Yay for short chapters~ :D
Lul, jk. But fosho, this is short. Sorry, lovelies. ;_;
Got lazy I spose. :3
BTW. MICHELLE AND IKUTO DID NOT DATE. THAT CREEPS ME OUT. ALSKHDFKASBDFKLJBASKDGFAK;WBEF. EW. ;D
Chapter Four
AmuPov.
Michelle walked up to me, grabbed my other arm, and glared at Ikuto. "Leave where you're not wanted, Tsukiyomi."
"Last name basis, really Michelle? I thought we were past that." Ikuto sneered. Michelle's eyes narrowed.
"Let her go!" She yelled. She yanked my arm away from him and took off.
"What are we doing?" I yelled while being dragged. She glanced back at me and smirked.
"Running away from a gay cat!" she shouted. I looked behind me to see Ikuto chasing us, his face growing red with anger.
"I AM NOT GAY!" he screamed, attracting a few stares. Michelle snickered, grinned and ran out of the mall, me still in her grasp.
"Says the guy with fanboys!"
Michelle shoved me on to her lime-green motorcycle. "Come on, we gotta hurry." She jumped on and revved it. She smiled at the sound.
Suddenly, Ikuto popped out of the mall, panting and looking disoriented. He saw us and his eyes widened. Michelle waved to him sweetly and sped out of the parking lot.
"DAMMIT, MICHELLE!"
She smirked and slowed down a bit by a park. She handed me a helmet.
"Safety before death. If Ikuto get's worked up over me stealing you, devil knows what he'll do to me if I kill you." She laughed. I nodded slowly and put the helmet on.
"Is there anywhere I can take you?"
"Home, I suppo—" I stopped.
Shit.
Shit!
SHITSHITSHITSHIT!
I forgot about Rima!
"Never mind!" I said quickly. "Do you know Rima Mashiro?" she thought for a moment and nodded.
"Short, with long blond hair?"
"Yup! Could you take me to her house?"
"Sure. Point where she lives and I'll get there."
. . .
IkutoPov.
"Dammit," I muttered as I kicked a rock. Where could they have gone? Why am I being such a stalker to Amu? That question had popped up more than once in my head. A new question swam in. Did Amu see my angry face that I keep especially for Michelle?
Why do I care so much about a playgirl?
I slapped my forehead in irritation. Wrong choice of words. I don't care about her, I'm getting her for Tadase.
Yeah.
Out of nowhere, an image came to my mind.
Tadase and Amu were holding hands. 'A-Amu-chan?' Tadase said nervously.
Amu stared at him in wonder with her big, innocent golden eyes. 'Yes, Tadase-koi?'
'W-Well, I want to give you something…' Suddenly, Tadase grabbed Amu's face and slowly leaned in. Their lips were about to make contact when—
"Damn, what the—!" My chest felt like it had been shot. I threw my head back, trying to get rid of the fiery pain. "What the hell?"
A new voice came into the conversation. Calm down, Ikuto. It's just simply because you love Amu, nya~
My eye twitched and I sat down on a bench. "Fucking hell I love Amu. That is some bull."
It's bad to lie to yourself, Ikuto-nya! I glared at nothing in particular and held my head in my hands. Why else would you be so obsessive over her, nya? Why else would you want to take her into your bedroom and fu—
"WHOAWHOAWHOA. Who the hell are you anyways?" I said quickly, trying to change the subject.
I'm your…erm, inner self, I s'pose. Name's Yoru-nya. And stop trying to change the subject.
"Tadase loves Amu. I'm supposed to be the wingman. So, obviously I don't like her. Love is just going too far."
Why can't the wingman love the same girl as well, nya?
"Because then that'd break the wingman's heart," I frowned.
Well, then that's gonna break your heart, Ikuto, nya. You're gonna have to decide. It's either your heart or your friend, nya.
"So…I love Amu?"
;_; Why am I so mean to you guys?
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