When the Young Ones Meet – Would you come back?

I'm sorry for not updating! I had a major exam, things got crazy, and I couldn't take the time out to write.

Italics here mean the characters' thoughts. Those starting with I: are Ikuto's thought, while those with A: are Amu's.

Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara.


The two lovers sat across the dining table, opposite each other. Amu was trying hard not to look Ikuto in the eye, while Ikuto, on the other hand, fixed his intense gaze on Amu. Ikuto's face was expressionless. No one would have guessed that his heart was thumping so fast that he thought he could die. In contrast, Amu's face was blushing so hard that one would think that she had just been scolded in front of the whole nation. But if one would to look under the table, one would realise they might actually be feeling the same way. Both were playing with their own fingers, and then rubbing their palms against the fabric of their pants, trying to wipe the sweat off their palms.

After god knows how long, Amu finally lifted her head, but it was obvious she was still trying to avoid Ikuto's gaze. "I…I… Ikuto…" she closed her mouth again, as she did not know what was appropriate to say at this point of time.

"Can you say that again?"

"Huh?"

"I said, can you say that again?"

"Ikuto?" Amu said with uncertainty, voice was barely audible here, but could be easily captured by Ikuto's sharp ears.

Ikuto smiled a smile with pure happiness. He had been waiting to hear her voice say his name since that night, when he left. To be able to finally hear this name coming out from this mouth is like being in paradise. Noticing the silence, Amu looked into Ikuto's eyes filled with curiosity. I: Her face is priceless! I can melt right here, right now. Stop it Amu! God save me! I can hold back no more!

The navy blue haired man rose from his seat. Clueless as to what Ikuto is doing, Amu sat still in her sit. Ikuto took long strides towards her, reached out to pull her small frame into his bigger frame. They fitted perfectly, as if they were meant to be. He then took in a deep breath, inhaling as much air as his lungs could hold. I: Strawberry, I was right.

"I was right, Amu. Nothing had changed." Ikuto's teasing streak appeared. True, he felt really sorry for all the time wasted, and wanted to give her all she ever wanted to make up for all the lost time, give her all his love, but this would also mean teasing.

"What do you mean?" Amu was familiar with that tone of his. Teasing from him would always bring out blushing from her, no matter how much she tries to suppress. This is something that hadn't change since all these years.

"I meant your smell. It's still the same." He took in another breath, "Strawberry shampoo huh? You haven't change at all. I was right."

"And you haven't change either, pervert." As Amu spoke, she rested her forehead on Ikuto's chest.

"I think I might be wrong, your body seems to be even well-toned." Amu's grip tightened, burying her entire face into Ikuto's chest.

"Like what you're feeling? Tell you something," Ikuto's lips neared Amu's ears, resulting in a shiver down her spine.

"I think I might be wrong too, you had grown bigger there too, didn't you?" He whispered into her ears.

"You pervert!" Amu whispered harshly and pushed Ikuto away.

I: Argh! I can't believe I just blew it! What do I do? What do I do?

A: I can't believe I just blew it! Oh no, he seems sad. I didn't really mean it Ikuto!

Amu's hand reached out for Ikuto's face. She then used the back of her hand to caress Ikuto's smooth and flawless skin. "Ikuto, I'm sorry, I didn't really mean it… I'm sorry for being found. I'm sorry for crying that night, I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry…" She whispered, tears threatening to pour out of her eyes. She swallowed hard, giving in to her tears. Quiet sobs could soon be heard. Her hand retreated from Ikuto's face to cover her face.

Seeing his lover's tears, the blue haired man's heart shattered into a million pieces. "No! Stop crying, it's not your fault. It's mine. Everything that happened was my fault. I love you, after all these years I still do, and it'll never change. Do… Do you still love me?" Ikuto pulled out all courage he had, closing his eyes for fear of seeing eyes apologetic, head shaking, answer no.

"If I said yes, would you come back? Don't think about what Kazuomi would do, because I don't care. Please don't say no because of him, please don't. Would you come back?"

With that, Ikuto leaned down and placed a gentle kiss onto Amu's lips. He pulled back and look into Amu's teary eyes.


"Look! Look look look! Daddy kissed her! Their love will grow!" Ran whispered excitedly, pulling Yoru's shirt and shaking him.

"I know, I saw! Stop shaking me! Yay, now what do we do?" Yoru whispered back, also excited by the scene in front of them.

"There's nothing we can do right now but go to sleep. Everything is going to be fine!"

"Okay, goodnight!"

The two kids skipped back under the covers, smiled and closed their eyes, thinking it's a happily ever after. Little did they know what Ikuto's answer would be?


Papers after tomorrow would be a breeze, so I finally can take the time out. Anyway, I'm still very sorry about not writing these few months. After the exam, I promise I'll update more often! Thanks for reading!