I Sighed.
Why did I do that? I could have easily pointed out that I didn't want to talk about what happned before. Then again, she neveer listened. She was nosy, but that was her personality, and it was fine like that. She was caring, so that kiccked the annoyance factor out the window.
I was tempted to go apologize, but what use would that do?
Everything.
I don't have the guta to apologize though, It's not like me, or my personality.
I sighed, running my slender fingers through my shaggy blue hair.
Tomarrow will be another day, I can say sorry tomarrow morning. I set my alarm clock for six o clockm to wake up to meet hr before she goes to work.
~ Amu's point of view
Geez, what is his problem?
Can't I express how much I like love? Without him getting an issue? Of course not because for some reson he hates love. I wonder why? He probably, actually, I know he has girls frooling over him, just his perfect complextion could tell you that! But does it annoy him? Is that why he doesn't know how to love?
Is love just looks around him? Is that what he grew up with?
I don't know, But whatever his problem was, I was determined to fix it. I was determined to find out what his issue was.
Starting tomarrow. I closed my eyes and let darkness enguld me. Peaceful sleep.
~Ikuto's point of view
I held the note that was attached to my warm plate of pancakes.
I didn't get up as early as my alarm went off, and aparently Amu turned it off, because it wasn't waking me. I didn't have the chance to say sorry about last night.
The note read:
Sorry, about last night.
My hand clasped tighter, holding in sweatdrops. She was saying sorry? I was the one who acted like a jerk. I had to show this woman how to act like a kid, and stop being the grown up. There was no need to say sorry.
That's it.
I smiled to myself, crupling the note, tossing it in the trash can.
I was going to show this woman how to have a fun time, whether she liked it or not.
~5:11pm
"Im home!" a familiar, cheeky voice echoed in the house. Amu was home. "Today was fun, Ikuto, we got to make the clay sculpture's, and look what I made!" "Ikut-"
Yoru was cut off, once in my sight. I grabbed him, taking him by the mouth and body, and pulling him to the side of the room, around the corner of the top of the stairs.
Indeed, I was in the living room, with all the lights off, I was hiding from Amu.
"Hey, Ikuto-" she walked around the corner, and I pounced on her.
"ahh!" she screeched, as I held her back, fast lowering her to the flooor, yet supporting her, so she thought she was falling.
I winked and smirked at her, but stuck my tongue out at the side of my mouth.
"Gotcha." I simply replied.
She pushed me away, after blushing madly, and taking seconds to realize what happened. "Hey!" she got up. "What's with the scare?" she asked. She wasn't mad. I knew she liked the thrill, she was hiding it. I knew.
Her face was a light peach, with a stream of read lining the top of her nose and cheekbones, and trailing along.
I smiled, laughing. Soon Yoru was laughing too.
"Hey! Don't gang up on me!" She pouted, and with a slight stutter.
"I'm sorry." I got serious, but I was still smiling. I held back laughs. I walked up to her. I looked down to meet her eyes, since my height.
"For everything." I replied to myself, finishing my sorry.
It was simple, but I meant it. I over reacted. She doesn't even know my past.
She laughed nervously. "It's fine, It was my fault for bringing something up that you didn't want to talk about."
No, It was my fault for over reacting and getting mad at you for no reason." I said, grabbing her hand. "So I'm taking you out."
She blushed. "huh?" She asked, probably to me. Yeah, me.
I laughed. "You don't have any other plans I hope. I just want to go out as friends, Amu." I encouraged, hoping hse would just listen and follow.
I tugged on her hand. "Let's go." I said, opening the door.
"What about Yoru?"
"Oh, I hired a babysitter."
"…"
Oh yeah, that was her job, wasn't it?
"I'm not being paid.. to have fun, I have to stay home and watch him like I told your mother I would." She giggled, though sounding nervous.
"I'll pay you just to come out with me." I urged. I needed her to relax more.
"That's not the idea, Ikuto, I need to watch him. I made a commitment."
"So you can't comit to me either? I though we would get married?" I teased, as I watched the blush swipe across her face.
