Morg: Heyo! I know some of you are excited because I finally started updating again.

Ikuto: Yeah. We'll see how long this lasts.

Amu: Probably until tomorrow.

Morg: That is out of my control! If I had it my way, I'd update every story every day.

Ikuto: Sure you would.

Amu: Probably not.

Morg: So glad that I don't own you!

~Indebted~

Damn that man! He hadn't been lying when Ikuto said that he was going to leave her there. Amu was so sure that he was going to come running back into the bathroom not even ten minutes after he left it to apologize and get her down. Four hours later, he still wasn't back. Amu was beginning to think that it was going to be a very long night. Her body was already exhausted from having to deal with the quick temperature changes of the water and now she was being forced to stand with her hands up. Her wrists were screaming in agony but she continued to put pressure on them.

Part of her was hoping that something in contraption she was would break, but after putting weight on her wrists for hours, it wasn't likely to happen. Everything was built too well. She was literally trapped like that with the warm water pouring out on her. Amu never wanted to shower again. Where had he even gotten the fucking rope from, anyhow?

Repeatedly, she lifted the weight off her arms and brought it back down. The noise it made sounded like she was slowly beating a base drum. Her head hung down and her hair and clothes were soaked all the way through. They had been for hours. All fight was out of the pinkette as she was forced to wait for Ikuto to return. His words rang in her head over and over again. I am your relief. Fuck him. She didn't want what he had to offer. The only thing that sounded remotely likeable to the girl at the moment was the desert. Somewhere with no water would be nice.

Any notion of ever getting to be in a desert quickly faded. Ikuto had said that she was never leaving his apartment again. And if he was the one that proclaimed it then she supposed it had to be true. The drowned out girl was ready to do just about anything the stupid pervert asked of her, she was that tired. Anything to be free.

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Ikuto made sure to be silent as he made his way back into his apartment. He wanted to know how and what Amu was doing while he was away. At first, the man had felt a little remorse for what he'd done, but as he brooded on it throughout his meetings, Ikuto only became more and more angry. She had betrayed him. Betrayed him! No one was allowed to do that and he'd be damned if he let her get off easily.

Stopping first in his bedroom to remove his tie and unbutton his shirt, Ikuto removed his shoes. Ideas swam through his head and he wanted to act on all of them. Amu was completely at his mercy. The shower was still running so he knew that she was still tied up.

Ikuto slinked down to the bathroom. Silently, he made his way into the smaller room to find his pinkette still attempting to be free if only for the motion of doing something. She looked pitiful soaked and hanging the way she was, but that didn't stop Ikuto from still wanting to punish her.

Watching her for several moments as he leaned against the wall, Ikuto just waited to see if she was going to change anything about her demeanor. She was literally just pulling against the ropes. All of her spirit was gone. She looked as though she'd given up.

Without moving, Ikuto decided to speak. "Did you enjoy your alone time?"

The sound of his voice almost made Amu scream. Her head snapped up so that she could look over at him. Her attempts to be free vanished. "I-Ikuto."

The smirk on his face felt good to him. Amu looked exhausted and a bit pleased to see him. That's how he wanted to be greeted every day. Not the exhaustion, but the pleased look. "Looks like your forever ended already, Amu. I'd say you're just about ready to do whatever I say."

The pinkette looked back down at the floor of the shower. The water pounded against the back of her head and her hair hid her face from view. Ikuto thought she looked ashamed of herself, but Amu was simply thinking over what he said with the privacy of her hair. He couldn't see her face this way. Was she really just going to give up and do what he wanted for the rest of her life? Could she really live that way?

"Fuck you."

He wasn't completely sure what she'd said, but Ikuto hoped that he'd heard wrong. "Come again?"

"I said, FUCK YOU!"

With a sigh and a heave to push him away from the wall he'd been leaning on, Ikuto took a few steps towards his now defiant pinkette. "You better believe you're going to. But first, I want to make sure you understand something. I am the owner. I'll leave you there for the rest of your life if I choose. You better get over this right now."

That did it. Amu snapped. Despite her already sore wrists and her very much tired body, she began struggling with everything she had. "No! No, no, no, no, no! I'm not going to get 'over it'! Fuck you! I will never ever understand anything you say! You let me go right now! Right fucking now, Tsukiyomi Ikuto! I've had enough of your games and I've had enough of you!"

Ikuto was a bit taken aback by Amu's outburst. He'd expected her to be tired and ready to comply with whatever he wanted, but she was still fighting him. The fact that she was so strong had him realizing why it was that he loved her. Still, he was mad, too. "You've had enough of me? Every time I turn around you're getting into trouble again. I'm the one that's sick of you being so vulnerable. Time to teach you how to toughen up."

Glaring through her wet hair, Amu made certain to show how completely pissed off she was by what he was doing to her. "Toughen up? You want me to toughen up? How is leaving me hanging in the shower for hours going to toughen me up? All you did was hurt my wrists and arms! Fucking bastard!"

There was that guilt coming back again, though there wasn't much of it. He'd made absolutely certain that the only thing that was going to be wrong with her after this was that she was going to be sore. Her wrists might be a little raw from the burn, but she'd recover. "I'm the bastard? I'm the one that continues to save you every time you get into trouble. You should be falling over yourself to thank me."

There was no way in hell that she'd be thanking him for what he was doing to her now. Amu was exhausted. She was done fighting for now. In fact, she was done standing. Her legs gave out as her vision turned dark. "I'll never thank you for this."

