Mit-chan here! Yay! We have OFFICIALLY passed the 100 mark for reviews! Now, thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!! I love you all! I'm talking about reading and reviewing, by the way! Thank you all! Now, without further postponing, Chapter 9 of Promise!
Ikuto: She does not-
Mit-chan: -interrupts- Own Shugo Chara!
Ikuto: -surprised- She did the disclaimer??
Mit-chan: I object! I did HALF of the disclaimer!
Ikuto: You still did some of it??
Mit-chan: -confused- Is that a question or a comment??
Amu: While those two try and get over their confusion, which Mit-chan started…
Mit-chan: Hey!
Amu: … I present to you, Chapter 9! Enjoy!
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)(Chapter 9)(Amu's POV)(
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I sat up, yawning. I reached out for my bedside lamp, not opening my eyes. I knew well that the glare from my balcony window would blind me this early in the morning.
"Waah!" I fell on the floor as my hand leaned on thin air. "Itai…" Rubbing my head, I sat up again and looked around. Panic overflowed for a minute.
This wasn't my room.
I then remembered that I was at the university here in Japan. And the last thing I remember is…
"Amu? Are you awake? What happened?" Ikuto came round the corner. I stared up at him, dumbfounded.
Oh yeah. This is his room.
"Amu? Earth to Amu?" He waved a hand in front of my face, crouching down next to me.
"Ah! I-Ikuto!" I blushed as I regained awareness. "Y-yes, I'm fine thank you! I just… forgot…" I looked away, embarrassed.
Terror spread across his face. "F-forgot…?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah… I thought I was still in my bedroom back in England… Sorry," I bowed my head, then tried smiling. It came out as a semi-suppressed yawn.
"Oh… that's okay, then…" He sighed, no terror present in his features. He glanced sideways at me, seeing me hold back a yawn. Then he smirked.
"What?" I eyed him suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing… I was just thinking… you must be tired after all we got up to a few hours ago… luckily no one had to sleep at 4 in the afternoon…" He got up, shrugging like it was no big deal.
My heart jumped. "We did what?!"
He stifled a laugh as I checked my clothes; I had all my clothing on, except my coat and shoes.
"Idiot! That wasn't funny!" I shot him a glare.
"It sure as hell was! Your face…" He broke into uncontrollable laughter as I sent more glares his way.
After a while, he calmed down. By this time, I had picked myself up and was adjusting my hair, using the mirror in his bathroom. I saw him walk in.
"Have you returned to being an adult yet?" I glanced at him as he stood there, with his back to me. "Ikuto?"
Zip.
"Yeek!" I ran out and shut the door. "Pervert!" I shouted at him through the door, annoyed and embarrassed. I heard him chuckle. My face was red and I sighed slowly. I walked away towards an area of the living quarters. I found the kitchen.
A flush.
Great. Out comes the pervert.
"Hello! How are you this morning?" Ikuto wrapped his arms around me from behind.
"I didn't think you still had your perverted nature…"
"Why, Amu, my dear little Amu… as you said, it is a part of my nature. I was born this way and I can't change… I was even born with my good looks…" He smirked and breathed in my ear. I blushed some more.
"W-whatever…" I tried to pull away, but he held tight. I sighed. "Do you have any food, Ikuto?"
"'-Koi'."
"Huh?" I looked at him, confused. He had a serious look on his face.
"You have to add the honorific."
"Why? I've always called you Ikuto… fine, do you have any food, Ikuto-kun?"
"I'm not telling you until you use the right honorific. A couple have to speak properly, you know…"
"What are you…" I realised what he was saying. I sighed, but happily, this time. "Okay, Ikuto. But I want to clear one thing up first…"
"Honorific."
"Yes, but just listen…"
"Honorific."
"I will, but…"
"Honorific."
"Ikuto, shut up for a moment," I glared at him as I said it. I wasn't angry, just irritated. He could be so annoying sometimes.
