Shugo Chara
Be My Nurse
ShellyCullen: Chapter eight...hmm.
Ikuto: You going to right that new story?
Amu: The one at the bottom, you mean?
Shelly: Huh? Later, maybe. For now, just read the chapter, reviewers! ^-^
Recap:
"Maybe it would be better...if I were to be even closer to you."
What?
Chapter Eight:
Butterfly Kisses
What...is Ikuto talking about?
I was heading home now, deciding walking would be best. Or maybe it was the fact that I needed to think things over. Ikuto was being...different?
I don't know. But after Ikuto had said he needed to be closer to me, he hasn't really spoken to me in about a week. I keep thinking he's planning something. Something big. But I can never be sure.
Maybe that was his disease. Is it possible to be perverted past insane? Or maybe he was an evil mastermind to the point where it drove him mad. That was a possibility.
The more ideas that came into my head, the more I thought he had a mental problem. Nothing seemed to be wrong with him physically. As far as being fed through tubes in his veins.
So he had an eating disorder???
I crossed the rode, taking a right when I saw blonde hair heading my way. A boy. With pale skin and pink/ruby eyes. I froze.
Tadase-kun.
He smiled, approaching me in a casual manner. I figured after the whole, bikini thing, he'd think I was nuts. I looked around to see if he was going to talk to someone else.
"Hello, Hinamori-san." Tadase smiled politely as I recognized that modest smile. My cheeks burned and I looked down, in a struggle for words. "Are you waiting for someone?" He asked me, trying to find my eyes.
"N-No! Course not." I responded, like the idiot I am. His smile reappeared.
"Ah, that's good. You see, I was going to ask you something."
A-Ask me something?! Is...Is he going to ask me out?! I have to be...cool. Yeah, calm down.
"Uh, y-yes, Tadase-kun?" God, how much more stupid can I sound?
"Well, I took this second job at a dinner down the street. And their hiring kids about 16 and I was wondering if you wanted to join."
Oh, not a date? This is disappointing...But, I can still be close to him at his work. Maybe this is alright after all.
"O-."
"Amu's busy."
My eyes widened. That couldn't be...that wasn't who I think it was...was it?
I turned around, wary. I hoped and prayed it wasn't him, but of course the world hated me. Ikuto stood beside me now, wearing his regualer grey sweater and some light faded jeans. He glared at Tadase.
"I-Ikuto!" I called out, stunned and annoyed. This guy really was pissing me off. Tadase was bewildered.
"Ah! Sorry, Tadase-kun. This is just one of my MENTAL patients." I brushed it off as a joke, making sure Ikuto could here that very well.
"Ouch. That's harsh Amu. Make fun of the ill." Ikuto countered as I gave him my own glare.
"What are you doing here?" I whispered, but Ikuto turned back to Tadase-kun.
"Hmm. Tadase? That's a pretty retarded name for a girl." GAH!!!! Did...did Ikuto just call Tadase a GIRL?!?!?!
"I see. Well, I'm not a girl Ikuto-san and I'd appreicate some maturety here."
"Why waste your breath, kid? I AM only a mental person." Ikuto turned back to me and I felt a tinge of guilt before I was mad again.
"Its just small talk. Nice sense of humor you have." Tadase smiled over at Ikuto, who didn't deserve any kindness. He was being an ass to poor Tadase-kun.
"Yeah, great sense of humor. The same humor your parents had when they saw how small your balls were and decided that Tamara would be a better suited name."
"Oh, it seems we're not going to get along, are we?" Tadase asked as Ikuto just stared. He sighed and smiled back at me.
"I'll just be heading home now. Nice to speak to you again, Hinamori-san."
Ikuto is sooooo dead.
D:
"Ikuto, what the HELL was that?!" I demanded, glaring daggers at the guy. Ikuto stared at me with an innocent face on.
"What do you mean?" He asked, walking over to an ice cream stand and ordering a chocolate scoop. I was trembling with fury and if it weren't for my common sense, I would honestly kill Ikuto. With pleasure.
"Did you HAVE to be a total ASSHOLE to Tadase-kun? He was being so sweet to you! And offered me a job. He even call you, Ikuto-san!" I yelled as he grabbed the frozen treat and licked it.
"What can I say? I'm a true comdeian." Ikuto smiled in triumph. I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, your a mouthful." I stated sarcastically. Ikuto smirked and and leaned over to me.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" He asked as his breath blew into my face. I flushed.
"What the hell?! IDIOT!" I began stomping away. Ikuto better be mental or I'll be beating him to a pulp.
"Calm down, Amu. I'm just having some fun." He admitted, now crunching on the cone. When did he even finish the ice cream?
"Your fun is stupid and immature." I pointed out, crossing my arms.
"Oh, and your so much better? Your as childish as I am." Ikuto replied, now licking his fingertips.
"Am not!" I yelled before covering my mouth.
