Shugo Chara
ThE BaBySiTtEr
Summary: Amu thinks Tsukiyomi is the cutest guy ever. Ikuto's little brother, that is. Amu baby-sits him often, and only caught the eye of the perverted cat boy, who's love rival is a four year old. With a jealous Ikuto, a stubborn Amu, a cute little toddler, and brother rivalry, what's not to love?
ShellyCullen: I had my second day of school. Its actually better than I thought it would be this year. :)
Ikuto: Your only saying that because the guy you suddenly like remembered he had another class with you when you saw him 9th period.
Shelly: W-What?! T-That's sooooo not true!!!
Ikuto: You sound just like Amu.
Amu: No She doesn't!!!
Ikuto: I rest my case.
Shelly: Eh! Whatever! Anywho, the last story I had, had a review stating "Hope its as good as people say it is." People talk about my story?! OMG!!!!
Ikuto: Now she's crying.
Amu: At least she's happy...???
Shelly: OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOGOMGOMG!!!!!!!!!!! Well, start the chappie. And a special shout out to ninjakittywhiskers! ^-^
Ikuto: ShellyCullen does not own Shugo Chara.
Chapter Four:
Mr. Tinman
I was walking through town, making my way to the Tsukiyomi household. I'm not there for Ikuto though, never will I be. He's such a sick cruel jerk and a pig! Stupid pervert!
I was already irritated, ringing the bell with a bit too much force. The door opened, and I saw nothing. My eyes bugged out. A…GHOST?!
"Amu-chan!" A voice cheered and I looked down. Aruto-kun was there, smiling up at me as if his whole world had been brightened. I smiled back.
"Hey, Aruto-kun. How are you?" I asked and he grabbed onto my leg, giving me a hug.
"I missed you." He murmured. This kid was too cute. Aruto let go, blushing slightly as I closed the door. It was very quiet in the house, like a cemetery.
"Um…where's your mother?" I asked, seeing the dark walls and rooms.
"Work. She has two jobs…" He hesitated for a moment. "Ikuto's in his room." He looked up at me, almost sad. I made a face by sticking my tongue out. The smile returned.
"So…what do you want to do today?" I asked, ruffling his hair. It felt soft and clean.
"T-There's a trampoline outside. We could go on that!" He cheered. "But I need to get something first. Come up." The little boy took my hand and brought me up the stairs, stopping in front of his door.
"Wait here." He instructed and walked in. I waited, trying to get a few strands out of my face. A door opened and I checked around me.
Ikuto stood, across the hall in jeans and a black sweater. This didn't make me furious though. It was the fact that there was a girl with blonde hair stuck in pigtails and violet eyes. She glared at me with unnecessary hatred and gripped the front of Ikuto's shirt.
"Ikuto…" She whined, staring up at him with big eyes. "Who is this girl?" She pouted, now placing her hands on her hips. Ikuto looked down at her, his eyes showing trust, but his body language explained that he couldn't care less.
"The babysitter." He stated, plainly. She looked back at me and snickered, bringing her arms around his neck.
"That was fun…but now I'm hungry." She complained and I rolled my eyes. Jeez, this girl sure was needy.
"Got it, Amu-chan." Aruto stated, coming back out of his room holding something in his tiny hands. He stared at Ikuto and the girl confused, then glared.
"Your brothers too cute!" The blonde replied, reaching out to touch his head. Aruto backed up behind me for protection. She straightened back up, frowning.
"Uh…what do you have, Aruto-kun?" I asked, squatting and coming down to his height.
"Oh! Yeah, here it is." He responded, opening his hands to reveal a small brown hamster. I smiled and rubbed its back.
"EW! Get that rodent out of here!" Ikuto's…girlfriend remarked, clinging onto him. I raised an eyebrow at her stupidity.
"It's a hamster." I corrected, giving her a glare. She met my challenge.
"I don't care what it is, just get it out!" She yelled, walking back into Ikuto's room with her arms crossed. Ikuto, however, stayed at the doorframe, staring down at me. I rolled my eyes.
"Shouldn't you get back to your girlfriend?" I asked, and he came closer, whispering in my ear.
"Between you and me…" He began, his breath hot and husky. "She's not my girlfriend." He said and stepped back, going to his room and comforting that girl.
What a jerk.
