Disclaimer: I do not own Shugo Chara

Ikuto awoke later in the night and heard Amu's parents talking in the kitchen. He had no idea what time it was, but it was still very dark and very stormy outside.
"...don't know anything about this boy, he just shows up in the rain carrying an unconscious Amu and we just let him into our house and sleep on our couch without any questioning as to who he even is?" Amu's father shouted in a whispered tone.
"Dear please, calm down. He is a friend of Amu's, I've met him before. He's a very nice boy. He went missing five years ago so it's strange that he's here, but honey we can't turn him out in the rain." Amu's mother negotiated.
"Oh, alright," Amu's father caved, "as long as you're okay with it. I'm going to bed." Ikuto heard a chair scrape across the floor and the sound of tired footsteps going up the stairs.
"Ikuto, are you awake?" Amu's mother asked now standing over him.
Ikuto opened one eye a halfway to signal that he was awake.
"Do you think you could go upstairs and watch Amu? She keeps saying your name," Amu's mother asked. "I wonder if your presence would help her rest some..." With that she walked up the stairs and Ikuto sat up rubbing the tiredness from his eyes and dragging his hand up and through his hair. He shook his head and then stood. He quietly walked up the stairs and then walked into Amu's room, the door wide open.
He watched her toss and turn unable to rest well. "Ikuto..." she whispered her voice tired and breathless.
"Amu, I'm here," Ikuto said grabbing her hand and kneeling next to her bed. She quieted after he took her hand and made his presence known. Ikuto sat there for what seemed like hours. Eventually his eyes started sagging with tiredness. He tried to rub it away, but it wouldn't leave. He stood up and slowly slid his hand away. He walked towards the door and paused in the door frame as he heard Amu breathe out the words, " Ikuto... you," There were two words between his name and the word you, but he couldn't make them out. He sighed and walked back down the stairs and slept on the couch.
Amu's POV
I woke up in the morning feeling perfectly well, my mother sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Mom I'm telling you I'm fine," I argued, "I was just emotionally and physically weak yesterday and the rain just added a little bit more onto that, just enough to make me sick enough to pass out but I'm fine now I swear."
"Alright fine," she said getting up, "but I expect you to eat some breakfast."
"See you tonight Mom!" I called after her and shot out of my bed. A little too fast for just getting over a sickness. The room started to spin and I had to sit back down on the bed. I got back up after the dizzy spell was over and changed out of my pajamas and brushed my hair. I walked down the stairs drowsily and walked by the couch to get to the fridge and eat breakfast as I was directed by mother.
I took toast in one hand and orange juice in the other and as I was walking back towards the stairs I heard movement on the couch after I had passed by. Curious, I walked backwards and peeked my head around the corner with the piece of toast hanging from my mouth.
My eyes widened when I saw Ikuto completely asleep on the couch and looking completely comfortable.
He stayed here all night... for me...? Did he even go to see his family.
I felt no shame in what I did.
Ikuto sat up a piece of buttered toast stuck to his cheek. "Thank you...?" he asked taking the toast off his cheek and looking at me questioningly. "Aren't you supposed to be sick?"
"Aren't you supposed to be with your family?" I retorted.
"Aren't you supposed to not care about what I do?" he shot back.
"Well aren't you supposed to not tease me anymore?" I shot back at him a grin starting on my face.
"I would hardly call that teasing you," he smirked.
"Fine." I put simply. "Can I have my toast back?"
"No, you gave it to me," he said licking it.
"Ikuto!" I complained walking over to him fully prepared to pour the remnants of my orange juice on his head.
"Hmm?" he said looking up, his tongue still on the toast.
"You owe me a new piece of toast," I said making him stand up and pushing him towards the kitchen. "I take it you're feeling better?" Ikuto said as I pushed him towards the kitchen.
After Ikuto made me some burned (purposely burned toast I might add) toast, I started washing the dishes. He leaned up against the sink next to me and stared out the window.
"Ikuto can I ask you something?" I asked my hands submerged in the water.
"Isn't asking if you can ask me something already asking me something before I have given you permission to?" he laughed, "I forgive you for that and give you permission to ask me a question."
"Don't stop teasing me please," I said looking at the soapy dish water.
He was taken aback for once. "What?"
"Don't stop teasing me... because that's that's one of the things that I..." I started blushing as he looked at me intently. I closed my eyes so I could get the rest out, "one of the things that I,"
"Amu, you don't have to force yourself to say something that you can't even say while you're looking at me." Ikuto said sadly looking out the window again.
I took a deep breath and then used my soapy hands to turn his face to look at me, "You teasing me is one of the things that I love about you," I rushed out staring at him full in the face.
His eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "Amu... did you just...?"
I cut him off with my next words. "I love you Ikuto, I love everything about you including how you tease me and how you always smirk when you tease me and how you-"
I froze as his lips touched the tip of my nose. "Amu," he breathed his face just inches from mine and our foreheads touching, "I love everything you do, so in a nutshell I love you," He wiped some of the soap I got on his face, on his finger and then put it on my nose. "I told you I would kiss you when you told me you loved me, I just didn't specify where," he laughed.
I blushed and splashed water on him. He held his arms up in defense and turned his head away as I started using a spoon to throw water on him. He grabbed a spoon, put soap all in it, turned the faucet on, and positioned the spoon to where fresh soapy water splashed my face.
"Ikuto!" I shouted and then slipped on the soapy water on the ground and fell on my butt. Ikuto laughed and started to sit down my slipped mid sit and fell down as well. I laughed at him and then at how ridiculous we both looked.
His laugh turned into a smile and he just sat on the floor looking at my face. He pulled me into an embrace and ran his hand through my hair. I rested my head on his chest happy that he was finally able to know that I loved him.
"Amu, how is it that when you try to confess to someone you end up making them think you hate them?" he laughed at my expense.
"Ikuto! You!" I said jumping back up on my feet and then slipping and landing on my back.
He laughed at me and then said, "You yourself said that my teasing is one of the things you love about me."
"Well, I said sitting up. You have a family to surprise and I have a kitchen to clean," I said.
"How about we do both together?" he said smiling.
We finished cleaning the kitchen and he took me by the hand and led me to his house. He knocked on the door. No reply. He opened the door and walked in.
"Ikuto what are you doing? You can't just-" I started. He looked at me with a laugh on his face. "Oh... Right... This is your house... ah ha ha..." I said awkwardly while rubbing the back of my head. He sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to him. I sat down and he wrapped his arm around me. "Now we wait," he said.
We sat there just talking for thirty minutes when the door opened. Ikuto looked towards the door. His face said he could care less as to who it was, but I could tell he couldn't wait for them to walk through the door. Who doesn't love surprising someone you love? You get that butterfly feeling in your gut and you just can't wait to see their reaction and happiness.
Utau walked in, slouching and tired looking. When she saw Ikuto on the couch her face lightened up and tears swelled in her eyes. "I-Ikuto...?" She said putting her hands to her mouth "Ikuto!" she shouted running to him and hugging him. Ikuto returned the hug and smiled.
Utau had changed in five years. She loved Kukai thus making her meeting with Ikuto a thousand times less awkward. Ikuto's mother came in twenty minutes later with two paper bags of groceries. "Utau, I'm home, and I have a surpri-" she stopped as she saw Ikuto and dropped the groceries in shock. Ikuto stood up in shock seeing the person behind his mother. He had black hair that was long in the front covering one of his eyes. There were four shouts of two names coming from everyone but Amu. Ikuto and Utau shouted, "Father?" while their parents shouted "Ikuto!"
Amu faded into the background happy to watch as the Tsukiyomi's family was finally reunited.

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