Sierra: Chapter 6 already!? That's what I'm thinkin! I must be crazy, cuz I never update this early but for some odd reason I wanted to. So, as a treat for everybody sticking with me, I will give you chapter 6! How's that sound? Also, the results for that contest I had last chapter are through, and I might tell you guys who the winner is at the end, but I don't know. ENJOY! Oh yea, as for the title of this chapter...Does it make you guys want to read it at all? ;P

This You Should Know

CHAPTER 6

~Warning: I Might Fall In Love With You~

By TheRedStrawberriesBest

X+X+X

I stared wide eyed into those deep dark blue eyes. They only seemed to stare right back at me.

My arms and legs straddled his body. What was freakishly scary was the fact that my...well...let's just say private area was RIGHT on top of his. Our chests were deathly close too. But the thing that shocked me the most was our faces.

Our lips, were so so so close to touching, it wasn't even funny. I mean like, VERY close to touching. We were so close to kissing, which I had just then realized. But still, the gap between our lips never got shorter or wider. It stayed like that for a while, which happened to be the biggest relief of my entire life.

It took quite a while for all of this to process through my head.

Wait...WHAT?!

TOO CLOSE TOO CLOSE TOO CLOSE TOO CLOSE!

My cheeks burned that embarrassing shade of red I absolutely hated, and my balance got off. Although I'm not sure how I had much balance in the first place if I was sitting on top of Ikuto.

And for whatever stupid reason, I couldn't move or get off of him. Why wouldn't my body move?!

AND WHY WAS IKUTO JUST SITTING THERE HE SHOULD BE FREAKED OUT LIKE ME!

Without closing or drawing the gap out more, his hand reached up to my chin and grabbed it.

"So, how did these scratches appear?" He asked, examining my face.

Thank god...Oh wait, not thank god what am I supposed to say?! I was speechless for a while, not knowing what to say exactly. It was a debate on whether I should tell him or lie about that whole event in the hallway. Hmm, what to do what to do. FRICK JUST SAY SOMETHING!

"My cat," I blurted out like an idiot. Not only did I look like one but I really felt like one too.

"You're cat huh?" He asked.

"Y-yeah..." I had to force myself to not look back into those eyes or I just might go crazy.

"So how is it you're cat did this to you when you didn't have them this morning?"

Crap. That was right...But I didn't think he would see me! Since when does he see me in the morning?! What am I supposed to say now?!

"Umm..." My eyes kept taking tiny glances back at him every so often. The silence grew, then broke.

"Umm? Do you not know what to say?" He asked.

Not when you're holding my face like this!

"Well, uh you see, I uh ran into my umm locker and yeah. Scratched my face a little."

Well that didn't sound retarded or anything.

"Oh, so now you're locker? I wonder how a locker can scratch you," he said, tilting my head to the side. The worst part was I couldn't do anything about it. I was stuck, in this stupid position, with our lips still 1 millimeter apart. Dammit...

"Umm..." I ran out of lies to tell about my face being scratched. That wasn't good.

"So, wanna tell me what really happened?" He asked.

Not in the least. For now, I'll just have to avoid that question.

"Why would I tell you? Let go you jerk," I protested weakly. My voice was barely even audible because of how close we were.

"Just say it," he whispered, tilting my head to the side even more.

No...If this continues I might...

As if they already weren't close enough, our lips got even closer. If that was possible right now.

"If you don't tell me, I'll punish you."

"..."

What in the HELL did he just say?!

My eyes widened.

NO!

My hands shot up and pushed him backwards, causing him to fall on his back and lose his grip on my chin. I shot up also.

"W-what was that pervert?! Are you toying with me Ikuto?!" I yelled. He flinched as he tried to sit up.

"That hurt," he said, rubbing his tailbone. "You're not cute at all."

"I hope it hurt!" I yelled back. "Why'd you do that?! Do you know how weird that was?! You almost..." I couldn't bring myself to say kissed me so I easily cut off that sentence. "I wasn't trying to be cute with your face one frickin inch away from mine you little..."

He looked up at me expecting that one next word to fly out of my mouth. And it did.

"PERVERT!" I screamed.

What an idiot! I clenched my hands at my sides and stomped off towards the door. Somehow, Ikuto managed to ruin my lunch, make me fall on top of him, yell at him, and make me feel flustered all at the same time. Yes, so very much flustered I was about to explode. I'm sure if I exploded, it would be red too.

The exact color of my cheeks.

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"No, it so wasn't." My hand ran down my face as my other held up the pink cell phone to my ear.

"Oh come on Amu, how was that not the absolute best day of you're life?" Yaya sqeeled. It hurt my ear a little.

