Miyoki: Sorry for the lateness! After my trip I had to organize 500 photos, and I still am. So please forgive me, also, school is starting. I rarely get to touch my comp then : ( really sorry! I don't own SC!
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Amu's POV
"You two are LATE!!" screamed Rima. "Why the HELL were you two so…" she suddenly stopped and smirked. "Oh… I get it."
"Huh?" I was confused, a light blush still on my face.
"Nothing…" she said with a smirk still on her features. "You two are forgiven, now HURRY UP!"
"Sure." Ikuto nodded at me, so I nodded back. We raced towards the door, my lips still hot from before.
Was he really telling the truth or was that a lie? Is Miki really is cousin? Or was she his girlfriend?
We sat in the navy limo again, just the two of us. Wow, what a beautiful garden! I wonder if I could turn the window down… I checked the side. There didn't seem to be a button. Maybe it was on the remote?
I reached lazily without looking properly for the remote as my attention was caught by the well manicured garden.
Instead of cold metal, I felt something soft and warm. I fumbled my fingers around the thing. It had four fingers and a thumb… Was it a…Oh shit!
I looked towards the direction of the feeling. Tsyukiyomi Ikuto was looking at me with wide eyes.
"S-Sorry, I… I mean… uh…" I snatched my hand away, clasping it tightly, and blushing like I had been in a sauna.
"Don't." Ikuto whispered.
"D-Don't what?" I said, scared to reply.
"Nothing; Did I say something?" Ikuto moved away, leaning towards the window.
I sweatdropped and turned toward my window. Awkwardness was sensed around the room.
I saw Ikuto from the corner of my eye. He looked like he was fiddling with the remote. I smiled. That curious, childish part of him never goes away, does it? It's rare to see such a sight.
"A penny for your thoughts, Miss Hinamori?" the driver asked me.
"I'll tell you if you put up the screen between that guy and me." I whispered. A black screen appeared as the connecting seats split in two.
I screamed a little, and Ikuto looked at me. He looked shocked. As the screen closed, I could hear banging sounds on the other side.
"He can be childish and overprotective sometimes, huh." I chuckled. "Please tell him I'm okay."
He handed me a mike and I spoke into it. "Testing 1 2 3! Ikuto, can you hear me?"
"Amu, is that you?"
"I'm fine, so stop banging the damn glass!"
Instantly the banging ceased. I laughed and put down the mike. "So, what else did you want to tell me?"
"You could tell?" the driver smiled.
"I can tell a lot of things," I smiled and leaned back.
"I have a question for you." he said, slowly, "May I ask it?"
"Ask away."
"And you must answer it?"
"Yes, I will."
"Do you promise?"
"I promise."
"And it has to be the truth!"
"Fine!"
"Pinky swear."
"You're starting to freak me out!"
"Pinky swear!"
"OK, OK!"
I held out my pinky and we did the pinky swear.
"Do you love Tsyukiyomi-kun…?" I froze at the five words. "Who…? Me? I… uh… ah ha hah…"
"That is not an answer."
"It d-depends."
"That's not an answer either."
"I can't answer this question."
"You said you would,"
"Well I take it back."
"You can't."
"I… uh… I mean…ARGH!!!"
"Yeah Amu, answer the question." I gasped at the voice, and the face as the screen rolled down.
"How did you…?"
"I think you left this on." Ikuto held up the mike.
"Oh shit ass!" I slapped myself mentally.
"So, what's the answer?"
"I… uh… I mean…I think I should be getting a cup of tea now… Ah ha hah…"
"Stop avoiding the topic!"
I hurriedly backed away and turned my back on him. "I can't just answer such a question suddenly."
"Sure you can."
"N-No, I can't."
"Yes, you can."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes,"
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes,"
"No."
"Yes. No."
"Yes… Wait a second! You tricked me!"
Ikuto started laughing like a mad man and I kicked him. "J-Jerk! Stop laughing!"
I felt pressure from behind as a pair of long arms slithered around my waist. "I'm sorry…" he smiled softly.
For some absurd reason I blushed madly when I saw him smile. Tsyukiyomi Ikuto? SMILING? Maybe 2012 will cease to exist?
"Wha-why-wha-whe-wha?" I was stuttering and feeling really dizzy. I fell on something soft.
"Amu, you okay?" Ikuto's face was above me. It started becoming blurry. "So many pretty colors…" I reached out and felt his face.
"Amu, Amu!" were the last words I heard after that familiar face fade into darkness.
Ikuto's POV
"A-Amu…?" It looks like she blacked out
I stroked my face. The place where she touched me was warm, and maybe even getting warmer… was I blushing?
"Young master Tsyukiyomi, are you…blushing?" The driver was watching from the rear-view mirror.
"No!" I said, Amu-like. He chuckled and continued driving.
I stroked her face. . Her delicate, sleeping face looked angelic as she slept. "You love her, don't you?"
I sighed and looked at her face. "Yes, I suppose so."
"You can't 'suppose' love, sir. Either you do, or you don't,"
"But you 'supposedly' knocked her out using gas."
