"Ow!" Ikuto yelled "What the he-"

I stared at the counter behind him. "Smudge! No! Bad girl! Go!" I hissed under my breath. I lowered my arms and waved them at the small ferret.

Smudge sneezed, hopped off the counter to the porcelain floor, and scampered away.

Meanwhile, Ikuto was grimacing as he put the green egg down and turned on the faucet.

I watched as he ran his hand under cool water, making the water flow pink with the blood.

"Oh, geeze, Ikuto, look at how much blood there is! Are you okay?" I said in a panicked tone.

"Do I look okay to you? God, that thing is evil... can you go get me a dish rag or something?" he muttered.

I looked around the small kitchen area for the dish rags. "Um, they're not here. I'll get Miss. Cocoa, okay?"

He simply nodded, midnight blue hair tumbling downward onto his face.

I ran to the front of the room, passing all the small kitchens, and almost slipping on a puddle of oil. "Miss. Cocoa?" I said out loud.

"Yes? I'm in the supply closet, sweetie. Ouch! Smudge! Get out of my hair!"

I waited, and looked around the room. There were ten kitchens, five on the left side of the wall and five on the right. Each had cabinets full of utensils and ingredients, and a rack of aprons in the middle of the room. The floor was checkered pink and blue. Behind me was a huge cabinet, with 12 slots.

Miss. Cocoa was in there, grabbing the ferret or shuffling ingredients.

She finally came out after half a minute, but I was still pretty sure Ikuto was very impatient.

"Yes, Amu, what's up?" She questioned. I sighed. "Um, Smudge bit Ikuto, and he's bleeding. Do you have any band-aids or something?" I asked hopefully

She shook her head. "No, but im absolutely sure the nurse has a lot. Could you please take Ikuto down there, Amu? Thanks!" She turned back to the supply closet.

My mouth was gaped open. I barely knew this school myself, but now I was supposed to walk HIM down to the nurse? Yeesh, nice first day of school

I walked back to our kitchen and saw Ikuto there, wrapping a bit of tattered clothing around his hand.

"My god, Ikuto! I'm gone for a minute and you tear your apron in half for a band-aid?" I wagged my finger at him like I would at a dog.

He rolled his eyes. "It was bleeding to much. 'Sides, your taking me to the nurse, so what's the problem?"

He began to walk towards the exit of the room. Turning back towards me, he said in a pouting voice, "Aw, I'm hurt! Walk me!" He stuck out his lower lip.

I walked past him into the hallway and looked around. Music, Gym, Wood shop. Where was that stupid office?

"Hey, you know this school better then I do. I'll just follow you to the nurses office." I said, sighing.

Ikuto raised an eyebrow at me. "Why aren't you clinging onto me like every other girl would?" He questioned. I stared at him for a minute.

"Because I'm not 'every other girl,' Ikuto." I said confidently.

His violet eyes held mine for a minute longer before switching to the hallways.

"Just take a left here, then a right, and then another left." He said quietly.

I quickly followed his orders. We soon reached a maple colored door with huge, red block letters stating simply, "Nurse".

"Ok, well, see ya!" I said, hoping he would let me go back to class in peace. Yeah, no way in hell that was gonna happen.

"Noo, Amu! Im injured!" He whined. Seriously, Tsukiyomi? Whining like my little sister?

I opened the door for him, glaring daggers all the while. I walked in after him and let the door close behind me.

"So, where's the nurse?" I said, sitting down on the cot opposite of his and kicking my feet.

He was staring at me again. God, ever heard of personal space, Ikuto?

Five minutes later we were still there, waiting for a nurse that might not show up.

His hand had almost stopped bleeding, so I quickly got up, crossed over to his cot, sat on my knees and unwrapped the piece of cloth he had around his hand.

"Hey, it stopped bleeding!" He exclaimed. "Yeah, So can we go back now?" I muttered. "I want to eat cake!~"

He chuckled softly, looking down at me. "Amu, Amu, Amu, when will you learn?" HE said softly.

"Learn what? I asked.

Before I knew it, he gently cupped my chin, lifted my head, and laid a soft kiss on my lips.