A/N: Oh my… It's been a few months now, hasn't it? I sincerely apologize. Ever since school started, I've been bombarded with work, what with AP and Honors classes (not the smartest choice I've ever made). I'll still try to update every so often, but I'm beginning to lose my interest in Shugo Chara. :(
Don't worry, I probably won't drop this story, since my friend will kill me if I did. But it may be either suckish or have slow updates. I BE SO SOWWY!
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-TheNextAliceOwO-
After a few days at it, Kukai didn't really hate this job. Okay, sure the other girl's are complete snobs, and maybe he is kind of tired of the other perverted guys… But maybe that last statement was a bit contradictory. Actually, on second thought, he does have the decency to close his eyes in the changing room, so never mind.
He had to say, skirts were extremely comfortable and easy to move in. If he were not to be labeled as a (ahem) "fag," he'd wear a skirt every day… Not that he'd tell Amu that. Just saying.
Kukai also had to say, he was quite the actor. Especially when it came to acting all cute and bubbly and stuff. If Amu doesn't get a pay rise, he'd be well darned.
"Hina-chan! Where's our lemonade?"
"I'm coming~!" Kukai said. He then snickered in an ungirly manner as he watched the customers drool over him. Okay, don't think anything. There's a reason:
As Kukai came over with the tray, he saw various customers look over him as he walked as daintily as possible with the tray. That was kinda gross, until he saw that the other "maids" were looking over at him with great contempt darkening their faces. He was obviously stealing the bulk of the attention from them. And for some reason, these racy girls liked such perverted attention.
As he served the lemonade, trying not to wince as the customers' drool plopped onto the table, he heard the door click open.
"Welcome, sir!" he heard one of the girls say, and then this was accompanyed by very loud giggles and whispers.
Kukai turned around to see his original brown hair and school uniform walking in.
"A- Kukai! What're you doin' here?" he asked.
"Step aside, whore," a maid glared at him and whispered in a threatening tone. "I called him first."
"And he's not interested," Kukai rolled his eyes as the girl seated Amu.
"Hello," the girls slurred her voice slightly and ran her finger around the rim of the table, trying (and failing) to be seductive. "What would you like?"
"Uh…" Kukai had to refrain from laughing as Amu gave the girl a weird look and then looked over the menu. "Fruit parfait, I guess."
"Comin' right up," the girl winked at her and turned to leave. Kukai and Amu's eyes met and Amu mimed vomiting.
"Hina-chan!"
"Coming!" Kukai said as femininly as possible. As he walked over to a group of his drooling fanboys. Idiots.
"Hina-chan," one of them spoke up as Kukai refilled the glasses of water. "Hiro here says he knows ya from school."
Hiro? Who the hell is- Kukai looked up to see a boy with black hair and green eyes. He recognized him as the boy he had heard Amu and Rima talking and giggling about a few months ago. Oh… Hiro.
"Hiro-kun," Kukai said with a forced smile. "Hi."
"Amu-chan," the boy smiled at him. "They told me about a 'Hina-chan' who's really cute. I figured it'd be you."
"Oh," Kukai had to resist the impending urge to whack this womanizer on the side of his head. "D-do you want anything?"
"No, it's okay," Hiro flashed him a smile that made him want to throw up. "Seeing you here was enough."
Little son of a-
"Hina-chan!"
Kukai turned around to another group of idiot fanboys. "Coming!"
-TheNextAliceOwO-
"Bye," Kukai said to his co-workers.
"GO DIE!"
Kukai snickered at their lack of ability to give him a good insult that he can't reply to as he left and turned to see Amu waiting for him at the door.
"What were you talking to Hiro-kun about?" Amu asked eagerly. "That's been bothering me for hours!"
"It's only been one hour since you left the café," Kukai said, his amusement ebbing away as Amu questioned him more. Yet, Amu didn't seem to detect his sudden stony expression.
