The Kidnapper

ShellyCullen: The Secret Life of the American Teenager is on today! What will happen???

Yaya: I like babies.

ShellyCullen: Uh…good for you?

Ikuto:……

ShellyCullen: WHERE IS AMU IKUTO?!?!?!

Ikuto: She's…busy.

ShellyCullen: ???

Yaya: HUH? I don't get it.

ShellyCullen: I like the Fred videos on YouTube! :)

Ran, Miki, Suu: *Sweat drop. You're so random, ShellyCullen.

Ikuto: ShellyCullen does not own Shugo Chara. I own Amu though. ;3 (Refer to chapter three)

Chapter Four:

The Let Go

"It's time to go." He said and got up. "Where?" I squeaked. "To your new home."

My heart was still pounding as he said this. 'New…home???' He opened the door and sunshine blinded my eyes. I covered the light with my eyes. "Where…are we?" I whispered. I was scared that if I spoke too much, he would try and get close to me again. What scared me more was that I WANTED him to do it again. He didn't answer me, instead he walked forward. I stayed in the leather seat, unsure.

"Coming?" He asked. I started getting up when two arms pulled me and I was lifted from the chair. I was scooped up in Ikuto's arms bridal style. "Ready for the honeymoon, sweetie?" He asked mockingly. I blushed.

"S-Shut up."

We entered a small apartment on the first floor. The walls were a plane white and I saw four rooms. There was a tiny, but cozy kitchen, a living room, one bathroom and one bedroom. My heart thumped. "I-I have to go home." I stated trying to get out of Ikuto's arms. He held me tighter.

"Nonsense, your staying here. I won't let you out of my sight." He whispered in my ear. Then he licked my cheek again.

"L-LET GO!!!" I yelled, kicking around like a little kid. A mischievous look came into Ikuto's eyes and a smirk appeared on his angelic face. "H-Huh?"

Suddenly, he threw me onto the couch and pinned me so I was locked under him. "W-what happened???" I asked, as my head was spinning.

"Maybe I'll just have to keep you like this." He said, staring down at me in amusement. I tried to wiggle free. No such luck. "Amu-chan." Suddenly, he rolled to the side and sat me on top of him so we were pressed together. "I like this position. What about you?" He asked. He gently started to kiss my neck. Tenderly, sweetly. I was frozen. Then he licked the spot he had kissed.

"I-I." I started when he shifted so he was on top of me again.

"Shh." He whispered as he started to nibble my ear. I shivered in delight. "Amu." He stated and I looked to see his face close to mine, centimeters away, now millimeters.

"S-Sto-." I tried to say. My will was crumbling. 'Why did it have to be him who made me weak with desire?' Then it hit me. I WANTED him to kiss me. I wanted his soft, smooth lips to press against mine. His lips were moving closer, I could taste his breathe. It smelled like honey, only sweeter. My heart was going to burst out of my chest, my head was going haywire and my face was warm. I wanted, NEEDED him to kiss me. I lifted my lips to touch his and…RING RING. "AHHH!" I screamed as I fell onto the floor. Ikuto glared at the phone.

"Son of a bitch!" He screamed and swiped the phone. He walked into the bedroom and slammed the door.

I stayed on the floor, scared that if I got up I might go to him. To Ikuto. And I might lose control. I shook my head. 'I can NEVER lose control again like I just did. EVER!'

"What the HELL do you want???!!!" Ikuto hissed into the phone. He was grabbing the device a little too tightly.

"Hello, to you too." The woman's voice replied.

"Why did you call?!?!?!?" Ikuto demanded, his voice filled with anger and hatred.

"To remind you not to do anything stupid. Don't let your hormones get in the way of this mission. This girl is going to BOSS. Got it?" Ikuto gritted his teeth together.

"I know that." He hissed.

"Good. Make sure you stick to your assignment, Ikuto. I know how you get around a pretty girl and this one is very defenseless. Let's not forget what happened last time, hmm?" The woman said. Ikuto's eyes widened then narrowed.

"I know what my assignment is. You don't need to tell me twice. Amu Hinamori will be delivered on time, don't doubt me." He stated calmer now, but still an edge to his slick voice.

"Perfect. We're counting on you, Iku-." Click. Ikuto hung up on the woman. Then, he flung the phone to the wall splitting it in two. 'Amu will be delivered to Easter. For EVERONES sake.'

Short Story

ShellyCullen: Hmm, I was bored. NYA. Thought I'd write this little story.

Ikuto: Shouldn't you be writing "The Kidnapper"?

ShellyCullen: Well, I need some ideas. This might actually help me.

Ikuto: ..........

ShellyCullen: This short story has NOTHING to do with THE KIDNAPPER. Anyway, ENJOY! Nya!

Summer Rain

I was never the kind of girl who liked rain. It was wet, cold, and always got my socks wet. I shuddered at the thought. So, of course when I'm stuck waiting for a ride from school it starts raining like crazy. I sat under the shelter of the school alone, glaring at the rain. God hated me. The taste of sea water flowed through my nostrils and I wrinkled my nose. This day was going to stink. "Not having fun, kid?" Asked a male voice. I looked up at the wet silhouette leaning over the shelter I was under. His whole body was covered in water, drowned in it. His hair looked dark and his blue eyes glistened. I shook my head. "Well, you should enjoy the water every once in a while." He stated as he gazed through the heavy droplets pouring from the sky. "You…like the rain?" I asked curiously. I don't know what made me talk to this stranger. Something about him… He looked back at me and smiled. "No, I don't like the rain. Just every once in a while its fun." He stated matter-o-fact. I looked back into the wet wonderland and cringed. The rain was unappealing, dirty, and we lost uncle to it. "I…hate the rain." I said through gritted teeth. I made sure no tears were falling. Then he started laughing. I looked up at him surprised, mad, and a little insulted. "Kids these days." He stated. I frowned. "You're a kid too!" I accused. "Yah, but your about 9 and I'm 14." He said.

'Wow, he looks younger than he seems.' "Still hate the rain?" He asked raising an eyebrow. I nodded. "Well, guess I'll have to change your mind!" He said and pulled me up. "What are you-?" He took me out into the rain and I winced. "Ew." I stated. He started laughing again. "Come on, it's not too bad." He stated. The rain felt like bullets coming onto my head. They kept hitting me, soaking my clothes. And then, I started to cry. "Whoa, I'm sorry. Please don't cry." He pleaded. I was wailing like a baby. "Ah, hold on." He took off his black sweater and slipped it on me. He took the hood and covered my head. It was too big, coming down to my knees. "There. That's enough rain for today." He grabbed my hand and we went under the shelter once more. And I knew. That from then on, my new favorite weather was the rain.

ShellyCullen: Hey, that's the end. I love how the chapter ended, though i want to fix the scene a little.

Ikuto: Nice.

ShellyCullen: Hmm. Do any of you viewers know where Amu is? Please tell me what you think! :)

Ikuto: They'll never guess right.

ShellyCullen: You never know, Mr. Negative. Please tell me what you think about the short story and chapter!

Ikuto: Don't encourage her.

ShellyCullen: *Hits Ikuto with a wooden stick.

Ikuto: OW!!! What the HELL was THAT!!!

ShellyCullen: Language, Mr. It's a Filipino fighting stick. Now, more reviews=next chapter!!! ;)

Ikuto: Ow. So abusive.