Meg: Yo. :]
Ikuto: I have nothing to say to you.
Meg: Q_Q Why?
Ikuto: You forgot about me, made me look suddenly like a nun, forgot about me AND Amu and more importantly -
Meg: *startles Ikuto by hitting him with a sock right in the mouth that shut him up*
Amu: Nice shoot Megu-chan.
Meg: *bows to the clapping Amu* Why, thank you very much. Now, listen up. I promised somebody to get back on my feet and I will stop with the short chapters. I will try and write as much as I can and update faster. I want to thank all you guys who reviewed all the chapters of my stories and helped me so much. TT^TT
Amu: I'm so happy for you Megu-chan! ^^
Mag: Thank you Amu-chan. Now .. on with the story!
Normal POV
To the couple in the Weber F1 it all went on slow motion. Of course that meant that everybody's view was different. And who better to start with than our own little fireball? Sarting with the one girl, who sat next to one of the racers. Rima felt as if the man with the suit was saying that simple word for a few minutes. His mouth was moving, but the sounds were slowing down for her. Tightening her hold on the sides of the leather seat, she gulped and watched as Nagi put his foot on the gas pedal the second he heard the first letter. Her thoughts weren't of something specific but were colliding with each other, creating chaos whenever she tried to think of a more detailed reason as to why she was sweating bullets in her mind. Her honey eyes darted around the car and stopped for a few seconds on her feet, then on her hands, then on Nagihiko's hands. Wherever she looked, it would be far away from the road. If she ever saw the road, she swore that she would flip and lose the last remains of nerves.
Yes, she had said that a bus would beat it.
Yes, she assured herself that while walking to the Weber F1. But that didn't mean that the drivers behind the wheel didn't know their shit. For all she knew they could have brains on the road even if they didn't have them among other human beings. That was what made her nervous.
While the brunette was struggling with her thoughts, Nagi was feeling the sweat, forming on his palm, gripping the shifting gear on his right side. The tires of the race car rubbed against the cold cement of the road and the little spitfire winced and glared at him. She knew he wanted to help but... Go easy on the tires man.
Nagi however, didn't notice her glare as his eyes were glued on the road. He was observing the conditions they were stuck in. What he saw didn't please him that much but it was easy enough. There were a couple of turns, no big deal. For him it was a peace of cake. Actually their so called track was just like a spin around their warehouse. That was it, nothing much. If he tried to imagine that it really was going to be easy for him to win. And those "racers"… the girl practically jumped on Ikuto and the boy smirked at Rima, which especially ticked him off… He was ready to win this. Even not entirely focused on the road but on the girl sitting next to him, the purple haired twin could easily shift gears and avoid the sharp turns and the rocky sections.
The two cars drove fast to the turns. He spun the wheel a bit before leaning back on his seat and exhaling quickly. Rima watched his every movement and was looking out for dangers at any time. The girl was as nervous as him. She had trusted him and now it was all in his hands, the question whether they would continue being a part of the race.
And for everyones' other than the slut and "playboy" amusement Nagi and Rima's Weber was already ahead. The two teens smirked at the realization. This was gonna be quick.
They caught the turns and Nagi let his foot off the pedal a little. It was no use to waste speed on that little Subaru of theirs. He looked in the rear view mirror to see them screaming at each other, the guy already losing control over the car. Not even driving in a straight line, they weren't doing a good job to avoid the bumps and cracks on the road. It looked as if they were really sweating bullets at this point and knew that if they didn't do anything, they were out. How the hell did that couple even manage to participate in the race when they were such lousy drivers?
"And they don't even treat it like a car!" Rima scoffed. This car could've had a good start but because of someone's stupidness, it didn't even reach them. It was a good ten meters behind them and looked as if they weren't even trying to catch up. She followed Nagi's example and in the mirror she saw that the slut was still shouting at her partner while he was shouting back, not even bothering to watch the road. They were gonna crash if they didn't take measures.
