DISCLAIMER: I don't own Shugo Chara.

NOTE: This takes place a month after the previous chapter.

SIDE NOTE: It's very, very corny/cheesy. It's cheesy corn!

Day One Hundred-Nine

I can't see a thing. Ikuto decided to put this blindfold over my eyes and I have to keep it on before we get to our destination. I feel like he's going to fool me into thinking that I should step a few feet to the left only to hit a pole. You know he would do such a thing. The only thing guiding me to our next stop in life is his hand pulling me along and his voice telling me to dodge one thing after another.

As much as I am trying to peek through the little crack in the blindfold, it's hopeless. I can't see very far to begin with—maybe that's why I'm so clumsy—and the crack is not that great. All I can see is people looking at me with strange looks on their faces when they're really close. I even heard a child say: "Look at her, mommy! Is she blind?" The nerve of that child!

I remember Ikuto picking me up before this. Then everything went dark, hence the blindfold, and I was whisked away by him while my mother told us to be safe and to not cause trouble. Though, with Ikuto around, I'm sure we'll get into some kind of trouble.

"Mama, how do I look?" I looked in the mirror before Ikuto arrived. I was wearing the variation of my dress on that day. It's not the actual dress, no; that was full of blood when the paramedics showed me one day while visiting. It was a pink and black plaid dress with more ruffles near the bottom. Not a whole lot changed. My hair had been cut about a few days ago and it's a little shorter than what I expected. My pink hair, almost gone—I was brushing it back and forth while looking in the mirror, hoping that my hair would grow back. Oh, I forgot to mention:

I dyed my hair, too.

Ikuto hadn't seen me since I left the hospital, which was about three weeks ago, and I don't know what made me decide to dye it. It's a caramel brown, kind of like what Rima had before she decided to dye her hair to a more blonde-color (we went together to get our hair done). I don't know what Ikuto will think of the new look—I can still see hints of my pink hair sitting in the brown color, like little streaks. Maybe it was intentional.

As I was reminiscing on my old hair and thinking about what Ikuto would say about my hair, I felt my mother put something in my hair. She was smiling in the mirror. "There, you look perfect," she said. I looked at my head. It was a dark red headband with a little design running around on it; little white cat heads were evident. I thought it was a little ironic, but my mother didn't know about that side. She didn't need to know, either. I moved the headband around to my tastes and smiled. Maybe Ikuto would smile at this, I thought.

I turned around to face my mother now. "I wonder where we're going!" I was getting a little excited. There were probably stars in my eyes. Ah, I could see it now: going to a fancy restaurant, or maybe to the movies. Oh! Perhaps to a park where we could go to the playground! Lovely ideas, I thought. My mother shrugged and we both heard the door knock at the same time. I could tell, because we both turned our heads simultaneously.

I started to panic. "Ah! He's here! What's he going to say? What if he doesn't like it? What if he's reminded of that day when he sees the dress?" As I was panicking, my mother must've opened the door, because when I turned around to yell at her, there was Ikuto staring right at me. He looked at me, I looked at him. I was blushing and almost stunned that he saw me. He was wearing more of a casual suit, but it looked like a tuxedo to anyone else.

He looked at my mother. "I'm looking for Amu. I have no idea who she," he pointed at me, "is." What the…! The nerve of him! My eye twitched in anger and I formed a fist. I closed my eyes in frustration and started to say:

"Thanks for complimenting on my look, Ikuto," I don't know what he did after I said that, but all I heard was a chuckle. God damn him!

"I still don't know who you are," How I wished I could hit him so hard right now! I opened my eyes and saw him right in front of me. I-I didn't even hear him walking towards me! I must've been so angry that I deafened myself. I think all of my anger went away, too, as I blushed at the sight of him just standing there. "But you are gorgeous, with or without long pink hair," he whispered to me. I felt my face heat up—yep, I was blushing.

