Chapter Thirty-Seven: Unexpected Meeting?

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~~Amu's POV~~

I was panting, I groaned and put my hands on my knees. "When did he get so fast?" I said to myself. Kukai had taken off, leaving me with no one to beat up for kissing me. I stood up straight to search for Kukai in the crowded street, but at that moment, somebody bumped into me, pushing me forward a little. I turned around to see a very pretty woman with a bunch of bags. "I'm so sorry!" She sounded exhausted. "You look like Nagihiko." I didn't mean to say it, it just kind of slipped out. The woman stopped. "You know Nagihiko?" I was surprised. "Uh, yeah… He is my friend. My name is Hinamori Amu." Her eyes seemed to light up. "So you're Amu." She smiled at me. "I'm Nagihiko's mother." My eyes widened. I ended up helping her with her bags. Evidently Nagihiko was sick today, and she kept trying to make him dinner, but she said she was apparently an awful cook. I didn't believe her at first. She led me into her kitchen and I set the bags on the countertop. That's when I noticed a horrible smell emanating from the stove. She sighed, "Darn, I'm awful at this." I felt like I needed to help. "Do you want me to make something? I used to cook for my little sister." Her face brightened. "Oh thats wonderful! Would you really?" I smiled and nodded. I started finding things to cook with as she cleaned off the stove. Then, I got to work as she rushed back and forth, cleaning things up. She had bought a lot of vegetables, there was turkey in the fridge, and I found seasonings in her pantry, so I made a stew. While it was cooking, I decided to make something else. I found some cake mix and baked a cake, then I made some icing and iced it. The stew finished and I poured some into a bowl, and put it on a tray along with a slice of cake. I stuck a strawberry on the top of the cake. Nagihiko's mom was vacuuming the rug.

~~Nagihiko's POV~~

"Go ahead and bring it to him!" I heard my mom shout over the sound of the vacuum. I frowned, who could she have with her? Oh crap! Not a doctor! I wasn't actually sick, I was just sick and tired of dance practice. I swallowed the lump in my throat and stared at the door in anticipation. The door opened and my mouth dropped open. 'This was actually worse than a doctor, I'd have to pretend to be sick or Amu would think I was a liar.

~~Amu's POV~~

I smiled at Nagihiko at set the tray down on the table next to him, and sat beside his bed. "Amu-chan? Why are you here?" I looked at him, he didn't look sick. He was halfway propped up against his pillows, one leg hanging off his bed, but then again… you never know. "I ran into your mom outside, I helped her carry stuff and then I cooked." I said, gesturing to the food on the table. He was acting weird, he kept running his hands through his hair. I knew he was sick. I put my hand on his forehead. at first he felt fine, but then he got really warm. I also noticed his face was very red. I ended up sitting with him for a while. I told him I played a game of soccer with Kukai and his brothers. He sat straight up when I told him about the kiss. The empty bowl that was perched on his lap fell to the floor. He turned towards me. "Nagihiko?" I said, startled. He leaned forwards. I knew what he was going to do. 'Move you idiot!' I thought frantically, but I was rooted to the spot. His lips pressed against mine. He pulled back moments later, looking satisfied with himself. I didn't know what to do. "Nagihiko, I thought you were sick."

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