Morg: Heyo! Guess you guys know what time it is!

Ikuto: Updating time?

Amu: Yeah.

Morg: Eh, the readers will be more excited than both of you.

Ikuto: Doubt it.

Amu: At least you don't own us and can't force us to be excited.

~Indebted~

Lulu had been right in thinking that the pinkette was special. Not only did she find out that Rima was practically the girl's servant, but the girl was 'not' dating the owner of the biggest music corporation in the country and probably the continent if not the world. Tsukiyomi Ikuto actually gave a rat's ass about the incredibly stupid, at Lulu discovered, girl before her.

Amu was having the time of her life. Her classes were going great and it still blew her mind that her perverted owner allowed her to attend. Of course, she had to give him every little detail and allow the man to read over her notes to make sure that she wasn't wasting her time by day dreaming. There was no way in hell that Amu was going to waste her precious class time doing something other than learning.

Rima was in hell. The lectures she was forced to sit through were so easy that she wanted to puke. The worst part was that Amu demanded that they study together so that they could get the best grades possible. Rima could ace in her sleep. Amu, on the other hand, needed the extra study time. It wasn't that the pinkette was dumb, it was more like dense. Extremely dense.

Drumming her fingers on her desk, Amu waited for the teacher to enter the classroom to start their class. Ikuto had sent her a text already and she'd replied. Now she could only wait for something to happen.

"Amu-chan?"

Her head whipped to the side to see who had called her name. To her surprise, Amu didn't exactly recognize the boy that had called her. He had short blond hair that sat like an upside down bowl on his head. "Yes?"

The boy's eyes turned into little hearts as he clasped his hands to his chest. "I thought for sure that something bad had happened to you when you dropped out of our class last fall. It's me, Suzuki Seiichiro! We had that English class together."

Amu scrunched up her forehead and tried to remember the time before she was a sex slave. Not much came to her mind. Her life had been spent in almost a daze before Ikuto brought in all his color. "Can't say that I do, but you can still sit with us if you want."

Seiichiro couldn't believe it. Amu was okay. She was alive and she was back. Now all he had to do was find out where she had gone off to. "I'd love to! Maybe you'll remember me!"

Amu just smiled as her phone buzzed.

Sure Amu, sure. Go ahead and think that but you know I'm right. ;)

With a long sigh, Amu began typing back.

No way. I know me better than you know me. I would never. Just met someone who knows me. He was in one of my classes before this whole shenanigan went down. Kind of nerdy but okay, I guess.

Back in his office, Ikuto tried to contain the wave of jealousy that her text brought with it. Some boy knew her before he did. Did she like this boy? Her text didn't say but he was bound and determined to prove that she was his.

Nerd huh? Guess that's a good thing since you like the tall, handsome and rich type. Preferably some guy with blue hair and sexy abs.

Amu almost laughed out loud when she got his response. The nerve of that man to say that she liked guys like him even though he was more like implying that he was the guy she liked. Hating to admit it, the boy was right. She did like him. Sort of.

I was thinking more along the lines of someone the complete opposite of that.

Ikuto chuckled. He could picture the pinkette's face turning a light shade of pink. Now it was time to make her laugh.

Short, fat and ugly huh? Oh yeah, and dirt poor. I could work on two of those for you, but the ugly and short part will never happen. I'd look good even if I weighed a thousand pounds.

Laugh out loud she did. There were tears in her eyes by the time she managed to control her breathing. Her sides and chest hurt and the people around her looked at her like she was an idiot, all except Rima.

You'd squish me if you weighed a thousand pounds so I'd rather you just stay the way you are. Class is starting. Text you when I'm out.

Ikuto shut his phone with a smile. The girl had alluded to the fact that she'd still have sex with him even if he was fat. That meant something to him. Meant a lot actually.

Amu settled down in her chair with her pencil on her notebook paper, ready to take notes about anything that spewed out of her professor's mouth. Suddenly something hit her on the back of the head. Turning to look to see what could have possibly hit her, Amu found a tiny paper ball. She unfolded it to see that it was blank. Someone had just been messing around.

Rather than leaving the paper on the floor, Amu set it on her desk to throw away later. She focused on the lesson and took precise notes.

During class, unbeknownst to anyone else in the room, Rima received a text from her boss. She replied just as quietly and sat bored for the rest of the time. She was certain that Amu was going to like the surprise waiting for her as soon as the hour was up.

The teacher released them after giving out homework and Amu was so busy texting Ikuto to let him know that they were out that she forgot all about the paper ball she was supposed to be throwing away.

The door closed leaving one person in the classroom. A hand clasped around the paper that she had held in her hand and kept on her desk. The hand brought it up to the person's face so they could inhale the small amount of scent she left on the crumpled paper. Sighing, the inanimate object was slipped into a bag before the door closed on the empty room.

