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Chapter 9.

Utau's Pov.

Kukai grinned and stared at me. "What's up, Hoshina?"

I made a shrugging motion and turned back to the window as to appear uninterested.

"Why are you here?"

"Tsukiyomi didn't tell you? I'm gonna be his manager!" he yelled excitedly. My eye twitched and my head snapped to where Ikuto and Amu were sitting. My older brother was looking at me, but when I turned my head, he went back to Amu. I glared at him. Amu faced me, and her look stated, 'I'm sorry.' The stupid bastard probably told her just now.

"Hello there, passengers. Please buckle up and be prepared. We're just now taking off. Thank you." The intercom played, making everyone go silent.

Ikuto stole a glance at me to see that I was still glaring at him. He winced and went back to his conversation with Amu. A slow smirk made it's way to his face as Amu's face turned pink and she slapped him on the arm. I assume that he made a perverted comment. My glare faded and I smiled softly. They'd make such a cute couple. It's obvious that Ikuto loves her; but why is she so dense about it? I shook my head.

"Yo, Hoshina, you okay?" I turned back to Kukai to see him have a concerned look.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied. He glanced in the direction I was looking and saw Ikuto. His face hardened slightly and he leaned back into his seat.

"Still like Tsukiyomi, huh? Well, he's gonna be hard to compete with…" He said the last part quietly, but I still caught it.

"What do you mean, 'he's gonna be hard to compete with'?" I asked curiously.

Kukai faced me again and smiled. "You'll find out soon enough, Utau."

A shudder passed through me when he said my name. He hardly ever called me by my first name; so this was obviously important to him. I smiled back pleasantly.

Maybe….I don't like Ikuto anymore.

Amu's Pov.

"Aww, they're so cute together!" I squealed as I looked at Utau and Kukai. Ikuto rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around me.

"Not as cute as you and me." I could hear the smirk in his voice and I smacked his hand away.

"Please. Like I'd ever go out with a playboy like you," I said, annoyed.

"Yes. You would. And you will." I glared at him.

"Doubt it. The only way I would go out with you is if you blackmailed me."

Ikuto raised an eyebrow. "Is that a challenge?"

I humphed. "Even if it was, you couldn't pass it. So it doesn't even matter," I sighed. "Your sister and Kukai are meant for each other. Is it really that hard for her to see?" Ikuto started snickering.

Then he began to go full out laughter. I glared at him. "What is so funny?"

He pointed to me. "You're just so….so…." He thought for a moment and snapped his fingers. "Hypocritical."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "How so?" I asked.

He shook his head, his blue bangs flying around his head. "Nothing," But curiosity was killing me, so I had to push it.

"I'll kiss you if you tell me," I said carefully. A plan was forming in my mind, and I had to know what he meant. His eyes widened.

"What?"

"You heard me. I'll kiss you if you tell me. Right here, right now."

He stared at me for a moment, then grinned.

"Alright. You're hypocritical because you can't see what's right in front of you. Like an uber-sexy-hot guy, aka, me." Ikuto winked at me and I shuddered.

"There is no way in hell are you an uber-sexy-hot guy," I said coldly. He chuckled.

"Oh really? Then what were you thinking when we made out?"

I blushed so much that my face was darker than my hair. Ikuto smirked and snapped his fingers again.

"By the way, I get my reward now. Kiss it up, woman."

I stared at him. Dammit, I had totally forgotten about that. I winced.

Apparently, Ikuto is very impatient, because he grabbed my chin and slammed his lips on mine.

I gasped and he took that chance to slip his tongue into my mouth. His hand slowly detached itself from my face and went around behind me to wrap around my waist to deepen the kiss. My face was rapidly turning a dark shade of scarlet. I tried to push him away with my arms, but they were too weak. I inwardly scolded myself for not taking those self-defense classes with Utau. Ikuto was about to take it a step further when, thankfully, a loud cough interrupted us. Ikuto stopped and lifted his head to face the flight attendant with a very annoyed and pissed off face.

"What?" he growled. "Can't you see we're getting it on here?" I flushed a shade darker and shoved him off of me. I waved frantically to the attendant.

