My Sister's Keeper is so awesome ! I couldn't stop reading that book, and now I shall be an official fan of Jodi Picoult :D

Happy birthday Daddy :D Thank you for being such a great and helpful person when you're not too busy being a pain in my ass. And I put this here because for a while now, I've had a hunch that he installed a key-logger into my computer. I'm not one who says things out loud, so I'll just put it here for him to see ^^ After all, he knows that I write FF. And instead of discouraging me from doing it anymore, he now enjoys giving me pointers on how to improve. Kind of awkward, but still. It's the thought that counts :)

Oh, and I use GMail. So when I saw an advertisement for "I Just Wanna Kiss" there on the top of my inbox instead of those really messed up cooking tips and quotes I normally see, I swear I practically screamed. I was smiling so big, I felt like a huge dork on the inside. But I could care less :)

Hm... I'm also starting to like Ikuto x Utau again o_o I guess they'll be my new favorite couple if Amuto doesn't work out. Either way, I'll still write Amuto for fanfiction :)

miruku-chii: Hm... I'm not sure. I guess the amount of chapters will depend on how much I write per chapter. But if it all goes to plan there's going to be about... four. But I'll probably figure out some way to make it longer.

kawaiimiyu-chan: Ah, so you live in the Phillipines :) Lucky. I've always wanted to live either there, Korea, or Japan. I love BoA. I practically worship her. And I like KARA too, except I like Wanna and Mister more than Honey. But I still am a big KARA fan either way ^^

hapiez ureshikatta: .... Log out and log back in using the computer you want? o_o That's certainly worked for me ever since forever.

Amuto4eva: *sigh* You know, I would honestly really love to respond to this review right here and now, except it would take up too much room. Just the response to about a fourth of the first paragraph alone was over 500 words. And not that it's just you or anything, but I try to keep all my review responses short (three lines or less.. at least it's that from my computer, which has an abnormally large dimension ._.). Anything longer I would respond via PMs, AIM, email, etc. But I don't have that kind of option for you, since you're an anonymous. Give me an alternate form of contact, and then maybe I'll send you what I have to say using that. I have a huge feeling that there was a huge misunderstanding, on both our parts :\ Besides, my explanation for that is really quite personal and I'd rather not have it displayed at the beginning of my story for all to see. But one thing first: if you're so sure you know how this is going to end, then why don't you try? Tell me how it's going to end then :)

Otaku-for-life: o_o *smacks self*

Angel of Randomnosity: Thank you ^^

Amuto20174: Well I've got school work too, so I can't update like I used to :) Plus, I've got other things in life that I'd like to do also... and some like school that I'd rather not do :\

vampire-fetish15: I wouldn't know xD I'm still in 8th grade, meaning I'm still trying to figure out what boric acids are.

jezra_8: Perfecto = not me :)

xXStrawberryVanillaXx: I'm still in junior high, except all these horror stories of high school I read in my reviews are really scaring me D: Don't worry though, if worse comes to worse, I shall help you burn down the schools of the planet ! :D

xhappily-randomx: Awww thanks x)

.'.Sympho.'.: Cute better not be illegal ._. or else my room would have been knocked down by a government wrecking ball years ago.

Saicy: Thank you :)

ArtGrrl-Sunna Bluecat: That's why I try my best to never get sick (always eating healthy, try my best to get a decent amount of sleep, etc.). If you go to a school like mine, which has a test almost every day, if you're out sick for even half a day you'll be behind beyond the point of ever catching up again :\ And please, don't compare me to J.K. Rowling. I mean, I really admire her styles of writing and all, but I really hate the Harry Potter books.

Dark Midnight Dream: Ahaha thanks ;) I got the idea from the magic beer commercial that inspired me to write this story.

Chapter 2 Reviews + Chapter 3 Reviews + 3 = Chapter 1 Reviews :(

So I've been thinking, maybe the sudden drop in reviews is my fault :\ So I want some criticism / suggestions to improve my writing.


