-1Lulu de Morcef Yamamoto

Amu stared at the woman with her gun still pointed at Ikuto from the corner of her eye; Ikuto was firmly keeping Amu behind him so she had to strain to see what was happening at the front. This wasn't funny, Amu was sick and tired of this routine already. Why did Ikuto always end up in situations like this? She hated it. She hated it even more when she knows Ikuto would not let her do a thing for him.

"Disappear, I have little patience and will you please point the-"

"IKUTO!" Amu shouted as soon as she heard the trigger being pulled. Then Amu literally stood there trying to hold in her small smile as water continued to spray out the gun and dampen Ikuto's soft hair, with a weird sign popping out that said, YOU WERE PRANKED.

The woman laughed loudly and pushed Ikuto and Amu to the side herself, entering the house without either's consent. She threw her luggage to the side and lied herself down on the couch, kicking her legs about. Ikuto sighed deeply and closed the door.

"Well fetch me some water and hurry," the woman ordered Ikuto, pointing towards the kitchen.

Amu watched as a reluctant Ikuto didn't say a thing but head towards the kitchen as instructed by this woman, who was older than Ikuto but rather short in height compared to him. Amu couldn't stop herself from looking at this woman who had already made herself home. Who was she? The woman seemed to have caught onto Amu's look and reacted by gripping Amu's arm, so suddenly; it gave Amu a small fright. The woman pulled Amu towards her, pushing Amu onto the couch and getting on top of her. She lifted Amu's chin in her palm and studied her, "you look young girl. How old are you?"

Amu stared and didn't know whether to reply or not. It seemed that the woman was waiting for one though and not knowing what else to do Amu answered her quietly, "I've just turned 16 recently."

"You've been with Ikuto for how long?"

"3 Years."

The woman leaned in closer to Amu, sighing, "even if he was bored on his own, must he commit such a crime? I'm quite ashamed on his part. So are you a runaway or a actual prostitute?"

Amu blinked at the woman perplexed with what she was saying, "I'm not-"

"So how good is it then," the woman cut in, speaking over Amu, "does it feel good to fuck with Ikuto?"

Amu felt her face going warm from embarrassment and disgust at the woman's words. Before she could say anything to clear the misunderstanding though, Ikuto had already pushed the woman away from Amu and was now standing between them.

"As an adult, aren't you the one to be ashamed for saying such things to a child?" Ikuto asked, his gaze fixed upon the woman's.

"So you know she is a child too," the woman said, "then why do you keep her as your love making toy? It's illegal, my good nephew."

Amu looked from the woman to Ikuto, feeling surprised; this rude woman was Ikuto's relative. She never knew he had any since for the past three years he didn't mention a single thing about his family. It wasn't just his family; Ikuto rarely spoke of himself to Amu too. Now thinking about it, there was a small feeling of loneliness within Amu; the feeling of being left out by Ikuto, who seemed to keep to himself all the time.

Ikuto let out another heavy sigh, "have you not read any of my letters to you the past years Aunt Lulu?"

Lulu rolled her eyes and put on an apologetic face, "I was terribly busy honey. I moved houses about 10 times, you could've missed me. But anyhow seeing you today makes me worried about you dear- I mean..."

"If you bothered to keep in contact with me properly Aunt Lulu then you would probably know that this girl is my daughter," Ikuto explained pointing to Amu, "I'm not as sick minded or as desperate as you think I am, like a certain someone who occupies her mind with nothing but sex."

"Are you ridiculing me?"

"I don't dare to," Ikuto calmly replied, "before you think in the wrong direction again, like you always do, I'll explain it clearly to you now. This is Amu Hinamori, my ADOPTED daughter."

Lulu leaned to the side to get a glimpse of Amu. She smiled at her, "I'm sorry I mistook you earlier. My darling Ikuto here is a tricky one – blame him. Nice to meet you anyway, Amu, I'm Lulu de Morcef Yamamoto."

Amu stepped from behind Ikuto and shook hands with her, awed that she was slightly foreign. She still felt that this aunt Lulu was rather strange and rude though, but if its Ikuto's relative then she'd have to try and get along.

"So why are you here?" Ikuto asked, sitting down on the couch.

Lulu paced up and down the room a little before saying with a less playful tone, "I miss my sister. I've been away for so long I thought it'd be a good thing for me to at least pay her a visit. So I guess I thought I'd drop by and visit her son first whilst I'm at it."

Ikuto frowned, "just a visit..."