Why would I say that? I didn't want anything to do with love..
Stuttering, she frowned. "I'm sorry, I have to watch your brother."
"Let's just go, I already hired somebbody, and I paid them." I reminded her.
She sighed. Signaling she gave up with silence. Grabbing her hand now, we made our way ouside.
I locked the door, because I didn't really hire a baby sitter, that was just to get her out.
He would be fine, I left him alone before, and that was probably the reason my mother wouldn't trust me taking care of him on her trip, she wouldn't catch a wink of sleep, and she'd be on the phone talking to me making sure he's fine the whole time.
That woman needs to relax…
Soko and Amu need to both relax….
~ Amusement park, 6:02pm
"so, where are we going first?" She said calmly, though I could here the bits of excitement screaming their lungs out from those few words.
I laughed at her. She was funny. "let's go to the ferris wheel first, ok?"
She smiled, twitching. "sure…" she replied, twitching about.
When we were on the roller coaster, it was funny because she looked like she was super glued to the container bars that held you securely, as if it was life or death.
Well, if you fell or something, you would die.
So, I must prevent that.
I sighed, holding her with one arm, while she jumped.
"Hey, are you scared?" I hummed. She tensed up, as I felt the cart pull forward and rumble as It moved.
It starts now.
"Amu, you can hold onto my arm if your scared." I pointed out, smiling.
She still clearly loved that bar. "If this thing falls ot of the sky, your arm won't grow wings and fly us to safety." She replied.
I tried to hold laughter back, but it was impossible. I burst out into a fit of laughing, almost choking out words with my only whisps opf breath. "I-If t-the r-ride crashes, the ba-r won't-t, grow wings e-either!' I laughed, laying back. She grabbed my arm with one arm, stopping me from my idiotic movements.
"Don't move. They tip easily." She spoke in monotone, as if emotion would tip the cart.
I laughed. "Like this?" I moved forward and backward, as she cried pleas to stop me.
I stuck my tongue out at her, winking, aqs she shook, and shivered as she grasped the metal bar for her life.
I laughed more. "It won't actually tip, Amu. Trust me."
"Of course I don't trust you, your Ikuto." She plainly spoke, narrowing her eyes at me, but barely turning, in fear it would tip.
I laughed again. My personal record for chuckles all year.
"I know what ride we are going on next!" I said, coming to a conclusion.
She looked at me in fear.
"I sure hope were not going in…."
"The haunted house? Yes." I winked at her.
As the ride went round and round, Amu begged the fair atendants to take her out. I just complained how much of a kid she was and made her pull through it.
Like, I literally held her on the ride every time it went around.
But soon it came that we crossed paths with the haunted house.
More fun for me.
As we entered the house slowly, I felt her arm attach to mine. She was totally scared.
What was the point of this whole event again? Oh yeah, I was supposed to make her have fun. But scaring her is better.
"Ikuto.." she started. "Can we leave?" I shook my head. "Nope." I said popping the p.
A bat flew above our heads.
"AHH!" she dived, now holding just above my waist.
I rolled my eyes. Was that not obviously fake?
"Amu, get up." I grabbed her arm, and we continued walking, while she shivered.
We were eventually really far in the cave, or haunted house. We were walking through the dark, not illuminated hallways, that were slightly breezy, but no window could be found in sight.
"Hey Amu." I made conversation.
"Yes?" she asked.
"You do trust me, right?" I recalled her words on the ferris wheel. Maybe it annoyed me because my mother didn't trust me, and if someone like my sister didn't trust me, well.. that would be upsetting, that nobody trusts me.
She looked up at me.
"I don't know you well enough to trust you," she teased.
I laughed. "Well, were at the carnival right now, alone. My favorite food is Taiyaki-"
"Not like that you dummy!" She laughed at me, smacking me arm.
"Then what do you mean?"
"I don't know- maybe not rocking the ferris wheel cart around when I'm scared to death, or maybe not taking me to the worst places!" she pouted.
"This place isn't that bad, is it?" IU asked, chuckling.