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Rima sighed as she forcefully pulled Amu along while the girl had her nose in her phone, texting Ikuto no doubt. Lulu walked along with them, chatting and laughing when Amu responded with quirky, little remarks.

"So what are you guys up to tonight?"

Rima just shrugged as Amu responded without taking her eyes of what she was typing in response to Ikuto's text. "Probably just studying. Why? Do you have something planned?"

Lulu was about to reply when a squeal filled the air. Amu looked up in time to see a crowd of people around a limo. Blue hair stuck just high enough for the pinkette to recognize who was causing the commotion. She hit send and shut her phone before turning to Lulu. "I guess I do have something going on tonight. Better be that or someone is going to get the silent treatment in the car."

Rima smirked as she shoved people out of the way so Amu could get to the front of the group. The shorter girl had known that her boss was due to arrive to pick them up, what she didn't know is that he was bringing everyone with him. Kukai, Utau, Nagi, Tadase, Kairi and Ikuto all stood next to the limo. Her eyes couldn't help but roll when the long haired freak smiled at her.

Slipping her phone into her pocket, Amu took in the group of individuals waiting for her. As excited as she was to be picked up by everyone, this wasn't boding well for her. "What's going on?"

Ikuto smirked as he stepped forwards. "We're going to a banquet and you're my guest. Utau brought a dress for you."

Utau winked at the pinkette as Amu shifted her eyes over to the well-dressed girl. "But you aren't dressed up."

"Stop protesting and get in. We're going to change at the hotel."

Amu's face turned pink again as she moved forwards to get into the limo. Just before she could get past him, Ikuto caught her by slinking his arm around her waist. He pulled her in and kissed her deeply before letting her climb in. Amu's face had been pink before but now it was red. To make matters worse, she discovered that there weren't exactly enough seats for everyone in the limo so she was going to be sitting on Ikuto's lap. Again.

As the limo pulled away, two sets of eyes followed its movements. Both were filled with jealousy and little anger, although one set was going to act on said anger in a completely different way than the other.

Amu couldn't believe it. They had all come to get her for this party thing they were going to. She looked at the faces in the car as Ikuto held her. These people were her friends, even Kairi although he wasn't the type to really smile much. Tadase was driving so she could only see a bit of him in the rearview mirror but he smiled once he saw her looking at him.

Never before had she had so many friends. This thought touched Amu so much that she felt a tear or two build up in her eyes. She blinked them away and turned her face into Ikuto's chest so no one could see her holding back tears.

His arms tightened around her and his head bent down to her ear. "What's wrong?"

The concern in his voice put her over the edge. If only he really loved her. "I'm just happy."

Ikuto chuckled quietly. Kissing the side of her head, he whispered to her again. "I'm glad that I could make you happy."

Amu blushed and nodded against him. Suddenly, she wanted to feel his lips on hers. She wanted to rake her nails over his skin and throw him down on their bed just so she could taste him. There was no more denying the fact that her body wasn't the only thing attracted to the perverted man that was her owner.

Ikuto had no idea that such perverted thoughts were racing through his pinkette's mind. If he had, he might have instructed them to drive faster or just pull over so he could kick the others out for a little bit. Alas, he didn't know. He held a frantic girl on his lap that he wanted nothing more than to ravish twenty four seven who was thinking the same thing at the moment.

They pulled over in front of a building and Amu could barely control the urge. She held on tight to Ikuto's hand as he led her inside. The man having his hand almost strangled decided that she was probably nervous. Amu, on the other hand was practically counting down the seconds until she and Ikuto got to be alone.

Kairi checked them in and handed them their room keys that they'd be staying in. Picking up his only bag, Ikuto pulled Amu along the hall to the elevator that would take them up to the penthouse. Everyone else had rooms on the floor below. Amu waited patiently in the elevator until the doors slid shut, leaving just the two of them in there.

Not believing what she was doing herself, Amu made a move. Pouncing quickly, she pinned Ikuto to the side of the elevator and kissed him deeply. A little startled, more turned on than anything, Ikuto kissed back.

The doors dinged open and he moved them forwards and out of the elevator. He dropped their bag at the only door on that floor and fumbled for the key as Amu wrapped her legs around his waist. Leaning the pinkette against the door he was about to open, Ikuto managed to get the key into the slot the correct way. Pulling it out and turning the handle, they fell into the penthouse. Ikuto managed to snag the bag with his foot and pull it in the door before it slammed shut.

Amu didn't want to wait for them to see what the room was like. She didn't even want to wait for him to get them to the bed. Her hand moved quickly to untuck the shirt he was wearing. Finally, her fingers roamed his sculpted back. Ikuto gasped before he bit down on her neck. Amu whimpered at the pain before moaning from the sensation of his breath and tongue caressing the now tender spot.

