Jennifer: Hey everyon-
Ikuto: WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN
Amu: Let her explain before you kill her
Jennifer: *sweatdrops* umm yeah anyway, sorry I haven't been updating this fanfic lately, I've had heaps of homework and assignments and I know that is a typical reason and that you might think its stupid but its true. I've trying to study really hard because I'm kinda failing my grades and I have to push them up =='. Yeah it sucks right? So I've tried to make this extra long but it isn't really and I'm going to try to update more often. So heh don't get mad okay? And thankyou for everyone that has favourite this story and made reviews.
Ikuto: *holding baseball bat* what do you think Amu?
Amu: meh good enough, Jennifer does not own shugo chara or any of its characters
~Normal POV~
Ikuto stomped his foot impatiently.
"So what's the bet?" he asked, a little curiosity dripping from his voice. Amu smirked and started to swing her legs.
"Dunno," she said 'innocently'. Ikuto let out a frustrated sigh. Amu suddenly sat up straight, her smirk growing wider.
"Got one," she exclaimed.
"So here's what the bets going to be. In an hour, we have to see how many phone numbers we can get from the opposite sex. Simple right?" she explained.
Ikuto looked at her shocked. He pulled his mouth into a tight line.
"Fine," he muttered.
~Ikuto's POV~
What have I gotten myself into?
I stared at Amu who had her eyes on the road, concentrating. We were in her car driving to the mall. This was it. I was screwed. I mean, she's a natural seducer who can get a lot of guy's phone numbers. Me? Well I'm just a guy who has trouble doing anything.
"You getting ready to lose?" Amu asked chuckling slightly. I gave her a glare but I don't think she could see it, since her eyes were on the road.
"I'm not going to lose," I fumed back. She just gave her trademark smirk.
Finally we arrived. In the car she had explained some rules. The first one was that we couldn't leave the shopping centre and we had to meet back at the entrance after the hour had gone. Second was that we couldn't get phone numbers from our friends. Third was that to make sure the numbers weren't fake we would have to call each and every one of them. Yep. I am definitely screwed. We walked into the shopping centre.
"And start!" she announced walking to the first guy possible. I stood there awkwardly...what was I suppose to do? I scratched my head and looked around. I noticed some girls glancing my way and I did a little wave to them. They giggled and waved back. I walked to them.
"Sup," I said in my cool'n'spicy voice. The all blushed. There were like 4 of them.
"Hi," one of them stuttered. She had black long hair. The others stood behind her anxiously. She seemed like the leader of their little group. We chatted for a bit and soon the other girls joined in.
"So...umm, could I have all your numbers?" I asked slowly. I swear they might think I'm a rapist of something. They all nodded and quickly got a piece of paper and each scribbled something down. I stood their astonished. I actually did it. And it wasn't even that hard. Hmmm... I might have a chance after all. They each gave me their piece of paper.
"Thanks," I said with a smile. Just as I turned to leave I stopped and turned back to face them. I gave them a wink then turned back around and walked off. I heard them all squeal. This was actually pretty fun. I wonder how Amu's going...not that I'm interested or anything...
~Amu's POV~
"Thanks sexy," I murmured, receiving the piece of paper the guy had just given me. He blushed and nodded as I walked off. I felt his eyes stare at my ass and I rolled my eyes then stared down at the piece of paper. I had already received 10 numbers. This was a piece of cake. Suddenly I saw Ikuto chatting up these four girls. I smirked. Pretty impressive. But there was no match for me. I was going to win.
As we brushed past I whispered "4 numbers already and all in one go, pretty impressive...its just that...i've already got 10,"
"Oh, just you wait, I bet I'm going to win," Ikuto said confidently before striding off. Oh the joy. He's actually looking like he's enjoying himself. I chuckled then noticed another guy who was staring at my...breasts. I slowly walked up to him and gave him a seductive smirk.
"Why hello there sexy," I whispered gently brushing my fingers along his arm. He gave a little shudder of delight. Jerk.
"Hi," he muttered confidently as if he thought I actually liked him. I refrained myself from rolling my eyes. I just have to get his number then I'm done.