Lulu gulped, "well. Actually I have no where to stay so I was planning to stay h-"

"No," Ikuto said bluntly, "I don't want a dirty-minded aunt to disrupt my peaceful life or give my innocent daughter any bad ideas. Go and stay in a hotel or if you can't afford-" Ikuto paused in his sentence seeing Lulu ignore him completely and was instead now holding onto Amu's hands, with tears in her eyes and begging Amu.

As usual, the kind and warm-hearted Amu couldn't resist the temptation of a person in needs tears and now shot her puppy dog eyes at Ikuto, which always had a peculiar affect on him. He looked away from Amu who had the same sweet pleading look as she always did when she wanted him to do something.

Next came her dreamy voice, "Ikuto…. Please…. We should probably help her…"

Ikuto wanted to resist but failed almost immediately. He turned around with a smile, "of course. I'll do anything for my cute daughter…" Ikuto frowned, bit his lips and hit the wall as soon as he said it, as Lulu and Amu hugged each other. Strange how quickly Lulu had managed to befriend Amu with just a pitiful look and tears.

"Amu, Ikuto, lets get along then," Lulu said dancing around. "Amu," Lulu said holding Amu's hand gently, "I'm sorry about before. Don't take it to heart."

Amu smiled, "I won't Aunt Lulu."

Lulu gave Amu a massive hug and ordered Ikuto to place her luggage at the guest room, then bounced after Ikuto, already telling him to get her bath ready and to cook her some dinner. Amu watched and smiled. It was the first time she's seen one of Ikuto's relatives and didn't know quite how to act. She just hoped she didn't leave a bad impression despite the misunderstanding before. Aunt Lulu didn't seem to be such a bad person and she seemed to get along with Ikuto in a way. If anything, Amu found herself observing Ikuto, it was a different side to him when he was with a proper adult. He was responsible as always but at times seemed like a child too. Ikuto, having sorted out Aunt Lulu and got rid of her finally reappeared into the living room. "Amu, want to chat by the mini balcony?"

"Sure," Amu said following him, wondering what Ikuto was going to talk about.

He hesitated for a bit, "are you fine with how things turned out? I mean even though Aunt Lulu isn't staying for long, she'll be here for awhile. Having another person with us?"

"I'm fine with it," Amu assured, "I was the one who helped persuade you to let her stay. Aunt Lulu seems like a nice person."

"Really," Ikuto said with a relieved sigh, "if she could shut up at appropriate times then she's a very nice person…"

Amu stared at Ikuto who had a smile on his face. It was a very relaxed smile, one Amu had never seen before. Is Aunt Lulu and Ikuto close?

"Aunt Lulu is my mother's real younger sister," Ikuto began without turning to look at Amu, "she used to always come around and play with me, when I was a child so you could say we were pretty close. It changed after- anyhow I've lost contact with her for quite some time now since she was being awkward and moved about. She has a foul mouth so don't mind her."

There was silence. Ikuto tilted his head towards Amu and looked at her, expecting her to say something and Amu in turn was expecting Ikuto to continue. It was the first time he had openly told her a little more about a relative, his family and Amu wished he'd tell her more. They ended up staring at each other, waiting for the other to speak.

Ikuto finally broke the silence, "Aunt Lulu wants to visit my mother's grave this Saturday. Do you want to come along?" Ikuto paused then went on, frantic that he might've said something wrong, "If you don't want to come, I understand. Its not like…"

"I want to visit my grandmothers grave too," Amu said clearly, "I want to meet her. She's my family because Ikuto is the father I like the most."

Ikuto looked a little shocked at first, hearing Amu say what she had. He felt rather happy tough, "Thank you Amu." Ikuto patted Amu's head like you would to a puppy dog out of habit, "you really are the best daughter anyone could ever have."

Amu smiled, "that's because Ikuto is a good father to begin with."

Ikuto laughed at that comment, doubting himself whether he actually was. "Thank you," he whispered again. They both turned to look out at the night sky with the same feeling resonating in them, that of happiness.

Standing round the corner, Lulu held her breath and clutched her hands together tightly, her nails almost digging into the skin. She breathed heavily, restraining herself from charging outside to the balcony and splitting Ikuto from that girl. Lulu slowly moved back into her own room. "This isn't good," she slumped against the closed door, "I already want that girl… Amu Hinamori was it…." Lulu bit her lips, "I want her to disappear. I want her away from my Ikuto." She dropped to the floor holding her head, "that just then was the most disgusting scene I've seen in my entire life. Ikuto why did you?"