I buried my head in his chest and hid my face from him. He placed a hand on my head and started to play around with my hair. "What made you decide to cut it and color it anyway?" I shrugged. I don't know, I just wanted a little change! He sighed. "Now I look like the freak with blue hair," he said to me. I started to laugh at the remark. He smiled. "Ah, I almost forgot," he was pulling something out of his pocket. "Turn around, I have something for you," Another gift? I just got one from my mother!

I smiled in excitement and turned around. I wonder what it is! Oh, what if it's a ring! What do I say? How do I say it? Those were only a few thoughts that ran through my head. "Close your eyes." I did. He was putting something over my face—was it a scarf? I guess it could look cute with my dress. I felt a little tug behind me and he whispered in my ear: "Okay, open them." I did. W-What the hell? I couldn't see!

I heard his laughter starting as I tried to see. I put my hands on my face and felt a cloth over my eyes. "It's a blindfold, Amu," he said to me.

"What kind of a gift is this!" I yelled to him. He kept laughing as he put his arm around my shoulders.

"Oh, you'll see. You'll love my surprise," why do I get the feeling that he's being perverted right now? My mother started to laugh and I was being directed somewhere.

"H-Hey, where are we going?" I tried reaching for the blindfold, but Ikuto stopped me from pulling it off. My mother held onto my hands and I think she smiled. She had the voice like she smiled.

"It's okay, Amu. I'm sure Ikuto will take good care of you!" And then I felt the outside air. The sun was nice, at least. I don't know, mom, I thought, I think if you trust Ikuto too much, he'll do something crazy! I started to walk a little weird and I heard the door close behind us. Ikuto whispered:

"See? You still need my hand to walk," and of course, his hand was in my own. Not that I cared. It was nice to have him back by my side anyway. Although, having me run into my own fence while hearing him laugh and apologize at the same time was not too nice.

"We're almost there," he says to me. I still can't see anything so I can't really be excited for where we're going! I nod and continue to walk with him. I'm kind of nervous about walking out here. I can tell we're on a busy street, and I haven't been out here since the accident. I wonder if Ikuto is panicking right now. I can only imagine what's going through his head right now—besides perverted insights.

0o0

Truth be told, I am nervous being how here with her. What if I accidentally fall or somehow stumble too close to the street and she's hit again? Lord knows she won't survive if she gets hit by another car. Then again, what are the chances of her getting hit again and me stumbling into the street like a fool? We're too far away from the curb anyway to have something like that happen! Although, I must say, the children that pass her up from time to time are hilarious. Just their faces looking at her makes me smile.

I can see the place we're going to now. She's always wanted to go, and she'll never let it down if we never went here. I bet she knows where we're going. Otherwise, she really has no brain to begin with, huh? "We're almost there," I whisper to her. She's still looking like an idiot while walking. Hell, at least she is walking now. Yet, she can't seem to let go of my hand—I'm not complaining.

She starts to get frustrated at me. "Good! Does this mean I can almost take this stupid thing off?" I smile and think about the perfect comeback. Of course, it comes almost right away.

"Of course not. I'll have too much fun with this blindfold on today," I whisper. She blushes and looks over at me—of course, she can't see me, so I can't tell what her eyes look like.

"I-Ikuto! Not in public!" She starts thrashing around like a little kid. "And we better not be going to your house!" I laugh. If only we were, Amu. I don't think I'd be able to contain myself within my own house, so there was a reason why I didn't bring her there.

"No, Amu, we're not," I reply. I think she's relieved, because I can see some of her tension and worry going away. I smile and we continue our journey. I stop her from going into the street and watch the cars fly by. I'm still very nervous that she'll somehow fall into traffic and that'll be it for her life—she'll be gone. But she's standing there, just waiting for the red light to turn green, and I do the same. Although, I think I'm holding onto her a little bit more. And so the light turns green and I start pulling her.

Look at me, nervous that a car will just come out of nowhere and hit only Amu. What a terrible thought. Even though there are hundreds of people on this street right now, I still feel like one car will hit her and only her. To my surprise, as I was thinking that, we made it across the street. I look back at Amu, who is wondering where we could be I assume, and I just stare at her. I think my hand is now cutting off circulation to her own hand.