I sighed and stared down at Aruto, who was shaking in fury. I patted his head again and he focused on my face.
"So…where is this trampoline?"
:D
"This is…so much fun!" I said into the air, bouncing on the platform. I was a little afraid to jump on here to begin with, but it was exciting. The trampoline lifted you into the air, giving me a feeling of flying, then your stomach would drop when gravity took place, only to be caught by the springs.
Aruto was bouncing beside me, his hamster was lying in the grass in its cage. He didn't reply, but smiled at me.
"Aw. Look at the little kids." A familiar voice screeched. I stopped jumping and turned back to that blonde girl. Her hair was disheveled, messed up and frizzy as her face was slightly pink. Ikuto was next to her, his face completely composed and bored.
I glared at them both.
Ikuto whispered something to the girl, but she shook her head, making the pigtails shake.
"Little kids? You're the one with the child hair do." I pointed out in my cool character. She glared, obviously hearing my remark.
"Hey, brat. At least I'm the one with the boyfriend here. You're just the babysitter." She smirked and I almost felt like yelling what Ikuto had said to me. About her not really being his girlfriend.
"I gotta go now, so don't try to have fun without me. Like you could." She smiled, staring up at him. I looked at Aruto and made a gagging sound. He laughed.
I was finally happy when that girl left, slightly relieved and bounced higher now. I was really getting the hang of it, and if I wanted I could have done flips. Only, there wasn't a net around it to protect me.
"Jealous, Amu?" Ikuto questioned, by the edge of the trampoline. His smirk returned as I glared and shut my eyes.
"As if." I responded, not giving him the satisfaction of seeing me blush. I almost did…because of that smirk.
"Get off!" Aruto yelled as Ikuto climbed up and in front of me. I looked down, concentrating. Maybe if I pay attention to our feet, I'll step on his foot.
Ikuto grabbed my waist, jumping higher into the air and falling. I struggled, trying to find the platform to fall on, but our bodies were tangled side ways. I shut my eyes.
The springs in the trampoline made a tight squeak as we fell, lying on our sides. My face was flushed, body trembling from fear and distrust. Ikuto smiled, staring at my face only a few inches away from his own. The springs continued to squeak, just as the bounce subsided and I sighed, feeling limp. Ikuto laughed.
"Get off!" Aruto yelled again, looking down at us. I could see he was upset, pulling on Ikuto's sleeve in protest.
"It's my turn with the babysitter." Ikuto replied, snuggling into my neck. I couldn't hide the blush on my cheeks, which hadn't escaped Aruto…or Ikuto.
"She's not a toy! She's my babysitter!" Aruto screamed, his voice growing higher by the minute. I couldn't see Ikuto's reaction, but he seemed confident enough.
"She's a girl, Aruto. One that is way too old for you. Wouldn't you want to play with a friend your own age?" He asked and I fought to get out of his arms. Ikuto only ended up closer than before.
"No." Aruto stated quickly, now staring down at me. "Let's go, Amu-chan." He finished, jumping off and onto the lawn.
"Amu-chan?" Ikuto asked, whispering this into my ear. I glared at him.
"Let go." I barked, his heat radiating off his body heat. I could smell perfume…from the girl?
"Maybe later. I want to show you something." He commanded, sitting up and helping me onto my feet.
"I don't want to go somewhere with you." My reply only seemed to amuse him in some way. I pulled out of his grasp. "Don't you have some girls to attend to?"
He laughed now, giving me a breathtaking smile. I tried not to look in awe, telling myself it was phony.
"Why do you care? You sure are defensive about me and other girls. Does it bother you?"
I'm not quite sure what happened, but the next thing I know I slapped him across the face, leaving him with a red handprint. His head turned back to me, a dark smile spreading across it.
"Being hostile, are you, Amu?" He grabbed my arms roughly as fear erupted in me. What if he was going to hit me?! I immediately regretted slapping him in the face. Now I have my own doom to look to.
Before anything happened, Ikuto winced and released me. I looked at him confused, to see Aruto behind him. He glared at Ikuto and Ikuto met his glare with something even more deadly. I gasped.
"A-Aruto-kun!" I yelled, grabbing the small boy away from Ikuto's grasp. I was shielding him away, trying my best to protect him. His brother truly was a monster.
