Dirty Dancing Card Series: Clover

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C l o v e r ;
Also known as a lucky charm or simply just charm, charming a lady isn't as simple as one thinks.

Chapter 4: Competition and Realization

"Ik-mmphfft."

Her mouth being dominated by the said cat. Her blush grew by ten folds realizing the position she was in. While kissing, Ikuto had pushed her to the nearest wall. Both off his hands were at either side of her, not allowing her to escape. Finally they both paused for air. Amu eyes were glazed with a light sheen of lust. He shivered at such want. He had to stop it before they both went too far. Ikuto blew in her ear.

"What are you thinking about perverted kid?"

He bit her earlobe before grinning mischievously at her and running into his room. The stunned girl blinked for a moment dazed before his words registered in her mind.

"IKUTO!"

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Amu managed to get a new apartment and moved out off Ikuto's house much to the latter's dismay. It of course meant the there were more chances other guys could hit on her and less chances for him to keep and an eye on her.

Amu couldn't really careless. She was finally out of that jerk's grip. He was always playing with her. She never once knew whether he was serious or not. When she thought he was, he just had to prove her wrong. Though there were times she wished he was really serious…NOT.

"Amu-chan! What are thinking about?"

"Nothing Ran."

"Come on you can tell me anything! I'm your Shugo Chara after all!"

"I don't want to."

"Mou, Amu-chan is being evil."

"Say that again?!"

"I don't want to!"

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The days passed on swiftly and miserably for Ikuto as he misses his cute Amu. It was after all rather interesting to see his beloved Amu in many different states of undress. Well, let's not go into the details shall we? Anyway, back to what we were talking about. So Amu shifted into an apartment. Big Deal.

Ikuto smirked.

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It's time to visit our beloved Amu and see if she is comfortably settled down in her new home.

Amu hummed a happy tune while hanging up the laundry. No more pervert to bother her. How good can it get?

A face appeared out of the blue at her balcony.

She screamed.

"Argh, stop shouting you are hurting my ears."

"Who ask you to come here?!"

"No one did. I came on my own account."

Ikuto flipped and landed on the floor gracefully.

"How are you Amu?"

"Not fine with you around."

"Aw, it breaks my heart whenever you say that."

She glared at him pointedly.

"Oh look, what have we got here? Strawberry patterned undies? Tsk tsk. How kiddy like of you."

Her cheeks flared at the remark.

"Get lost you perverted cat!"

Ikuto stuck his tongue out at Amu.

"I'll be back soon my lovely strawberry."

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"What? Can't make it?"

"I'm sorry."

"Never mind its ok."

"Thanks."

All the dancers where unavailable. What are they doing? Trying to set up an anti-Ikuto riot against him? Darn this.

Wait.

Not ALL of them were unavailable.

There was still one more.

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"Please Amu?"

"No! I told you I will NOT ever dance that again."

"Why?"

"It's gross."

"No it isn't"

"Yes. I bet you are just a pervert to like that sort of dance."

"How hurting."

"And now you are trying to earn my pity."

"Not really."

"Yes."

"So you've agreed? Ok thanks! See you soon."

"What but I didn't-"

The phone line was immediately cut off.

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"Hey Amu."

Amu shuffled her feet awkwardly on the floor. They were at a dance studio. Alone. That wasn't a good sign. He looked at her agitated face and chuckled.

"Don't worry so much, I'm not going to do anything."

"I…I wasn't think about that!"

"It's written on your face very clearly."

She stuck her tongue out playfully at him.

"Let's start."

Ikuto plugged in the plug into the socket and started the song. Slowly he took a step to Amu. Focusing anywhere except on Ikuto himself, they began to dance. He twirled her around and clasped her tightly to his chest before letting go. However Amu's stance was too rigid which caused her legs to tangle together and made her fall on the floor.

It was going to be a long day.

"Okay that's it for today."

Amu winced and tested stretching her tired arms before retracting them almost immediately.

"You don't look fine. That's why I suggested doing warm-ups before practicing."

He walked to her side and bent down to take a look.

"Hmm…"

Lightly he pressed his fingers onto her strained muscles massaging them.

"It's…"

She was about to stop him but she felt that it wouldn't be appropriate. Her brain began to wander about from the lack of anything better to do. She had never noticed how good he looks when he is serious. Since when did he put a different kind of perfume? Why is she even thinking of such things?

She can't be falling for him can she?

"It's done."

She blinked, dragged out of her drunken stupor.

"A-ah…thanks."

Maybe…

Just maybe it was possible.

Workload is catching up on me finally...

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Luna