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Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara!
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Bold: POV's or short time skips
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Chapter 2
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Random Note:I've just got to tell you, Natsuya801923, that you would've just laughed to death at what just happened. You mentioned there being a second season of La Corda D'Oro in your review, so I was hyperventilating, and then you said (randomly :) That you couldn't wait for eps 65-68 to come out of Shugo Chara, and asked if I had seen the titles. So naturally I hurried to wikipedia and screamed at my computer because it was going to slow and I wanted to see the titles. And then my mom put me in bed for an hour and told me I was so sleep deprived that I was talking to my computer. But the worst part was -sniffle sniffle- I didn't get to see the titles before I went to bed!
Step one, embarrass in front of class.
Amu's gaze was heavy on the desk, as she listened to her music, in her own world, not noticing the fact that the boy that was behind her was now beside her. A small hum escaped her lips, her eyes closed, only to open when the music suddenly, oh so magically, turned off. Amu's eyes flickered down to the desk, where she saw the cord for her ear buds- which were still in her ears- unplugged from her mp4 player that seemed to have disappeared.
"Looking for this?" Amu's head snapped up at the masculine voice, only to be brought face to face with her all time crush, Tsukiyomi Ikuto. Everything went silent before low murmurs started, rumors beginning to spread like wild fire of the pairs proximity. But the rumors seemed to go deaf in the ears of Ikuto, for he just leaned closer and closer to the teen who now had a small blush on her face.
"W-what are you doing." Amu muttered quietly, but everyone heard, and she mentally scowlded herself for stuttering like a crazy fan girl. But it was hard not to stutter with someone that looks like Tsukiyomi Ikuto this close to you.
Ikuto was even nearer now-- the pairs foreheads were touching and just an inch or two more and there lips would meet. Her blush deepened as his breath tickled her lips, and she scowled herself more, but didn't really mind. Or at least she wouldn't of if there wasn't a class full of people spectating intensley. Then, deliberately, the teens course changed, and suddenly he was directly beside her ear. And then he... bit it?!
"Embarrassed?" He muttered in her ear, loud enough for only her to hear, and as if staged, her face turned ten shades darker than that of a tomato. He slowly pulled back, but only then did he lean forward again and kiss her forehead with every enention of embarrassing the girl more. But he didn't expect what happened when he pulled away.
Slap. Suddenly everything was still and no one dared move or breath. Ikuto slowly blinked, then turned to look at the face of his attacker, only to see it covered in long strands of pink bangs.
"Ouch." He said, bleakly, breaking the silence. He kept his eyes on Hinamori Amu's face, waiting for a reaction. Slowly, she moved her hand up and brushed her pink locks from her eyes. Her golden orbs were rimmed with tears, but they only showed anger in them, and a small hint of saddness.
"How dare you." Amu said. She didn't mean to slap him. She didn't mean to even be talking to him now. But the words just came out. Her body started to shake as anger began to bubble. She tried to calm herself, only to recieve failed attempts.
"Excuse me?" The tone was hard, but didn't seem angry, suprisingly. Amu looked up, only to see a smirk in place on her crushes face. She glared at him in rage, unable to control her emotions.
She felt betrayed, but she couldn't think of why. What else would she expect but a stupid prank from him. She felt sad. That he had played games with her. That he had treated her like a mere child. And she was angry. For him teasing her. For it being in front of the entire class. For the questions that she would have to face later. For the rumors that would pass- as if they weren't bad enough already. But mostly, her chest just plain out hurt. It felt empty, like her heart had been torn and ripped to peices. And the hole seemed to have gotten larger once Amu had looked up to see him smirking at her.
"How dare you act like I'm your toy. You come up to me, steal my music player, and then kiss my forehead." Not to mention my ear. "And you think I won't care or something? Rima was right- your ego is way to big. I know some girls in this very room would kill to be me right now, but I would kill to be anyone else. Because now I have to live knowing that your filthy lips have touched my forehead. I hope you know that not all girls love you." With that, 'Cool and Spicy' Hinamori Amu exited the classroom, just as the dismissal bell rang.
Ikuto stood where he had been slapped for a moment, and thought of how angry she had appeared. He frowned, and shook his head. He had embarrassed her but she had told him off again. He would just have to fix that, now wouldn't he?