Ikuto gave Aruto a piercing look, sending that fear back into my own body. Fear for Aruto. What would Ikuto do to the poor boy? Aruto clung to my arm.
"Watch it, kid. This isn't fun and games." He hissed, jumping off the trampoline and walking back inside. I sighed as my legs gave up and we bounced for a moment. Aruto looked up at me.
"Y-You didn't have to do that." He stated, guilty. I spotted a piece of dirt on his face and licked my thumb cleaning it off, but like most children do he backed away, disgusted.
"It's alright. Ikuto isn't always that gentle, is he?" I asked and Aruto shook his head. I could only imagine what he had to go through.
:P
A few days passed and I'd go to Aruto's after school everyday. Sometimes his mom would be there and sometimes she wasn't. Ikuto was usually there when I came, but he acted as if I were invisible, much to my liking. However, bringing in girls didn't stop. And most of them weren't even the same one.
It was the weekend again and I decided on heading over early to see Aruto. Thinking of how Ikuto treated him always struck a nerve in me and had me running to his house. What can I say? The guy is scary.
I knocked on the door with the gold door handle and it opened slowly. I frowned at the person. Ikuto Tsukiyomi stood there, rather tired. His hair was messy, but still just as perfect and his eyes were dull. He wore dark blue sweat pants and a gray tank over his chest, revealing the muscles across them.
I paid no attention to that factor because his smirk was already keeping me occupied.
"Well, look who's here." He stated, leaning against the doorframe. I didn't say anything, wondering why he had bothered on talking to me again. It had been, what? A week since our little conversation on the trampoline?
But it was too good to be true. I guess I always knew the peace of not having Ikuto near would end. At least, I hoped that it wouldn't have, even thought I knew it wasn't going to happen. I searched behind him, seeing as Aruto wasn't there.
"Where's Aruto?" I asked, sharply. Ikuto shrugged, making sure to keep his cool and casual expression in place. I raised an eyebrow.
"Don't know." He stated now, sighing. He looked back up at me, slightly interested. "Aruto can't be the only reason you come here." He said as if this were a known fact. I rolled my eyes.
"How many times do I have to tell you? I'm not here for you, Ikuto." I replied, peeking over his shoulder again. Still no sign.
"Well, when you see Aruto…tell him I stopped by." I finished, turning on my heel. I didn't even wait for an answer. He probably wouldn't even tell Aruto anyway.
"You really are interesting." Ikuto spoke and I froze, looking back at him. He must be joking. Ikuto came a few paces toward me, wearing some blue slippers over his feet. He stared down at me and I was trying to figure out if he were serious or not.
"I can get any girl I want, just by sending them a wink if I want." He began and I tried not to roll my eyes.
"Why would I care?" I asked, but he continued.
"They come easy to me, almost like kittens to milk. Or an alcoholic to a pub." He seemed to be speaking out of his mind aloud, if he was just saying this to make me stop or be overwhelmed, I couldn't tell. He could simply be stating his feelings.
"But…you, on the other hand. I've shown interest in you since the very start. Wondering why you were protecting Aruto. Curious about that glint in your eyes, just to find that you were here for him. And not me." He shook his head. "Why is it that the highest must always fall? Even to the lowest of them all?"
I could have sworn something passed his eyes, but it was contained in a second. He was acting almost…poetic in a way. Could it be a new approach? I kept my glare on, ignoring these tactics of his.
He smirked down at me, just as the warm blush coated my cheeks. I was never going to get over the fact that he's hot, was I?
"Aruto's upstairs in his room. I'll be leaving soon, so watch over him." He commanded and walked back into the house. I followed, curious.
"You're not staying?" I asked, bewildered. He was always in this house…or so it seemed.
"Are you going to miss me?" He teased, turning. I glared. "Yeah, I'm leaving. Unlike you, I have a life." He answered, going up to his room.
"WHAT?! I SO DO have a LIFE!!!" I yelled, annoyed. Ikuto ignored me, pissing me off even more. What a weirdo.
I went straight to Aruto's room, finding that my angry wasn't going to fade anytime soon. Aruto sat in the corner, sitting on his knees and he seemed to be whispering something. Some unexplained emotion swept over me.
"A-Aruto-kun?" I called. The boy turned back to me, surprised, then smiled softly. There was a phone in his hand, which he quickly stashed away under the small table by his bed.