To Rimas' annoyance they didn't.
Their car passed the white line when the Subaru was making its final turn. A few mintues later they stopped their vehicle and the man waved the black and red flag. Even if it looked easy and the fact that they won was now official, Nagi and Rima were breathing heavily. The boy gulped and looked into his partner's eyes.
"I told you to trust me. I will not let you down Rima."
They had won.
Rima nodded numbly, opened the car door and calmly went to the smirking Amu and Ikuto, who didn't even know that she was really nervous about it all. She didn't disappoint Amu and that mattered to her the most. She suceeded with the help of her crossdressing partner.
Both leaders, unaware of the thoughts the brunette beauty had, knew they were gonna win and Amu hugged her team mate tightly, making Rima's cheeks redden and her eyes wander towards the purple haired brother who was now cheering along with his sister and Yaya.
Nagi threw Amu the keys and she caught them swiftly across the imporives parking lot. The whole gang laughed at the red faced drivers that lost. Somewhere in the middle of thoe exchanges, the opponents had gotten closer to them, waiting angrily so they could have their spotlight. The guy was glaring at Nagihiko while his partner was tapping her foot impatiently on the ground. She hmp-ed and ran screaming with rage, her now known boyfriend after her when they saw that no attention would be given to them as they were now officially deemed "losers". The pair got into their car, their manager after them after he apologized for their behavior uncomfortably. Yukari was reluctant but Nikaido was the one who spoke with confidence that they should face the consequences for their actions or lack of in the matter at hand. The other unknown manager seemed to sink even deeper into the ground; without saying a word they drove off shortly after and the only thing that sent them on their way was laughter.
"Well, that was easy." Yukari smirked and Nikaido nodded with a smile. They had talked more with the manager and knew for a fact that money was the only thing that got those two into the race. It disappointed them to know that but Easter was Easter. They were just another stupid empire, which just happened to be interested in underground racing. Nothing more, nothing less.
Amu and Ikuto high-fived and saw that the boys were smirking at the oblivious girls. The female gang mates were huddled up in a circle and were chatting animatedly, not even seeing that Kukai and Ikuto were whispering with identical smiles, their looks promising not very pleasant events for them. That made Amu suspicious and she cut their conversation rudely. She had been eying them for some time now because they seemed just like one of those football teams huddled up in a circle and talking so discretely that it was hard to even see their lips parting. It was pure curiosity that drove her mad.
"Why are you guys smirking?" She eyed the two, who flinched a bit but regained their composure. Cracking his neck a bit Kukai took the initiative to explain for all of his boys, a noble sacrifice he was willing to make.
"Well... After every win we have a tradition. We go to Karaoke." He could see that past the helmet Amu's jaw dropped and grinned like a little boy. It wasn't hard to assume so too because suddenly the helmet seemed lower down her neck and the muscles on her neck were stretched. Tsukiyomi nodded and tapped her helmet to see if she was okay after what she heard. It was going to be so much fun.
They weren't kidding when they said that karaoke was a must. Kukai let them to his room, messy as it was and showed them the multiple pictures he had hung on his wall. Apart from the messy floor and numerous pizza boxes, his room was fairly normal and Utau laughed when he tried to kick the empty boxes under the bed. He had asked them to pay attention to the photos not his room and they quickly began scanning each one. All of them were taken while they had been in a karaoke room. Ikuto was looking smug as ever and the guys were cheering. Glasses were all over the table, alcoholic and other drinks had taken most of the space. There were even girls from time to time there but Kukai reluctantly told them that it wasn't his wish. After a few sentences, he took them down from the wall to set them aside. It wasn't for the picture itself; it was for the memories that followed afterwards. The girls had ended up in their beds the next morning and it was a pain for him to remember. The rest of the day they spent talking to each other about the people who took part in the races they were once a part from. The girls still had some suspicions about the whole karaoke and when the night time came, were shooed to Amu's room to get dressed for the occasion.