"You look super hot with that shirt your wearing," I muttered gently pressing both my hands on his chest.
"Thanks," he muttered, now not so confident. Thats when he took a chance. He grabbed me by the waist and gently pulled me forward. I pretended to giggle flirtatiously. He smiled and was about to lean in for a kiss. This is what I don't get. Why do guys think that just because a girl might be into them when they've just met and the go straight for the kiss? Half of the guys I've gotten numbers from have tried to do that? Of course I don't let them kiss me, I'm the one who kisses them. No way am I letting a guy think he can get control of me. I pulled back a bit. He looked confused. I giggled again. I leaned closely to his ear
"Umm, don't you think we should slow down? I think we're moving a little too fast. How about you give me your number and maybe we could go out tonight," I whispered into his ear before lightly blowing in it. He gave another little shudder and quickly let go to scribble it down. I smirked. He gave it to me with trembling hands. I pretended to do a little jump in delight. Just as I turned to go I gave him a light peck on the lips. Oh how he melted. I walked away. Again I felt numerous numbers of guys eyes on my ass. I smirked to myself and gave it just the slightest wiggle just for show. Yep.
I am going to win. No doubt about that.
~Ikuto's POV~
I am so going to win. After receiving my 15th number I gave a quick glance at my rival. She was talking to a guy and giggling like a little school girl. I tried not to roll my eyes or vomit. I wandered around looking for other girls. I felt confident now so I got numbers quicker. I wonder how the other group is going...
~Kairi's POV~
I put my hands onto the really clean window and looked inside. So many lollies. I swear I've died and gone to heaven. I stared at Yaya who was looking longingly at...a book shop. We had already bought three bags of lollies so I thought I should be nice and let her have a look inside the bookshop...just this once.
"Come on," I sighed quickly dragging her into the bookshop. She shook out of her daze and stared and me with a tiny smile.
"Thanks," she whispered rushing off to the closest book possible. I inhaled then quickly wrinkled my nose. What is that smell? Ugh...its the books. I stared at Yaya again and grinned, she looked like she was having an awesome time. Might as well give her a bit longer...even though I'm suffocating in this shop. I skipped over to her.
"Why do you like books? They smell bad," I asked with a small pout on my lips.
~Yaya's POV~
I looked at the cover of the book and inspected it. Then I turned it over to read the blurb.
"Why do you like books? They smell bad"
I glanced up to see who was asking me this. Kairi. I laughed at the last sentence then I thought for a second.
"Well, books are more interesting then movies. They are usually what inspires people to make movies. Books can take you into your own world and it can make you ignore everything else. Books can make you cry or make you go on the edge of your seat. Books can take you on adventures. Books are my life," I whispered before quickly going back to reading the blurb. I felt a blush come on to my face. I took a sneak peek at Kairi who looked at me with awe. I felt stupid. Why was I even telling Kairi this. There was an awkward tension in the area for a few minutes.
"Well, I like lollies because they are sweet. I believe that if you eat enough lollies, they'll make you sweet too!" Kairi said with a big smile. I stared at him and laughed. He was very interesting not like the other guys who think I'm a nerd... which is kinda true now I think about it.
~Utau's POV~
I sighed with my head down in defeat. "Dammit," I muttered while Kukai just smirked.
"I won," he said.
"Figured,"
I stared at my nearly finished bowel of ramen. I was so close. I tried not to smack him in the face. I mean I am a good sport...right? I was not going to give up.
"Again," I muttered. Kukai stared at me shocked then smirked.
"Okay,"
~Kukai's POV~
We waited awkwardly for the next bowl of ramen to come. I took a quick glance at Utau who was grinning and staring out the window. I tried not to glare at her. She was like one of the most cheerful person I have ever met. It was pissing me off.
"So...," I muttered trying to make little conversation. Utau grinned at me like an idiot waiting for me to continue.
"So what?"
"well...i was kind of hoping you would finish that sentence...,"
Utau stared at me dumbly for a while then grinned nervously and scratched her head.