"I don't call Ikuto being a pervert the best day of my life!" I yelled into the phone. Yaya giggled.

"I thought that's what you always wanted Ikuto to do to you," she said in a mocking high pitched voice that made me want to chuck my phone at the wall.

"Shut up!"

"Hehe, you yell because you know it's true Amu. You can't deny not ever saying those things to me. What were they again? 'Ikuto, oh how I want him to pin me down. I want him to kiss me and be as much of a pervert as possible. Oh, Ikuto.'" She intimidated that voice I used.

"Yaya, shut you're trap right now or I'm hanging up!" I yelled, my face already turning red just from the conversation.

"Hahaha! It's true Amu. You know I'm right," she teased. I stared flustered and angry at my wall, wondering if I should press the 'End' button right now or not.

I can't believe she was right. I did say those things, and right now I regretted it so deeply it hurt.

Yeah, it hurt all right. It hurt to listen to Yaya try to intimidate my pathetic voice!

"I can't believe you! I didn't sound like that at all!"

"Yes you did! You can't lie now! You sounded like you were in complete heaven whenever you talked about the guy. Truly, madly, deeply in love with him."

"I am not in love with him, I just like him is all. I don't even understand the word love."

Yaya was silent for a moment.

It was true though. 'You're only silent because you know it's true!' is what I wanted to blurt into the phone, but instead stayed silent as well.

"I'm sure one day you'll understand it," Yaya said in a heart warming voice. My eyes widened a little bit. She sounded serious but kind at the same time when she said that. Like it was a sentence that came from the bottom of her heart, all directed towards me. It was so sweet it almost made me want to cry.

And I can't believe that one single tear really did slip down my face.

"Oh Yaya, I really miss you..."

"Duh! You sure as heck better miss me!" She yelled and caught me off guard. I went from being the slightest bit sad to being back in that little weird reality we had going on. "If you didn't miss me, we definitely wouldn't be best friends now would we?!"

I had to hold the phone a couple feet away from my ear so I didn't go deaf. "Okay Yaya okay! I get it stop screaming into the phone you're hurting my ears!"

She cleared her throat, "Ahem, sorry," she said in a very business like manner.

"Yeah," I said, sighing and returning the phone to my ear, "you better be."

"Amu!" Someone other than Yaya called for me. Huh? "Amu come down here!"

It was my mom. What did she want? "Hey Yaya, my moms calling for me do you think you could hold on for a second?"

"Yeah sure, just make it quick. I'd hate to not hear you're lovely voice, Amu~" She teased.

"Yeah yeah." I lightly rested the phone on my bed and got up.

"Coming!" I yelled as I exited the room. It was only then I noticed I still hadn't changed out of my school uniform. At least my shoes were off though. It's not like anybody would see me when I went down there. Who cared anyway it was just a school uniform. I finally reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Yes?" I asked, coming to a stop.

"Oh good, you're finally down here," my mom said coming out of the little space between the door and the living room. "You have a guest." She gestured to the walk area where we put our shoes.

A guest? What does she mean I have a guest? I don't remember inviting anybody over. I walked over further into the living room and looked where she was gesturing. My heart froze and my body stiffened.

"IKUTO?!"

"Yo," he said, a playful smirk dancing upon his lips.

Wh-what the hell?! Why was Ikuto here...In my living room...IN MY HOUSE?!

"Why are you here?!" I yelled.

"Amu! That's not way to treat a guest, be nicer. Ikuto, you can come in." She smiled and led him into the living room. My heart fell all the way to my feet and I'm sure my mouth did too.

That damn pervert weirdo stalker was never going to hear the end of this...

"Amu, why don't you show Ikuto to you're room while I make some tea?" She suggested happily, pointing at the ceiling.

MY ROOM?! SHE WANTED ME TO BRING IKUTO INTO MY ROOM?! WHAT WAS WRONG WITH THAT WOMAN?!

"Eh..." My mouth twitched.

"I'll be up in a moment now hurry!" She said, pushing Ikuto into me and pushing us up the stairs.

"Mom stop," I said breathlessly. This really wasn't happening was it? No, this had to be a bad dream. It just had to be.

'But I thought that's what you always wanted," Yaya's voice rang through my head like a nightmare. Crap. Screw it.

"C'mon," I said, grabbing Ikuto's wrist and running up the stairs. He stumbled to keep up, and I thought it was kind of cute.

NO AMU! NO!

I barged into my own room and slammed the door. I immediately turned around at pointed my finger at him, causing him to back into the door.

"What on earth do you, Ikuto Tsukiyomi, think your doing at my house?" I growled.