"Remind me again: why are we doing this?" Utau's voice rang through Amu's room while the girls prepared themselves for the karaoke thing. Not that they had a huge desire to go out and pretend to sing with enthusiasm in front of four boys. Four perverted boys might they add. Utau was in the bathroom in front of the mirror applying mascara and eye shadow to make her beautiful violet eyes pop. One of her least favorite things about the whole event was that she had to look pretty so she would crush Souma's ego. It ticked her off that she made such effort just for him. Her outfit of the night consisted of a matching violet pair:a short dress with stilettos. The thin straps made her seem as if it was so delicate and her collarbones looked tempting to touch. Her skin wasn't as pale as Amu's but in her defense the blonde took care of it so it was just as soft as it looked. Rima and Nadeshiko were still searching for the right clothes, looking at different tops and skirts while Yaya was "helping" them. In other words she was throwing random clothes at them and they were trying to dodge before they were buried under a huge pile. It didn't even help that Yukari was calming the girl down because her enthusiasm to "help" was growing by the second. It looked like a madhouse in there.
Amu was in front of her mirror, like Utau, applying shadow and mascara. While doing so she exhaled slowly, raising her head to observe her facial expression in the mirror. The Devil didn't know why she was suddenly so nervous and wanted to dress so.. not herself.
She was wearing a light black dress with an open back. The dress was collected up front and made her bubblegum pink hair and golden eyes shine even brighter. This was one of the few dresses that she allowed herself to wear because it wasn't too girly and not too tough. But still... She wasn't used to going out much without her helmet and leather suits, tomboy clothes and that attitude that came with it. The dress allowed her to show the world her curves and Amu felt self-conscious about them. No…Amu had it. She just wasn't used to showing it.
Her spine was flexible enough for it to make a light gap between the fabric and her actual curves but in the end she huffed and corrected her posture. Her shoulders went down a little, the gentle curve of her spine appeared again and she looked like a true lady with her head held up high. Amu tried to turn around a bit without the others looking but to no avail no such opportunity came. Her head managed however to turn and that was the best she could get.
She looked one last time at herself in the mirror and sighed. This was going to be a long night and not just for her.
Utau, Rima, Yaya and Nade heard her sigh and smirked to each other. It was time to tease.
"Amu~ ... Why do I get the feeling that you sigh in nervousness?" Utau asked innocently as she walked closer to her friend, stepping into the bathroom with a smirk that could rival Tsukiyomi's. Amu's eyes widened and a small blush crept its way on her cheeks, she pouted. Was Utau really going to tease her like this? Now of all times? She and Ikuto had been caught doing many things together but right now, they had chosen to attack her when she was the least confident in her fashion skills. It was a fun thing to do to pass time and they all knew it. Amu just didn't understand what the joke had to be on her.
Rima soon joined in, seeing as it didn't bother her as much as it would two weeks ago.
"Yeah... Maybe because of something... Or someone?" The girls started laughing as Amu's face was now officially redder than her hair.Tsukiyomi was the perfect target and they knew how to strike.
"N-No way guys! W-Why should I be n-nervous because o-of somebody?" And then her stuttering gave her up. The pinkette closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands lmost immediately, looking away in embarrassment. She didn't want to stutter. And blush. Damn those little things about her…
Amu's POV
Why would I be nervous about somebody? That's what they are implying! I know it, I can see it on their faces! Even Nade is looking at me with the "I'm not going to help you out this time" smile. Traitor. So what, I dress up, I put some make-up on, I looked myself in the mirror…I took my time while choosing what to wear…It took me a lot of time to apply my make up…I continued to think about what I did because of the meeting thing and my eyes widened at the last thing. It wasn't hard to connect the dots. They were right...
I am nervous.
Why am I nervous? Why am I this nervous?
