A/N: wow.. how many times do I disappear off the face of the earth and come back? hahaha. anywaysss. I forgot to probably mention in this story that the boys are seniors and girls are juniors? In this chapter, there's going to be some songs... so I'll be sadly interrupting to send you a youtube name. I spent my time rereading the story before I typed again.. /: I lost all of my half pre-typed chapter since I haven't been on for awhile. ugh.

Don't own.


Recap

I was expecting my face to come in contact with the cold hard floor but instead, I felt myself smack right into something warm and bony. The thing and I collided into the bare floor where there was thankfully no other equipment and I took a moment to recover from my shock. I shook my head and immediately noticed that something was groping my ass.

My eyes shot open wide and I hastily grab and felt the thing I was on top of.. Something long and soft like hair... Squishy like cheeks.. Pointy like a nose...

"Ow.. who is this?" A familiar voice grunted, breathing a minty breath dangerously close to my face.

"I-I-IKUTO?" I shrieked.

And suddenly, I felt my heart begin to beat faster.

End of Recap

I don't know if its just me or something but I think I'm going to go deaf due to the fact that my heartbeat is pounding away in my ears. It must've been the hard workout and fright from falling... yeah! I then remembered what state I was in and awkwardly attempted to squirm my way off of the hot jerkface I landed on, only to see that he wrapped his arms around my waist and held on to me with a vice-like grip.

"Let. Go." I huffed.

He only tightened his arms. "Nah, I like the feeling of you on top of me so I can know what to expect in the future, you know, when you come over to my house... upstairs... into my room-"

"Shut the hell up you sick minded freak!" I wiggled my hand to the side of his stomach and pinched a flab of skin, giving me freedom. I immediately took the chance to leap up and shuffle my way out of the dark room into light. When we were both out of the weight room, I started walking towards the back walls of the bleachers and sat down, entering crunching position.

"What are you doing?" Ikuto asked as he casually strolled over.

I rolled my eyes. "What does it look like I'm doing, dumbass? I'm trying to finish my morning workout since someone made me hate the weight room which is an excuse for a stupid piece of crap this school has."

I huffed angrily and started rapidly doing as many crunches as I could. I closed my eyes to feel the full intensity of my crunches before something suddenly pushed my tummy down to the floor. Some of my breath left my lungs and my eyes shot opened glaring at the source. Ikuto was nonchalantly looking down at me before he sighed and sat down on his bottom and gently gripped my feet.

"Now what are you doing?" I glared.

"I'm just trying to make up for tripping you." He replied as he looked away.

I stared at him cautiously for another moment before I resumed my exercise. After about 50 crunches or so, I muttered a thanks before jogging to the girls' showers. I guess that idiot wasn't so bad after all... Tch, what am I thinking? He wasn't so bad rarely. I thought about it again and slightly, just ever so slightly smiled as I started the shower.

.x.x.x.x.x.

"...so all in all I think pink cotton candy is better than blue cotton candy, but if you mix them together, you have the ultimate couple!" Yaya exclaimed with her arms crossed together and nodding her head with authority, thus, completing her point to us girls which color of cotton candy was better.

It's not like I was listening anyways. I was just staring at the ceiling and slowly, oh so slowly, taking tiny morsels out of my Nutella sandwich and drifting off into space. I wonder what I should do to thank Ikuto... Wait, does that douche bag even deserve my thanks? He almost gave me a concussion for crying out loud! But then again, he did try to help me with my cool-off this morning... plus, he also showed me the sunset from his balcony. I shut my eyes and shook my head repeatedly. He's a sick and flirtatious pervert, Amu. Yes, he is nothing more than that.

..mu? Hellooooo? Earth to Ms. Lala Land?"

I snapped out of my trance. "H-huh? What?"

Utau and Rima raised their eyebrows at me.

"You seem occupied in your thoughts today." Rima commented, taking a swig from her water bottle.

