"Nadeshiko, we have a problem," Amu said over the phone that afternoon.

"What is it?" she asked.

"Well," she sighed, "I kissed Ikuto."

Nadeshiko screamed. "What were you thinking!"

"Well, I don't know," Amu said honestly. "We were fighting, then I kind of told him that I thought I might like him, then he kissed me."

Nadeshiko took a few breaths. "So, what do you think you're going to do?"

"I don't know," she repeated. "I do think I like him, and I'm not with Tadase anymore-"

"So now after all that crying, you're over Tadase in three days?" she asked skeptically.

"No, I'm not completely over Tadase. I just think I want to see how things go with Ikuto. Besides, I want to try to stay friends with Tadase. We have almost all of the same friends, so it's pretty important that we don't stay mad at each other."

"Well, do what you want," Nadeshiko said, "But as your best friend, I'm going to tell you that I don't think this is a good idea."

"I know it's a bad idea, but I just want to see where this goes. Well, I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Bye Amu."

"Oh, and one more thing," Amu said before Nadeshiko hung up.

"What?"

"I have a date with Ikuto tonight," Amu said quickly and hung up before Nadeshiko could start yelling again.

Amu then rolled out of bed and started looking through her closet, trying to find something to wear. She ended up pairing a black and red striped sweater with dark wash ripped skinny jeans. She curled her hair and put it up in her usual clips. She put on a little lip gloss and snuck out the door before anyone could notice.

She wandered around town for about a half an hour before she was supposed to meet Ikuto. She started to get hungry, so she stopped in the taiyaki shop. She browsed the shop and saw that they had some low fat ones. She picked it out and paid the clerk. She started eating it, but it didn't taste very good. When she was almost done, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind.

She jumped. "Ikuto!" she gasped.

He smirked. "What's wrong, did I scare you?"

"Yes, you did," she said. "Now can you get off of me?"

"Nuh-uh," he said in a childish voice.

"Why not?"

"Because you're too pretty," he said in the same voice. "What you got there?" he asked, eyeing her snack.

"Taiyaki," she said simply.

He grabbed it, took a bite, and got a strange look on her face.

"Gross," he said, letting go of Amu and spitting it out in the grass. "That stuff tastes nasty."

"I know," she said. "It's low fat."

"Why are you eating that low fat stuff?" he asked, scanning her with his eyes. "You trying to lose weight or something?"

"Well, a little," she admitted.

"Well stop," he ordered. "You're beautiful the way you are. You don't look like you could even afford to lose anything." He pulled her into a hug and tilted her head up for a kiss. "You're already perfect Amu," he said when they pulled away for air. "Don't you ever change."

She just blushed and looked away. "So anyway, what do you want to do?"

"I was thinking we could see a movie," he suggested. "What about that new horror one?"

Amu went white. She hated horror movies. She scared so easily, and couldn't sleep after she saw scary movies.

"Um, sure. Whatever you want," she stubbornly said.

"Okay, cool," he responded. He took her hand and they walked to the theater. He paid for the tickets and they went inside. They sat in their own row on the side and continued to hold hands.

"Try not to get too scared," he whispered just before the commercials started.

"I'll try not to," she responded shakily, although she knew that she would.

"Well, I'll be right here," he whispered and then kissed her.

The movie started and Amu sunk down a little lower in her seat. Throughout the movie, her grip would periodically tighten around Ikuto's hand.

"You okay babe?" he asked halfway through when Amu nearly yelled. "We can leave if you want. It's okay."

She shook her head. "It's okay, I'll be fine," she lied.

When the movie was over they walked out of the theater together. When they were outside Ikuto saw that Amu was as white as a ghost.

"Amu, did you get scared?" he asked. "I knew that was a bad idea. I told you we should've left."

"Well you were enjoying the movie and I didn't want you to have to leave just because I was a little scared."

He pulled her into a hug. "A little scared?" he repeated. "Amu you're shaking. I enjoyed it but it wasn't worth it if you were going to get this scared."

"It's fine Ikuto," she insisted. "Even though I got scared, I actually did like it. Besides, I just need something to get the movie out of my mind."

The moment that she was finished speaking, Ikuto kissed her with so much passion that it nearly made her knees buckle. She wrapped her hands around his neck and began to kiss him back.

"Well, the movie is out of my mind," she grinned when he pulled away.

"Good. Now, it's your turn to pick what we do," he said.

"I don't know if that's a good idea," she explained hesitantly. "I'm very bad at choosing activities."

"Well, you've got to be better than me," he said with a grin.

"Well then let's go to… the arcade," she suggested.

"Excellent," he announced. "However, I must warn you that I am the reigning champion at air hockey."

She eyed him evilly. "That's funny, because I'm the champion."

"Well then, I guess that we're just going to have to battle this out," he said.

"Boy, you are so on," she challenged. They made their way to the arcade on the other side of the mall and went straight for the air hockey table. Luckily for them the arcade was nearly deserted. Ikuto put the quarters in and grabbed a paddle.

"So how many games are we going to play?" she asked and batted the puck to his side.

He defended his goal and shot for hers. "What do you think? Best two out of three?"

"That sounds good to me," she decided and shot the puck and scored. "Ha! What now?"

"Oh Amu, didn't anyone ever teach you about sportsmanship?" he teased and returned the puck.

"Yeah, but I ignored what they told me," she explained and shot. "By the way, did you ever notice that these paddle things really resemble sombreros?"

"Actually yes," he admitted and scored a goal against her. "I've always thought that. I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks so."

"Well, I always thought it was obvious," she commented.

They played for another half an hour. Amu ended up winning two of the three games.

"Ha! I told you I was the champion," she teased when they left.

"Congratulations Amu," he said and gave her a quick, chaste kiss. "Well it's getting late, we should probably get home."

She frowned and threw her head back. "I don't want to go back there."

"I don't want to go either but we've got to," he insisted. "Here, let me walk you home."

"Fine," she pouted and they began to walk.

"Well, did you enjoy yourself?" he asked when they arrived at her house.

"I did," she answered. "I would actually like to do that again sometime."

"Definitely," he said and gently kissed her.

She walked through the door to see Tsubasa and her mother sitting in the living room.

"Where have you been young lady?" her mother asked when she saw her oldest daughter.

"I was out," she replied simply and quickly before going upstairs.

When she got in her room she collapsed on her bed and sighed.

"Yes, I'm definitely going out with him again."