I fell on my bed and that was another mistake. I was now cornered as the girls surrounded me and I saw them smirking down in my direction with their hands on their hips. My dress wrinkled and I started to smooth it out again all the while avoiding their stares.
"Does this have something to do with a boy?" Yukari pressed behind the girls. I sighed in defeat at their tactics. They were going to bring Tsukiyomi, that idiot into this?
"Not again. Please, not again." Their smirks faltered a little one by one and they looked at me with indifference. Utau wasn't at all happy that I had implied him in the conversation for support. I was starting to play dirty and they knew it. Nade was shaking her head with disapproval at me. My eyes were filled with the same emotions they gave my way. They gave me a slip, who said that they didn't deserve the same right now?
I shook my head in disagreement. I am over it, of course but that didn't mean that I forgot him. That ... low life. It was on impulse, it wasn't meant to come out that way. But seeing now that my words made them this way…I wasn't prepared to face the trouble I got into the moment I looked upwith almost pleading eyes. I didn't mean to do that on purpose…Not in that way anyway.
"Amu, my dear Amu..." Rima started and they again looked at me. I waited for the next words but I nearly got deaf.
"STOP GIVING THAT ARGUMENT AGAINST US, YOU HEAR US?!" Even Yukari was yelling at me and I was just staring at them. I knew they were stopping me from saying stupid things but I couldn't help but be nostalgic. It was sudden, my outbirst and the way I fed them off but it seemed like the most rational thing to do for them to get them off my back. It was like running away from them just to jump on a train, leading me to the depths of my memories. Did I really want to do it? It was so simple to turn back and feel guilty but it was no use, seeing as it was a simple tease that started all of it and hurt my pride a bit. I pouted, knowing that I couldn't say anything more.
I don't want to run away forever, it isn't something that I'm proud of. My pride.
I kept it even though it wad plenty of reasons to be torn apart. I'm not going to lose it so easy.
Normal POV
Amu was so lost in her thoughts she didn't notice that everyone was staring at her. Literally everyone. Time passed and the girls had to use other methods in getting her attention. The boys had run over to see what was going on with all the screaming and they had their mouths dropped open to stare at the girls, noticing their blushes too late. But they ignored their faces right now. Their leader and almost sister was a more important subject and it took some time for the males to identify the emotions lingering around them. One that struck out was evident on the girls faces: Utau, Rima, Yaya, Yukari and Nade were all looking at the pinkette with sadness. They weren't going to lose their friend again, even if they had to slap it out of her. Not again. Not over some trivial matter like a karaoke gathering.
The guys on the other hand... They were hopeless when it came to say something they knew nothing of. Poor males, always being left out on all the details.
Give them cars and be sure. Send them The Red Blazers and hope for the best.
Kukai was admiring the purple dress that hugged Utau's curves perfectly and the stilettos made her legs even longer. The sports fan was watching with fascination how gracefully she moved, how her hair flowed behind her and how her sharp tongue started to explain to their leader what they were not going to do during the evening and that was remember things that have already happened. She couldn't have looked more in control and that turned from admiration into pride. She was the girl with most spunk rather than the pipsqueak Rima so Kukai was certain that he could watch her defend herself against anyone who stands in her way any day. Even if the situation wasn't one of the brightest he couldn't help but think of how it all turned out. Somewhere in the process of fighting with her, he had caught himself more and more intrigued by the girl, turned on by her actions. It scared him at first, the way the blonde affected him but as time went by if he could cover it, Kukai could live with the fact that he wanted Utau Hoshina. Nothing more nothing less even though right now the only thing on his mind were ways how to make her kiss him. It was as simple as that right?
Nagi was smiling brightly at Rima, who finally made her choice: a short olive green dress that was on layers of veils and matching flats with a bow the same color in her hair. To put it simple she was totally cute and looked like a doll. She was half glaring half staring, switching between two people: glaring at Nagi, staring at her best friend. He thought that she looked so cute that he wouldn't mind hugging her all day but she wouldn't like that idea if she could read his mind so he decided to keep his thoughts for himself at least at the moment. Observe and admire but don't touch.
