Morg: Heyo! I should probably be updating something else.

Ikuto: I doubt anyone will complain.

Amu: I will.

Morg: You know what? I think you're right, Ikuto.

Ikuto: Of course I am.

Amu: I am here, you know.

Morg: I wonder if I'll get some practice in during this chapter.

Ikuto: You should. Practicing is a good thing.

Amu: I hate you both.

Morg: It really is too bad.

Ikuto: That you don't own us?

Amu: No it isn't! That's a good thing!

Morg: Yeah, because then I'd make you do perverted things to Amu all the time.

Ikuto: I appreciate the thought.

Amu: I really do hate you.

~Indebted~

Dancing should not be this hard. Amu never had any troubles with the steps in the past when she was dancing with Nagihiko. Being in Ikuto's arms, however, was a completely new experience. At least while dancing it was. That was the cause of all the pinkette's problems. Ikuto's arms. As he so kindly reminder her, there were other things she could be doing in his arms. Wonderful and pleasurable things. Amu almost hated herself for thinking that way when she should be concentrating.

"Amu, you know this. Come on, try it again."

What was worse was the fact that Nagi seemed to know exactly what was happening inside her head. He showed no mercy towards the struggling girl while Ikuto stayed oblivious. "All right."

For someone that Nagi thought could be a professional dancer, Ikuto didn't think Amu was doing that great. "I thought you were good at this."

Something inside the struggling girl snapped. "You know what, no. I'm not doing it again. Not with this prick."

Eyes narrowing, Ikuto tightened his grip on the girl he was holding. "Too bad you aren't dancing with anyone else besides this prick."

Struggling to get out of his grip, Amu refused to meet his angry eyes. That damn little voice in the back of her mind told her that she was taking her anger out on the wrong person because he would most definitely make her pay for it later. At the moment, Amu didn't care. "Let me go!"

Ikuto didn't bother looking over at the other man in the room. "I think we need a moment. Get out."

Nagi felt the need to intervene with what he suspected was about to happen in his favorite dance studio, but Ikuto over ruled him. The dance instructor really couldn't say a thing against the man that employed him. With a nod, he turned and walked out while avoiding the gaze he knew was boring into him from golden eyes.

As soon as the door closed, Ikuto pulled the girl that had finally stopped struggling closer to his chest. He knew that she was letting him control her now, but that didn't stop Ikuto from feeling superior. "I think you've forgotten something important."

Still avoiding his gaze, Amu scanned over the mirrored walls of the room. "Oh yeah, what's that?"

"So snarky." Ikuto's hand moved from her waist to her chin to lift Amu's face so she had to look into his eyes. "We're partners. Your mistakes are my mistakes. I'm the one that supposed to be leading you through the moves. This isn't your fault."

Something along the lines of 'I own you' was what Amu thought was going to come out of his mouth. Hearing what he said, put a blush on her cheeks and made the girl feel even guiltier about her earlier freak out. "I know these moves. I should be able to perform them perfectly even if you do mess up."

"Then what is the problem?"

"You!"

Ikuto paused. His eyes were still locked onto hers; daring her to look away even though he knew that she wouldn't. "How?"

Amu swallowed. Saying that out loud was never part of her plan. Damn this man for making her say it when she'd promised herself that no one would ever know. "I can't concentrate on dancing right now."

Ikuto wasn't buying the excuses his pinkette was trying to sell to him. "Why not?"

Of course he was going to make her say it. "Because you freaking had to go and make me aware of all the other things we could be doing while I'm in your arms that dancing isn't really high up on my To Do list!"

That made the taller man stand in silence for a moment. Never had the thought that she was thinking perverted thoughts crossed his mind. Smirking, Ikuto leaned his head down to place a light but sensual kiss upon the lips that he knew so well. "I can help change that."

Amu let one eyebrow lift. Her lips tingled from the touch she'd just felt against them. Mind reeling, the girl barely knew what she was saying. "What do you mean?"

"I can make you want to dance with me."

"What?"

Ikuto let his smirk stay in place as he moved them back into their positions. Amu's body was further away from his than when he'd been holding her, but she was still locked within his arms. "Just follow my lead."

A bit skeptic about what was going on, Amu just nodded her head. The moves that Ikuto put her body through were nothing like she'd ever danced before. The hand on her lower back burned her through her clothes. Her skin was yearning for that touch. Ikuto kept his eyes on hers and Amu couldn't look away. Across the floor they moved without music. Amu put all of her trust into the man leading her.

Ikuto knew that she'd given herself to him completely. Her body was like putty in his hands and that idea turned him on to no end. Unfortunately, his actions had caused the problem they were now experiencing so he was going to have to put them on the back burner for now. Keeping that in mind, that didn't mean that he couldn't have some fun with the girl he was leading around the room.

