Morg: Heyo!

Ikuto: The gig is up! Run!

Amu: What happened?

Morg: Just dealing with some reviews.

Ikuto: Yes, it was one of those people.

Amu: The people that think they're awesome because they think they know something when they don't know shit?

Morg: Did you just say shit?

Ikuto: Holy shit! She did!

Amu: So? I say bad words too. They're just words.

Morg: This is proof that I don't own them! I would never allow for sweet, innocent Amu to say such words!

Ikuto: Heaven forbid!

Amu: You two are idiots…

~Indebted~

The car ride wasn't much different from others in the past. Ikuto kept Amu on his lap throughout the ride, kissing her deeply and only breaking for air when it was absolutely necessary. Amu wouldn't have had a problem with it if she hadn't happened to see Tadase watching them through the rearview mirror during one of the times she threw her head back for Ikuto so suck on that delicious, sensitive skin on her neck.

Those eyes. Those slightly creepy, pinkish eyes were watching them when he could spare to glance off the road. Amu wasn't able to see if Tadase continued to look at them since Ikuto successfully kept her attention elsewhere, but she felt as if those eyes were burning into her. Tadase was behaving strangely.

Ikuto noticed the wavering attention of the pinkette on his lap. A fact that made him slightly jealous and little pissed that Amu's attention could be pulled away from him while they were making out. He was going to have to remind her where her attention should be directed when they were together.

The car pulled up alongside the curb before Ikuto's building. Like plenty of times before, Tadase opened the door for Amu to climb out followed by Ikuto. However, instead of saying thank you like she usually did, Amu avoided all eye contact with the blond driver. Something felt off.

Ikuto was quick to wrap his arm around her waist to pull her inside the building. Not until Tadase couldn't possibly see them anymore did Amu relax. There was just something weird about today that she couldn't put her finger on. It was probably better that Ikuto didn't notice it, too.

Picking up on the fact that something was different about the girl next to him, Ikuto waited until they were alone in the elevator before addressing her. "What's up, Amu?"

Pulled roughly out of her thoughts, Amu turned to look up at Ikuto. "Huh?"

Sighing, Ikuto released Amu so that he could lean against the wall of the elevator to let his eyes drag over the girl he loved very much. "You seem bothered. Tell me what's wrong."

That was something she hadn't been expecting. Amu knew that Ikuto was usually paying attention to her, but she hadn't realized that he could pick up on her feelings when she was trying to hide them from him. "Oh, uh. Well."

Letting one of his eyebrows raise up into his hairline, Ikuto attempted to wait patiently but all Amu did was stumble over her words. "Is it something that you feel like you can't tell me?"

Shaking her head, Amu placed one hand on Ikuto's arm so that he wouldn't think she was lying. Mostly because she was definitely not lying. "No, that's not the problem. I just don't want for someone to get into trouble because I'm probably blowing a feeling of mine out of proportion."

Lifting one eyebrow, Ikuto looked down at the hand before looking into Amu's golden eyes. "Even if you think you're overreacting, I would still like to know."

There was no hint of teasing in Ikuto's eyes or voice as he held a serious discussion with her. Amu felt a little relief flooding her system. Ikuto was right. A feeling was a feeling. There was no right or wrong. Only the actions caused by the feeling could be deemed one way or the other. "Well, Tadase was sort of… watching us in the car and it made me uncomfortable."

Ikuto was intrigued before, but it was nothing like he was feeling after hearing that. "Watching us?"

Dropping her gaze, Amu played with her fingers. "Yes."

Smirking now, Ikuto decided to tease just a bit more. It was always interesting to see Amu blush. "While we were kissing?"

Flushing red, Amu closed her eyes for a second before nodding. "Yes."

"Does it bother you that he sees?"

Amu frowned as she thought the comment over. "No, that's not the problem. I'm used to you kissing me whenever you want and in front of whomever you want. It was just the way he was watching that sort of creeped me out."

Taking a step forwards, Ikuto narrowed the space between them instantly. "So the problem wasn't that he saw, it was the way he was watching."

"Yes."

Resting his hands on Amu's shoulders, Ikuto played with the ends of her hair. It was usual that they wouldn't have eye contact all the time, but he was sort of wishing she'd look up at him. "Good, because I want everyone to see that you belong to me."

Amu didn't know what to think of that comment. Ikuto had said it in a way that reminded her that she was indeed indebted to him, but at the same time his voice held a softness within the tones that made her think he meant something more. "You do?"

Ikuto hardly failed to notice the way Amu's breath caught in her throat as he closed in on her. He also took in the fact that when he approached she no longer backed away like she once had. She stood her ground and met him head on. "Yes, I do. I want to make sure they know."

Shivers raced along her spine as those words caressed her ear. Amu couldn't help but lace her arms around Ikuto's neck as his took their place on her waist. The hot breath on her neck and cheek made her pull up into his arms further. Their lips stayed just a centimeter a part. Just as Ikuto was about to kiss the girl he was holding again the doors to the elevator slid open to reveal the hall before his apartment door.