Kairi was blushing bright red at Yaya's bright green summer dress. She had pulled the first thing she could get her hands on out of her luggage and ran to Amu's room to "help" Rima and Nade. Nade on the other hand was dressed with a black skirt and a top that matched her hair. Simple yet elegant suited her the best and she looked like the perfect example of a strong young lady who held hidden elegance and grace.
Ikuto... Well, he was speechless; mostly out of shock.
He thought that he wouldn't see the Devil in a dress for what would seem like a million years. Not even once had he pictured her in something that wouldn't allow her to move freely or run. And the high heels weren't helping her beat her record for speed either and his eyes trailed north without his consent. His mouth was wide open and he was openly staring at the pinkette for everyone to see.
Can this get any better? Asked Amu with all the sarcasm she could put in one sentence, her gold like eyes scanning everyone's faces. All of them showed what each and every one's intentions were. She wasn't sure if she wanted to exactly know what Kukai was thinking, glancing at Utau every few seconds. It was clear that Kairi was embarrassed for some reason, some very energetic reason in her opinion. Ikuto, now that boy looked as if this was one of the most intense situations he had ever witnessed. Amu didn't know if it was what it seemed but the said girl used this situation to have some fun of her own. It was starting to get annoying, how tight and dry the air between all of them appeared at the moment. His gaze made her anxious and she fidgeted, playing with the hem of her dress. Minutes passed at he was still not averting his gaze. Now it was just plain asking for it. Amu wasn't doing anything unless she gets something in return for the trouble the person causes her and right now she felt most of her nervousness come from exactly the blue haired man staring at her.
She got up and went slowly to him, now all eyes on her and Ikuto's were widening even more as his breath hitched. Why was she coming closer to him? What did she intend to do?
Wouldn't you like to know Ikuto boy… His mind snickered and he mentally prepared for the smack he was sure was going to come. The breath he would exhale after the slap or maybe after the screams she threw his way for invading her personal space. For ogling her as if she was a piece of meat.
Our pinkette's smirk also got bigger as she walked seductively to him, stopping right in front of the young man and her face got closer and closer to his. Their noses brushed against each other and their lips were less than a centimeter apart. He felt her hot breath on his lips and they twitched in anticipation of her next move. No screams? Why the hell was she doing this? Just the other day they were drinking coke and watching korean movies and here she is, acting like the girls he pushed away from himself. He should do the same thing to her but found himself incapable of doing that. His fingers twitched but his arms stood frozen by his sides, never even moving a centimeter. He didn't even know if they had to be used. Their relationship was something he was scared of losing and not just the partnership they had but also the new found trust she somehow developed in him. Why was she acting this way just because he witnessed something he shouldn't have?
The girls were watching the scene with passive expressions up until the moment Amu started to lean forward, that's when everyone gasped. Thinking she was going to kiss him. His mind also headed to that direction seeing as everything pointed that way. Their eyes followed every movement the pinkette made. Yukari didn't believe a thing she saw and knew the only reason Amu was doing this because she wanted to teach them a lesson. They shouldn't have interrupted their discussion. That wasn't much of a discussion anyway but still she kept quiet waiting for the punch line. The Underground Devil didn't act that way and they should have known it by now. Right now the only one being fooled was them, thinking she would actually do something so intimate like that much less with Ikuto Tsukiyomi.
"Close your mouth, you're gonna catch flies." His lips felt hers as they moved slowly, forming words, tracing her every movement. As if she was drawing delicate figures on his lips. Amu stepped back and his jaw trembled when the warmth and heat he felt simultaneously suddenly left. He stared at the pinkette in now total confusion. Did she really do all that just to tease him like this? All he had done was to enter in the middle of a girls' talk, this was not fair!
Damn her and her beauty!
Damn her provocative mind!
Damn the way she drives him insane almost every time!