Utau stared suspiciously. "What's wrong?"

"N-Nothing!" I stammered, feeling a teeny blush forming on my cheeks. Thank goodness they looked back to Yaya and didn't notice.

I closed my eyes and sighed. I need a break.

Suddenly I felt a cool gust of hair tickle my ear.

"EEEEEP!" I nearly flipped the table over as I jumped out of my seat, the ruckus catching the attention of nearby tables.

I heard a harmony of chuckles behind me, turning around to glare at the person who would be SO dead. The first thing that caught my eyes were those two annoying yet sexywait.. sexy? what the heck? I'm really out of it today. Anyways, those pair of insanely irritating blue orbs that returned an amused expression. I glared Ikuto's guts out before promptly huffing and turned around to return to my heavenly delicious Nutella.

"Hey girls, mind if we join you?" Kukai's voice asked.

He must've done something in Utau's direction because her eyes widened just slightly enough for me to catch notice before she took a dainty bite of her yogurt and nodded, trying to cover up her tiny mistake.

"Sweet!" He replied, grabbing a seat across from her.

The boys quickly filled up the empty seats around us, I being thankful that I was in the middle of my girls so that the sick-headed jerk was only diagonally across from me. What does he want from me anyways? Ugh. I absolutely loathe him, that stupid personality, and that vexatious smirk of his. Why couldn't I have attended a school where there were just regular popular guys instead of these five rich boys who lived in a mansion next to me and happened to be freaking hotOHMYGOD, there I go againmodel material men?

"Wh...ting...mu?" A voice said.

"What? Huh? Did someone say something?" I snapped out of my thoughts again glancing around the table.

Nagihiko was looking at me and chuckled. "I said, what are you eating there, Amu?"

Rima rolled her eyes. "Oh my, that's the second time you've been in Lala Land in the past three minutes."

Yaya giggled. "What's gotten in to you Amu-chi?"

"N-N-Nothing, I promise!" I replied in a flustered manner.

"No I'm sure she was just thinking about classwork or something." Nagihiko said, looking back at me and gesturing the the food in my hands.

"O-oh..." I looked down at my half-finished sandwich. "Just a Nutella sandwich!"

He blinked. "What's that?"

"Oh no, don't even get her started on Nutella." Lulu laughed nervously.

I playfully narrowed my eyes at her, taking a deep breath.

"Nutella is a delicious hazel nut spread containing quality ingredients such as skim milk and cocoa which helps ensure those who eat it part of a balanced diet. It was first created in 1940 by Mr. Pierre Ferrero who was a pastry maker and founder of Ferrero Company," I finished the sentence and took another deep breath. "It was around World War ll at the time and chocolate was very scarce so Ferrero used hazelnuts as a substitute since they were plentiful at the time. Thus, Nutella is known to me as the most heavenly-tasting and most brilliant recipe that a person has ever made!"

I finished my paragraph, just barely panting a bit.

Everyone at the table was quiet, just looking at me.

"What?" I pouted.

"That was an... amazing description there Amu-chan!" Tadase smiled, breaking the silence.

"Amu-chan?" Utau raised a brow at him.

"N-No it's okay, Utau, he can call me that!" I smiled anxiously. "A-Anyways, I've got to go um... finished up bookwork for an assignment due later today! I'll see you guys after school!"

And with that, I stood up, only to have Tadase stand up with me, probably offering to escort me. A wave of panic ran through my body and out of nowhere, I shoved my hand containing the leftover sandwich at his mouth and quickly dashed away, having many pairs of curious eyes from the table follow me. I didn't look back, mostly because I didn't want to see Tadase's facial expression with the food I shoved down his throat... Ah! Stupid, stupid Amu!

