Chapter Nine: Revenge
… soooooooo….. oops. *Prepare for excuses or skip to story if you don't really care.*
As you know, at the bottom of my last chapter I said two and a half weeks in England and then a "writing spree". WELLLLLLLLL obviously that didn't happen. I want you to know, I didn't lie. I was in England for almost three weeks. And then lot's of life stuff that I'm sure you aren't interested in happened and i broke my computer. IT'S FIXED NOW. Because of my absence I will be writing longer chapters and updating frequently. I'm sorry times a million. ^_^/
~~~Ikuto's POV~~~
I found myself almost unwillingly scanning the entire cafeteria for her. She promised…. well kind of… If "uh…. Okay." Was a promise, then yes, She completely promised. There was still twenty minutes before class started so maybe she was just late. I told myself this, yet I kept scanning. It would be easy to pick her out in this crowd. Not only because I am inches taller than everyone else, but because everyone here had the same exact prep/pastel/fancy style. So when she comes through, walking stiffly, combat boots thumping against the tile, all dark colours, and well, pink hair; She stands out quite a bit. That and the fact everyone still either squeals or whispers when she's around.
"Ikuto." I heard and all too familiar voice say curtly. I turned to face the tiny king. Of course I didn't say anything, mainly because I know that pisses him off. He actually seemed quite smug today.
"Is Amu here today?" He asked. Why was he asking me? He hates me.
"I'm not her keeper." I said quietly, even though I was still looking up for her every few seconds.
"She was sick Friday." He said, eyeing me.
"Oh.." I said, as if I didn't know what really happened.
He smirked and I realised he was proud he "knew something I didn't about Amu".
"I sent her a basket." He said, grinning.
My stomach twisted violently. That rubbed me the wrong way. I remember it happened while I was there too, but Amu was distracting me. But now there was no distraction. He liked her. Why do I care? I pushed that thought away. It didn't matter why I cared, I just know I did, and I wanted revenge… or something like that.
I leaned down to his ear.
"I know. I was in her room. I kissed Amu."
~~~ Amu's POV~~~
I sat up in bed. I'd been awake for hours, already dressed and ready. Just debating on whether to be sick for another day. I promised but then again, why did a promise to some guy I've known for a week, really matter? It shouldn't. But it did. I looked at my clock. Twenty minutes till first period. My mom and Dad had already gone to work and taken Ami to preschool. They were expecting me to stay home again. I quickly scribbled down a note explaining that I'd felt better and walked to school. Then I grabbed my bag, slung it over my shoulder and began to walk down the relatively straight path to school. Of course along the way, I'd repeatedly question myself as to why I was thinking of Ikuto the entire time. I think there is something seriously wrong with my brain.
~~~Ikuto's POV~~~
I was actually surprised when the door opened in the middle of first and Amu came stomping in. I concealed my smile and watched her. She sat in her usual spot, feet crossed, arms folded, not looking anywhere. I felt a warmth spread through me slowly. I missed this… no- I missed her? I did… Or, I don't know. Nothing. Nevermind. I turned my head. Awkwardness was thick in the air. I could feel her looking at me in her peripheral vision. And I couldn't help but watch her every move. The way she'd flick her hair out of the way, or switch crossed feet, or pulled on her jacket strings to make sure they were equal length. Or really anything. Soon the bell rang and second period started. That's when the guardian's walk around the school checking for ditchers, graffiti, messes, weapons, drugs, defacement, etc…
~~~Amu's POV~~~
No way in hell I was talking to Ikuto after what happened. As soon as the bell sounded, I dashed out of the room and down the hall. I rounded a few turns so he couldn't follow me. I stopped, slightly winded. I sighed, taking off my jacket and putting on the guardian vest I had to wear while on patrol.
"Amu?" I jumped.
"Oh, Hi Tadase…" He scared me.
I looked at him closer. He had a weird look in his eyes. "Oh sorry, I'll get back on patrol." I said, getting up.
"No wait.." He said, grabbing my wrist. I turned. He seemed so reserved normally. This was weird.
"Amu, did you….. I mean Ikuto told…I like y- What I'm trying to say is… do you like-"
"Amu."
Ikuto rounded the corner, cutting Tadase off. He moved in between me and Tadase. I looked around to see the look on Tadase's face had completely changed, and it was mirrored on Ikuto's face. I recognised this look. They were like two dogs. Territorial. Territorial over what though? Me. No? What? Where did that even come from. What is wrong with me? Tadase looked at Ikuto, muttered something I didn't hear, and then stomped off. Ikuto turned towards me, smirking. "What?"
"You're attracting all sorts of attention, aren't you?"
"What-"
Ikuto had his arms around me. Warmth surged through me. Ikuto leaned to my ear.
"I don't like you talking to him. What can I say, I get jealous…"
And then he was gone.
"Wha…" I was dazed. What did that mean? I don't….
"AMU-CHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII"
I almost screamed. Yaya came running down the hallway with a mask on.
"What the-"
And I was on the floor with Yaya screaming about her art project.
Thank you again for waiting and I'm sorry again. Tell me what you want to see happen in the story.