"Of course not, I always liked the carnival."
"Then why do you act lie you hate kiddy things other than kids?"
I ws getting somewhere with this.
"…" she said, stopping, then walking again. "So, why do you like Taiyaki?"
nope, off the lead.
"don't change the subject."
"I don't nee to answer yo-" she stopped when she was suddenly disrupted by a glass cage illuminating in front of us to reveal a creepy, blank faced full size manuquienne covered and blood, with trails of it dripping off the window.
Amu screamed, and ran the other way. I just flinched. They would show kids this?
"Amu!" I yelled, tracing my Sister's friend.
Nowhere in sight. I could just hear the faint sobs, coming from the distance after minutes of countless looking.
"Amu! Hey, it was fake!" I called. No answer.
"Amu!" I tried to make my voice louder, putting my hands up to my mouth in an outward direction.
I heard something from around the corner. Sniffles.
"Amu.." I said, walking around the corner to see a pink ball sobbing and hiding behind a bunch of boxes.
She was sixteen, and horrified of horror, what a girl.
"Hey." I said lightly, getting her attention. "come here." I threw my arms out, offering a comforting hug. She gladly accepted.
I held her close.
Why..
Why did I do that?
I don't like remembering warm feelings.
Or being reminded what happened either way.
So why am I doiung this?
Because I'm a nice guy?
No.
Because she's pathetic?
Yeah..probably.
No, that's not it.
She's just..different then the others…
"Ikuto?"
"Yeah?" I ackknoleged.
"Were going on my type of ride now."
What?
~Amu's point of view.
"what..happened?" I asked.
The fair ws completely turned off, and everyone was gone. This must have been some stupid fair not to check all the rides if everyone was gone or not..
But what would we do?
"Hey." Ikuto started talking, so I looked at him.
"let's go ride your rife, ok?" He said.
"What, everything is shut down!"
"Who cares." He dragged me.
"but what if they catch us?"
"Doesn't matter." He put me on a plastic horse, lifting me on.
"Will they notice if we've been here?"
"Probably not." He sat up on the back of the plastic horse with me.
"What are you doing?" I finally realised what was going on. We were on the merry go round.
He got off for a second. "stay there." I obeyed.
A few seconds later, the lights turned on and the horsed bobbed up and down, following the patters and tracks they were made ot follow.
He ran around the side of the ride and jumped on the horse with me again.
"What are we doing, this is a kids ride!"
"Didn't you say we were going to ride your kind of ride?"
"Yes!"
"Well, this is your age category, right?"
"Ye- NO!" He laughed at me. Apparently my torture is his laughter.
He laughed, as we went on.
"so, what about you, what do you do for a living?" He asked me.
Was he starting the question topic, again? Like before now?
"You already know, I babysit your brother."
"Good point. Let's taalk about me." Yep, that was Ikuto for you.
I sighed.
"Ok, what about you?"
"Ok, let's see, I am seventeen years old and I love my mother, sister, and brother, and I love taiyaki, like I said, I like chocolate mostly though, and I like dark colors. I hate the color yellow and I like sleeping."
I laughed.
"you use the word love a lot, you know." His expression changed into a downfall. His bangs covered his eyes as he leaned down.
"On this subject again, are we?" I stared at him for a while. Though our eyes didn't connect, I could feel intense memories surging through his thoughts. I wish he would tell me. It's not like I have so many friends to blab to about things in others lives.
"Well, Actually. It's getting pretty late. Should we go?" I asked, hoping to change his thought training.
"Yeah, if your bored." I laughed. "Nothing, is boring with you Ikuto." He laughed to, a genuine smile coming to mind now. "good point."
As we rode home, the ride was short, and fast. We didn't talk, and we were pretty tired.
"Hello? Babysitter-chan?" I looked in the house, expecting to find someone there. All he lights were off. I walked in, turning the blinding lightbuldbs on as Ikuto followed soon.
"Ikuto, where's the babysitter?" I frantically asked. He rubbed the back of his head, unsure how to put it.
"I didn't hire one?"
"WHAT?"
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