Ikuto scrambled to catch the hanging pinkette before she could do any damage to her body. He'd pushed her to hard. All the anger that he'd had before was completely gone as he worked quickly to untie her and get her out of the shower. He didn't bother to turn off the water as he grabbed towels to dry her.

Perverted thoughts far from his mind, Ikuto stripped the unconscious girl before drying her further. He carried her down the hall to their bedroom before lying her on their bed. Amu looked rather pale. Ikuto knew that it was completely his fault. He might have saved her again and again from other monsters, but that didn't mean that he treated her much better. Still, he knew that he'd never be able to let her go.

Rummaging through her clothing, Ikuto picked out comfortable clothes for Amu to wear. As much as he loved holding her while she was naked, he knew that she'd be more comfortable waking up dressed.

Tending to her wrists was rather easy. He rubbed disinfectant on them before wrapping cloth bandages around the sore areas so that they would get more irritated. Once he was finished with all of that, Ikuto tucked her into the bed. Tucking a few stray hairs behind her ear, Ikuto let out a quiet sigh. This girl. She made him act to irrationally. It wasn't a good thing. Not when his anger kept making him hurt her.

Leaving the room, Ikuto went to go clean up the bathroom and get rid of the rope. He'd never use it on her again. Of course, unless she asked him to.

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Amu woke sore and aching. Thankfully, the ache was all in her arms so she knew that Ikuto hadn't done anything to her after she blacked out. As tired as she was, Amu couldn't fight the fact that she was hungry. Her stomach was calling out to her, begging her to go and get something to eat. Judging by the light in the hall that she could see through the open bedroom door, Amu knew that the morning was well on its way. Ikuto was surely at work. She didn't have to see him until later that afternoon, which she was rather thankful for.

Making her way down the hall, Amu yawned as she stretched her arms. They were so sore that she could barely lift them above her head without wanting to cry out in pain. She was definitely going to make Ikuto pay for what he did. She didn't know how she was going to do that, but she was.

To her surprise, Amu found that she wasn't as alone in the apartment as she'd thought she'd been. Ikuto was seated at the small breakfast table in the kitchen. A cup of coffee and work documents were spread out in front of him as he worked. "What are you doing here?"

Glancing up, Ikuto couldn't help but be pleased that Amu was up and walking. However, he didn't show his relief on his face. There was no way that he could tell her that he'd stayed home that morning to work there so that he could continue to check up on her. Ikuto wanted to make certain that she was all right. "I didn't have meetings this morning and I didn't feel like going to my office. This is my apartment. Am I not allowed to be here?"

Shaking her head, Amu moved into the kitchen to open the fridge to find something to eat. Never mind that Ikuto was there. She was still hungry. It wasn't like she had to spend time with him.

Surprised, Amu found food in the fridge. She hadn't made it, which meant that Ikuto had either had it delivered or he had made it himself. Hungry as she was, Amu was a bit hesitant on eating it. She had no idea if it was Ikuto's or if she could have it.

Ikuto watched out of the corner of his eye to see that Amu was still staring into the fridge. The food he'd made for her was right at the front. There was no way that she hadn't seen it. "Just get something to eat and shut the door. You're allowed to eat whatever you want."

The words were harsh, but Amu couldn't help but feel a bit conflicted by them. Ikuto was basically telling her that she was allowed to eat the food that she'd been looking at. However, he hadn't said it directly, so she wasn't going to either. "Are you going to work this afternoon?"

Grunting as he listened to the sounds of Amu heating up the food for herself, Ikuto flicked his eyes over the paper in his hands. He didn't have to go to his office that afternoon. Kairi was supposed to be coming sometime after lunch to pick up what he already had. "Being that I'm the boss, I get to do whatever I want."

Amu wanted to scoff at those words, but she didn't. Getting tied up again in the shower was the last thing that she wanted. As she waited for the microwave to finish heating her food, she played with the bandages on her wrists. It was then that she realized that they were there. She hadn't put them on, which meant that Ikuto had.

With shock coursing through her, Amu looked down at her clothes to realize that she was dressed in a pair of comfy sweatpants and a t-shirt. The man had also dressed her in clothes that she would have picked out for herself.

The microwave beeped, startling Amu out of her thoughts. When she'd found Ikuto in the kitchen, she'd planned to get food and leave him there. Now, however, she didn't know if she should go eat alone or not. Clearly, he'd been taking care of her.

Just when she was certain that she hated him and nothing he could do would change that fact, Ikuto proved that he wasn't a heartless bastard. Amu was getting a bit tired of him playing with her feelings so easily. She was still mad, yes, but she sat at the small table with him anyways. If he was acting civilized then she could, too, right?

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Morg: See, he let her down.

Ikuto: Yeah! Don't be so angry!

Amu: I will murder you both.

Morg: Naw, you won't.

Ikuto: I'm too sexy for you to kill.

Amu: I'll get Mi to help me.

Mi-chan:… I'm sort of on Morg's side…

Morg: XD

Ikuto: Yeah! She-demon is with us!

Amu: Fuck!

Mi-chan: Review everyone! Yeah!

A/N: I totally rewrote this entire chapter. It's completely different. Had to. As much as I love angry shower sex, it made their relationship almost impossible. Plus, I don't think Ikuto's that abusive. Anyways! Let me know if you like the change or not!