"And suddenly I knew what became of those balloons that slipped out of children's fingers to float freely through the air: they were the loves that slipped out of our fists; the blank eyes that rose in every night sky."

Chapter Four: It's Fantastic !

Amu practically jumped up five feet when she heard a soft knocking on the front door. She couldn't figure out why she was so stressed out; why she was trying so hard to make herself look presentable to the man who was standing just on the other side of that door. Otherwise known as, Tsukiyomi Ikuto.

Sure, she had agreed to this "first date", as Ikuto had called it only the night before, but the whole thing still felt a bit unreal to her, as if she was just imagining it. The exact same way their last encounter had felt.

Just at the memory of it, Amu felt her cheeks heating up to their trademark red tinge. Even now, over twelve hours afterwards, she still couldn't get over it. Any of it. Everything from the soda spilling all over her hand to the little makeshift ring made using a can tab was still fresh in her mind.

The pink haired girl felt her left hand slowly rising up to the crook of her neck, feeling a small surge of relief when she felt the thin silver chain that was still handing from her neck. As it to reassure herself further, she pulled the remainder of the chain out from where it was tucked under her shirt. She couldn't help but smile when she saw the soda tab dangling from the think chain. Last night, even after Amu had arrived home, something inside her didn't want to take the small piece of metal off of her finger. So she just decided to keep it there... at least until she realized how uncomfortable it would be to try to sleep with that thing around her finger. But even then she couldn't seem to bring herself to throw that ordinary piece of metal into the recycling bin, like she had done with every other soda she had drank. In the end, she hung the tiny tab on a chain, wearing it around with a necklace.

A louder, sharper knock on the door reminded Amu that she was keeping someone waiting. She quickly shook her head, ridding herself of her previous thoughts.

Why was I thinking like that anyways? It's just another piece of aluminum, from another normal can of soda. But I guess it could count as special, since it was the first ring I've put on for... anything.

"Amu..." Ikuto's voice floated from outside her house and into the room Amu was standing in.

"All right, all right!" Amu shouted back, and the knocking instantly ceased. Letting out a huge sigh, Amu quickly checked herself one last time in the mirror to make sure she looked presentable. She couldn't help but frown as she swept yet another strand of her bubblegum pink hair away from in front of her face and behind her ear. she had to admit that she has looked better, but considering Ikuto's impatient door-knocking was beginning to start up again, it would just have to do for now.

Amu rushed to run over and yank the door open just as Ikuto was about to knock again. She glared at the figure lazily leaning against the doorway.

"Geez," She complained, stepping out and closing the door behind her. "Ever heard of waiting?"

Ikuto smirked.

"Actually yes," He said. "But I've never heard of waiting this long."

Amu raised an eyebrow.

"How long?" She asked. Ikuto's smirk widened.

"An hour and a half."

Amu's jaw dropped.

"You're kidding."

"Nope."

Amu sighed again. The two of them began walking away from he house and down the street.

"Okay whatever," She said in a resigned tone. "So I was taking a little too much time. So now what are we going to do?"

Ikuto shrugged.

"Actually," He said slowly, as if this was something he really didn't want to say. "I was hoping that you had an idea."

Amu suddenly stopped walking to glare at Ikuto accusingly.

"What do you mean 'I was hoping you had an idea'?!" She demanded. "You were the one who asked me to go on this date. So you think of something!"
Ikuto silently shrugged again. He averted his gaze to the ground in front of him instead of at the girl walking beside him. Amu groaned.

"And to think that I could've have been doing other things today!" She whined. "Something more useful!"

Ikuto frowned, obviously not happy with this.

"Fine then," He said flatly. "If you really think that this is really that much of a waste of your time, then fine. Just go then."

Amu stared up at him with, truly shocked. She didn't expect him to react like this, for him to give up so easily.

It almost made her feel bad enough to want to stay a little bit longer.

She gave him a small tug on the edge of his sleeve, shuffling her feet.