He put his hands up in defense. "I only came to say hi. Do you really not want me here, Amu?" That smirk was back on his face. My blush began already.

"I..." I suddenly couldn't find my words. He grabbed my wrist which caused me to look back up at him.

"Also, I wanted to know how you got those scratches on your face." His expression changed from playful to more serious. He looked as if I didn't tell him something really bad was going to happen. Or he would beat the living crap out of me, either one. But still, I couldn't bring myself to look away from that gaze. Those eyes, those lips. I couldn't do it. Wait...exactly...I couldn't do it!

I snatched my hand away from his grip. "You really are a pervert aren't you?"

"Not really."

"..."

I sighed and walked over to my bed, where I noticed my cell phone still lying open. Crap, I couldn't talk to Yaya with Ikuto here. I quickly pressed 'End' and shut the phone. Hopefully Ikuto wouldn't notice it was there in the first place. And hopefully Yaya wouldn't kill me the next time I called her. I know how she got when I hung up on her. Basically she tried to kill anyone who hung up on her. It was kinda funny.

I looked over at Ikuto, who stood there with his hands shoved in his pockets. He seemed to be examining my room, like it actually interested him. He wore a thin white hoodie with big gray stripes on across it. His jeans where light and they had a small rip every here and there along with a white belt with holes all around it. His shoes were checkered with green and black, and I didn't really think that matched his outfit but whatever. His hair was as blue as ever. Although I don't know why it really caught my eye. It was just hair.

Damn. He looked good. And here I was, still not even changed out of my school uniform because immediately when I got home I dialed Yaya's number as fast as possible to tell her about the days events. Now I wished I would have at least taken the time to change into some pink skirt or something.

"Cute." I heard the word escape his mouth. I looked up at him. I wasn't sure if he was finishing a sentence and I wasn't listening or it was just the word all by itself.

"Huh?"

"Your room," he said, "It's cute." Oh, he was talking about my room. Cute? I wouldn't particularly say it's cute, but it was comfortable. "Haven't seen pink walls since Utau's last room make over."

Utau? "What do you mean, Utau?" I asked. He looked at me like I was crazy.

"Utau, my sister. Hello, is anybody in there?" He asked.

That took a moment. "SISTER?! You mean Utau's your sister!?" I yelled, jumping off my bed.

"You didn't know that?"

"No! She doesn't have the same last name as you!"

"That's because it's a fake stupid."

"Why does she have a fake last name?"

"Shouldn't I be asking the questions?" Wait, what?

My hands rose up and slapped both sides of my head. "I can't believe this! You and Utau are siblings! Blood related! Family members! She looks nothing like you! Oh. My. GOD!" I'm pretty sure by that point my eyes were spinning. I was so confused! I didn't know where to begin with this! I can't believe it! But I regretted making the decision to freak out when I felt a little dizzy. I started rocking from side to side, and eventually fell forward, my eyes closing on their own.

"Oi!" Ikuto caught me before I hit the ground. My eyes struggled to stay open, or at least open in the first place. His body temperature was warm...and his hands were soft. Wait, what am I saying? Still, I didn't want to leave that hold. I felt a little dizzy. I don't know why. But Ikuto was warm, and I was a bit chilly. So I didn't want to stand either way.

"Ne, what's wrong...?" He asked.

I had a problem trying to say my next sentence. Even though it came out, it was a breathless "I feel dizzy..." It came out more of a whisper than a real talking tone. I didn't feel sick, just a bit dizzy. But this position was a bit uncomfortable. Yet still so warm.

"That's probably because you haven't eaten in a while. When was the last time you ate something?" Oh...when was the last time I ate something? I think it was yesterday...I didn't have any breakfast this morning...and I always skip lunch.

"Yesterday..." By then my eyes didn't even bother fighting to stay open anymore.

"Yesterday? Why haven't you eaten anything? Amu, are you listening? Oi," he said, shaking me. Stop shaking me...stop...

"Amu-chan, I have the tea made!" Suddenly my mom came barging in through the door. That alone was enough encouragement to shoot away from Ikuto and stand as straight as a pencil. "Mom!" I hurriedly grabbed the tray in her hands with two teacups on it.

"Arigotou!" I said then tried closing the door.

"Oh, wait..." She tried coming back in, but I wouldn't let her.

"Ja, mama!" And I slammed the door with my foot. I set the tray on my desk and sighed. That was so close...I can't believe I just spaced out like that. A twelve year old shouldn't have to deal with stuff like that...By that I mean fainting.

Ikuto stood up. "Oh, here." I grabbed him one of the small white cups and handed it to him. "Moms really good at making tea." I smiled.