The moment should have vanished but it didn't. Amu was still staring up into those dark eyes that seemed even darker than before. Ikuto hadn't released her, and she didn't want him to. Staying in his arms, being his. It suddenly didn't seem so bad anymore. It could have been way worse if she really had been sold back at that auction.

Ikuto turned from the hallway to look down at the pinkette that hadn't moved away from him at all. Instead of releasing the girl, Ikuto tugged on her waist to signal for Amu to jump into his arms. He was rather pleased when he received a smile from the girl he was holding.

Knowing what he wanted, Amu did as she was silently asked. Her legs wrapped around Ikuto's waist as he moved them forwards and out of the elevator. One of his hands left her waist only for a moment as he unlocked the door and took them through it.

Amu thought she was going to be put down the moment they were inside. Instead she found her back slammed into the wall and Ikuto ravishing her lips like they hadn't kissed in days. Not that Amu minded, she was just shocked and so didn't respond instantly. A fact that made Ikuto growl a little to get her attention. Immediately, Amu began to kiss the blue haired man back.

Sucking on her bottom lip, Ikuto snuck his way into Amu's mouth to taste her tongue. He'd kissed her like this thousands of times before, but would never be satisfied. Amu tasted that good. Ikuto directed his tongue to run across Amu's bottom row of teeth. He felt the moan she gave at the feel of him touching her so intimately. The vibrations against his tongue made Ikuto release a moan of his own.

Amu wasn't sure who started it, but suddenly their hands were busy removing clothing that suddenly seemed to be in the way. Her shirt was gone and the only reason she noticed was because Ikuto had an easier time kissing her skin. It burned wherever his lips met her body.

Stripping himself and Amu quickly, Ikuto could feel himself harden. His erection had started back in the dance studio, but it wasn't until they'd reached the apartment and Amu had kissed back so vehemently that Ikuto had actually gotten fully hard. Now all he could think about was release and pleasuring Amu.

He knew that she felt it too. The way she moaned as he managed to get rid of her pants and his without her ever really removing her legs from around his waist and as he slipped into her told him so. Her fingers dug into his back harder than they had been as he set a pace.

"There, Ikuto. Again, please!"

Smirking as he kissed her hard again, Ikuto allowed Amu to tell him what to do in order to give them what they both wanted. They got it, too, panting against the wall as they attempted to come down from that dizzying high.

Ikuto found himself first. Pulling out of his lover, the male moved back a step in order to set Amu on her feet. She wobbled a little, but managed to hold onto her balance. Their eyes never left one another's gazes as Ikuto took her hand and led the naked girl towards the bathroom. Their excursions were far from over.

XXX

Kairi looked up from the document he was finishing as Tadase walked through the door. The driver looked a little disturbed by something, but the office assistant decided to ignore it as he settled one or two other small projects. "Tadase, before you go, Ikuto and I have decided that you'll run some errands during the day while Amu is at dance class."

Nodding his head since refusing wasn't an option, Tadase moved closer to the desk. "Can I ask why I am running the errands?"

"Ikuto is in the middle of making a rather large deal with a fellow company and is sending over gifts every so often to keep the CEO happy with the way we want things done."

Not quite liking what he was hearing, Tadase again nodded his head. "So why aren't you taking them over?"

Kairi looked up from the paper he'd been skimming over to check for errors before it was handed off to a lower secretary to be faxed somewhere else. "Because I'm too busy running this company, and Ikuto asked for you to do it. Is there a problem?"

Tadase only shook his head. "No, I suppose Nagi and Rima can watch Amu while I'm running errands."

Kairi succeeded in making sure his face stayed emotionless as the blond driver exited the room. Something was definitely up with that boy and Kairi was certain that Tadase was going to do something stupid. However, at the moment he had a stack of work to do and not much time to do it in if he was going to get home at a decent hour to see his wife.

XXX

Night had fallen causing the shadows to play across the living room of Ikuto's apartment. He and Amu were snuggled on the couch in their pajamas with the TV on. At some point during the movie they were watching Amu had fallen asleep. Not that Ikuto minded. He knew the girl was exhausted from not only dance class but also their previous activities.

His hold tightened slightly around her waist as Amu shifted in her sleep. Ikuto was realizing more and more every day that he couldn't possibly live without Amu in his life. The pinkette was now a permanent fixture in making him happy. Not just because they had sex a lot. That wasn't the reason. She made him laugh, she made him smile, and she made him angry and upset and a whole other range of emotions that he never thought were possible before he met her.

Amu had wormed her way into his heart before he'd ever saved her from that auction and now that she was with him, Ikuto was never going to let go. "You don't get to leave me, Amu. Not to go to anyone or for any reason. You are mine. Just as I am yours."

The sleeping girl heard not a word of the whispers spoken to her.

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Morg: Wasn't that cute!

Ikuto: Yeah for lemons! Should have been longer.

Amu: It was way too long!

Morg: Um no, it was just right.

Ikuto: I disagree and I know that the reviewers will agree with me so why don't we ask them!

Amu: Nope, I don't want to hear what they think.

Morg: Well I enjoy it! Review please!