SuperNinjaMonkeys: OMG im soooo sorry I haven't updated. So here is a chapter!

Ikuto awoke with a scream. What was that dream about? He looked around, it was just barely daylight. Amu's tiny figure was missing.

He got up quickly, pushing his hair back. "Amu?" He whispered, looking around. He heard sounds from the back of the bus. His traitorous mind gave him ideas as to what those sounds were.

He cringed.

"Amu," he said again, a little louder, walking towards the door to the back room of the tour bus. He pushed the door open, preparing himself for something horrible.

Only to find Amu laying on the bed with the guys watching Full House.

He did a mental face palm.

"Oh, Ikuto, what are you doing up so early?" Kukai asked, confused.

He searched the room for any threats, his dream coming back to the front of his mind. "I heard noises."

Amu frowned at him a little, the sight making him smile a little at her cute face. "We're watching TV."

"Well I see that now."

Kukai laughed and threw a pillow at him, "Go back to bed, man. You're swaying a little."

He rolled his eyes but turned around, closing the door and heading back off to the bed. He collapsed on the bed, falling asleep almost instantly.

His dreams were not corrupted with torture and vile things. His dreams were filled with his own memories. His own worries. His own thoughts.

The next day, Amu sat on the small couch, photos in her hand, more focused on the flatscreen TV on the wall infront of her.

"The masked murderer has been leaving his bodies piled up!"

Ikuto just walked into the room, hearing this, he glaned at the screen.

He looked back at Amu, she was pale white. He frowned his eyes trailing down to the photos in her hand. Her parents? He sat down beside her, putting his arm around her shoulders.

"Tokyo police are baffled at how this murderer managed to get a clean get away! Two officers were involved in this murder, they were given two shots to the back of the head."

Ikuto rubbed her shoulders gently, her body reacting to this as she glanced up at him. "But... I know who he is..." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

He raised his eye brows at her, "Well, let's go make a report," he said simply.

Amu quickly shook her head, her eyes downcast to the pictures in her lap. "You know what happens to mouthy witnesses," she replied, her voice shook with fear.

He leaned over to rest his head on her shoulder, "I won't let him get you, Amu."

Monkeys: Yes, it stops here, but there will be another so don't panic!