Merp. I'm sorry. Slap me, slap me please. its punishment for procrastination. damn. it. bleh. merp xD well, here is your chapter! hm am i the only one who feels like Gunning for You is my worst story out of the three shugo chara fics i have? lol then again, i only have three...well i like this concept, i just guess i like my slave one better, and i definitely like Bittersweet :)

Ah, sigh, i am so busy with drawing xD such a sad excuse right? but it you like drawing, like me, i'm sure u understand that feeling of starting or working on a piece and then not wanting to stop forever and forever since you always find something to erase/add and at the same time while doing all this you just have to play music, right? for me its kpop and heavy metal B) quite the combo. lol BvB's "EVERYDAY, IT'S STILL THE SAME DULL KNIFE! STAB IT THROUGH AND JUSTIFY. YOUR. PRIDDDEEEEE!" followed by Nu'est's "Sandy sandy, won't you be my sandy? I'll love you etc" xD oh, music.


I stared. And stared. And stared some more. I was getting impatient, and the predator inside me just wanted to launch itself at the pinkette sitting across from me. Actually, it might not have been my predator instinct. It could've just been my ability to read the situation and awkwardness. We were sitting in a french restaurant, as in a fancy french restaurant. People here were rich. People here were high class. People here were dressed up in frikin tuxes and lacey, shimmery, dresses. And here I was, in my plain ripped jeans and black tee. Oh yeah, and with my emo blue hair along with a cross choker. Yup, and I was an assassin as well. Fitting in like a pro. How was Amu so calm? She was dressed just as casual: plain striped sweater with skinny jeans and knee length boots.

"Ah! 'Nother glass, please!" I watched silently as Amu ordered more champagne, giggling like an idiot. I should just shoot her now, I thought. No no, there are too many witnesses. And Amu would probably kill me first, god damn her reflexes. Realization hit me: this was the first time I'd been scared to try to kill someone. It was also the first time I'd met someone better than me. Ugh. The Black Cat of Misfortune was turning pathetic, indeed. "Haha, Yolluuuu, you are paying for this right?" My ears perked up (yes, perked, like a cat). Was she drunk? It seemed so. Her cheeks were red and she was bubbly and OOC. I smirked.

"No, Amu-koi, you promised you'd pay, remember?" I purred. She hicced and grinned.

"Oh yeah! Haha, you're so sweet, reminding me!" She hugged me and slapped down some cash onto the table. I watched her every move, reading her muscle movements and patterns. I wasn't going to screw it up this time. She clung onto my arm as she dragged me out the door. I didn't react. Stupid girl, what kind of assassin gets themselves drunk on the job? She definitely can't be better than me, I thought.

"Quickly, let's go." I gave her a low whisper, and lead her to the park. She gave me a confused look, and rolled her eyes.

"Are you planning to kill me here? Drunk? Since I let my guard down and we're all alone?" I narrowed my eyes. This girl... "It's not going to work." She moved closer until her mouth was right next to me ear. "I'm still faster than you even when I'm drunk. I'm not stupid enough to actually let someone as weak as you kill me." She whispered. I shivered. Just shoot her now! I growled at myself, and turned around quickly, my finger already ready to fire. My eyes widened, as I noticed my mistake.

Never turn your back on an assassin. No matter who it is, never do it.

I had a staring contest with the gun muzzle in front of my face. I never thought that I would be dominated against. I was losing. Thinking quickly, I decided I'd have to escape for the day. Like a coward. Well, no matter, survival was first priority. Like a cat, I leaped out of the way just as the gun shot, a loud bang echoing through the trees as birds and squirrels fled. Light and agile, I thought, dancing away from the next bullet and the next. Just get out of here today, it's the first day. Things will get easier.

"You know, I personally don't care all that much about this mission." Amu called, smiling. "I like you. You seem like a cool guy." Oh? What was this?

"Is that so?" I replied, smooth as silk.

"Oh don't give me that tone." She sneered. "You know I could kill you anytime. Drunk or not, a cat like you is way too slow."

"Fine." My tone became cold. "Try and kill me, I dare you." I squared my shoulders, taunting her. Just take a shot, I thought. Take it, shoot me, leave yourself vulnerable. Because that would be the end for you.

"Stupid. Baka. Idiot." Amu laughed, and it was that same laugh that seemed like it would never end. An immense pain shot through my arm, and it felt like it was on fire. I gasped in surprise as red, hot, sticky liquid coated my arm and dripped slowly down, onto the grass. "Yeah, that's right you son of a bitch, I just shot you arm. Don't expect all that much mercy from me."

"...Bitch." I spat and escaped through the woods, where there was enough coverage to protect me. Shit, I had to stop the bleeding. I tore of some of my shirt and wrapped it tightly around the wound. It instantly became soaked with red. Shit. I tapped my ear piece, hoping that the boss would be there. Static fizzled, then:

"Ah, Ikuto? Is everything quite alright? Did you deal with your mission yet?" Came the calm voice. The calm voice.

"...No sir, I've just been shot in the arm and currently, my innards are exploding out of that hole." I growled.

"Oh...Snap. Dear, dear, Ikuto." The calm tone turned playful, which made me narrow my eyes. When the boss was like this, nothing good came out of it. "I did warn you, didn't I? You should've taken care of it faster."

"God damn you, sir." I muttered, walking steadily towards the direction of my apartment.

"Oh don't you use that tone on me mister," Sly. Like a fox. The old man had a plan, I realized. However, I doubt it was going to be simple and quick. "Hasn't Easter taught you anything?" He coughed. "Plan number 23: Hostages. Tell me what that plan is, Ikuto." My eyes widened but I merely recited.

"Plan number 23: Hostages. Find out and obtain the victim's cared for possessions or people. This plan should not be used unless the victim is being too aggressive, or has been assigned as the must-do plan, as it attracts to much unwanted attention." I tched, I didn't like this plan one bit. It was too flashy, too unnecessary, too slow, too...painful. I bit my lip.

"That's correct. Now, here's a clue. Room 141 in the Reve Hospital. It might have some security, but it should be insignificant to you." I tightened my grip on my wound. "Do you understand?"

"Y-Yes, sir!" I mumbled. A rustle of leaves shook behind me and I cursed under my breath. I quickly slid behind a bush and leaped into the lowest branch of a tree.

"Stupid Black Cat of Misfortune, your one chance of escape has been ruined." A smirking Amu stalked out. I held my breath, knowing my camouflage should be perfect.

Bang. I stared at my shoulder.

Guess my camouflage wasn't so perfect...Damn. A new wave of blood cascaded over my other wound, and my whole arm was once again slick with hot, red, sticky liquid. The pain was electrifying, and I almost screamed. However, my last shred of dignity prevented me from doing so.

Last thing I remembered was falling to the ground, dirt supporting my impact, and then the world going black. And the thought: I was going to die.


Um um um...did this make sense to you? Was it okay? I'm so sorry for not updating as quick as i'd like to...:( you can shoot me with a bazooka if you want, 3rd cabinet from the left. hm, i think this fanfic will be a pretty short fanfic. don't worry, it wont end here, it just wont be like those 20 chaptered stories xD thing is, i don't plan that far ahead sometimes, like for this story, and it just gets messy ;^;

well, advice, criticism, suggestions, everything is welcome! no trolls (unless ur a funny troll :D), haters, flamers plz! it just ruins the mood...hehe well back to listening to my awesome kpop . NU'ESTTTTTT! :D :D if you like that band please message me so i can scream of happiness to you.