0o0

"Ikuto?" I ask. Out of nowhere, he stopped, so I'm wondering what he's doing. "Are you okay?" I hear him chuckle—well that's a plus.

"I should be asking you the same thing," I have no idea what he's talking about. I can't even hear any trouble around! Is he that worried that I'll be hit by a car again? As much as I'm worried about my own safety at this point, he doesn't have to be worried about a thing. As long as he is holding onto my hand and keeping me away from harm, I'll be fine.

So we're walking again. He just said we were "almost there" about ten minutes ago. I wish I could whine about my legs—they are killing me with these shoes on—but I know better than to ruin this day. It can only be a matter of time before he—"Stop." –tells me to stop. My feet obey and I stop on a dime. I can't really hear anything out of the ordinary here; are we in a park? It's really quiet compared to where we were. Oh no:

He's not going to propose to me, is he?

I'm getting anxious again. "Before you take off your blindfold, do you remember where you wanted to go?" Wanted to go? I'm trying to piece together this puzzle but I'm not finding all of the pieces. I shrug.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, Ikuto," I reply. So, maybe he's not going to propose to me. Good, I don't think I can handle him as a fiancé yet—just the thought of being together every day scares me a bit! I feel him take his hand away from mine and I'm getting nervous.

Where is he? What is he doing? I feel someone behind me and I think it's him, because he just put his hands on my shoulder and he's playing around with the cloth around my eyes. "You'll like it," he whispers in my ear. He's starting to untie the stupid thing—take it off already! "Trust me," and the cloth comes off.

Okay, I was not ready for the bright sun in my eyes. I close them in pain and look down to the ground. "It's so bright out here!" I yell in anger. He's laughing at me, probably because I look stupid. I start to open my eyes little by little, due to the little exposure to the sun before this. My eyes are burning! I see people walking past me, probably looking at me, while I see Ikuto's feet right next to me. That's a good thing.

I start to blink a few times. My vision is coming back. I straighten out my back and look at the building ahead of us. Why does this building look familiar? My vision is still blurry, but I can pick out a few things about it: there's a cute 'open' sign hanging in the window, there's a bunch of cups on shelves in the other window, and the door is propped open, which kind of looks like a cupcake. W-Where the hell are we?

Ikuto moves in front of me and smiles. I think my vision just became a little clearer when he was in view. "Happy Anniversary," he says. W-What? It was our anniversary? Wait, what day is it? Ah, my time has been off since that stupid coma! I'm a little saddened that I didn't get him anything, though. "Don't worry about your gift, Amu. You gave me what I wanted in life, and that was you," he says to me. W-Well. I guess I don't have to buy anything. Although, I think I should…

I blush in embarrassment from his speech and he pulls me into his arms. Why is this always the ending to my embarrassment? "Don't blush—just enjoy something sweet and delicious, like you," He kisses the top of my head and I start to think about what he said. Where exactly are we! He pulls away from me and I can see so clearly now! He grabs my hand and moves to the side of me—my eyes are wide now.

I remember this place! I told him I wanted to come here because it just opened not too long ago. Well, maybe not too long ago, I don't remember. It looked delicious and it smelled so divine! I start to smile (I think my stupid grin is coming back) and I look over at Ikuto. "Yes, Amu, we're here," he says. I look back at the building and sigh a bunch of relief. I don't know what could make me happier—perhaps a wedding now—but this is fantastic!

I was almost here before, I know that much. We were so close to getting to this spot before, but we hit a road bump before we made it. Now, the road bump is still in the street, but we made it over that little detour. I lean into Ikuto and I am still smiling. After all this time, we finally did it—we finally got to where we wanted to go for a long time.

I finally made it to the café. "Yes," I reply to him, "happy anniversary."

WOW. WHAT A HORRIBLE ENDING.