In his mind, all of the evidence pointed to one thing, one of the areas he had confidence in: She wanted to play.
"Well..." Thought Ikuto as a smirk formed on his face. "Two can play at this game Kitten."
What was still confusing for him though was that she did the things she glared all the other girls for. Then the girl would stop abruptly and continue with being herself. Then switch back again and forth. The pinkette was like a mystery for him, her mind was a closed book that he couldn't just open. Until then he would have to push from every side to see where she had a weak spot and hit there. It sounded evil to him but all was fair in love and war. Especially when she set the rules like that.
The girls quickly shooed the boys away from Amu's room, the aforementioned girl still in a daze of what she had just done. Rima shook her head. This, this particular mess was all of her familia's fault and the most she could do would be to sit back and enjoy the comedy that was soon going to be played in front of her. Too bad she didn't have pop corn but that was what Amu had coming for her.
Utau was kind of impressed, she didn't know Amu had it in her but the fact that Ikuto Tsukiyomi, her brother, was the victim had caused her severe panic. Ikuto was known for making girls swoon over him and Amu had just pulled the Devil's tail simply to see what would happen. It was like playing with a bomb with a detonator.
"Why did you do that?" She asked their leader in a worried tone, something that caused the others to back her up. Even Yaya knew that it wasn't a good idea to play temptress on the Leader of the Blue Knights and Amu had to suffer the consequences while descending the stairs, avoiding his piercing eyes. They headed to the garage and Ikuto immediately thought of a plan to make Amu pay for the discomfort he felt all over his body and his lips in particular. He couldn't shake the feeling he was missing something after that.
How did she get into this mess, Amu was certain that she knew all too well.
She was now in Tsukiyomi's car, with only her black dress and her black flats. The stupid pervert, that she naively thought she could teach a lesson… Why was his radio only blasting songs like "Pumping" or "Number 5", songs that she didn't know well but still knew the meaning behind to.
Well... It was part her fault, she challenged him with the flies thing so... Maybe she deserved it.
"You know... I didn't think that you were the shy quiet type..." A husky voice came beside her along with the well known smirk. Ikuto shifted gears as they made a right. Kukai and Utau were right behind them and the pinkette could see them singing along to some song. She bet it was better than the ones Ikuto was turning on the stereo he had…
"Watch your fucking rode idiot." She tried her "Cool and Spicy" act, not sure that he would buy it, but -
"Now now... don't try and slip that stupid cool and spicy act on me. Doesn't work. Now Kitten, what do you say for a little bet?" Ikuto suggested innocently but she saw the devilish glint in his eyes and that almost made her gulp. Definitely payback. He had a plan already and was enjoying in fully. He didn't even have to avert his gaze from the rode to make her feel intimidated just by his words. Dammit, Amu didn't even know why she was this nervous. It was his fault for trying to tease her everyday all day, so who said that she wasn't allowed to bite back? The feeling in her gut was enough if she had to be honest. The pinkette subconsciously placed a hand on her upper stomach, looking ahead.
It was a torture enough to be with him when he was in a mood for flirting and right now it was like his hormones had taken control over him. What did she get herself into?... They made a left and when no answer came, Ikuto pressed his lips. They were partners, they had made some progress over the last few days. If Amu wanted to destroy it that badly, so be it Ikuto thought bitterly and gritted his teeth. The bluehaired boy wasn't happy about that fact. Why? Why does she want to brake their blondish feeling so eagerly?
What he was going to do wouldn't make him proud of himself. It wouldn't make Amu proud of him either but if that was what she wanted… He would follow the rules she gave him even if they were everything the two passed weeks taught him, all the new principles thrown in the trash.
Amu cursed in her mind. Why was she so stubborn at the worst of times?
They parked in front of a small building with a sign "Karaoke night". It looked like an expensive place with people lining in front and the guards letting them in when their turn came. It looked more like a club than a Karaoke place but what more could they expect from the Blue Knights...The gang was famous for going to the best places and talking to the right people. During the night it actually resembled a club and the girls hoped that the reason they came here for would be lost in the process.