"Ummm...okay. so ...err do you have a girlfriend?"
I glared at her. What kind of question was that? I stuck my nose in the air.
"I don't even know why you would ask a question like that but no I don't have a girlfriend," I answered.
"Woah, sorry for invading your personal information,"
I sighed. This was not turning out well.
"Look...I'm sorry alright?" I muttered. I never usually apologise...why was I apologising now? I glanced up to see Utau smiling at me. I blushed. Crap! Why am I blushing? Its so girly to blush...beside Ikuto doing that all the time.
"It's alright!" Utau said cheerfully.
"So ...do you?" I asked slowly. Utau looked up confused.
"Do I what?"
"Do you...have a boyfriend,"
"Oh...haha no way," Utau said laughing. Curiosity got the better of me.
"Why?" I asked now interested.
"Because every time I try to have one they don't like to compete as much as I do so they bore me. And they try to be romantic all of the time. It gets annoying after a while," Utau said with a grin. Hmmm...maybe she isn't as dumb as she looks.
"So what's your dream girl?" Utau asked me. What was this? 20 questions? I sighed and decided to go along with it.
"Umm...i dunno, kind of like what you just said. I want someone who doesn't give up so easily and is determined to beat their competitor," I muttered looking away. Kind of like you...okay now I've gone insane. Why did I just think that? Argh this is frustrating and stupid. No way am I liking this...person. I stared at her and my heart started to thump in my chest. I've only known her for like a day...oh shit. I've been thinking for way to long, I better ask her a question.
"What's your dream guy?"I asked trying not to sound like I really wanted to know the answer...but I actually really did. Utau propped her hand on the table and put her head on top.
"Hmmmm...someone like I just explained before would be pretty cool. Kinda...like you," she said with a grin and a thumbs up. I stared at her shocked. What did she just say? It was awkward for a while...well awkward for me, not really for Utau who was just smiling like a maniac that she was. Suddenly the waiter came back with two hot, steaming bowls of delicious ramen. I took a glance at Utau who was drooling. I can't believe I like her...wait. WHAT THE FUCK, I did not just say that. Crap. I slammed my head down on the table. Utau raised an eyebrow at me. I did a nervous laugh and my stomach did a flip. Shit, I have a crush on Utau.
"Ready, Set, Go!" Utau yelled and quickly started slurping her noodles.
"Hey I wasn't read- hey sto- stop cheatin- screw you!" I cursed and started to eat my noodles too.
~Rima's POV~
I poured the sweetly scented tea into the two cups and gracefully sat down. Nagi eyed me cautiously before taking a sip. I took a sip of mine as I looked at him, waiting for some sort of reaction. Nothing. I inwardly sighed. Does this guy have no emotions what so ever? There was a tense silence.
"So do you like the tea?" I asked politely.
"Meh...it's alright," he muttered staring off into the distance. I frowned. That was all?
~Nagihiko's POV~
I watched as Rima poured the tea into the teacup. I brought the cup to my lips and took a quick sniff. Smelled...sweet. I slowly took a sip before putting it back down. Shit. It was really good. I tried not to make a reaction, I didn't want her to think I actually liked the tea.
"So do you like the tea?" she asked.
"Meh, its alright," I stared somewhere else, not looking at her face. I gave a quick glance at her. She was frowning.
"Do you ever change emotion?," she muttered staring at me intensely. I stared back at her.
"Not really," I stated back bluntly. Why is she asking me all these question? Its rather annoying. But what I find more annoying is why I'm answering them. Its not like a actually like her or anything. It was silent for a few more seconds and I started to stare off into the distance again.
~Normal POV (at where Rima and Nagi are)~
Rima laughed nervously.
"Oh come one, there must be some way to make you laugh," Rima muttered. Suddenly an idea popped in her head. She smirked evilly. Nagihiko just stared at her blankly. Suddenly Rima started to viciously attack him with tickles. Naghiko just stared at her like he was saying are you a total moron or something, your fucking crazy. After a few seconds of realising her plan had failed she stopped.