"Amu-chan." He stated, standing and giving me a hug. I began to calm a bit, an idea popping in my head.
"Aruto-kun. Want to go out today?" I asked, squatting back to meet his eyes. His cheeks turned a light pink.
"G-Go out?" He asked, staring down at the ground nervously. "Okay, where?" He asked, curiously looking up.
"How about the mall. We can get some candy." I suggested as his smile became one of awe.
"YEAH!"
We walked to the mall in the cool weather. I was debating whether or not it was too cold for Aruto to be walking around. He seemed to like the cool though, not shivering when a breeze blew passed us, much like I did.
Once we arrived, Aruto was gasping at everything. It was almost as if it were his first time seeing a mall. He'd be all engrossed in something one minute, then running to something else. While he kept asking questions and pointing to things asking, 'What's that?'.
After three hours I began to get hungry. Aruto was running along the halls while I trailed slowly behind. He had so much excitement and energy for someone so small. I wondered when all that sugar would run out of his system.
I'd spoke too soon, I supposed. When I finally caught up to him, his eyes were droopy and he was yawning every few minutes. His walking was slow and he wasn't as 'aware' of things.
"Do you want me to carry you, Aruto-kun?" I asked, holding my arms out. Once I had him in grasp, he fell right into my arms, breathing evenly. I picked him up and headed to the food court.
"Yes, two ice cream scoops in separate cups." I told the lady, staring up at the choices. "I'll have strawberry and…uh…" I didn't even know what flavor Aruto wanted. I peeked at Aruto, who was still sleeping and sighed. This wasn't going to be easy.
"Get chocolate."
"HUH?" I jumped, turning around. Aruto shifted over the sudden action, but did nothing else. Ikuto was standing there, holding a white bag in his arms. Naturally, I made a glare.
"What? No girl today?" I asked, my eyes scanning the place. Girls were already checking him out and giggling, but none seemed to have known him.
"There you go with that jealousy problem." Ikuto stated, giving me a classic smirk. I stuck my tongue out.
"I'm not jealous, stupid!"
"Uh…" The lady behind the ice cream said, breaking our little fight.
"Oh! Sorry." I mumbled, my cheeks turning their dark shade.
"He likes chocolate. So you might as well get it for him." Ikuto said again and I bit the inside of my cheek. Was he telling the truth?
"Chocolate then." I stated, as the woman began to scoop out the treat. "You better be right." I muttered to the playboy.
It was pretty hard holding a little kid, and two ice cream cups in your hands at the same time, but I managed. Eating the food, however, was a different story.
"I'll hold him for you." Ikuto offered, holding a hand out for the boy. I shook my head.
"I'm not giving him to you! You're the one who left him in the park." I remarked as he glared down at me.
"I had my reasons." He said, his hands falling to his sides. I glared straight ahead. Yeah, being a total ASS.
I had finally left the mall, and entered the parking lot. Ikuto was no longer behind me and I was grateful for that.
"Is…is that for me?" Aruto asked from over my shoulder. I hadn't heard him wake up, but here he was, now wide awake and awed. He was staring at the chocolate ice cream, eyeing it in a touched way. I nodded and handed him the food while setting him on the ground.
"Mmm." He complimented, sending me a smile. "And it's chocolate! My favorite! How did you know?" He asked and I just giggled.
Well, what do you know. Looks like that tinman playboy actually has a heart.
ShellyCullen: Chapter four is completed. I'm actually planning to bring out Ikuto's perverted side next chapter, so look forward to that.
Also, on my screen name, IOwnIkuto I made a picture of Aruto-kun for this story on Deviantart. Sadly, it's not colored, but I find it really cute. So if you have time, take a look!
Ikuto: I'm finally going to be perverted? Took you long enough.
Shelly: Well, I'm SO SORRY! *Sarcasm.
Ikuto: And why am I the bad guy here?! You're turning all my fans against me and to Aruto. Stupid brat.
Shelly: HEY! Who could turn down a face like this? *Hugs Aruto.
Aruto: Your…squishing…my…face.
Ikuto: *Sigh. I'm depressed. *Glomps Amu. Amu, make me happy. *Grabs Amu's butt.
Amu: G-Get OFF!!!
Shelly: You truly are perverted.………Reviews please!!! ^-^
Shelly