I ran down the hallways and didn't stop until a couple minutes later, out of breath and leaning against the wall. I took a couple of minutes to calm down before I opened the door in front of me slowly. Cautiously, I peeked around the room, only to see that nobody was inside. Looking behind me, I saw that nobody was around and I took this chance to slip into the room, the music room to be specific. I closed the door quietly behind me and swiftly made my way over the one of my desires, the black grand piano waiting patiently for me in the corner. I held my breath as I glided my fingers over the glassy white keys and carefully lowered myself onto the smooth seat. I closed my eyes to take in the moment. I couldn't go a day without playing some instrument, I couldn't. Music was my biggest passion throughout my life and I'm not about to throw it away.

My eyes fluttered open as I began playing a song I composed myself through ear. I don't have much imagination so I didn't really name it.. (I Giorni - Ludovico Einaudi). I sighed in content and my fingers glided effortlessly across the gleaming black and white keys. The tune of the song and the sounds of the chords put my mind at rest.

Ikuto's POV

I sighed listlessly as I strolled through the empty hall. I had to admit, it was pretty hilarious of Amu to shove her hand at Tadase's face with her lunch as she ran off to who knows where. I chuckled to myself. His eyes were almost popping out of their sockets and his cheeks looked like he had a blowfish in there or something. Everyone at the table was looking at him and cracked up, Kukai and what's-her-face.. Yaya ended up falling out of their chairs and rolling everywhere clutching their stomach. Tadase's face went pink with embarrassment as he quickly sped to the bathroom to clean himself up. Lunch was over in 10 minutes, so I figured I could spare some time to play some of my violin before music class started, which I was oh-so-lucky to have with Amu.

As I got closer and closer to the room, a soft and musical tune barely rang in my ears. With every step I took, the volume of it increased until it hit me full blast when I stood in front of the door. That's strange, no one is usually here during lunch. I was about to frown but hearing an unusually joyous melody prevented me from doing so. I bent to the side slightly to look through the window, and to my surprise, I saw Amu sitting peacefully at the piano as her fingers swiftly flew across the keys which emitted an enticing song. I quietly opened the door and stepped in, not noticing the slightly calm and happy feeling my body felt for the first time in awhile.

Amu's POV

My hands started to decrease in their speed as the piano exuded its last few notes, each sound getting softer and softer until I finally finished. Sighing in content I closed my eyes and breathed in gratification, smiling.

"Yo."

My isolated haven was was rudely interrupted.

"Ikuto? W-What are you doing here?" I said in bewilderment as I hurriedly tried to get up and step away from the piano.

However, with the clumsy nature I was given, my foot got stuck on one of the piano chair legs and I started falling forward, letting loose a full on deafening scream. It all happened too quickly, and before I knew it, I was face-planted onto the rough carpeted floor.

"Shit, are you okay Amu?" Ikuto suddenly appeared next to my side, he was too far away to catch me anyways.

I rolled over, groaning at the aching pain on my upper body.

He gently rolled me over and said to me in a stern voice, "Hold still."

His hands started adeptly skimming across the areas of where I landed on with the most force. I winced when he reached my right elbow, being the part that I used to absorb the most impact. He lightly poked the area and felt around, trying to find what injury I had done to myself. After awhile, he had spoken.

"You'll be fine, except that you may have bruised and slightly sprained your elbow. It's nothing big, you just have to lay off volleyball and cheer for a couple of days."

I muttered a thanks and got up, not allowing him to help me.

"This is all your fault, you." I snapped.

He chuckled. "What?"

"If you weren't in the room and kept your mouth shut, I wouldn't have jumped up from my spot and fell!" I angrily yelled at him, crossing my arms and rubbing the pained elbow.

"Well, if you weren't so clumsy then maybe you would've prevented embarrassing yourself in front of me like that." He smirked. "By the way, you have a nice butt."

"Ugh! You're despicable!" I screeched, turning away.

Then I barely directed my head at him, raising a brow. "Why are you here anyways?"

He apathetically shrugged and started heading towards the door. "Nothing, none of your business anyways."

