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The Meikyuu Butterfly

Chapter 10: Heal Me~

After Le Café Closes (Normal POV)

Amu and Ikuto changed back into their casual clothes.

Le Café's manager smiled and praised them. "I can't thank you guys enough. Especially you, Hinamori-san. You were an excellent waitress!" He paused to take out an envelope of money for Amu. "By the way, do you two happen to be going out? You two remind me of when I was in love with my wife."

"With this guy? Of course not!" she hastily replied as her face lit up a few shades.

Ikuto smirked and chased her around with his arms open. "Aw, come on. Don't be shy, Amu-koi~."

"Shu-!" Amu suddenly stopped running and paused to answer a phone call. She pulled out her magnolia slider phone with a cute light pink cover that had colorful strawberries with emoticons on them. Amu paced away from the manager and Ikuto to talk.

The manager seemed to huddle closer to Ikuto. "Is she the girl you've been saving up money for?"

Ikuto smiled and glanced over at her. "Yeah."

The manager chuckled and forced a persian blue Swarovski bag into Ikuto's hand. Ikuto reached in and clutched a matching Swarovski box that held a necklace. The necklace consisted of a sterling silver chain and a polished, vintage locket.

Confusion spread over Ikuto's face. "I appreciate the fact that you got this to help me, but I really can't accept this. It must have been so expensive."

The manager smiled. "I know… That's why it came out of your paycheck. Just keep working at Le Café, and you won't owe me anything."

Ikuto sweat dropped. 'Ohh, that's why he was so generous… Of course.'

"Don't let her go."

"Mochiron," Ikuto replied confidently.

The manager winked at Ikuto as Amu reentered the conversation.

"Sorry, I got to go meet with friends, so I'll see you two later," muttered Amu as she carelessly rushed to the escalator.

The manager waved goodbye to her and winked at Ikuto as he bowed in respect and left.

Wednesday in Homeroom

Nikaidou stepped in the classroom as everyone slouched in their seats.

"Listen up, everybody! The committee made a mistake and forgot to assign a class to clean the gymnasium floors, so I volunteered our class to do it. We only need one group to work on it…Hmm…" Nikaidou contemplated whom to pick until he spotted Ikuto sleeping with his head on the desktop. "Tsukiyomi-san's group will take care of the floors."

At the Gym

Utau and Kukai glared into each other's eyes with about two inches between their faces.

"I can't believe I still have to work with you!" she bellowed.

"Complain all you want, but that's not going to do anything," he retorted.

"Shut up! At least I don't get in other people's ways! I can make the floors spit shine without you being here and messing everything up!"

"Well, excuse me. Let me just sit here, then. I'll just watch you clean the floors, since I'm going to screw things up anyway. Go ahead and start cleaning."

"Fine! I will!" Utau paused and snapped her head at Ikuto. "Go get the soap and water!"

Before they could bicker again, Ikuto grabbed two buckets, and Amu trailed after him with two more buckets. Ikuto shook his head at the sight of Utau and pushed the lever for the gym door to open. He was already halfway across the hallway, while Amu just passed through the door. She puffed her cheeks in irritation and hurriedly strode down the halls. Then, she stepped on a long, silky, crimson ribbon that was going to be used to decorate the walls outside of the gym. A girl had her back towards the wall, so she was completely oblivious to the fact that she pulled on the ribbon and made Amu slip backwards.

Ikuto had started sprinting to save Amu, but he was too far away, so Amu fell on her butt. However, as Amu fell, she swung her arm backwards and let go of the bucket, which happened to nail Ikuto on the forehead.

"Shit, that hurt!" Ikuto groaned and rubbed the new bump on his forehead.

As soon as Amu saw where the bucket ended up, she freaked out and dragged Ikuto all the way to the infirmary.

The working students sweat dropped. "Ne ne, isn't she just increasing his injuries?"

Amu dashed all the way to the infirmary, then she burst open the doors and called for the nurse, but no one was there. She firmly grasped Ikuto's hand and brought him to a chair.

He sat back and chuckled at the site of Amu frantically rushing back and forth, looking for an ice pack and a paper towel.

'Heh, this isn't so bad. Watching my cute little strawberry get worried about me.'

"I didn't think you would be so worried about a pervert like me," commented Ikuto after he received a messily wrapped up ice pack.

"Well, sorry that I have feelings and feel bad for someone that I injured."

She crossed her arms and scowled away from him. "Do you think that I don't know how much you try to protect me?"

Ikuto smirked as she walked towards the door.

"Go lay down," she commanded in an aloof voice.

"I don't wanna sleep alone~," he whined. Ikuto hastily grabbed her wrist and pulled her under the sheets on a bed with him. He wrapped his arms tightly around her and buried his face in her stomach.

Amu tried to shove his arms off. "Wahh! What are you doing? Get off of me!"

"Don't wanna~. You're warm." He closed his eyes and snuggled with her. Then, he softly snored.

Amu blushed and looked at him for a while before she submitted to his cute, innocent image. "Geez, what am I going to do with you?" She stroked his sleek, cobalt hair and dozed off.

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A/N: Brace yourselves for the Christmas masquerade ball ;D! The next chapter is going to time skip to Friday. Thank you so much for patiently waiting!