"…"
"Thank you. Now, before I call you anything, I want you to know. Tadase-kun is not my boyfriend anymore. Actually, he never was. Okay?"
"I know. You said earlier…"
"Oh yeah. Oh! What time is it?"
"8 pm," he buried his face in my neck, his hair tickling my cheek.
"I-Ikuto! That t-tickles! S-stop it!" I laughed as he carried on, shaking his head slightly to make his hair brush back and forth.
"Not until you say my name properly, Amu-koi…"
"F-fine! Ikuto-koi, stop! Please… that tickles!" I laughed some more until he stopped tickling me. He gazed into my eyes and gave me a quick peck on the cheek, smirking. I blushed.
"Okay. Now, I'm good," he grinned and released me, making his way over to his fridge. He opened it up.
"I-Ikuto-koi? Where's your… fridge?" I stared in disbelief at his 'fridge'. It was empty. Except for a few cans of sardines and a couple of cartons of milk. I wondered how he survived.
"Um… at the shops?" He grinned sheepishly at me. I frowned at him.
"Come on."
"What?" He got up and followed me to the door. I slipped on my shoes and pulled on my coat.
"Come on! Hurry, Or I'm leaving you behind," I sent him a meaningful look. I think he caught on, because he proceeded to put his shoes and coat on.
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I followed after her, thinking it would be better not to ask questions. I knew she was taking me somewhere; that much was obvious. I didn't know where, though. We were currently in the street near the University. We're supposed to be back by 9 pm, but we were pushing 8:30.
"Here we are," Amu entered a small shop.
I groaned. I now knew where she'd been taking me: food shopping.
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)(Later)(
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"Amu-koi! Is this gonna fit in the fridge?" I walked quickly, my arms straining under the weight of the heavy bags. Amu, on the other hand, seemed perfectly fine, as if she did this everyday.
"Trust me; you won't even fill the fridge with just this. And don't look so… self-pitying! There's only a few kilos worth of stuff there!" She motioned to the heavier bag of the two I was carrying.
"Yeah, but combined, they're heavy!" I pouted as she rolled her eyes and continued. She slid two of the five bags she was carrying up her arm and rummaged through one of them.
"Here," Amu held out a packet of Doritos. It was extra big; perfect for sharing.
"Oh, thanks…" I took it, while she finished sorting through the bags.
"Okay! Everything's here, and we can have a snack while we walk back… Oh come on! Don't just stand there! It won't open on its own, you know," she reached for the packet and opened it. She stuck her hand in and took out three triangle shaped biscuit things, know as Doritos.
"Um, what are we going to eat?" I glanced at my watch as I put a triangle in my mouth. 8:52.
"I cook you something…" She gazed down at the path we were following.
"Uh, Amu-koi? I hate to tell you, but… we've got 8 minutes to get back to our rooms before the University closes…"
"What? But were allowed to walk around campus until 11!"
"Yeah. But we have to be in the University by 9."
"Sh…oot," she stopped herself as I coughed silently.
"Hurry. We don't want to get locked out," I tried to keep my voice calm. On the inside, I was nervous.
I'd been locked out before. I'd had to wonder around until I found a bench by a bus stop. There had been a small shelter above it, so I was safe from any visiting rain, but it was still a rather unpleasant experience…
After about three minutes, the University came into view. We made a run for it, the bags of shopping swinging back and forth. We got there four minutes before nine, according to my watch.
"Come on. Let's go put the stuff away…" I gestured towards the star building. Amu nodded.
We arrived and turned left for the boys' dorms. I arrived at my room and unlocked the door so we could get in.
"Finally," Amu dumped the bags on the floor and removed her shoes and coat. She then took the bags into the kitchen. Or rather, that was where she meant to go.
"Amu-koi? That way is the bathroom…"
"I knew that!" She blushed as she walked back in the correct direction. I removed my shoes and coat, then picked up the bags. Into the kitchen we go.