I rolled my eyes and headed to the back of the room, facing the opposite direction he was going. I stopped walking and somehow blanked out for a few moments until I heard a long, oscillating sound coming from behind. I whirled around to see Ikuto holding a violin with a bow in hand, its case laying on the floor. He started playing a few notes before stopping.

"It's rude to stare at someone else, you know. Plus it's also nosy to be sticking your head in their matters." He looked at me with indifferent eyes.

I huffed. "How good could you be at violin anyways? I could most likely play better than an arrogant ass like you!"

He gave me a challenging look, raising his brow. "Oh really?"

"Any time, any day."

Holding his instrument out to me, I assumed that he dared me to show him what I had.

Walking over and snatching the thing out of his hands, I stuck my tongue out at him before placing the shoulder rest where it went and holding up the bow to it's position. Pausing for a few seconds, I took the time to recall a song before I started playing. (Ikuto's Violin Song)

After finishing, Ikuto stared at me for a moment before frowning. "Damn, you're pretty good."

I smiled smugly. "Your turn."

He said nothing and took the instrument back. Closing his eyes and taking a quick breath, he froze and then suddenly began playing. (Winter Sonata - Only You, Piano & Violin Instrumental) His arm moved back and forth promptly while his fingers swiftly glided along and shook when he did vibrato. I couldn't help it, he lured me into a musical trance. He facial expression showed nothing, however, his song showed all the emotion. I couldn't describe the mood of the song really, it varied. Sometimes it was happy and joyful, and then abruptly it headed towards a gloomy tune before returning. About a minute into the song, I slowly backed away towards the piano. Sitting down, still entranced, my hands landed on the keys and rested for a moment before sweeping across and exerting their force onto the black and white, yet again emitting more sound, this time joining in his song as an accompaniment. I didn't need to look down at my fingers, my eyes just remained on Ikuto. There was something about his playing, it was so much better than mine. The tone of the notes were perfectly in tune and he played legato and used dynamics as needed, only making me more tempted to keep listening. The sounds were full of emotion and feeling, they spoke words without really doing so. How many years of practice has he had? Was he a professional? It catches me by surprise on how I've never seen this side of his personality before.

I could tell the song coming to and end as he and I simultaneously made a ritardando. Resonating his last vivid sound, he lifted his bow and finally opened his eyes.

No one said a word. No one moved.

We just gazed into each others eyes.

How much time was passed I'm not sure, but it felt as if in just like that, the bell for class rang and we broke free from each others' eyes.

As kids poured in the room, I felt this urge to stay away from Ikuto during class so I avoided him as much as possible. I don't know why, but I just didn't really want to face him at the moment. None of the people here at school knew I played so many instruments, they only thought I played piano. The only ones that knew I played multiple were the girls, their parents, my parents, Ami, and now Ikuto. I shook my head. No more getting out secrets.

Class went by interminably, and just as I was about feel the need to shoot myself, the bell rang and I grabbed my stuff, zooming out of there so that I didn't have to make contact with Ikuto. In a matter of seconds, I was at my next class. Plopping down in the seat with a sigh of relief, I leaned my head back and closed my eyes. Thank goodness.

.x.x.x.x.x.

Opening my locker, I reached in and pulled out my over-sized purse, then reaching in again to stuff it with a textbook and a couple of folders. Checking myself quickly in the mirror on the side, I slightly smiled and extended my hand to the door to close it.

"Hey, Amu."

My hand ferociously slammed the locker shut as I let out the teeniest squeak.

"Hey I-Ikuto!" I turned to look at him.

He raised a questioning brow at me for a moment. "Why so jumpy?"

"N-Nothing! What's up?" I slung my purse on my shoulder and proceeded towards the front.

Ikuto started walking fluidly by my side. "Not much."

I glanced over. "Oh, so that was your violin?"

"Yup."

"I see..."

"Had it ever since I was little, my father gave it to me... my real father."

