Morg: Heyo! The reviews are in!

Ikuto: And?

Amu: Everyone agrees that you cry.

Morg: Can't fight reviewer logic!

Ikuto: I do not! Why doesn't anyone ever listen to me? I don't cry, there needs to be more lemons and Amu is madly in love with me! Get it through your thick heads people!

Amu: Where did that other stuff come from?

Morg: Who knows?

Ikuto: Whatever, you don't own anything.

~Unspeakable~

Thoughts played tag in his head while Ikuto stared up at his ceiling. Three days had passed since they were at the zoo and he was still in control of his mind. Granted he hadn't slept a wink during those three days. The possibility of him not waking up to his 'normal' self scared the daylights out of him and made it impossible for the blue haired teen to get a wink of sleep. Something that didn't slip by Midori's keen eye. She knew he wasn't sleeping and also knew that Ikuto was doing his best to keep it from her.

Passing by his door, Midori stopped to stick her head in. "Ikuto, can I have a word with you?"

Ikuto bolted upright on his bed. All thoughts of being tired or worried or scared instantly vanished. "Is something wrong? What happened?"

Chuckling, Midori pushed open the door and flowed into the room to take a seat beside Ikuto on the bed. One of her hands quickly found his and held it firmly. "I know what you're doing to yourself and it has to stop. Did you ever think that maybe if you don't get any sleep, the stresses that that'll put on your body will make you revert?"

Ikuto stared long and hard at the open door. His mind processed everything she presented to him and he couldn't find any argument in her logic. "I just can't seem to relax enough to sleep. I try. I lay in this bed every night with my eyes close, but that only seems to make me more aware of what might happen and I get further from sleeping."

Midori sighed as she squeezed his hand but didn't let go. "You need to do something. Go somewhere in the house where you feel the most comfortable. The safest spot you can think of and you need to just stay there. Let your mind relax a little and get some shut eye. I can't promise that you'll wake up the way you are now, but at least we know that this Ikuto exists in that head. We'll get him back out no matter what."

Gripping the hand that served as his lifeline at the moment, Ikuto tried to think of the best place for him to test out Midori's plan. The only place he could think of was Amu's bed. "Do you think I could just try Amu's room? Whenever I had nightmares in the past I'd go in there for the rest of the night."

Midori smiled and nodded. "Sure, Amu's out back playing with Kukai right now."

"I know. I'd be out there too, but the lack of sleep and the amount of energy that nine year old Amu and eighteen year old Kukai have would wear me out too fast."

Giggling softly, Midori nodded her agreement. "I don't doubt that. They'd wear me out and I've been getting sleep every night. Go ahead and try it. I'll let Kukai know that you're using her bed and we'll keep her away so she doesn't get upset."

Ikuto smiled his thanks before getting to his feet and following Midori to his bedroom door. She continued on her way down the hall, but stopped at the end to turn back to him. "Good night, Ikuto."

Smirking, Ikuto nodded to her before slipping into the pinkette's room. The colors were contrastingly different from his room, but he was still comfortable in there. It wasn't as if this were some strange environment. This was Amu's room. It smelled just like her. Ikuto sank down onto the bed and crawled until his head could land on the pillows as he collapsed. Squirming just enough, he got the blankets out from under him so he could snuggle into them. With his nose buried in the scent of the most important person in his life, Ikuto closed his eyes and willed sleep to take him.

Then those thoughts started playing tag again. Worrying about not waking up as himself. Worrying about not getting enough sleep. Feeling stupid for worrying so much. Ikuto couldn't do anything about it. After about an hour of trying to let all of his thoughts run their course, the teen called it quits. Just as he was about to sit up, the door to the bedroom opened. He thought for a moment that it was Midori sneaking in to check on him and he was about to let her know that their plan hadn't worked, but he heard giggling. Giggling that didn't sound like it could come from Midori. This was giggling from a younger girl. A much younger girl with pink hair.

Ikuto smirked to himself as he listened to her come into the room without turning on the light. Even with the shades down to block out most of the sunlight, a little escaped into the room and lit it enough for Ikuto to be able to make out Amu coming in and closing the door before tip toeing closer to the bed. She leaned over to stare down at Ikuto's face and he quickly shut his eyes. Her breath fawned across his cheeks and nose and Ikuto breathed in her scent deeply.

Pretending to be moving in his sleep, Ikuto began to shift. With his eye partly slit, he could see Amu had leaned back up so that he wouldn't hit her in his movements, but she didn't move away from the bed. Ikuto took this as his chance and snatched out his hand to grab her arm and drag her into the bed and promptly under the covers. "Watching people sleep, what a pervert you are Amu."

The pinkette struggled briefly before giving up to a fit of giggles and rolled to face Ikuto. "Midori said that you'd be asleep in here for the rest of the day and probably all night so I shouldn't bother you because you need your sleep. Why can't you sleep in your own bed?"

Ikuto smirked and stretched a little without letting Amu go. "I think your bed is comfy, especially with you in it."

