Jennifer: HIIIIII i'm really really sorry i haven't updated in so long hahahahh i know i say that every time but i truly am. seriously, i legit just work on these chapters at school when i'm in a computer classroom instead of doing work. ;) cause that's how much i love you guys.

Ikuto: You're such a nerd.

Jennifer: c: a cool nerd

Amu: No. A retarded nerd.

Ikuto: Yeah.

Jennifer: ...Anywayyyyy haha sorry ate a crap load of lollies and stuff. hahaha thankyou all of you for reading this story and reviewing it or favouriting it haha and you guys are so awesome :), anyway i hope you enjoy, and i'm sorry it's really bad i haven't had time to edit it so if there's any mistakes feel free to mention them. or advice haha thats good too :) alskdjflaskfj ooooh and if there's any ideas out there, they're welcome too :D. I don't own shugo chara or any of its characters

~Ikuto's POV~

I trudged slowly down the hallway, my bag slung over one shoulder. I had just finished school and for a minuscule moment I was happy, until I remembered I had fucking detention. By then I was still in an okay mood until a remembered another detail.

I had it with Amu.

There went my happiness.

Out the window.

Along with my sanity.

I wish I could chuck Amu out the window instead of my stupid damn sanity.

Look, I'm sure there would be plenty of guys wanting to be in my position. Heck, once all the boys found out that I had detention with Amu, they tried to get detentions so they could be in the same room with her. Of course it worked, except they got it on a different friggin' day.

Just my luck, right?

Now don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't enjoy her company, I just don't like how my heart reacted to her.

Stupid heart.

Beating all fast and crap making me feel like it's going to burst out of my chest.

Honestly she isn't as bad as I thought.

Kind of.

"Now now Ikuto, you better pick up the pace. We wouldn't want to be late for detention now would we?" someone whispered in my ear. I rolled my eyes and turned to her, flicking her on the forehead.

"Ouch," she said monotonously making me chuckle slightly. I didn't even bother to move when she looped arms with mine, ignoring the 'sparky' kind of feeling.

Ugh, shut up, I know it's cheesy.

What bothered me is that I kind of enjoyed it.

'Kind of' being the key words there.

"You guys are late," the teacher said not glancing up from his papers as we walked into the room.

"Sorry," we both mumbled before sitting down next to each other.

Okay, so maybe I liked her company just a tad bit more then I was letting on.

As a friend of course.

Totally.

Yeah.

…

Yeah…

"Ikuto?" Amu whispered making be shake the thoughts out of my mind. I glanced at her.

"Huh?"

Best response, I know.

"The teacher asked you a question,"

I blinked slightly in confusion before diverting my eyes to the said person.

"Sorry Sir, can you please repeat the question?"

The teacher looked at me blankly.

"Um…I didn't ask a question," he responded. I looked at Amu confusingly before I saw that damn smirk on her face.

"Gotcha'," she said winking causing me to grit my teeth.

"Anyway, since you two lovebirds were bickerin-"

"We aren't lovebirds, I don't like Amu," I said cutting him off. He looked at me rolling his eyes.

"Sure you don't. As I was saying before you so rudely interrupted me, today for detention the two are going to be punished by having to take off all the gum under the desk in this class then cleaning the whole gym floor afterwoods,"

I looked at him disbelievingly. "And we have to do all that just because we were talking?"

He glanced at me sheepishly and scratched his head.

"Well…I was kind of supposed to clean the gum off the desk but I'm going to make the two of you do it instead,"

"That's child abuse," I complained trying to get out of it.

"Don't make me give you more tasks to do," he warned making me shut up completely.

I sighed.

Detention is so stupid.

"Well what are you two waiting for? You better get to it, you're not allowed to leave the school until you finish everything I've asked," he said clapping his hands together cheerily before starting to head out the door. I looked up in alarm.

"Wait sir,, aren't you going to stay and supervise or something?" I asked slightly desperately. As much as I didn't like him at the moment, I was not willing to spend a generous amount of hours alone with Amu.

He shook his head. "As much as I'd love to, I have to attend an important meeting so I'm trusting you guys to behave,'

Amu scoffed. "Yeah right, important meeting my ass,"

The teacher ignored the comment and looked at us again.

"Oh and before I forget, if you guys are going to have sex or whatever, please refrain from doing it on my desk. And also use protection don't want Amu getting pregnant, now would we?" he said cringing slightly at the thought of them doing it on the desk.