"O-Oh..." I murmured, not wanting to intrude.

"So anyways," He said, clearing the awkwardness. "I didn't know you could play so well."

"The violin? Oh I'm nowhere near being professionally talented like you.. but I'm decent! I absolutely love music." I smiled up at him.

He sent me an interested look. "Really? Since when?"

"Ever since I first touched the piano at Utau's house when I was 3! I can play a ton of other instruments too... the piano being my most mastered. I can play the flute, piccolo, trumpet, harp, a tad bit of the oboe, cello, and of course, the violin... But like I said, piano is my best and most-played favorite."

"Wow, that's cool, how'd you learn them all?" He asked, slightly amazed.

I hesitated. "Well when I was little I would often go to a lot of opera, full symphony, band, or orchestra concerts with my grandmother, and I guess since then it piqued my motivation. So one day, a famous symphony group had a day where you could come in and they would teach you instruments. I came early ready and eager to learn. I think I was around 10 then? Once I stepped in, I knew I wanted to learn more than one instrument though. I immediately told my grandmother and she told me to go to each instrument I liked for an hour and rotate. Well an hour was enough for me and I picked up fairly quickly, it was really easy to catch on and since then I've been hooked."

He nodded, his face still indifferent, yet his eyes seemed far away.

I didn't reply and then I suddenly noticed that we were outside.

"Oh, Ikuto! Um... Can you keep this to yourself? I don't want anyone to really know because I don't want to seem like a freak prodigy or anything, plus I'm not that great... There's also something from my past that kind of stopped me from... playing everything again. I told you because you caught me so please keep it a secret." I bit my lip before running off to the car.

Ikuto's POV

"...so please keep it a secret!" Amu said, nibbling her lip and then speeding off.

"Hn." I replied, not really caring if she heard or not.

I walked down the stairs and headed to where I parked, waiting for the boys. Her childhood was almost somewhat similar to mine, except I only learned one instrument and played for Utau when I was younger. Oh wait, I better not tell anyone that we're siblings, no one is supposed to know. Good thing Amu didn't mention me looking similar to our dad... I would've not known what to say.

"Hey Tsukiyomi! Let's go!" Kukai called, the guys nearing the car.

"Sure." I replied, climbing in.

When we got home, I went upstairs and threw the keys on the counter, then headed upstairs and to my room where I plopped down and closed my eyes, yawning. Time for my evening nap...

.x.x.x. (A few weeks later) .x.x.x.

"Come on and just accept defeat, the Seiyo Tigers can't be beat!" I heard the cheerleaders shouting simultaneously from the sidelines, jumping and clapping their pom poms together. Well you know, what they usually do when they chant.

Sweat was dripping down my face as my lungs felt weary. It was the last quarter of the game with us in the lead by a point, 20 seconds on the clock. We all huddled up and every guy looked at me for any last words.

"I want to thank everyone here for doing their best in our last game of the season. If it weren't for you all working together as a team, we wouldn't be where we are now. So the plan is to just try to intercept the other school and not let them get any points. Got it?"

Everyone murmured or nodded.

"Let's go!"

I slid on my helmet and followed as everyone got into formation. I took another glance toward the cheerleaders to see Amu looking straight at me. She must've noticed because she shot her head at Tadase and fidgeted with her uniform. Ha, punk.

"Ready, set, hut!" The opponent called.

We all spread out and picked a person to guard. With just my luck, the most hefty person on that team was near me. I sprinted for him when he looked around. Glancing at the clock I saw 10 seconds left, and the person with the football was only 20 years away from making a goal. Luckily, Nagihiko being our fastest runner was after him, not too far behind. I looked forward again just in time to truck my target.

"Oof!" He grunted.

It's all up to you Nagihiko.

Suddenly I heard cheers and shouts emitting from somewhere. Looking up at the scoreboard, I saw that we had the same scores. Nagihiko did it, he caught up to the guy and prevented him from making a goal.

