Getting Married to Him?

Amu is 21 and her parents are afraid she won't ever get married. She's rejected every single proposal. So they talk to a friend of theirs who happens to be Aruto Tsukiyomi. He tells them about his son Ikuto Tsukiyomi. They arrange a marriage for them. But what if Amu doesn't like Ikuto? How will she learn to like him, let alone love him?

I remember when I posted the first chapter of this story I was asking for two reviews and I got way past it. So thanks guys for being so supportive! (: And thanks to everyone who also favorited and alerted.

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Also, special thanks to those of you who are still reading this story since the beginning, because it must have been difficult to bear with my slow updates and all the other "stuff" going on in your lives. Unless you're like me who spends every day waiting for her favorite author to update...LOL, no jk, I don't have the time to do that. XP And I'd die of boredom.

Never thought I'd actually reach chapter 10, but here it is! :D (And I updated pretty fast too! Well, fast for me!)

Surprises

The young man didn't answer but his eyes widened in sheer astonishment when Amu called out, "Ikuto."

Out of pure instinct, Ikuto murmured her name. Amu watched transfixed, as he slowly reached toward her and gently brushed aside her bangs, but they fell back in place once his fingers left her hair. He made no move to push her bangs out of her face again, nor did he take notice that they fell back onto her forehead. If not for the sad look on his face, Amu would have stopped breathing right there and then. In that moment, his touch had numbed everything else. All she could feel were his soft, cold fingers gently brushing aside her hair, treating it as if it were fragile. As if it would break any second, when in reality it was himself who would.

Observing how Ikuto was behaving, Amu's mood shifted a bit. She felt her previous one would scare him off and that wouldn't be good. She'd lose her chance to talk to a person besides a hospital staff member. "Uhm...you're Tsukiyomi Ikuto, right?"

At first, Ikuto's face displayed confusion. Then it was anger. Then back to confusion. But finally, it settled on hurt. "Yes, you're right."

"Yay! I knew I was right!" Her face broke into a smile. Suddenly feeling shy, Amu's eyes wandered around a bit before daring to land on Ikuto. "Uhm...Can I ask you another question?"

"Sure...?" he replied, not certain where this was going. "Ask away."

"Did you come here to visit me?" Amu's question was unexpected. Ikuto thought she would ask him something random, something less...something different. Most people would have probably asked why he looked like crap.

He stuttered. "W-what?"

"I asked if you came here to visit me." she spoke softly.

"I...I came here to..." His voice trailed off. Amu was about to tell him never mind, but he started talking again. "I...uhm..."

"You..." she prompted.

"Yes." Ikuto said firmly.

"Yes?" she echoed, confused at his answer because he had said it so abruptly.

"Yes. I came here to visit you." he confirmed. Ikuto stared straight at her, waiting to see her reaction.

"Oh," she said. "I see...but why? Why did you come here to visit me?" Ikuto sighed, knowing that she would ask this. He didn't know how to explain it to her. It would have been easier if she remembered him because he could just tell her what was going on in his mind without having to think up some fib instead. But then again, if Amu had remembered him, a lot of things would be easier. Half the problems would just vanish.

"I came here to see you because your friends were busy today and they told me to come visit you for them. To see how you're doing. They figured you'd be bored here with nothing to do. So I might as well keep you company." Ikuto finally said. He cringed inwardly at how fake and lame it sounded. Damn it, he thought, Amu's going to suspect that I'm lying now. I better get ready for more questions...

"Oh, so that's why...mhmm. Makes sense now." Surprisingly enough, Amu bought his lie. Maybe it was because Ikuto was a stranger to her now so she wasn't able to see through his lie or maybe she did suspect him but just kept it to herself and decided to just not bring it up. Ikuto was relieved because if she inquired him any further, his mind would have turn up blank.

"Ha-ha. If I hadn't explained, what would you have assumed? That I'm a creepy stalker?" he grinned.

"Yeah, probably." Amu replied as she walked passed him; Ikuto followed her.

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean? Am I that ugly and creepy?" he asked, feigning hurt in his tone. She turned to look at him. Ikuto pouted and pretended to wipe an invisible tear from under his eye. She giggled.

"No, you're too hot to be a creep." she winked.

"Oh?" Ikuto whispered into her ear. "You think I am?" Amu shivered at his sudden actions. He leaned down closer to her. Close enough that their faces were touching and his lips were nearly grazing her ear. His breath felt hot on her cool skin and his soft, silky hair tickled her face. And he smelled really nice. Amu felt her face heat up at his closeness and she could hear her heart thudding loud and clear. Her gut instinct told her to flee, but her body was frozen as stone. "Am I really?" he asked in a sultry voice and then slowly ran his tongue along the outer shell of her ear.

"Tell me the truth." he murmured before lightly biting the area he had licked. Amu stiffened, a wave of heat rushed to her face and spread all over. Jolts of electricity ran through her body, causing her to tingle with anticipation. The thudding of her heart picked up its pace and she could hear it racing now, thundering as it ran. Her breath came out in irregular huffs.

And then she unfroze and pushed him away. Her face was still flushed red and her breath was still uneven.

"I went a little too far there, sorry." Ikuto apologized but his lips were curved up in a smirk. His eyes widened as a flushed Amu came closer. "Hey! What are you-" She stood on her toes, pulled his face down, bit his ear, and then retreated with a triumphant look on her face. She stuck her tongue out and gave him a dirty look.

"That's what you get for doing that!" she pouted, crossing her arms.

"Oh? No kiss?" he taunted. She turned pink again.

"Nope. I got two words for you—two bad!" she said. "Oh, shit! Follow me!" Amu saw her nurse coming their way, but luckily she didn't see them. Amu began walking back to her room and she motioned Ikuto to follow her. He offered to carry her after he realized that it was hurting Amu to walk fast because of her broken ribs. She refused, saying that it'd be easier for them to be noticed. However, they did agree on slowing down. Still, they slipped through the halls like ninjas and got back to her room minutes before Emi did.