"I 'supposedly' did it under someone's orders."
"And I am 'supposedly' thanking you."
"You are 'supposedly' welcome."
"Stop saying supposedly. The word loses its meaning if you say it so many times."
"Then does the word 'love' lose its meaning if you say it so many times?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Let's say, in a hypothetical solution. Mister Tadase is not a damn ass and vile, and he really loves Amu, as much as you do. He has decided to tell Miss Hinamori here every day that he loves her. What do you think? Is that right or wrong?"
"Wrong." I said bluntly. The mere thought of Amu and Tadase holding hands made me want to kill him and every one of his fan girls. What do you think would happen if they were dating? I'd practically kill half the population of the world!
"Why do you think so, Young Master?" (He says this as he has very much respect for Ikuto, not that Ikuto is his master.)
"Because if you really do love someone, you should express it through actions, not words," I said, dully.
"Are you unimpressed by the fact that I used Mr. Tadase as an example.
"Quite," I spat.
"Relax. Nobody likes him. Well, nobody except maybe Miss Hinamori."
"That's exactly why I hate him."
He chuckled quietly and focused his eyes on the road. "Well, well young master. Surprising attitude for one usually so… promising"
"What kind of promising? And why do you say that? " I said, kind of surprised. People rarely said I was promising.
"Never mind, sir. Never mind. May I please have the honor of knowing how you and Miss Hinamori met?"
"Sure, why not. She's asleep anyway." Little did I know, she was dreaming about the exact same thing...
Amu's POV
I felt nine. I was wearing a yellow T-shirt with a "Little Miss Sunshine" picture on it, and blue jeans. I was at school, by the swings. "Hey. You! Little girl!"Two boys surrounded me.
"What do you want?"I said, angry. I clutched my little yellow cat soft toy in my right hand, crouching on the ground, playing with it.
"What's the matter?"Boy number one said, very full of himself. "Can't do anything without your stuffed crap?"
"Hey…! Hey…! That's mine!" I said, angry.
"You want it back so badly?"Boy number two said, sneering.
"Just give it back!" I said. I was getting more and more pissed off.
"Why should I?" said boy number one.
"Because, I… uh… I…Look, just give it back!"
"Give me a reason, damn idiot," said boy number one.
"This is why I hate girls. They're stupid," said boy number two. He pronounced stupid slowly, as if he was speaking to an idiot.
I got up slowly, and clenched my fists. I glared at them, and hissed, "Give. It. Back."
Boy number one backed away, just a bit, looking a little shocked. Boy number two stood his ground, trying not to look scared as he held his head high.
"Y-You think that will scare us…?"said boy number two. "I will never, ever, ever return this crappy shit ass of a toy!"
"Is that so?"I spat. "If that won't, this will!"
I punched him on the nose. It started to bleed horribly.
"Call the others!" boy number two, also known as the boy with the horribly bleeding nose said.
"R-Right, g-gotcha!" boy number one said, scared.
As he ran, he dropped my soft toy. I grabbed it and hugged it tightly. I tried to run, but boy with the horribly bleeding nose stopped me by pulling my leg.
"Let go, imbecile!"I said, kicking his hand, and not his face, because that would be plain horrible. And besides, I didn't want my shoe dirty with his horrible blood.
Five more boys came. They held my arms and legs. I dropped my toy as they grasped my hands.
The last boy came and was punching me with all he was worth. His huffing made it very clear. But it was working. It hurt a lot.
I started spurting a bit of blood. The pain was horrible. I began to black out, as things started to blur, and the edges of my vision started to black out.
"I… cough…"My eyelids became heavier, and heavier.
"What the hell are you guys doing…?"
I looked at the voice. The boy stopped beating me, and the others released me. "T-T-Tsyukiyomi-kun…!"
"You guys are pathetic. Picking on a young girl? That's so weak!"A blue haired, blue eyed boy appeared from the shadows.
He had on a double layered shirt, the bottom long sleeved layer with dark blue and light blue stripes, and the short sleeved layer dark blue. He also wore three quarter blue jeans. Around his hand was a blue wristband. He held a lollipop in his hand.
"T-Tsyukiyomi-san…we…we…"boy number one stammered.
"Shut up and let her go." he said dully.
"No." croaked the boy with the horribly bleeding nose which apparently stopped. "She gave me a damn bloody bleeding nose."
"Oh really," he said. "Well then." He cracked his knuckles. "Let me re-bleed it for you."
He punched the boy with the horribly bleeding nose which had stopped and apparently begun to re-bleed thanks to so-called Tsyukiyomi-san. The boy (it's too tiring typing his name again.) fell on the ground, writhing in pain.
"Stand guard, men, or I won't return your Pokémon cards!"He said, weakly. "What?" the other boys started whining again.
Nevertheless, they started bullying me again. Well, they were going to, apparently. But then, Tsyukiyomi-san intervened when two of them grabbed my hands.
"What do you think you're doing?"said Tsyukiyomi-san, "Let her go."
