Perfume
"Which one do you like the most, Ikuto?"
Ikuto was currently sitting across from Amu, 3 tiny bottles between them. It was late; his eyelids were half closed.
"They're all very pretty, Amu." He smirked and looked at her with his tired eyes.
"Please smell them. It will only take a minute." She looked at him with a pleading look. "It's not that hard. You just take off the cap, spray a teensy amount, and smell it." He sighed and took the first bottle. "Thank you!" she screamed.
He looked at the first one. It was shaped like a heart and had a red rose on the front. He didn't even look to see what it was called.
He grabbed a tissue a sprayed it with the perfume. He put it up to his nose a took a sniff.
It smelled like roses and rain. It was a nice smell, but it didn't fit Amu.
"Well?" she asked impatiently. He shook his head no. He put that one down and grabbed the next ? he thought. He hated the smell of lilacs. "What's the other one?" he said.
"Banana!" she screamed excitedly. He looked at her like she was crazy. And then an idea popped into his head.
He jumped on top of her, knocking all of the bottles off the bed. His legs were on either side of hers, his hands on either side of her head.
"Ikuto?! What are you doing?"
He buried his face in her neck and took a deep breath. A smile instantly appeared on his face.
He stood up and opened her balcony door.
"I like," he said, turning around and pointing at her, "that one." He walked out the door and into the night.
She sat there, confused and dazed. "I'm not wearing any perfume, though. So which one did he like?"
A/N: He liked the way she smelled without the perfume.
Amu: I'm just too dense to figure it out.