Everlasting Love

Chapter 11

Ikuto's Pov

Seeing her smile was a blessing in itself. The second love of my life is chocolate, but the first was (Y/n).From the first time I met her, back in kindergarten, I knew we had a connection, I knew she was meant for me, I knew I needed her so I could survive. And the last few years have been proof of that. I know it sounds cheesy but it's true. Even though, I had people around me: Amu, Tadase, and Utau… I've only ever felt alone, like I wasn't complete. But now I'm with her again, I see life in a whole new light. I'm in one piece and I never want to be separated from her ever again, the most important part of me.

I strolled to the park where I first encountered (Y/n) for the first time in years. The park was practically a ghost town. There was no one there: no children, yelling and screaming, no parents drearily sitting on the wooden benches and watching their kids or either hysterically chasing their child around the park, no ice-cream van to lure children who would then smother their faces with ice-cream, and no couples looking for a spot to make out – there was just no one at all. No one besides me that is. And I liked it that way.

Without the disruption of human beings, the park shone with life like it had never done before. Squirrel's came out of hiding and sprinted down the tall lush trees and played with each other. Birds landed onto the ground, being able to waddle around calmly without some child chasing them away. The grass was saved from being trampled over by dangerous boots; along with the tiny beings that inhabited it.

The delicate flowers and the blades of grass danced with the wind and the long arms of tall trees rocked slowly back and forth, as they sang lullabies by rustling their multicoloured leaves. The wind whistled along with the song of the trees and birds too also chirped and cheeped along. I placed my violin onto my shoulder and let the baton sail across the sea of strings attached to my violin, harmonising with Mother Nature's beautiful song. I've heard this song before, many years ago with (Y/n) when we first discovered our secret field. I then thought of my princess: Her pretty (f/c) eyes, her soft hair and her gorgeous smile. I only wished she could be here with me now playing an instrument with me. Then, this moment would truly have been perfect.

"Ikuto!" squealed a feminine voice that I hear too often. I stopped playing. The wind stopped whistling. The trees stopped rustling their leaves and the birds stopped tweeting and shot up into the icy blue sky.

I was then abruptly swallowed up into a hug by Goldie Locks aka my sister the world famous singer Utau. And let me tell you now she was and still is obsessed with me!

"Ikuto I missed you," she said in a childish voice attempting to sound cute as she pouted. "You didn't come home yesterday, where were you?"

"Well…" I began unsure of what to say.

"You were with Amu again weren't you? I don't see what you still see in her. She had rejected you remember!" Utau half yelled as her eyes yandered.

"Actually I was with an old friend of ours," I said breathlessly for Utau was securing her hands way too tightly around my neck, as if she were a snake, killing its prey.

"Old friend?"

"You remember (Y/n) don't you?"

"Oh, onee-chan! Of course I remember her! So where did you see her?!" Utau's eyes sparkled like the 5 years old she was when she last saw (Y/n). Am I the only person who has actually grown up since then?

"She goes to my new school"

"Wait! You were with her last night!" Utau spat as her eyes yandered again, prepared to spill blood, even blood of someone who was practically a sister to her. If a situation like that were to happen, whose side would I choose? My own flesh and blood or my best friend and the love of my life?

"Ikuto how could you? You did it with a girl that wasn't me?"

"No! (Y/n) and I didn't do anything!" I protested "And neither would I do anything with you either!" Seriously sometimes I think my sister may need to see a psychiatrist.

"I'm heading to school," I said, gently pushing Utau off of me. I needed to see (Y/n), I just couldn't breathe another gasp of air without her, or maybe that was because Utau was practically strangling me? But either way I just wanted to see (Y/n). Looks like I finally have a reason not bunk off of school anymore. Is that a good thing or a bad thing? If it means seeing (Y/n), then I guess it's a good thing, but it also means having to endure boring lessons that stretch on for an eternity.

Reader-Chan's Pov

~*~ Lunch-Time~*~

Knives and forks clattered against the glass plates as people munched and chewed on the spaghetti being served today, chattering away to each other between bites. I stabbed my fork into the yellow worms and twisted my fork around, gathering them up into a ball of string. I popped the fork into my mouth and clasped my hand over my mouth so I didn't gag. I forced the spaghettis down my throat and scoffed down water. I pushed my plate as far away from me as possible. School dinners were just grotesque, why did I even choose to eat it today instead of making a bento lunch box for myself?

"Their spaghetti tastes so eugh! I can't even explain it," I complained.

"They're not that bad," Hikari said. "Hospital food is worse, believe me, I hope I never break another bone in my body again."

My brows furrowed, I hated the word hospital, it was a place of death and reminded me of my parents, the last place where they were alive, without me by their sides.

"(Y/n), I'm sorry I didn't mean to…" Hikari began as she realised the memory that she had triggered.

"No, no, it's fine," I replied hastily as I cut her off. Hikari was always there for me when my parents died. Her parents let me stay over at hers for a year until I was done mourning and was able to sort myself out. Upon which I did and found myself a place (but I never stopped mourning over my parents' death). Hikari used to hold me every night whilst I cried. Even now, if called her at two o'clock in the morning, I'm sure she'd come running to me.