"Why should we? Do you like her?" said boy number one, and he proceeded to be knocked out by Tsyukiyomi-san's punch.
"Which one of you idiots are next?" said Tsyukiyomi-san.
They let go of my feet. And then they attacked Tsyukiyomi-san. "If you move, she's going to get hurt."
He froze at that. "Tsyukiyomi-san, don't mind me! Just kick their asses!"I flashed a weak grin at him.
He looked at me, and then stood perfectly still. The boys hit and punched him. "NO!!" I screamed. "Let him go, idiot!!"I screamed. I kicked the boy holding my right hand and he dropped down, screaming.
I punched the other boy, and he fell. I ran towards Tsyukiyomi-san, and as he saw I was okay, he rammed the two boy's heads into one another.
They all ran away, including the boy with the horribly bleeding nose which had stopped and apparently begun to re-bleed thanks to so-called Tsyukiyomi-san and is now running away in panic.
"Thanks for the help." said Tsyukiyomi-san, not looking at me.
"Thanks for saving me."I said, looking away.
"Do you want one?"He asked me.
"What do you mean? Do I want o-one what?" I said, shocked.
"Do you want a lollipop?" He, said, handing it out to me. "S-Sure, thanks."
"Here you go." He said, handing me a strawberry flavored one. "Do you want another flavored one?"
"No, it's alright. I love strawberry." I took the lollipop.
"Ha ha, it's strawberry for a strawberry." He ruffled my hair.
I shrugged him off and laughed. "I see you're having chocolate."
"I love chocolate, and cats. I like to think of myself as one, sometimes." He laughed and I saw his pearl-white teeth.
"I thought animals would die when they ate chocolate." I laughed.
"H-Hey, don't curse me!"He laughed.
"It's merely the truth, Tsyukiyomi-san."
"Ikuto,"
"Excuse me?"
"Call me Ikuto, not Tsyukiyomi-san. That's way too formal for me."
"Call me Amu. Hinamori Amu." I smiled. "Does this mean we're friends now?"
"Yeah, kind of, in a way. Sure, why not?" He laughed.
"Pinky swear!" I pouted.
"Fine. Anybody ever tell you you're childish?"
"Yeah. You." I laughed again. "If I'm hopelessly childish, what are you, hopelessly mature?"
"Correct, my dear lady."
We laughed again until the school bell rang, signaling class time.
It was like that every day. We were happy until one day.
"Can I tell you something, Ikuto?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Promise never ever EVER tell anyone?"
"Yes."
"It's about the person I like." I said slowly.
"Who is it?" My eyes were focused downwards and I didn't see his expression. But I could've sworn that there was hope in his voice.
"It's Tadase."I said softly.
"Oh." Disappointment was in his voice.
"W-What's wrong?"I said, worried.
"It's nothing!" He smiled cheerfully (with fake cheerfulness of course, but she wouldn't know),
"Even if I do go out with him, you'll always be the number one in my life!"
"Are you saying the truth?" there were but little traces of hope in his eyes, voice and expression, even though little, but nevertheless, it was there. That relieved me.
"Of course, you're my best friend!" I smiled cheerfully. (As her eyes closed, she didn't notice Ikuto looking down, sadly. But as she opened her eyes, he regained his happy composure.)
"That's great!" he smiled, "I wish you luck!"
"Thanks, Ikuto." I smiled, and hugged him .He smiled softly and hugged me back.
"Ah!!!!" I screamed loudly as I woke up. "What's wrong, sleeping beast?" Ikuto laughed as I woke up.
"I-Idiot!" I slapped him as I woke up. "W-What was I doing sleeping on your lap anyway!"
"I just finished telling the driver here how we met."
I was shocked. "I-I w-was dreaming a-about the exact s-same thing."
"It still hurts."
"What still hurts?"
"The injury a few years ago." He said.
"T-that was a few years ago." I said, turning away. "That was back when you weren't perverted, p-e-r-v-e-r-t-ed." I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Well, look who's as childish as ever. At least you haven't changed." He chuckled.
"I...I… argh! Aren't we here yet?"
"We're already here."
"Ehh?"
"We were here two hours ago. But you, miss Sleeping Beast were asleep."
"H-Hey! Am I really a beast?"
"No, you're a beauty."
"W-What? I-I…" I was literally embarrassed. "W-Why do you say that…?"
"Just kidding, you beast." He flicked my forehead.
"Ow!! Hey, what…?" I rubbed my forehead, where he flicked it. Something confused me though, if he said I was a beast, why did he kiss me so many times? More importantly, why did I let him?
"Hey…Amu!" Ikuto snapped his fingers in front of my face twice. "Wake up, Sleeping BEAST!"
"H-Huh?" I snapped out of my train of thought.
"Let's go in." he said, waving his hand in front of my face.
"Uh… all right… I guess…"
As we walked inside, the doors shut.
"W-what's going on?!?" I screamed, in panic.
"We're locked in." Ikuto stated plainly.
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Miyoki: Please R&R!!! :p Sorry. No time to write more!