I think I should apologize to mankind about this ending. Yes, I didn't really have a fantastic ending like a wedding or anything. It's one of those endings that makes you think, "Okay, they're going to be alright after all." I bet some of you are wondering:

Did Amu enjoy the cafe? What did she order? How is she enjoying the time spent with Ikuto? Well, I can't answer those questions. You just have to think that she's doing okay or horrible-you choose!

Uh, so do I like this chapter? I'm iffy about it, you know? I think if I had more energy to write (my other story, good lord, I wrote a 5000 word chapter!) I'd work harder on this, but I think you guys will handle something like this. I know, YOU CAN YELL AT ME FOR HAVING SUCH A TERRIBLE ENDING. But I planned this to happen since the first chapter, so if you read this story thinking it was going to end with something cliched like a wedding, well, sorry. I think that's my bad.

For those wondering: no, there is no epilogue or sequel to this story/chapter. YOU WILL LIKE THIS CHAPTER!

I'm terribly saddened, though, that the story is ending! And on such a high note, too! Usually, I write terrible endings, like a character dies. Ha, what if Saaya was hit by a car? Ah, the inspiration...But seriously, I am really depressed that I finally finished the story! I think this is a happy day, though, because now I don't have to worry about updating two stories now-I can focus on one! Woo!

Someone mentioned that Amu's birthday is in September. Well, I made her birthday in June, according to the timeline xD Oh well.

Chapter 28 Reviews:

TheQueenofME: Ha-ha, I know, right? I'd totally beat the crap out of Saaya if I knew she hit me. Then again, Amu was pretty powerless when it came to fighting. I hope you like the ending (I kind of don't, now that I wrote it, ha-ha) and I hope it was well worth reading this story! Thank you for all the reviews you have done in the past!
Toshirou-Chan: 8D Glad you liked it! I think he already gave her his heart, but he can keep doing it over and over again. Gives her something to look after, right? Thank you so much for reviewing in the past and thank you for the love! I hope you like this chapter!
drega: See? I knew I'd get her birthday wrong! Well thank you! I made sure I'd update quick enough so people weren't pissed off at me or anything 8D I don't need that anyway. I hope you are excited for this chapter (or was excited for this chapter and not let down by my terrible ending) and thanks for saying I'm not horrible! You're far too kind. Thank you for all of the reviews you have done in the past!
Winter Knight: Thank you! I thought it was a good idea to do something like that-make time go faster, right? Thank you for all the reviews you have done for this story!
The Ever-Blue Alchemist: Ha-ha, you flooded my e-mail inbox with a lot of reviews! But it's good that you caught up, right? I'm sure you anticipated for this ending, so I won't make you wait any longer! Thank you for those reviews in the past couple days! 8D
The Silence Will Set Me Free: Ha-ha, when isn't he a pervert though? The big sha-bang! It's a little uplifting to know that a story will end, but it's also depressing, like "I worked on this for so long...and now it's over!" Kind of just want to celebrate and cry at the same time. Thank you for all of the reviews you have done! Much love!
FlowerFairy9751: I think any IkutoxAmu moments make anyone's day, really. Or make a story a lot better, I don't know. Oh, what did Ikuto say to Amu? How the hell should I know? Ha-ha, just kidding. I was going to put something like "But this time I'll give you love with pleasure at the same time" but I thought that'd be a little too riskay, you know? Thank you for the reviews in the past and much love! I hope you enjoy the ending!

SO WITH THAT, I bid farewell! I would like to thank (the academy..) everyone, EVERYONE, that has favorited this story (24 people!), those that alerted this story (22 people!) and those that reviewed the story, however many of you out there! I also want to thank people for making my goal for this story: I hit 100 reviews yesterday, I believe. So thank you so much for that! Thank you for reading the story, I hope you enjoyed the story as much as I did (which was a bit of a roller coaster, I must say) and I hope that in the future, I get to see some of you again for another story! Who knows-it might be in the near future, huh?

Thank you again and until next time (whenever that may be)!

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