He was still in that damn coma.

"Amu, sweetie, you need to come home. He'll still be here by tomorrow." Mama tried to reason. I shook my head. He's been in a coma for a week. I still haven't left his side, what makes her think I'll leave now? I held his hand in mine. For some reason, it made me feel a little better. Hopefully, it did the same for him.

"My little sparrow… I approve of him." Papa said. I turned and looked at him in shock. Mama and Ami were looking at him in the same way. Papa just approved a boy? Did we have to admit him into the hospital too? "He gave us back our sparrow. He didn't even leave your side after he learned the truth… I just… approve." He tried to reason. Mama was starting to cry as Ami was starting to look jealous. I just don't get it.

"Approve him for what?" I asked. They all turned to shock in less than point five seconds. If we were in an anime, they probably would've comically fallen over. They looked to each other nervously. Why were they scared to tell me? It's usually either perverted or about lo… Oh.

"Uuhhh… Here is Ikuto's things. Just in case he wakes up. Mama and Papa needs to take me to Yaya's place. Bye, Amu!" Ami pushed Mama and Papa out the door before I could ask anymore questions. I knew I was blushing though. I usually did when it had anything to do with Ikuto. I rolled my eyes at them before getting his stuff. They could never handle things too well. Ikuto's papers were out of his book bag and the things in the bag were a mess. Note-to-self; scold them later. I swear I was the adult in the family. What caught my attention though was the paper outside of the page. It looked like lyrics of some sort. I read the lyrics over. Did Ikuto write this? Well, it was comparing love to cats so it was possible. I shook my head. I started to tidy up his things. It was rude to look through it. Why the heck was I even reading it? He doesn't read the manga I was writing. Well… I'm pretty sure he hasn't because he hasn't teased me about it yet. Once his things was neatly put together, I placed them by his end table before getting back into my seat right next to his bed. I grabbed his hand like I did every time before.

"Give me a kiss goodnight."

"Only in your dreams."

I didn't know why but those words have been bugging me the entire week I've been here. I could be walking right back in here after going to the restroom or something and I could hear him say that as soon as I looked at him. I really didn't understand why my brain was doing this to me.

"Fine, I'll dream about it then."

I giggled at that. I miss his stupid teasing. I missed the way he talked. The way he made sure everything was fine. The way he made sure I just didn't just clean the house all day. Making sure I hanged out with everyone. The way we always shared a lunch at school on the roof. Arguing over a name for the cat during lunch. Passing notes during class. Him asking the weirdest questions he'd could think of. Seeing him smirk even over the littlest of things. The look of determination in his eyes when he got into something. The way they seem to glimmer when we were talking. I just missed him being here with me. I just missed Ikuto. And the the sad thing is… he was laying right there in front of me.

"I miss you, Ikuto… Wake up please…" I begged. I brought his hand up to my face. "I miss you so much. I don't want to lose you." I was crying again. I left so alone without Ikuto here with me.

"Give me a kiss goodnight…"

I stood up from the chair and leaned over Ikuto. He didn't stir any, not like I had hoped him too. I gently place my lips next to his.

"That's all you're getting till you wake up." I told him. I didn't move my head back at all. I just stared back at his closed eyes. I wonder what it would be like to be able to stare into his eyes..? I inwardly shook the thoughts away as I went to sit back down. "You know, when you wake up… You're going to have to play the violin for me." I told him. "You always carry the thing around and sometimes I wonder if you can even play it." I kept talking to him. I only rambled on to fill the silence. "I even wonder if you can hear me when you're sleeping like this." I laid my head on top of our hands on the bed. I face towards him though. The silence was really scaring me. It's been almost forever since he's been this silent. He wasn't even in a coma the first time. "It would be kind of weird but kind of cool I guess. If you have telepathy diffidently would be creepy. It would be nice to know if you were okay in there though." I closed my eyes. The hospital wasn't the best place to sleep but, it was better than that bunker. Since my parents left, I knew it was night time. Probably why I was so tired. I kind of miss stress eating with Yaya. I yawned softly. "Good Night Ikuto."

I snuggled in deeper into my pillow. I haven't been sleeping this well in what seemed like forever.

"Morning sleeping beauty."

My eyes popped open and saw Ikuto right in front of my face. His sapphire eyes wasn't too far away from mine. I could practically feel his breath on my face. I could see that he was amused by this. I glared at him.

"Great… Now my mind is playing games with me." I grumbled before turning around. I didn't want him to start acting like my dreams usually do. I probably wouldn't be able to handle it when I woke up to see him still in the hospital bed.

"You dream about me?" Ikuto asked. Wait a second… Ikuto was talking to me? I turned back to him. His eyes were open and he wasn't in a hospital gown. I finally looked around the room. We were in my room. I looked back over to Ikuto. So far, it was just like a dream all but… this Ikuto was talking instead of doing other… things.

"How I do I know this isn't a dream?" I asked him. I could see that he was close to smirking but all he did was raise a brow.

"What do we normal do in your dreams?" He asked. We were diffidently not doing what we do in my dreams.

"No I'm not dreaming." Why is he smirking? Am I blushing again? Wait… "You're awake?!" He busted out laughing. Ikuto was awake! I reached over to him and hugged him. "You're finally awake!" He hugged me back. My chest felt like it was swelling up. I can't believe he was actually awake! I couldn't even hold back the smile on my face.

"By the way, I do know how to play the violin." He stated. I froze in place. He heard that… Aaaaaa…..

"H-ho-how mu-much d-do yo-you re-remem-remember?" I asked. I still couldn't move in fear that he could read something off my face.

"Why? Did you do something to me while I was in a coma?" He teased. My face felt like it was on fire. I felt him pull back but I stayed in spot. I closed my eyes. I was honestly scared to see him right now. What would he think of me that I kiss him while he was asleep. That was really creeperish of me.

"I-I mi-might as we-well get dr-dress." I mumbled as I scooted back. I felt an arm around my waist before I was pulled towards Ikuto.

"You're not going anywhere. I haven't seen you in about two weeks now. I want you to stay." Ikuto said as he hid his face in my hair. I was frozen in spot again. I knew this wasn't helping my blush any. Why couldn't he just let me go so I could go calm down?

"Let me go! I probably stink! And—

"I don't care." I tried pushing myself away but his grip was too strong. I finally just gave up. Why was Ikuto being like this? "I remember hearing your dad approving of us…" Wait… If he remembers that then… HE REMEMBERS THAT I KISSED HIM! "I'm going to have to pay you back for that, you know." I swear my face was going to melt from the amount of heat that was coming off of my face right now.

"Fo-for w-wh-what?" I asked.

"Teasing me." He brought his forehead to mine. Even though there was a smirk on his face, I could see the uncertainty in his eyes. All I could do was stare in his eyes. There was so many shades of blue in his eyes. I swear I could get lost in them forever and ever. "What's that look in your eyes?" He asked. I summoned all the courage I could.

"What look…?" I chickened out. I wasn't going to tell him that I was afraid that he'd use me. I wonder if he got lost in my eyes just like I did his. What did he see in my eyes. Was it fear or something else. He leaned forward and kiss me right where I kissed him.

"Then I can wait." He said as he pulled us back down on the bed. "That won't get you out of this though." He almost sounded desperate. I just scooted closer to him. I wonder what made him come to this conclusion. He was still cold, even under the comforter. Even though I was scared, there was no where else I wanted to be.