Amu blushed and buried her face into her pillows so that Ikuto wouldn't see. If not for her ears turning red as well, Ikuto wouldn't have known what to make of her actions. "Don't say stuff like that!"

Ikuto didn't let his smirk slip even a little as he pulled Amu closer to his chest. "You've been playing hard with Kukai all day. How about you take a nap with me now?"

Amu scrunched up her nose. "I'm too old for naps. Take one by yourself."

Ikuto chuckled as he buried his nose into her hair and took a deep breath. "You aren't in the position to refuse me. I've kind of got you trapped here."

Amu struggled a bit more before realizing that he was correct once again. "That's only because you're older than me!"

"By less than a year."

"No way! You're definitely older than ten! You look like you're as old as Kukai and he's like twenty!"

Ikuto couldn't help the chuckles that escaped his mouth. "Sure Amu, Kukai is not twenty. He's only eighteen. I'm seventeen and so are you. I don't know why you can't see it. Well I do, but you should be able to tell."

Amu pouted as she relaxed in his arms. "I'm nine. Don't be jealous of my youth and take your old man nap so I can go play!"

Ikuto shrugged with her in his arms and attempted to do just that, but even with here there to comfort him, his worries began to surface once more and he let out a frustrated sigh.

Amu didn't want to admit that she was pretty tired, but it was true. And with Ikuto holding her so close to his body, he was making her feel extra warm and sleepy. If only he'd stop squirming. "Ikuto, what's the matter?"

"I've just got a lot on my mind and I can't seem to sleep."

Amu tried to wiggle up out of his grasp, but Ikuto's arms only tightened around her. "Ikuto," she whined. "Please let me go!"

"Stay with me. Its easier for me to relax with you here."

"I'm not going to leave silly! I was just going to rub your back like my momma used to do for me before-"

Ikuto's eyes widened in surprise causing his grip to relax and Amu to escape his arms. She instantly sat up and moved so her back was against the headboard. Her eyes held a sad look in them, but she shook it away as she turned to look down at him. Ikuto couldn't believe that she was going to stay of her own free will. "What are you going to do?"

"Well I was going to rub your back, but you're too tall so I guess I'll have to settle with playing with your hair. That always used to help me calm down. Remember when we were younger and you used to come in here in the middle of the night because you were afraid of your nightmares?"

Ikuto nodded his head as Amu shifted over to place him in her lap. Ikuto turned his body so that he was on his stomach and his cheek was against her thigh. "I remember."

Amu smiled as she began ghosting her fingers through his hair. It felt so silky and soft that she was glad he was okay with her touching him. "I never told you, but I was scared too. You can go to sleep now. I won't let your nightmares get you. I'll be here for you like I was then."

"Are you sure you're nine? You sound a lot older than nine."

Amu grinned before rubbing her fingers against his scalp and making Ikuto moan. "Kukai said the same thing earlier when I didn't get mad about you sleeping in my room. Why should it bother me? You've slept in here before."

Ikuto hummed his response. He was honestly too tired to think of some response to her comment so he just focused on the feeling of her hands on his head. The pure bliss of what was happening was lulling him into a semi conscious state, which was heaven to the sleep deprived boy.

Amu smiled as she watched Ikuto's eyes flutter shut. His breathing began to even out, but she didn't stop what she was doing. Something told her that if she stopped then he'd wake back up and he really needed to be sleeping. Amu was determined to make sure that Ikuto, one of her best friends since they were little, got a good night of sleep. Midori had looked worried about him earlier and Kukai had told her that he really needed sleep or he might get sick. Amu wasn't about to let that happen to him so she had decided to sneak up to her room and check on him. Of course, he hadn't been sleeping when she came in but he was now. There was no doubt in her mind that Ikuto was out cold.

Knowing that he was going to be okay now, Amu felt her own mind relax as she leaned back against the wall. Just before she also allowed sleep to take her, Ikuto's arms moved to encircle her waist as if she was a pillow. Amu blushed at the feeling of him holding her so tightly although she didn't exactly understand the feeling. She wasn't uncomfortable this way so she let his arms stay.

Not ten minutes later the door was opened and a smiling Midori inched into the room to take in her sleeping housemates. They looked so peaceful and she just knew that everything was going to work out for them. With a raise of her hand, she brought her camera to her face and looked through the small window to focus on her subjects before a single click and a flash of light penetrated the room without waking up its sleeping occupants.

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Morg: Kind of short, but now you guys know that they have their memories of everything from whatever age they 'are' to when their memory became capable of holding long term memories. So whatever happened to Amu before the age of nine she can remember since her mind says she's nine. Ikuto remembers everything about everything since he's in his right state of mind.

Ikuto: That was a lousy explanation.

Amu: I'd like to see you do better.

Morg: Eh, if there is any confusion then just message me or leave it in your review and I'll try to answer you as soon as possible. I want to make sure that everyone understands what is going on.

Ikuto: I don't think that anyone ever will.

Amu: Whatever, just review.