The Blue Knights resembled the risk and adrenalin rush. The Red Blazers on the other hand were the ice queens of racing. Famous for not being around a lot of people, they avoided the crowds and if the Knights brought them to a place like this it wouldn't be a good thing for them later on. Especially when Utau had reminded Kukai when she had asked him where they were heading to and got an answer. Her partner had explained that in the Karaoke they had full privacy. She had taken his word for it.
Rima got out of Nagis' Noble M600 and headed straight towards the doors. She was more than ready to get this over with and head to their base, her small steps taking her closer and closer to the entrance. Nagi had to run after her to catch up. Only for his face to be met by the doors when she slammed them under his nose. He grumbled at his Rima's behavior but followed her to make sure she didn't get lost. Yukari and Nikaido decided to stay and watch the warehouse in other words: they didn't want to get deaf of the boys' singing. Nikaido had told her that he never took part of the ritual for that reason only. Yukari had asked him why was he so certain that they were bad at singing. He had shown her a few videos he taped when they went there for the first time. Needless to say Yukari strongly disagreed when the naïve girl tried to talk her into coming with them.
Utau followed Rima's example, talking with Kukai, while Yaya was dragging Kairi to the entrance. They had left the two leaders behind, thinking that nothing wrong would happen. None of them knew what Ikuto was planning for Amu but the leader of the female gang didn't want to stick around to find out. Why wouldn't he just let her go? She opened her door slowly and got out, looking around. People came in and out of the building, their clothes either wrinkled or they were drunk and spilling their beverages on their clothes. It wasn't a pretty scene for the pinkette but as soon as she decided to propose going home she heard his voice. Wasn't this night going to end already?
"Don't worry…I can completely assure you that we will have privacy. Me and my boys have our limits and can hold our liquor. You will be safe..." At least that was what she heard and then he continued in his mind even though you started it. If this is what you want…So be it Devil. He gave her an assuring smile, keeping his thoughts to himself and offered her his hand so they could get in. However Ikuto was determined not to show how bitter he was about all of it. It seemed as if he didn't plan anything and was simply escorting her so they would join their friends.
Amu had that idea in mind when she accepted his hand and they started to walk towards the entrance.
Too bad.
Just as she was walking to the doors, standing on the last set of stairs, suddenly she was against the wall. Two arms blocking her way from both sides and a bluehaired boy smirking down on her, his face so dangerously close to hers. Shivers went down her spine.
She knew it.
"What do you say about the bet?"
Mag: Happy New Year everybody! ^^ * hands out cookies since this is her favorite meal*
Amu: That was nice about me provocing Ikuto but... Seriously Megu-chan? Why do I have to be raped right in front of a club or something? TT^TT
Meg: Relax Amu, I'm not gonna let you get raped. I'm the writer remember?
Ikuto: You're also a baka but that escapes your mind very quickly...
Amu: Why did you make it only 5k words? I thought you said you are gonna write more...
Meg: You sit in my place at 1:30 in the morning with a bag of peanuts and almost closing eyes, trying to write because I love this story and I want to make it bigger. I know I have to rest a bit but I'm fine now! Besides... If you want to be stuck against a wall until I remember about you again I don't mind...
Amu: TT^TT Meanie...
Ikuto: *smirks* I'm beginning to like you...
Meg: Stay away pervert... I would gladly take you but you are destined to be with Amu till the end!
*Tadase blops out of nowhere wearing a pony suit and trying to make weird noises* Why don't you write Tadamu Megu-chan?
Meg: It's Your Highness to you and get out of my story! Who invited you here?!
Tadase: So mean TTT^TTT
*Meg gets a frying pan out of nowhere in her room and chases Tadase until he jumps out of her window* Now I can sleep with a clear conscience...