Tightening his arms, Ikuto pulled Amu closer to him so that their faces were only inches apart. His breath fawned out across her face as he moved so that one of her legs rubbed against him in a very sensual way. The blush that rose on her cheeks told him that she knew what was going on. With his smirk firmly in place, Ikuto dipped Amu back and removed the hand from hers to trail it down her chest and stomach. Once it reached her hips, however, he drew his fingers back up the heated flesh.

Sweat covered her body but it wasn't the dancing that was making Amu feel so hot. Ikuto had successfully put her mind in a fog. Nothing made sense expect for his touch on her body. As he pulled her up, Amu couldn't help but wrap her leg around his. The action caused for their hips to rub together in a way that almost made Amu moan out. He was getting hard and she could definitely feel it.

Not wanting to ruin what they were doing, Ikuto moved Amu away from him again. Their bodies were so close but didn't brush while they carried out more moves. The stress from their mess ups earlier in the night seemed to melt away as they moved perfectly in sync to no dance but their own.

All actions suddenly ceased when Ikuto froze. Amu stared up at him with a bit of confusion in her eyes, but he ignored it completely as he leaned his head closer to hers while pulling her closer to him once more. His actions paused just before their lips met.

Amu searched blue eyes to see what the owner was thinking. Seeing that he was only patiently waiting for her to complete the action, Amu pushed herself the last few centimeters to connect her lips to the ones waiting for her. The kiss started off slow, almost as if they were just continuing the dance with only their lips. She let him lead her through it. His lips moved and hers moved to follow them.

As soon as his tongue reached out to lick the bottom of her lip, Amu opened her mouth. His teeth grazed over her soft flesh as he prepared to completely conquer her. Not wanting to be left behind or forgotten, Amu met him with her tongue before he could delve into her mouth. The fight happened with vigor. The battle was over within seconds as Ikuto successfully entered her hot mouth.

Amu couldn't help but moan as his tongue continued the moves. Using her tongue, she rubbed up against his in almost a welcoming manner. Ikuto groaned at that action while pressing back with his own. Amu rarely kissed him back so for him to be feeling her now was more arousing that he cared to admit. Something that Amu noticed as he pulled her closer against him.

"I-Ikuto." The kiss was broken as both parties panted hard while staring into each other's eyes. "We can't. Not here."

This time his groan was out of frustration. "Yeah, Nagi wouldn't like that so much. I suppose we could just head back to the apartment. No point in trying to dance while I'm in this condition."

Amu nodded numbly. The way he was looking at her made her knees go weak and her mouth water. The promise that those eyes held could make that girl do anything he asked. Not that she'd ever let him know that. Stupid feelings getting the better of her when she didn't want them to. "Okay."

One eyebrow rose slowly as Ikuto took in the flushed face of the girl before him. The way her lips were slightly swollen and parted made him only want to taste them again. Taste them and nothing else for the rest of his life. Food could never compare. "Right."

Nagihiko was just outside the door as the couple exited his dance studio. The forlorn look on his face almost made Ikuto chuckle. "Are you ready to continue now?"

The bitterness in his tone did make the blue haired owner chuckle though. "Don't sound so upset. We only practiced some more without you in there. That's all."

The hope that lit in his eyes was enough to make Ikuto keep his smile. Nagi grinned a small grin before turning and heading back into the dance studio to see if the man had been lying to him or not. "Well then, are you leaving?"

Ikuto had barely waited for the dance instructor to turn into his studio before he steered the pinkette towards the doors. "Unless you want us to do something else in there then yeah, we're leaving."

The blush that covered Nagi's face couldn't compare to the one that Ikuto put on Amu's face with those words. He still hadn't let go of her, something that Nagi was quick to pick up on. "No, I'll see you tomorrow."

A nod was all Ikuto gave in response before he and Amu were out the doors and heading towards his car. Everything else seemed to happen in a fast forward motion. The drive back and the elevator ride barely happened in Amu's mind. All too soon she was pinned against the wall in the hallway with Ikuto kissing her again. Too soon and yet not soon enough.

His hands skimmed own her body to rest on her hips as he broke the kiss and rested his forehead against hers. "Shall we take this to the bedroom and practice a different kind of dance in there?"

Not knowing what had come over her, Amu could only nod. Usually she ignored every provocative thing that Ikuto said. At the moment, however she was too far gone to refuse anything. Her body was screaming for his touch.

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Morg: At least you have something to look forward to in the next chapter!

Ikuto: You are a horrible person.

Amu: Not cool. I don't like where this is going.

Morg: I feel like everyone just needed a fluffy chapter in here amongst all the angst. Be happy for it.