The guys rushed over to pick him up on their shoulders and walk around while our side of the bleachers emitted loud shouts and yells celebrating our victory. After about 10 minutes of victory, the team jogged towards the locker rooms, merging in with the cheerleaders. I spotted a familiar head of pink and ran to it.

"Amu!"

She turned around and saw me running toward her.

"Hey Ikuto! Congratulations!" She beamed, still in peppy mode.

"Thanks." I replied, panting.

She reached out and took off my helmet, unmasking my sexy glory, haha just kidding. Or am I?

She covered her nose. "Dang, you stink like sweat hardcore!"

I frowned. "Awww come here sweetie."

I leaned forward and bear hugged her, making sure to rub my wet hair into the crook of her neck.

"Ikuto! That's so gross! UGH!" She was able to shove me off since I was tired out from the game.

"You love it." I smirked.

She rolled her eyes. "Shut up."

"Hey Amu."

"What?"

"You have some nice legs, and to top it off, that cheerleader outfit doesn't suit you." I chuckled.

"Then what does?" She rose her brow.

"I prefer you cheering my name with your pom poms and being naked." I smirked.

And with that, I left her and sped off to go change. I could tell she was turning pink and I also heard her cuss loudly at me as I ran off. After a few seconds I eased into a walk. All I wanted to do was just go home and shower in my own bathroom.

Reaching the changing room, I opened my locker and started to take off all my gear when a shadow appeared at my side.

"Hey Kukai."

He grinned. "Sup bro."

We both changed and headed out to the parking lot.

"Can you believe it man? Our last game of the season." Kukai said.

I shrugged. "What are you up to after?"

"I'm not sure.." He drifted off before snapping back to his energetic self. "Hey! Hoshina!"

I glanced in the direction he shouted to see Utau. She saw us and started walking closer. When I saw her, we made eye-contact. No one still knew our secret, and we planned to keep it that way.

"Hi Ikuto, sup Souma." She nodded.

He smiled widely. "How was our game?"

"Oh, it was great! Congrats with finishing as champions in our district!" She slightly smiled back.

I looked around with boredom written all over my face. "Where's the rest of your group?"

"Oh they took their own cars, we all did except Amu, but I'm sure she'll run into someone to give her a ride."

"Ah," Kukai commented. "The guys took one car and Ikuto came up early on his motorcycle."

"That's cool." She looked at him with an indifferent expression.

"Anyways.. Where are you headed Hoshina?" He asked.

"I'm on my way to get some dirty grub," She patted her stomach. "The concession food here sucks."

As if given a cue, Kukai's stomach let out an enormous sound.

Utau burst out laughing as he blushed.

"Guess I'm hungry too.." He muttered, looking away ashamed.

When her laughing ceased, she looked at him. "Care to join then?"

His face brightened at her offer. "Let's go! I'll show you the best ramen place in town!"

He grabbed her wrist and sped off.

"W-Wait! Souma you don't even know what my car looks like!" Her voiced echoed as they went farther and farther away.

I sighed and ran my fingers through my matted hair, spotting a bench nearby and sitting down. I leaned back and closed my eyes...

"..lo? Girls? Hello? Anybody here?"

I groaned and rubbed my eyes. I guess I passed out for a little bit.. I opened my eyes to see the parking lot barely filled, then I looked towards where the voice came from. It was Amu, a few yards in front of me, not seeming to notice my presence. I smirked and stood up, casually strolling towards her. She shivered and started to rub her elbows for warmth. When I was right behind her, I bent down and blew a thin stream of air right into her ear.

"AHHHHHH!" She jumped up, almost hitting me square in the jaw.

I chuckled.

Amu whirled around with a pissed expression. "YOU JERKFACE!"

I blinked a couple of times with a disinterested countenance. "Yo."

She huffed and looked away. "Hey Ikuto... C-Can you give me a ride home?"

My brow raised. "Sure."