"Heh...are you a robot or something? You don't laugh at all," Rima laughed, trying to make Nagihiko laugh at her poor joke.
"First of all, you don't know how to tickle...feels like your poking me very hard and secondly you don't know how to make jokes," Nagihiko said bluntly before taking a sip of some of the tea Rima had made. Rima sighed inwardly knowing her plan on making Nagihiko show some emotion of happiness had failed...once again. But not known to Rima, Nagi smiled the tiniest smile at her for at least trying to make him laugh because no one has even done that for him before. Ever.
~Ikuto's POV~
~1 hour later~
I stood at the entrance of the shopping centre waiting for Amu. This was where we're suppose to meet...right? I looked down at my watch again. She was 5 minutes late.
"My, my Ikuto, someone's impatient," someone from behind me whispered. I spun around to go face to face with...the one and only Amu. She stood there smirking while leaning on one side with one of her hands on her hip.
"Your 5 minutes late," I muttered glaring at her. She gave a light chuckle.
"Oh, I'm sorry not everyone can be 'perfect' like you," she muttered sarcastically. I sighed, someday I swear I'm going to crack and punch her in the face.
"Shall we get in the car?" she asked motioning to her car. I nodded slowly and got in. I watched her drive silently. I gripped the phone numbers in my hand. I bet I was going to win. I've got so many that its not funny. I glanced at her eyeing for her phone numbers. No where. Must be in her bag.
"So...how many numbers did you get?" I asked casually.
"You first,"
I glared at her.
"No you,"
"Make me,"
I held back a growl. Man, she was pissing me off. I gave a deep sigh. Fine, I'll be the adult here.
"Fine, I got 50 numbers," I said proudly. Amu screeched the car to a halt and looked at me shocked. I looked back at her curiously...did I actually win? Freaking hell, that is awesome! Thats when I realised...we were still on the road and she had stopped driving completely.
"Umm...Hinamori you should probably keep driving before someone honks at us for holding up. We might cause a traffic jam," I said.
Honk!
I gave her an 'I told you so' look. She snapped back to reality and nodded. She started to drive again and I smiled happily. I can't believe I won.
"So since it looks like I won-"
"Who said anything about you winning," she said casually. I glanced at her. Didn't I win? I mean she looked at me before like I had done something unbelievable.
"But you stopped the car and glanced at me like I had actually wo-"
She chuckled before I could even finish my sentence. I resisted the urge to strangle her. What the fuck was her problem?
"So I didn't win?" I asked curiously. She shrugged her shoulders.
"Maybe, maybe not," she said. I glared at her.
"Tell me," I demanded.
"No,"
"Tell me,"
"No,"
"Tell me,"
"Make me,"
I sighed, this was going to take forever. Now I realise it, this bet was pretty stupid. I mean, if I win I get to call her anything but if she wins I just have to call her Amu. So we just went through this whole thing...for that. Argh this is pointless.
"You didn't even say please," she said making me shake away my thoughts. I sighed again.
"Please tell me Hinamori," I muttered. Her smirk grew wider.
"Okay, since you were so polite," she said. I growled. She was being such a bitch right now. Yeah I know she's like a bitch all the time but right now she is being just so...bitchy.
"I got 80," she announced. I gaped at her. How the fuck did she get so much in just one hour. I swear that's impossible.
"Can you please stop gaping at me like a goldfish," she said. I pulled my mouth into a straight line.
"Fine," I muttered.
"Fine who?" Amu said with another smirk. I sighed with my head down in defeat.
"Fine...Amu,"
Jennifer: Done!
Ikuto: '., I'm going to kill you Jennifer
Amu: Err, I wouldn't do that
Jennifer: You come anywhere near me with that baseball bat, I swear I will make this a Tadamu story.
Ikuto: *gasp* you wouldn't
Jennifer: oh you bet I would
Amu: it's true she already has like a page of Tadamu somewhere...
Ikuto: Where?
Jennifer: oh if I tell you, you'll go and find it and rip it to pieces
Ikuto:...why would I do that...
Amu: T_T ehh, please read and review! Hope you enjoyed it