He took the cup and looked at it. Steam rose from it, and blurred his face a bit. I watched. I wanted to know how he drank tea...

Ikuto closed his eyes and took a small sip.

So that's how he does it...! He closes his eyes? Hmm, I wonder if I could do that while drinking my tea. I turned around and grabbed my cup. First, watch the steam. The steam meant it was hot, so I blew on it a little bit. Then, I closed my eyes and put it to my mouth. I tipped it and drank. It was delicious! I tipped it farther for more tea, but since my eyes were closed I didn't get to see exactly how far I tipped it. I only realized when I felt something hot on my chest and stomach.

I took the cup away from my mouth and my eyes widened. "EH?!" I spilled it all over me! And even in front of Ikuto! OHMYGOD! How embarrassing!

"Huh, what's wrong?" he asked, peeking his head around my shoulder. He seemed to see it because he started laughing after that.

"It's not funny! Stop laughing!" I yelled. But it really did burn, and if I didn't wash it there would be a stain on my uniform. "Gah! Stay here!" I dashed out of the room and into the bathroom. I quickly wet a small towel and started rubbing the places where it spilled. Crap! This was so going to leave a stain! This tea has so much color to it. And it's so hot!

I needed to change and wash it. I would just-

...Ikuto was in my room. And my clothes were in there. Fine! I'll just tell him to come in here or wait outside my room.

I walked out and opened the door to my room. But I didn't see him. He wasn't there, where he was standing last time. "Ikuto?" I felt a small breeze and noticed the sliding glass door to my patio was open. My curtains blew lightly in the breeze. That's when I noticed Ikuto was standing outside there. I walked over and grabbed the sliding door.

"You seem to like my patio," I said, pursing my lips.

"It's nice out here. I wish I had a patio outside of my room," he said. He didn't even bother to look back at me. He just stared up at the night sky. When I looked up I noticed a whole parade of stars.

"Sugoi!" I ran out and stood right next to him. It was so pretty! All the stars sparkled, and the sky was a mix of black and a pretty dark blue. That means it was getting pretty late.

"Yoru," he said.

"Huh?"

"Yoru," he repeated. I didn't get what he was saying. You-

Oh! Yoru!

"Why yes Ikuto, it is night. Good job, you get an A+," I teased. I slightly scooted a little closer without him noticing. The wind blew both of our hair to the side. It felt nice.

That's when I remembered my shirt. Oh!

"Ikuto, d-do you mind staying out here for a second?" I asked, holding the collar of my shirt. He looked over at me.

"Sure, make it quick."

"Don't tell me what to do, this is my house you know."

I walked back into my room and closed the sliding glass door. Just in case, I also shut my curtains.

I opened my closet and picked out a pair of pajamas. It was late anyways, so why not. By now, I didn't really care if Ikuto saw me in them. I just wanted to be comfortable. And besides, he was leaving soon anyways. It's getting late, after all. I put on my peach plaid pajamas, and threw my school uniform aside. I'll wash it when Ikuto leaves.

Before I opened the doors again, I saw a small speaker sitting on my desk. It was my speaker for my iPod. Maybe if I played some music, it would make things better.

I put my iPod on it and scrolled to find a song. I got tired pretty quickly and just clicked the shuffle button. It always took it a second to begin playing.

I unlocked the doors and opened them, "You can come in now, Ikuto."

He turned around and walked back in. "Took you long enou-" He stopped when he noticed the music playing. I only smiled. Maybe he doesn't like music though...

"Anyways..." I tried to begin a new conversation. As soon as I realized what song was playing, I wanted to chuck my iPod at the wall.

"Loves Me Not" by T.A.T.U.

I complicated our lives
By falling in love with him
I complicated our lives
Now I'm losing my only friend
I don't know why, I had to try
Living my life on the other side
Now I'm so confused
I don't know what to do

Ikuto didn't seem to pay much attention to it when he noticed the sheet of paper on my desk. "What's this?" He picked it up. I only recognised it because of the Mexican flag up at the top.

"Oh, that's just Spanish homework."

"How come it only has you're name on it?" Good question. Just kidding, I know why.

"Well, um, I don't really understand it. But it's so stupid! Japanese people shouldn't need to learn Spanish that's just stupid!"

"Need some help?" He asked.

"You didn't come over to help me on homewor-" I thought of the idea of him doing that with me instead of asking questions about today. "Sure."

He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me, She loves me not
He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me...
I started blurring the lines
Because I didn't care
I started crossing the line
Cause you were never there
No where to turn,
No one to help,
It's almost like I don't even know myself
Now I have to choose

"Well, the first one, do you know what it is?" He asked. I looked at the paper.