Amu squealed (luckily, the sidewalk was empty, so no one stared), "He's really cute, isn't he?"
"I wouldn't know, considering I'm… a dude," Kukai rolled his eyes.
Amu quickened her pace and walked backwards in front of him. "You know, Rima and I were talking about him the other day."
"No really? I never would've guessed that the 'Hiro' you and Rima were squealing about was the one you're squealing about right now."
"He's really nice, too! And latest rumor is that he broke up with his girlfriend two months ago!" Amu giggled, ignoring Kukai's sarcastic remark.
"So, what, do you like him or something?" Kukai said, his irritation growing.
"What?" Amu turned bright red and stopped. "I-I don't-"
"Like hell you aren't!" Kukai said furiously, unable to control his anger at this point. "I can't believe you would even fall for that man-slut! You're a handful! Hell, you can't even live in my body correctly! First people think I'm gay, what next? There's nothing worse than that unless you decide to make me a transvestite!"
"What the hell are you yelling about?" Amu snapped at him, obviously surprised at his sudden lash of temper. "Besides—it's not like you've done anything to my reputation! Because of you, I've been viewed as a little slut! I've seen it! The other first year girls look at me as if I'm stupid! Your stupid bubbly act is annoying! You know what, I don't have to 'act' gay! You do it well enough! I hate you!"
That last comment pained Kukai the most, yet he found himself talking back at her. "If you hate me so much, why not go run to Ikuto, or your dear 'Hiro-kun'!"
"You know what," Amu said steadily. "When I get my body back, maybe I will." Amu stormed off, running way ahead of him on the sidewalk. Kukai stood there and watched her, feeling as if he had made a huge mistake. But, it wasn't all his fault. If she hadn't started talking about that moron Hiro…
Kukai sighed and walked, adjusting Amu's schoolbag so that it rested comfortably on his shoulder. As he passed the window of a closed store, he looked at his reflection to see Amu looking back at him.
He facepalmed. "Dammit, we switched roles again!"
-TheNextAliceOwO-
"Let's see how he likes this!" Amu said, scribbling mustaches onto every picture of him that she could find in his photo album.
"Amu-chan," Ran leaned over her shoulder, watching as Amu as she killed the tip of her pencil. "Do you think, maybe you're overreacting?"
"Miki! Pencil sharpener!" Amu said furiously, ignoring Ran's question.
Miki frowned, but handed her the little green sharpener nevertheless. Amu snatched it and started drilling the pencil into it furiously, pencil shavings dropping onto her lap.
"It's useless, we can't get through to her," Dia sighed.
"Amu-chan, it's getting late," Suu nudged Amu's shoulder. "You don't want Kukai's body to become worn out, do you?"
"I don't care," Amu said. "It's his body. If he's so worried that I'm making his reputation bad, he can just suck it!"
"Well, you'll get tired, too, you know," Suu sighed. Her little guardian characters drifted towards their eggs, which Amu had put on Kukai's desk. "Just remember to get some sleep."
Amu didn't reply, but flipped furiously through the album. "Dammit, where are all his pictures?" Suddenly, Amu was greeted by an image of Kukai's messy brown hair. "Ahah!" She lowered her pencil, but stopped right before she could hit the picture. Amu suddenly realized what she was looking at.
"Hold on…" Amu whispered. "Why…?" Amu stared at a picture of her younger self, who latched herself onto Kukai's arm and seemed to be leading him through a school festival. She looked at the next page: Amu and Kukai were posing for a picture with cat ears. Flip! Kukai and Amu trying to scoop fish.
Amu flipped back to the front of the album. It was all pictures of her and (newly mustached) Kukai. And on occasion, just pictures of her.
"Aw, dammit, Kukai," Amu sighed. "Why do you have to make things harder for me to understand?" She flipped her pencil and began erasing the many pictures she had mustached.
She suddenly felt her pocket vibrate and removed Kukai's cellphone (newly replaced courtesy of Amu's piggy bank). She had gotten a text from none other than Hoshino Utau.
