"Oh. I guess I look hot then? Huh, Amu?" My eyes nearly fell off my face from me bugging them so much. Then I turned red. It was embarrassing… I've been married 15 years and I still blush like an eleven-year old.
Ikuto, of course, laughed at this. "You're mine… all mine." He mumbled to himself putting his arm over my shoulders.
The plane began its descent and I held tightly to my husband's shirt. He laughed harder. While in my head I was doing 2 things.
1 screaming bloody murder
2 going, "Aiko, you're behind is soo mine when we land!" (aka Aiko's in big trouble…)
With Yaya, Nagihiko, Kukai, and Rima
Kukai was driving. Rima sat beside him. Yaya and Nagi rode in the second row of the mini-van.
"Now are you gonna tell me where we're going, Yaya?" Nagihiko asked his wife.
"Yep!" Yaya answered bouncing slightly in her seat. "To pick up Amu and Ikuto!"
"WHAT?!" He asked. Rima smirked. Kukai laughed. Yaya opened the letter from Rima.
"Oh and…"she started, upfolding it and read aloud:
"I knew before you!
Amu is mine. Mine!
Hahaha…
In your face Fujisaki! :P
Loserface
Sincerely,
Rima-chan!"
Nagi sweat dropped and peered at Rima as her smile widened. Yaya scratched her head. "Yaya doesn't get it!" Kukai laughed his head off. His wife's face went back to its normal bored expression except her eyes looked a little brighter than usual. " Watch the road, Kukai."
Some things never change…
*Chika is a Japanese girl name meaning near. **Jiro is a Japanese boy name meaning 2nd male.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~me: Wow! My longest chapter ever! Let's have a party… Monday….
Aiko: Why not now?
Me: while you are able to stay awake through church after pulling all-nighters or almost-all-nighters all week I'm not! Leave me alone! No need to rub it my face! Aiko…
Aiko: while Geni, our author, continues to rant… Please review.
Me: and another thing how come you never do my hair!?!
Aiko: bye! –walks away—