"Baila...Hmm...I-" To be completely honest, I hadn't the slightest idea.

"Baila, means dance." He looked down at me, staring into me with those irresistable blue eyes. "Dance...?"

I don't know what to do

All to quickly he wrapped his arms around my waist, catching me off guard. My eyes widened. Eh...? We strode away from my desk to the middle of my room. He moved his feet slowly, and I was only doing it because I was trapped. Then I finally understood.

We were dancing.

"Baila, means to dance, Amu," he said. His voice was deep and seductive, and it sent chills down my back. He twirled me around, and my hair went flying, pink everywhere.

He was a tall dance partner...But for some odd reason I wasn't stopping him like I should have. It was kind of...fun.

He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me, She loves me not
He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me, she loves me

Listening to the music, I wondered if it was true. Did Ikuto like me? I liked him...but he didn't know that. I wonder if he liked me...

Then I stopped spinning and his arm wrapped around my lower back as he dipped me. My head tilted back and my pink hair fell also. His face was right in front of mine. There they were again. Those blue eyes...

He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me, She loves me not
He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me...

"The next one, toca. What does toca mean?" he asked. I was speechless for a second. But since I really didn't know what it meant, I could whisper "I don't know."

All while, he never took his eyes off mine. And I didn't his. It was kind of hard not to. He brought his other hand up, and put his index finger in the center of my lips.

"Toca...means touch."

Touch...He was touching my lips with his finger. So either way, it was still touch.

No where to turn,
No one to help,
It's almost like I don't even know myself
Now I have to choose
I don't know what to do

I couldn't repeat touch because of his finger in my lips. Instead I stared wide eyed at the blue haired boy.

"The last one."

Oh, I remember. He was only trying to get me to remember the words. But, how did he know all of them?

"Besa," he began. "Besa means..."

I lost my footing even though Ikuto was holding me in the same dip. We both fell backwards.

You know, I've been doing a lot of falling lately. I flinched as I hit the unwelcoming floor. Ikuto straddled my body. His arm was no longer around my back, but keeping me blocked in along with his legs and other arm.

"Besa means kiss," he said. My eyes widened even more.

...kiss? I couldn't even bring myself to repeat that one. Wait...

Does that mean he's ganna kiss me?! No! That can't be right!

But still, Ikuto started leaning down. His face slowly getting closer to mine. His lips slowly getting closer to mine...

He really was going to kiss me! Oh god...! Would he go that far? Does that mean he likes me then? The continuing of the song made me remember that. Does Ikuto really like me?

My lips reacted on their own, and parted the slightest bit. No! Crap! My body won't move again!

He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me, She loves me not
He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me, She loves me not
He loves me, He loves me not
She loves me, She loves me not
He loves me, He loves me not

"Amu," the voice came from behind my door. Ikuto stopped.

"It's getting late. Ikuto should probably go home. His parents are probably worried," my mom said in a sweet voice.

Then she walked away.

I stared up at Ikuto still. He hadn't gotten off yet, but he had stopped coming closer.

My heart beat so fast I thought it might pop out of my chest. Ikuto was about to...kiss me.

Ikuto sighed and stood up. I still laid on the floor like an idiot. But I couldn't bring myself to move.

"Sorry for coming unexpected. I'll see you at school tomorrow." He walked over to the door and turned the knob. That's when I found enough courage to stand up myself. "Oh, and also," he began, causing me to look at him, "don't forget what I taught you." And with that he was gone.

I watched as he left. When I was sure he was fully gone from my home, I walked over to my door and closed it then locked it. I laid my back against it and slouched a little bit. My rooms light was dim, and not much light shone on anything. The patio doors were still open.

I stared at the ground. My eyes were no longer wide, but instead they were sad. And I don't know why. Why was I sad? Was I...

Was I lonely? And what was that all about anyway? Ikuto almost...he almost kissed me...

My chest rose and fell with every breath. That stupid pervert.

Dammit Ikuto...you're ganna make me fall in love with you...

I realized what I had though earlier. What was this mess I got myself into now? I could only help but feel this was the start of something very hard, complicated, and difficult.

Oh boy...

She loves me, She loves me not
Loves me not...

Sierra: Hehe...so, they never actually kissed if you guys were wandering. ;P I tricked ya last chapter. Hehe. Well, next chapter will be out soon I can tell you that. Also, I hope you listen to the song while reading. It sets the mood better. Well anyways, bye for now! I hope you all enjoyed the chappie and thanks for last chapters reviewers and all my reviewers in general! Heart you all! c: (Also Yoru means NIGHT if you guys didn't catch on)

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