Do you want to go out to ramen tomorrow? It's a Saturday.
Amu stared at it for a minute, then back at the album. This may be the only way to discover the answers to her questions…
Sure, I'll be there.
-TheNextAliceOwO-
Amu peered into the ramen shop, trying to keep as calm as possible. She spotted Utau almost instantly—who else wears sunglasses indoors, has hair as long as her and wears short-shorts in the winter? Exactly.
"Amu!" Utau made a motion at the stool next to her. Surprised, Amu joined Utau abd settled in.
"What'd you like, young man?"
"Kukai normally has shoyu ramen," Utau said to the man, who nodded and walked off to prepare the ramen.
Amu stared at her in wonder. "How'd you know…?"
"Ikuto explained it to me when I came back from my tour," Utau said, blowing on her noodles.
"Oh," Amu said, relieved that she wouldn't have to roll out the entire story. The bowl of ramen appeared in front of her and Amu began to eat.
"You know, if Ikuto didn't explain anything to me, I wouldn't have guessed that you were in Kukai's body," Utau said in an amused manner.
"Huh?" Amu stopped and noticed that she was sitting with her legs spread apart as opposed to Utau's crossed legs. 'Oh," Amu shrugged. Amu put down her chopsticks temporarily and looked at Utau with as straight of a face as she could manage.
"Excuse me if I'm prying, but what's your relationship with Kukai?" Amu asked cautiously, knowing how angry Utau could get when she was offended.
Utau stopped in the middle of a long stream of noodles and peered at Amu over her sunglasses. When Utau finished eating, she began to giggle a bit. "I knew you'd ask me that—don't worry. Kukai and I were together for a while, but we realized that our relationship was more of a friendship than anything else."
Amu let out a sigh of relief before she could stop herself.
"So you are interested in him, aren't you?" Utau smiled at her.
"I- um…" Amu looked around nervously before beginning to eat more ramen to cover up.
"Don't worry, I know more about you two than you guys do," Utau said. "In fact—that was one of the reasons we broke up. I could see it in his eyes when he looked at you or talked about you. And you, too. Whenever you would talk about another stupid thing he's done in school, you'd looks so happy, as if he's all you want to talk about. You always claimed to like my Onii-chan,but I doubted it," Utau spun a bit in her stool out of boredom.
"He… He talked about me?" Amu asked hesitantly.
"Excessively," Utau smiled.
"So… Does he…?" Amu said, aware that she was beginning to allow an unsightly feminine blush to appear on Kukai's face.
"That's something you have to figure out yourself," Utau sighed. "But I'm surprised you haven't figured it out months ago. Honestly, you're so dense—I don't' even know why Onii-chan's interested in you sometimes."
Amu was in silent thought for a minute. She had just finished her ramen when Utau had gotten a call.
"Look, I have to go now," Utau sighed. "Don't do anything rash, got it? Everything will show itself soon." Utau put the tip on the table as she and Amu left the shop together.
"Thanks," Amu said as Utau turned the other way.
"I'm only helping Kukai," Utau said, not turning back. "I'm not concerned about you in any way." Amu watched as Utau walked towards a limo that was parked not too far away.
"Whatever you say," Amu smiled before turning and walking off. Maybe… Just maybe… An apology is in order.
-TheNextAliceOwO-
A/N: Yay! Finished! Okay, I'll try to get to the next chappy ASAP, since I've been getting a bunch of idea explosions since… right now. Seriously. The only problem is the obvious: school. I'll try my best though! :3
So review! Or else I'll make Utau dump an entire bowl of ramen onto Ikuto's precious hair!
Utau: Why the hell am I in this?
Me: Because… I told you… to?
Utau: Screw you, I'm leaving.
Me: …Please review? :3 I'll give you huggles~ And happy new year's eve! :3 I hope you have a good one!