Amu's face immediately animated and she smiled. "Really?"

"Yeah, sure." I smirked. "But I gotta have something in return right?"

Even in the dark, her face still reddened visibly. "No!"

I sighed dully and sauntered away. "Fine, have fun spending the weekend here on campus."

"W-Wait! Fine... What do you want me to get you?"

I smiled coyly and turned around. "I don't want you to get me something, I want something from you."

"... Ugh, okay." She snarled before following me.

When we got to the motorcycle I climbed on and stuck the keys in the ignition. Then I pulled out a helmet and put it on, pulling out the extra and handing it to Amu.

"What? We're taking this?" She asked, horror all over her face.

I sighed and roared the engine, changing the gear. "Okay I guess I'll let you have the freedom to walk home alone in the dark where old and drunk rapists could get to you."

She squeaked and jumped onto the seat without further hesitation.

"Put your arms around my waist."

"Huh?"

"Put your arms around my waist." I repeated.

"No!"

"Okay." And with that, I stepped on the gas and veered out onto the main street.

"Ahhhhhh!" She screamed into my ear and put her arms around me, clutching on for dear life.

I smirked. "Gee Amu, getting a bit physical are we?"

"Shut the hell up and take me home." She yelled.

I chuckled, knowing that her face was as red as a tomato, and continued steering the motorcycle.

In a matter of minutes, we finally reached the driveway of her mansion. She exhaled loudly and we took off our helmets. Not wanting to be on my death machine anymore, she jumped off the bike. I noticed a hard tug as my bike veered to the right and whirled around to hear her scream and waving her arms. She was going to land head first onto the concrete. My brain processed this and immediately I reacted. My arms reached out to embrace her and I turned just in time for her to be on top before we hit the ground.

Amu's POV

Finally! We're here! I gladly took my arms away from Ikuto's stomach, but just as I did, my heart felt a little reluctant. His stomach was so toned... Was that a six-pack I felt? I shook my head, removing the unnecessary thoughts and took off my helmet. Not wanting to be on this terrifying piece of crap anymore, I eagerly jumped off. Suddenly I noticed my foot stuck underneath some part of the bike. The motorcycle started falling to the right and I screamed for dear life, shutting my eyes. I felt a pair of muscular arms encircle my waist and upper back before I hit the ground. A few seconds after I was supposed to land, I noticed that the concrete was squishy feeling. My eyes flew open, meeting a pair of captivating blue orbs.

Suddenly all thoughts left my brain as we continued to stare into each other's eyes. I felt my heart quicken its pace and before I knew it, I felt my head slowly leaning in, as well as his.

"Unn." Ikuto groaned.

I snapped out of it and gasped. "Oh my god, are you okay?"

"No." He grunted.

I immediately tried to get up, only to be held back in his vice-like grip.

"You owe me.. Twice." He smirked.

"You're unbelievable!" I huffed, forcing myself free.

Turning my back towards him, I crossed my arms in anger as he got up. Then, the remorse ran through my body just like that.

"T-Thanks..." I said quietly.

"It's whatever." He replied.

I heard him climb onto his bike and start it again.

"Goodnight Ikuto.." I turned around and smiled apologetically.

"G'night." He nodded.

And just like that, he was gone. I stared after him as his figure slowly disappeared into the darkness. When he was gone, I felt a small pang in the pit of my stomach. What is this..? Shaking my head, I took out my keys and headed to the door.

Ikuto just saved me from a serious injury... maybe that pervert isn't so bad after all.


A/N: Extra long chapter for my apologies, I hope you enjoyed! (:

I know I had Amu play Ikuto's song but don't worry, in future chapters I have a better song I found for him to play, it's going to describe Ikuto very well, it's much more heart-touching than his original.

Please check out my other stories if you wish, although they aren't as great as this or the oneshots... well just check out the oneshots, they aren't as crappy as the rest of my stories :P

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