Never before had his Amu been this forceful with taking his clothes off. Ikuto really liked this willing side of her and was looking forward to seeing more of it. Unfortunately, they didn't have a whole lot of time before the party started. "Amu, we don't have time."

Pouting, Amu refused to unhook her legs and let the man off of her. She forced his waist down further and raised her hips to grind into his erection. "That's why they call it a quickie."

Ikuto decided not to argue. Everyone else could wait for them. He was throwing the party after all. "What on earth has gotten into you?"

Amu laughed as he lifted her up and forced her once more against the wall. "I don't have anything in me and that's the problem."

Ikuto about fainted. He swore blood was going to trickle out of his nose. There was no way that this was his Amu. This girl was entirely too sexy and exactly how he dreamed about her. That was it, he was sleeping. "Eventually I'll wake up and this will be a huge disappointment."

Amu didn't know why she wanted him so badly either. It didn't really matter; it wasn't like he wasn't willing. "Look, you aren't sleeping. So either you take off your clothes or I'm taking them off."

Ikuto practically ripped his shirt off his body. Her shirt went next along with her bra. Amu started moaning the moment his lips touched her bare skin. The attention he paid to her breasts by sucking and licking and kissing them was nice but she wanted so much more. Ikuto gasped as she pulled his head up by his hair and smashed her lips against his. Her hands already had his belt undone.

Unhooking her legs from his waist, Amu slipped out of her shorts and pushed his pants past his hips as well. Ikuto scooped her into his arms and carried her bridal style to the bedroom. Tossing her on the bed, he removed his boxers and climbed on top of her. Amu held his face in her hands for only a second so she could look into his eyes. There was no longer a doubt in her mind. Every perverted word or thing he'd done or said only made her like him more.

XXX

Their dinner had been perfect. The banquet was to celebrate a new up and coming artist that Ikuto had under his label. A dance floor had been cleared and after being asked several times, Rima finally agreed to dance with Nagi. Amu gave him a thumbs up before Ikuto pulled her out onto the floor as well.

The pinkette laughed as she and Ikuto flawlessly moved through several hard dances. She twirled gracefully when Ikuto made her do so. She almost wished that they wouldn't have to call it a night soon and return to their room. The dress that Utau had picked out for her was perfect. It allowed her to move and dance but also fit her like a glove. Ikuto looked good in his tux. At random times when he caught her eye, Amu blushed like crazy since images of what they'd done before heading down for the dinner flashed through her mind.

She couldn't actually believe that she'd been so demanding, but Ikuto hadn't seemed to mind. In fact, he was more turned on by it. That was something she'd have to keep in mind for future references. "I'm getting a little tired."

Ikuto nodded before saying goodnight to several other important people. Soon enough they were back in the elevator, heading up to their penthouse. Ikuto almost held his breath while he waited to see if Amu was going to jump him twice in one day or not. He was only slightly disappointed when she didn't.

Changed out of their fancy clothes, Ikuto and Amu cuddled on the couch. They sat quietly in a comfortable silence. Amu no longer minded having Ikuto's arms around her. She no longer felt disgusted with herself for being in the situation she was in. In fact, she was proud of herself for making it as far as she had. A weaker person would have broken already and tried something stupid. Amu wasn't like that. If this was the situation that she was going to be in then she was going to make the most of it. Not to mention, now that she'd gotten to know her captor, she quite liked him.

Ikuto continued to hold the pinkette as he slowly started drifting off to sleep. Amu felt his head hit the back of her neck. She twisted to see him waking up but not completely. "Come on, Ikuto, let's go to sleep."

Managing to stand and pull him up with her, Amu attempted to get them down the small hallway to the bedroom. Once they got there, Ikuto refused to let her go, so she had to climb into the bed with him.

"Night, Amu."

Amu smiled before kissing him lightly. "Why don't you let me go so I can change into my pajamas?"

Ikuto muttered before sighing. His eyes opened a little further to look into her golden orbs. "I can't let you go."

"Why not?"

"Because you'll leave me."

Amu sighed but didn't have a chance to answer. Ikuto was already deep asleep. "I couldn't leave you even if I wanted to. I like you."

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Morg: Awww! Amu finally confessed!

Ikuto: Yeah but there is some creeper with their dirty eyes on her.

Amu: I'm sure it'll be fine.

Ikuto: Hell yeah it's going to be fine! I'm going to protect you.

Morg: Jeez! You guys! I thought you didn't like this story.

Ikuto: I don't.

Amu: Me either.

Ikuto: I just like Amu.

Amu: Yep.

Morg: What?

Amu: I said review.

A/N: I changed some minor details. Amu did confess, but not that she loves him. I don't think we're quite ready for that just yet. Because you guys are so amazing and reminded me that you love me and this story, I won't take so long between chapters! There isn't much to fix now anyways. My writing improved so much during this story!