"So anyway, why did Ikuto want to see you the other day?" Hikari inquired with a smirk, changing the subject.

I rejected the blush that wanted to form onto my cheeks.

"Nothing really," I replied simply.

"You sure?"

"Yes I'm sure!" I insisted

"Hey guys, you don't mind if I eat with you two right?" asked Ikuto, startling me.

"Why would we?" replied Hikari "(Y/n) would love it if you sat here,"

I glowered at Hikari and she just smiled at me.

"Anyway Ikuto I thought you said you were bunking off of school today," I said

"Yeah, I did but I had a change of plan," Ikuto replied as he sat his plate onto the white table. I grabbed my plate with a slice of cake sitting on top and pulled it towards me. The cake looked scrumptious. And it was scrumptious. I moaned as I took a bite of it. The delectable chocolate mouse at the suburbs of the cake melted onto my tongue, blissfully. The three sponges creating the cake were soft and moist and the dark chocolate flakes that were generously sprinkled onto the cake added a certain flare to the taste as they softly embraced my tongue. The caterers at this school definitely can't cook even a decent meal but they sure can bake.

As I chewed leisurely onto my cake, savouring each bite, I caught Ikuto staring at me the entire time. His eyes would just not take themselves off of me even for a blink. It made me feel uncomfortable. Not just because Ikuto was staring at me, but the intensity of his stare, almost as if I set him in a magical trance.

"Is there something on my face or something?" I inquired, snapping Ikuto out of his thoughts.

"Oh, no, no, I was just… you know what its nothing," Ikuto stammered as his cheeks went red and averted his eyes down onto the splattered spaghetti on his plate.

Hikari nudged her elbow against my rib as she gave me a mischievous wink and a thumb up under the table.

"It's not like that!" I exclaimed, slamming my hands on the table, alerting everyone's attention onto our table as my cheeks exploded with colour, mortified. Ikuto looked up at me with raised eye-brows, confused to what went on. There was complete silence that you could just hear a pin drop.

"Sure its not," Hikari teased as she leaned back into her chair, crooning out her sentence, unmoved by the meerkats in the cafeteria.

"You know I think I'll see you guys later, I have to meet with a teacher," I lied, embarrassed and desperate to leave this area of judging eyes. I shot up from my seat and clutched onto my tray and put it away almost maladroitly dropping it in the process.

I strolled to the roof of the school, with Nana following behind me. I folded my arms over the balcony railings, leaning on them and stared up into the clear blue sky, watching the birds play tag with each other as they swooped and soared like the predators their predecessors were.

Ikuto's Pov

"So Ikuto what do you think of (Y/n)?" Hikari inquired, snatching my attention away from the direction (Y/n) just power walked into as the orchestra of chewing and gossiping resumed.

"Urm… Well she's cute," I replied as a small blush appeared onto my cheeks, why was I even telling her best friend this? And for some reason the best friend's eyes lit up as if it were Christmas morning.

"So…urm… How long have you known (Y/n) then?" I asked, unsure of what to say as I tried to change the subject.

"I've known her since the ancient days of middle school" Hikari smiled. "I happened to hear (Y/n) play the guitar in an empty classroom and well I praised her for how good she was and like our friendship just started from then, she's an amazing musician… You know Ikuto on the day you first arrived here that was the day I heard (Y/n) play an instrument for the first time in three years."

Hikari smiled softly, but then that smile turned upside down which was just uncanny because in the short time I've known Hikari I knew that just wasn't normal; there hasn't been a second when this girl hasn't stopped smiling. She was basically the non-magical version of Mirajane.

"Ever since her parents death (Y/n)'s had a hard time to even look at an instrument." Hikari continued "It's affected her dreadfully."

"Yeah, she told me about that" I said softly. "… she really is a talented muse…You know I taught (Y/n) how to play the violin, it used to annoy me how easily she learnt to play it, way faster than I did."

"Really!" Hikari exclaimed with excitement palpable in her voice along with the ecstatic smile curled onto her lips and exhilarated glow in her eyes. Sometimes I just want to know what this girl is high on twenty four- seven.

Hikari and I talked until the second half of lunch where Hikari had to leave for an English intervention. I climbed up a flight of stairs that lead to the roof of the school. I had an inkling feeling that (Y/n) was there.

I was right. (Y/n) was loitering on the roof. She was leaning over the balcony railings and stared up into the sky as the gentle zephyr danced with her hair. Her stance reminded me of old times, when we used to sneak out of class and head up to roof and just gaze at the sky. I crept towards her, careful not to make a sound and snaked my arms around her waist and pulled (Y/n) against my chest. She shrieked as I felt her muscles tense up.

"Ikuto!" she exclaimed, alarmed as I tucked a strand of (Y/n)'s hair back into place.

"Are you sure you two aren't in a relationship?" Nana questioned with a poker face.

"We're not," (Y/n) insisted, trying to wriggle out of my arms upon which I didn't let her.

"(Y/n) stop squirming, I'm sure I told you once before, that once I hold you I'm never letting go," I cooed into her ear, planting a kiss on her cheek.

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