Ikuto helped Amu make it look like she never left the room and that he was merely a visitor paying her company. By the time Emi did arrive to check up on Amu, the two were happily playing games on Ikuto's android phone. She heard voices coming from inside the room and she peeked in to see Amu watching a blue-haired man eagerly as he sat beside her, tilting his phone and occasionally swiping at the screen. It was rare to see her patient so joyful. And it wasn't like she had to check on Amu right at that very moment so she smiled and left. She could come back later; there was still plenty of time left before she had to report back to Amu's doctor.

"Oh my god! Ikuto! No! No! No! But you almost reached the five million mark!" Amu wailed as she watched Ikuto accidentally crash his character into a tree in a game of Temple Run.

Ikuto exited the game and went back to the menu. "It was partially your fault, you know."

"My fault? You were the one playing!" she defended. "I had nothing to do with it! I didn't even touch the screen once, I swear!"

"You kept clutching onto me and putting your chin on my shoulder!" he exclaimed.

"How is that distracting? You're just making up excuses because you suck that badly!" she accused, pointing a finger at him.

"Here," Ikuto held out his phone. "Your turn."

"See? You are making up excuses! You didn't even have a good comeback because I am right, aren't I?" Ikuto shrugged, turning his head away to hide his smile. "Ha-ha! Derp!"

She grabbed his phone and scrolled through to see what games he had but frowned when she couldn't find the game she was looking for.

"What are you looking for?" Ikuto asked.

"100 Floors. But you don't seem to have it on here." She looked down sadly and drew imaginary shapes on the bed sheets with her index finger. "And the other games are boring to me now."

"Oh?" He was surprised. He took his phone back and scrolled through it, certain that 100 Floors was somewhere among his many apps and games. He grinned to himself when he found it. "Here. It's the first one."

"OMG. Seriously?" Amu leaned over to look. "I can't believe I didn't see that! Oh gosh..." She shook her head and giggled in embarrassment.

"But that's a location you sometimes miss since, well, it's the first one." he said, trying to make her feel less embarrassed.

"Yeah..." She agreed. Amu was secretly happy on the inside though since Ikuto had cared about her feelings and had tried to make her feel less awkward about her idiotic mistake.

"At least I have the game, 'cause you can play it now." Ikuto told her.

"Mhmm, true!" Once she began playing, she was too excited about finally being entertained to worry about what occurred seconds ago.

Amu soon got bored of 100 Floors after getting stuck on Floor 32 and decided to play Fruit Ninja. She was determined to beat Ikuto's high score no matter what. She was so focused that she didn't notice Ikuto inching closer to her.

Amu gasped with surprise and hit a bomb in the game when she felt someone's hands clutching onto her right arm and someone's chin resting on her shoulder. Her mind immediately jumped to the conclusion that it was a rapist trying to get her, but then she felt soft hair brushing against her cheeks and she remembered that Ikuto was in the room with her.

Ikuto shifted his sitting position and also lifted his chin from her shoulder but settled his chin back on her shoulder again. She squirmed, because her shoulders were a sensitive place and Ikuto's actions made her feel ticklish and jittery.

"What are you doing Ikuto?" she hissed, slightly pissed that he had made her hit another bomb, right after she restarted too! How was she supposed to beat his high score now?

"Nothing." he replied. Then he nuzzled his face against the side of her neck, making her almost jump up, but she didn't say anything. She decided to ignore him, as long as he didn't touch her inappropriately. Taking his chances, Ikuto also wrapped his arms around her waist and snuggled closer.

Amu sighed, feeling annoyed when she yet again had to restart in Fruit Ninja. Usually, she was good at this game, but Ikuto was being too much of a distraction. She understood perfectly how Ikuto lost in Temple Run, having a similar experience right now herself.

Ikuto felt rather upset, although he was enjoying his interaction with Amu. If only she recalled him...this scene would have been perfect...He had intentionally come here to have a serious talk with Amu, but he decided to have that serious talk another time. Seeing her so carefree, he couldn't possibly bring himself to ruin the nice atmosphere. But someone else did by dropping by for a surprise visit...or rather a whole group of people did...

"Hi Amu! I heard from your parents that you got in an accident, so I came to see how you're doing since I'll be in town for a while anyways." The door opened and in stepped a young woman with black layered hair which was pulled back into a ponytail. She had shining gray-blue eyes full of emotion. The young woman wore a baggy white t-shirt with a cartoon image of a girl on it and over it was a long blue cardigan. For her bottom half, she wore gray skinny jeans which were partly covered by her t-shirt and black ankle boots.

It was Miyako.

"Remember me? Ashimoto Miyako. Oh, wait. Am I—oof!" She had begun to ask if she was interrupting something because she received no answer. But a push from behind caused her to lose her balance and it almost made her fall onto the floor.

"Oops, sorry!" apologized Utau, the one who got pushed into Miyako as everyone else, meaning Kukai, Rima, Nagihiko, Kairi, and Yaya, piled into the room.

Before Miyako was able to say, "It's okay!" Yaya burst out saying, "Guys! Look! Look at Amu and Ikuto! "

The two had already pulled away by the time Yaya pointed it out and they were each staring down at their own lap, trying to ignore the many pairs of eyes that were upon them.

Nobody had spoken since Yaya's outburst, but Amu and Ikuto both knew it wouldn't be long before they were bombarded with questions. And then the whole place would turn into chaos.

I tried making this chapter less boring...by adding some fluff...I think this might be the first time I've written fluff...so uhm...please let me know if you liked it or not...wait...is this even considered fluff? O_O

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