"Amu-koi, here's some more stuff…" I placed the bags on the table and looked through the food.
"Thanks!" She spoke up to me from the floor. She was crouching down, because my fridge is tiny and on the ground. She reached into a bag next to her and stored the items. She put stuff that could go in cupboards on the working surface above her. "Could you move the bags down here, please? Thank you, Ikuto-koi!"
I did as she asked. "Um, Amu-koi? How did you pay for all this?"
"Credit card."
"Oh." I took that for the time being and just watched her as she continued organizing my fridge.
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I sighed as I put the plastic bags in an empty cupboard. Amu was busy making some food, but something bothered me about it; there wasn't very much.
"Amu-koi? What are you making?"
"Omelette."
"Oh. Um, there isn't very much… is it going to be enough?" I tried to sound indifferent, but it didn't work very well.
"Oh, don't worry, Ikuto-koi! I'm not very hungry so I'm only cooking for you. You don't mind eating alone, do you?" She turned to face me, concern playing in her eyes.
I shook my head gently. "Don't worry about it. But you seem tired. Do you want to stay here tonight? You'll get lost looking for your room and you've still got to unpack, right?"
"H-how did you know that? Yeah, I haven't had a chance to unpack. I took out the basics last night, but… I just didn't unpack completely."
"Yeah, Yoru told… no one!" I stopped myself from saying that I'd sent Yoru over to spy on her. "Anyway, tomorrow is another day off. You can rest. I'll help you unpack if you want."
"Oh, no don't worry! I can manage! But…" She fished the omelette out of the pan and slid it onto a plate. She made a side of salad. She put the plate on the table and placed knife, fork and kitchen towel next to it. "Here! Finished!" She smiled at me as I sat down.
"Thanks…"
"Um, Ikuto-koi?"
"Yeah?" I paused before eating.
"Um, I know it's kind of rude, but would you mind if I could just go and lie down? I'm tired, and I don't want to fall asleep while walking back to my room, so I was hoping to store a little bit of energy, and I could wash the dishes for you after and…"
"Okay, sure it's fine! You're welcome to stay the night if you want," I smiled at her as she blushed.
"Oh! No, I don't want to be a bother and yes, um, thank you…" I watched her walk off towards the bedroom. Supposedly.
"That's the cupboard!"
"I knew that!" I knew she was blushing as she walked back in the correct direction.
I smirked as I took a bite out of the omelette.
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I sighed, placing the plate and cutlery by the sink. That was one of the best omelettes I'd ever tasted. Amu was a good cook. She'd make a good wife…
Wait! Stop! Wife?! That's moving a bit too fast, even for me!
I sighed again, mixing it with a yawn. I was tired. I walked over to my bedroom and headed for the bed. I was about to sit on the edge, when I saw Amu lying on it. I smiled at her sleeping figure. She'd slept before, but she seemed more peaceful now, as if she knew she could sleep for longer.
I glanced at my watch. 10:56 pm.
I gently lifted Amu up, careful not to wake her. I laid her down again, this time covering her with the duvet (She'd been lying on it before). I kissed her on the cheek gently.
"Goodnight, Amu-koi…" I whispered gently, not wanting to wake her. Then I turned the lights out and headed for the couch; my bed for the night.
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To be continued…
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Thank you all you dear readers! I love you all dearly! Please review and chapter 10 will be up soon!
Ikuto: -mumbles about 'beds' and 'sharing'-
Amu: -hushed whisper- He's think something perverted…
Mit-chan: -equally hushed whisper- How could you tell?
Amu: -still whispering- Because he's reading the last scene over again and frowning and using his pencil to make adjustments…
Mit-chan: WHAT?! TSUKIYOMI IKUTO! COME HERE RIGHT NOW!
Ikuto: -drops story and pencil- Ah. She found out. Um… -runs off-
Mit-chan: -chases after him-
Amu: -sweat drops- Thank you for reading and please review!