"Well..." She said in an equally soft tone, staring up at Ikuto with wide eyes. "Maybe I was lying... I really don't have anything better to do. And to be honest, I kind of want to stay here...."

Her voice trailed off slightly just as her cheeks were heating up again. She was lying, but to herself. She actually had tons of things she needed to get done. But she was being truthful when she said she wanted to stay.

Ikuto's trademark smirk was instantly back.

"Oh really?" He teased. Amu rolled her eyes.

"Yes really," She said sarcastically. "So now figure out something for us to do."

Ikuto grinned.

"Whatever you say."

~ i S n o w X 3 ~

"Okay, sir," The worker said politely. "Here's two chocolate ice creams."

Ikuto smiled his thanks, handing one ice cream cone to Amu Amu took it without a word, giving it a huge lick. She was still doubtful about how their... "date" as Ikuto had insisted on, would turn out. But she had promised to stay the whole time, and she didn't think of herself as one who broke promises on a regular basis. Amu had no reason to start now.

Ikuto frowned as he began to notice that Amu was purposely ignoring him. He sighed as the two of them began walking again.

Silently, the two of them crossed a few streets, and ended up at a park on a hill. During that time, neither of them had said a single word. And neither of them bothered to do anything about it either.

After about twenty minutes, Amu finally broke the silence. Not by talking, though. Somehow, she had manged to trip on her own two feet, letting out a small yelp as she fell towards the ground. Before Ikuto could react. Amu was sprawled on the ground. Half of the girl's ice cream was on the ground, the other half was balanced prominently on her nose.

Instinctively, Ikuto dropped to his knees to help his girlfriend up. Amu managed to stand back up, more or less with Ikuto's help. The ice cream, however remained on the ground. All of it except for a tiny bit of it, which was still stuck to Amu's nose. Ikuto couldn't help but laugh at the sight. Amu was standing there in front of him, a cute, confused look on her face, and her nose covered in chocolate ice cream.

Amu glared at him.

"It's not funny," She protested, raising a hand to wipe away the stain adorning her nose. Ikuto shook his head, grabbing her hand to stop it from wiping away the mess.

"I'll get it," He suggested. The blue haired man leaned down, stopping when his own face was only centimeters away from hers. Ikuto's tongue slithered out of his mouth, gently sliding up and down the bridge of Amu's nose. Amu stifled a gasp, her eyes wide as she attempted to remember how to breathe again. As Ikuto's warm tongue slowly began to clean all the ice cream away from Amu's nose, the pinkette felt her own cheeks growing bright red again. It felt so disgusting to her, yet it felt so.... good.

Amu closed her eyes and her lips parted slightly as Ikuto continued to lick her nose clean. Just like how a cat would do to its kitten. The comparison made Amu's blush just take on a whole new shade of pinkish red. Ikuto smirked the best he could with his tongue sticking out. The girl looked so cute, yet she looked liked she was enjoying this treatment Ikuto was giving her to a great extent.

Moments later, Amu felt the warmness leave her nose. Her eyes fluttered open and she saw Ikuto standing up straight again, his tongue back in his mouth. Amu rolled her eyes at his trademark smirk.

"So," She asked sarcastically. "How'd I taste?"

Ikuto, taking the question seriously, thought for a moment.

"You tasted.. stawberryish," He decided. "A lot better than the ice cream. Oh, and your face is really warm also."

Amu's fingers immediately flitted up to her cheeks. Sure enough, she could feel the warmth radiating from her face from practically a mile away.

"U-um..... whatever!" Amu stammered. Ikuto just grinned and shook his head. He eyed the ice cream that once belonged to Amu, which was still on the ground right where it fell. He then glanced at his own ice cream, which he hadn't touched once the whole walk here. Without another word, he handed it to Amu.

Amu stared at it.

"Um.... why?" She asked once she realized that Ikuto was trying to give it to her. Ikuto shrugged.

"I don't know," He said awkwardly. "Because you dropped yours...?"

Amu smiled politely and shook her head.

"Don't be silly," She argued. "I don't want to take yours..."