"I think that proved it. You and that so called prince are all wrong for each other." He shook his head, and I raised an eyebrow.
"Really, now? Why don't you tell me who my soul mate is than?" I questioned as Ikuto's eyes flashed with a strange emotion. It disappeared quickly, just like before. I struggled to decipher the feeling when Ikuto pulled my chin into the palm of hs right hand.
"Isn't it obvious?" He asked, staring down at me. My mouth felt unusually dry as my brain scattered. I looked down, cheeks hot.
"W-What's that supposed to mean?" Ikuto sighed and let go, looking up into the sky. I couldn't help, but notice how the sun caught onto his blue hair and skin, shining and bringing out the smallest, but prettiest details in him.
"You want to go out?"
"Huh?" I asked, taken a back. I blushed when I noticed that I had been zoning out at Ikuto's appearance.
"To the carnival." He explained, walking over to a nearby bench and taking a seat on it. He pulled out a cigarette and lighter.
"AH! What are you doing?!" I yelled, smacking the stick out of his mouth. He stared up to me.
"What? I'm eighteen. Its not like its illegal." He stated, taking out another one and flicking on the lighter.
"Your sick. You shouldn't be allowed to smoke. Plus, its bad for your health." I recited the words I'd hear in health class and pulled the lighter away from him.
"Ah, you ruin all the fun." He pouted out and I smacked the top of his head.
"Don't be stupid. Just listen to me." I didn't think Ikuto would have to be my responsibility outside of work, but I guess he is. Didn't think he'd have this kind of problem though.
"Still want to go?" He asked, putting his squares away. I sighed.
"Fine." If only for today.
:D
"HAHAHAHAHA!"
"..."
"Ah, why don't you laugh? Not having fun?" I asked Ikuto staring into the long mirrors. In it, my body looked small, shrinking my legs and torso while Ikuto seemed as skinny as a stick.
"Fun houses don't get me." He said lamely.
"Nothing does." I said back, pulling his arm and dragging him to the rollercoaster.
"Well, come on!" I urged, handing our tickets to the man and taking a seat in the ride. Ikuto climbed in next to me. The man strapped us into the ride, checking to make sure it was in place and the ride began to move. My heart began to thump in excitement and fear.
"Here we go." I smiled at Ikuto who gave a composed face. We started up the track slowly, until the ride rushed down. My stomach dropped as I pressed my feet harder and harder into the seat and gripped until my hands were sore onto the railing. At the same time, I laughed and smiled as hair whipped around, blinding my surroundings and my face stung with cool air.
We turned to the side and looped around a couple of times. I brought my hands into the air for a moment and chickened out, dropping them back down. Ikuto held my hand then.
I grinned at Ikuto, hoping he was having just as much fun as I was. His expression almost looked sorrowful, filling with a pain I couldn't understand. My eyebrows knitted together.
"Ikuto? What's-?"
The ride went up and slowly began to turn over. But that didn't give me butterflies in the pit of my stomach. Ikuto had leaned over, clutching onto my hand and giving me a soft kiss. I couldn't tell if we were upside down or what.
My lips burned and my hands twitched as I shut my eyes closed. Ikuto's hand curled around my waist when the ride jolted and I pulled back abrutly. The ride was over, and the ticket man was staring at us.
"Um..." I spoke, blushing. I came out of the ride, legs like jello. I wonder what left me weak. The ride or Ikuto?
Once we left the ride, I couldn't meet Ikuto's gaze. My chest felt hollow as I tried to get my breathing to return to normal. I wasn't sure what to think.
Does...Does Ikuto love me?
That didn't make sense. Though, I still didn't understand that...sadness in his eyes. Was the kiss, just to make himself feel better? Maybe, it made more sense, I guess.
So, my kisses healed Ikuto? Maybe if his life was and his condition hurt, maybe a kiss helped somehow? Maybe that was the key. Hmm.
"Amu, about earlier..." Ikuto began, staring at me. Was he...embarrassed?
"Oh, I get it now. You don't have to explain, Ikuto."
"Huh?"
"Its for you disease. It hurts so much, right? That only kissing helps. I understand now, that it helps you get better." I gave him a small smile as Ikuto just stared in disbelief.
Guess I'm more understandable than I thought.
Ikuto shook his head and sighed. I waited.
"Okay, Amu. Now just help me a second..." And he leaned down for another quick kiss.
Ikuto: ............. Amu is dense beyond dense.
Shelly: I know. Its kind of funny though, right?
Ikuto: Humor me.
Shelly: Eh, hehe. Ikuto's mad at me. Well, next chapter is going to be intense...I think. So you better all be ready.
Amu: This isn't going to be...pass teen, is it?
Shelly: No, no...but I am considering doing a story with a pregnant amu and Ikuto is dad and.
Ikuto: Yeah, yeah. We get it. Review or whatever.
Shelly: Meanie! XP