"I'm so sorry about that! And don't bother to hear him, just act like he's not there." Ikuto looked at me.

"That's not very nice…" he pouted. I glared at him.

"Life's not very nice."

"Uhm…er…" The flight attendant glanced between us and decided that I was the more sane one to talk to. "I just needed to know if you wanted anything to eat or drink." She said nervously. I smiled warmly at her.

"No, thank you," Ikuto said, his arms snaking around me again before I could protest. "I'm just going to continue to dine on this dessert." He stared at me hungrily and licked his lips. The woman blushed and walked away before she saw anything.

Once she left, I pushed him off again. "Ikuto!" I said, slightly mad.

"What?" he asked lazily. I glared at him.

"Well, for one thing, you can't ju—" a voice stopped my almost-rant.

"Amu-chan?"

Ikuto's Pov.

I stared as Tadase stood there, in a flight attendant's uniform. Amu gaped at him.

"Tadase-kun? What are you doing here?" she asked.

He scratched the back of his head and I glared at him. He was trying to do that princely charm shit again.

"I was gonna go to America, and they said I could go if I was a flight attendant." Wow. That was impressive lying. I would have almost believed him if I didn't already know that he was filthy rich.

My hands snapped around Amu and I pulled her close into my chest, placing my chin on her head.

"Ikuto!" she whined. Tadase shot me a glare, but Amu, being as dense as she is, didn't see it.

"No, it's alright, Amu-chan. I gotta go back to work anyways. See you later!" he leaned down and kissed her on the nose, then walked off to the front of the plane. I stared at her. She was blushing a light red. I waited for a moment to feel if her heart was pounding or not.

It wasn't.

I grinned.

That obviously meant that she didn't have feelings for Tadase.

Which meant that she made my job oh-so much easier.

I pulled her closer to me and whispered in her ear. "You don't like Tadase, do you?" She stiffened and glanced in the direction that Tadase went.

"Shut up. I don't want him to hear that; it'd just be rude."

Eh. It was a close answer, but I wanted to hear her actually say it.

"But you don't like him."

She sighed and I smirked in victory. "No. I don't like Tadase. He's too…" she waved her arms around. "Annoying," she finished. I rubbed my face into her pink locks and tightened my grip.

"Your hair's so soft…" I smiled. She relaxed and elbowed me in my abs, having completely no effect on me.

"Get off me, you perverted pedophile. I'm still three years younger than you, 'member?"

I frowned. "Shush. No one has to know that besides me and you." She laughed and it sounded like chimes. My frown lightened a little bit.

"Well, my old ex's know. And probably future boyfriends will know. And since you're a player, and I have completely no plan to date you, more people than you will know. Plus Utau already knows."

"Dammit." I cussed softly. If Utau already knew, then I doubted she would let me actually do anything to Amu. Which just sucks dick.

"Hm?" Amu looked up at me and my breath caught slightly. Her big honey orbs had me trapped before I knew it. I started to lower my head to have our lips meet…

When a peanut hit my forehead. I snapped my head back and glared death where it came from. Then I saw my 'manager' grinning at me.

Kukai.

I made a fake smile at Amu, who was blushing profoundly and ripping out her IPod. I took out my phone and texted Kukai.

YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD. DID YOU EVEN SEE WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN? I WAS GETTING SOME, MAN.

I waited a moment and watched Kukai take out his phone. He grinned and texted back.

Ah, ah, ah~ You don't until we get to America. Or until I get some with your sister. Either one ;3

…Seriously? He actually thinks that he's not going to get some with Utau. She freaks out whenever he's around. Damn, they're as dense as Amu.

But kisses don't count, you fucktard.

I sighed and glanced at Amu. Her face had cooled down some, but she still looked pretty hot. I could easily just imagine her wet, naked body, coming up to me in my boxers—

My daydream was cut short by a rude vibrate.

I'm not a fucktard! Plus we'll be there soon. You were too busy trying to suck Amu's face off that you weren't paying attention. Besides, you two are sharing a room together ;D

I smirked at the ending. This was why Kukai was my manager; he could flirt with girls and get me what I wanted. Like, two rooms that are, 'the only ones left'.

I decided not to text back and continue my daydream…

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