But her eyes told Ikuto differently. Just one look could let Ikuto know that Amu was lying. She did want it. She just wasn't going to say it.

And he also had a feeling that Amu wouldn't appreciate now if he decided to eat it himself. So what to do with the darned ice cream...

Ikuto's gaze traveled to a small stand selling various foods a little bit away. There was a rather large stack of paper bowls. Ikuto smirked, walking towards the stand. Amu followed after him.

"Where are you going?" She called out, but Ikuto ignored her. He kept walking until he reached the stand. The woman working there noticed him and smiled flirtatiously.

"And how may I help you?" She asked, a serene expression on her face. Ikuto ignored that too.

"I need one of those bowls," He said, motioning at the stack of them off to the side.

~ i S n o w X 3 ~

"There," Ikuto said, a teasing look in his eyes. "You satisfied now?"

Amu giggled, pretending to stare at the masterpiece in between them with utter and complete concentration.

"No," She finally replied after a long moment of silence. "His hat's crooked."

The pink haired girl slowly lifted an arm to reach forward. Carefully, she pushed the tip of the overturned ice cream cone a little bit to the left so it was standing up perfectly straight. Afterwards she leaned back, a triumphant grin visible on her face.

"There," She announced proudly. "Now I'm satisfied."

In between them on the bench was a small bowl, a single scoop of ice cream placed in the center with an ice cream cone artfully balanced upside-down on it. Their art somewhat resembled a clown, even though there wasn't a face on it yet.

Ikuto smirked.

"Now for the face," He said mockingly, using his finger to draw a happy face on the scoop of ice cream. Amu couldn't help but laugh loudly. Once she got it all out of her system, she smiled at him.

"You know," She said softly, a wide smile evident on her face. "This morning, when you came to get me from my house, I honestly thought this day would be one of the worst of my life. But.... it's actually been a lot of fun."

Ikuto couldn't help but grin back.

"Glad to know I wasn't a waste of your day," He said jokingly, but you could still hear the seriousness that he was trying to cover up in his tone. Amu realized at that moment that he really mean that. The pink haired girl slowly lifted up their ice cream creation, placing it on the other side of her and scooting over so that her arm was gently brushing against Ikuto's. Ikuto jumped slightly, startled at Amu's sudden boldness, but relaxed when he saw how comfortable when she was with doing that.

He nudged the girl beside him gently.

"Come on," He said, a smile adorning his face. "I should get you back home now."

Amu smiled back.

"Just wait till that's over first," She replied, pointing to the sun setting over the horizon. Ikuto's smile widened.

"Sure," He said, wrapping an arm around Amu's shoulder. Amu blushed at the contact, but didn't try to break free like she normally did. Instead, she just let his arm stay there, even sliding a little closer to him as the two of them watched the sunset.

About half way through, Ikuto averted his gaze from the setting sun and looked at Amu. She was still staring in the direction of the sun, but Ikuto could tell that she wasn't really watching it either. Her face was completely blank, as if inside her mind was a whole other world she was currently in.

Ikuto wondered what it was like in that world.

Before they knew it, Amu and Ikuto were under a dark sky, rather than one that still had a tiny bit of sunlight. Amu stood up.

"Well then," She whispered. "We should go then."

Ikuto only nodded, scrambling up after her. Though they spent a lot of the day in silence, Ikuto had to admit to himself that he really enjoyed today, and he wouldn't mind having more times like this.

Almost as much as he wouldn't mind having that check that Kukai was waving around a couple weeks ago at the party.


.. Eh. It look / feels so short, even though according to word count, this one has the most words yet. Ah well. I guess that's it for now.

And if you read those two little lines under my replies, you know I need some help :) As a friend of mine says:

"Exaggerated flattery and meaningless criticism are not appreciated. They are a waste of your time to write, and a waste of my time to read. So please, just say 'no' xD"

I was also reading through some old reviews for For His Sake, and I realized how 'popular' my review arrow was :D So it's backk.

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