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Chapter 3: Forced Feelings

The café was buzzing with the day's news and gossip. Tirelessly, Amu raced around taking orders and making drinks. While Amu was brewing coffee, she was disturbed by a polite masculine voice. "Good morning, Amu-chan!" While she recognized the voice, she couldn't quite place it. She slowly turned her head and recognized Nadeshiko sitting at the counter. Amu was stunned; she hadn't seen Nadeshiko in years.

"Nadeshiko! I haven't seen you in ages! When did you return?" Nadeshiko gave Amu a gentle smile. "Hi Amu-chan, it's good to see you again." Then Amu realized something was amiss with Nadeshiko's appearance. "Ah, I'm sorry Nagehiko; I thought you were your sister." Amu's face flushed a dark red at her mistake. Nagehiko chuckled. "Amu-chan, there is no mistake. I am both Nadeshiko and Nagehiko." Amu stared at the man blankly before collapsing to the floor.

When Amu awoke, she was lying down on a couch with her head in Nagehiko/Nadeshiko's lap. She shrieked and sat up abruptly, causing the blood to rush to her head and make her dizzy. Nagehiko/Nadeshiko smiled gently. "How are you feeling, Amu-chan?" Amu eyed the man curiously. "What… How… Umm…" He laughed at her confusion. "In my family, boys are raised as girls until they are adults. Therefore, I am both Nagehiko and Nadeshiko. Since I am now living as a man, you can just call me Nagehiko."

Still a little confused, Amu decided to take his word and smiled at him. "It's a little weird… but welcome back." She gave a weak smile before realizing she was supposed to be working. "Umm, Nagehiko, I need to get back to work." He nodded and she scurried off. Nagehiko ordered a tea and waited until Amu's shift was over.

Nagehiko offered to walk Amu home when Tadase entered the café. His book bag was slung over one shoulder, and his burgundy eyes sought out Amu. He approached them giving Nagehiko a look of scrutiny. Amu smiled and greeted him with a kiss. "You remember Nadeshiko, right?" Tadase's face scrunched in confusion. He supposed the man in front of him resembled their childhood friend, but didn't grasp any other related reasons.

Amu chuckled nervously and Nagehiko gave Tadase a gentle smile. "It's good to see you again, Tadase-kun." Tadase simply stood in shock. "Nadeshiko… is a man?" The man in question grinned, "Yes, you can call me Nagehiko now."

Amu and Tadase nursed their shock over tea. After a while, they became a little more used to the idea of Nadeshiko now being Nagehiko. "So you two are dating now?" Nagehiko asked the question a little sadly. Amu giggled and Tadase smiled shyly. "Yeah, we have been for a while." Amu mused. Her tone had an odd tone, and Nagehiko wondered what was going through her mind. Even though Amu should have been blissful to finally be dating Tadase, she wasn't. Nagehiko reflected that he may be given a chance with her in the near future.

As it became late, Nagehiko bid the couple good night as he left the café. Being alone, the couple didn't have a reason to remain at the café any longer. "Would you like to come over for dinner?" Tadase muttered as he took her hand. "I didn't know you could cook!" Tadase blushed and tried to defend himself. "I can cook! Well… I can cook a little. What do you say?" She studied their entwined fingers and smiled broadly. "I'd love to taste your cooking!"

Amu waited in the living room while Tadase cooked dinner. She tried to help, but he wouldn't allow it, and escorted her out of the kitchen. "Geez, he's so stubborn sometimes." She grumbled something about Kiseki's influence finally taking its toll.

"What about Kiseki?" Tadase stood with oven mitts and a steaming tray of food. "Wow!" Amu mused over the delicious smelling food. "You cooked all this?" He blushed and served the food. The meal wasn't lavish, but it was definitely delicious.

Stuffed, the couple meandered off to the bedroom. "That was a wonderful dinner, Tadase." Amu complimented, sitting on his tidy bed. She absentmindedly smoothed the covers with her hand as he joined her on the bed. "It wasn't much…"

Amu's face became serious. "Tadase, about last night… I'm sorry. I just felt a little rushed." He smiled charmingly and reassured her it was okay. "It was wrong of me to assume you were ready for the next step." She blushed and began again. "I-I think I'm ready for a little more." He tried to speak, but she interrupted him. "Not for… you know… but what you were trying yesterday."

He felt relief wash over him, he hadn't been entirely too rash after all. He didn't need to say a word; he merely met her eyes and leaned in for a kiss. She was ready for it. Her lips met his and softly pried them open. His tongue brushed over hers as he pulled her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she felt his hands brush her waist.

His kissed her hungrily, caressing her back. His fingers fumbled the clasp of her bra under her shirt. Finally, the clasp came undone. His palms smoothed over her back, relishing the feel of her soft skin. He wanted more of that feeling. His fingers bunched up the back of her shirt, and he pulled it over her head. She leaned onto her stomach, exposing her back to him. He ran his fingers over her pristine skin, kissing her soft spots. She turned over, and he slipped her shirt and bra off completely. She was now topless, lying on her back on his bed. The sight of her enthralled him.

Exposed to the cool air, her nipples hardened. She gasped as he caught one in his mouth. "Tadase!" His name rolled off her lips, exciting him. He had never felt so… needy and bad. He flicked his tongue over her nipple and enjoyed hearing her moan. "Amu…" He whispered heartily. He moved to her other nipple and licked it greedily. She moaned again and her back arched upwards. He was getting an erection, and he wondered how far was appropriate for tonight. He moaned her name again and kissed her, cupping her breasts and squeezing them.

She felt a little strange. On one hand, she was turned on by Tadase's actions. On the other hand, it wasn't quite what she craved. Frustrated, she cursed herself for her inappropriate feelings.

His hot tongue raked down her belly. He reached her jeans and fumbled open the button. Surprised, she sat up. "What are you doing?" Tadase stopped and locked his innocent burgundy eyes with hers. "I promise I won't try that. You're just enjoying it so much; I wanted to make you enjoy it even more." His voice was slightly husky and horny. She immediately wanted to say no, but reconsidered. I don't feel very comfortable with all this… but I'm not even a virgin anymore! He's just so… innocent. Like I'm supposed to be… She gave in and gave him the okay.

He pulled off her jeans, and tugged down her panties. He stared in wonder at her womanhood before deciding to touch her. His finger prodded her gently and she gasped in pleasure. He had seen a few videos, so he had a vague idea of what to do with her. He slipped a finger into her and she sighed gently. Pressing his palm against her, he moved his finger in a rhythmic motion. She moaned as the sexual tension that had been building up within her was getting a release. "I-Tadase…" In the midst of her pleasure, she had almost moaned Ikuto's name. She came quickly, moaning.

His face was flushed and his finger was moist. He kissed her passionately. "Was it good?" He questioned with curiosity and lust in his eyes. She sighed and murmured a yes. Her eyes closed and she felt drowsy. She didn't show any interest in him, so he didn't push it. He brushed her hair aside and kissed her brow. "I'll be right back." He escaped to the bathroom to relieve himself.

He returned to the bed to find Amu asleep. He tucked her into the blankets and changed into pajama bottoms and a t-shirt. He crawled beside her, cradling her in his arms. "Amu, I love you." Within the depths of her sleep, she felt his words. She had longed so much to hear them, and yet they didn't satisfy her.