I felt my cheeks go a slight shade of pink as I looked away embarrassingly.

Who even says that?

From the corner of my eye I saw Amu nod, a smirk surfacing on her lips.

"Will do sir, have a nice afternoon," she said watching him walk out the door.

I pointed an accusing finger at her.

"We are not having sex,"

Her face fell dramatically.

"What, why not?"

"Amu, no,"

"Ugh but I want to,"

"Amu." I said firmly. She sighed exaggeratedly.

"Fiiine,"

I rolled my eyes before starting to roll up my sleeves.

"Alright let's start getting the gum off the desk yeah?" I said looking at her for an answer.

She blinked at me.

I tilted my head slightly to the side. "What?"

"That's really hot," she said pointing at my rolled up sleeves. I sighed.

"Seriously?"

She nodded and leaned forward.

"I can have a nicer view of your muscles like that," she commented. I rubbed my face in annoyance.

"Okay enough talk, ready to start with the work?"

She pouted slightly. "Okay,"

I handed her a paint scraper that the teacher nicely left for us and started to get to work.

Weirdly enough, we worked in silence for a solid five minutes.

What's weirder was that it wasn't one of those awkward silences, it was one of those comfortable ones, you know what I mean?

I didn't like it.

I didn't like how comfortable it was.

Seriously usually when there's a girl near me, there is all this awkward tension.

Man, why is it so comfortable?

~Amu's POV~

Why the fuck is this silence so comfortable? I mean I'd understand if it was with a girl… unless they've like made a move on me or something.

Seriously, it's so awkward when they do that.

But if I'm alone with a guy, I'm either making out with them or constantly flirting and whatnot.

Unless their all awkward and crap.

Kind of like Ikuto.

Except this isn't an awkward silence.

"So…," I said, not sure where I was really going with this. He glanced at me briefly before looking back under the table, his face scrunched up in determination.

"Hmm?"

"Why did you agree to the dare?" I asked lamely when I didn't really know what to say.

He shrugged. "Because it was a dare,"

"But you didn't have to do it," I pointed out.

"Well it's very unmanly to not accept it,"

I felt somewhat disappointed with the answer but I let the conversation drop. We continued to get the gum off the desk in silence, only the sounds of scraping could be heard.

"Dude, why is there so much gum under this table, it's insane and kind of gross," Ikuto mumbled. I looked briefly at the desk he was under.

"Um…that would be my fault, I'm pretty sure I usually sit at that desk and stick gum under that table," I said sheepishly which earned me a pointed glare.

"You're disgusting,"

"If you mean disgustingly cute, I totally agree,"

He sighed shaking his head, a small smile falling on his face.

By the time we finished getting all the gum off the desk –which was extremely revolting by the way- it was already 4:30.

"So we just have to clean the gym floor right?" Ikuto asked as he sat on one of the desks. I nodded. He hopped off the desk and cracked his knuckles and neck.

"Alright, let's do this," he said.

"You get the buckets and detergent, I'll get the sponges," he explained while walking out the door, not giving me a chance to reply.

I sighed before walking towards the janitor's closet and getting out the items we needed.

As much as I liked spending time with Ikuto, I didn't want to work while hanging out with him. It's taking much longer than necessary to get him to fall for me which is ticking me off quite a bit. I mean seriously, he's probably doing the whole 'hard to get' thing which is quite hot, I'm not going to deny it. But I don't like how whenever he touches me, it makes me feel alive and quite frankly, happy.

And that scares me the fuck to death.

"Amu, hurry up!" Ikuto yelled from the corridor which snapped me out of my thoughts. I hummed in response and hurriedly walked out the door, buckets and detergents in my hands

"What took you so long?" he asked as I entered into the gym floor. I shrugged carelessly. He rolled his eyes before chucking me something saying, "Catch,"

I reached up and swiftly caught the two items he had handed me. A bottle of water and a very delicious looking sandwich. I tried not to let the surprise show on my face.

"Aww, did you get this for me babe? You shouldn't have," I purred, giving him my trademark smirking as I saw him grunt at the nickname.

"Don't call me babe. And yeah….I didn't want you to die from starvation or something since I figured we're going to be here for a while," he muttered.

"Well It's a thoughtful and sweet gesture," I responded, fully meaning it.

"Oh shut up, don't you start getting all mushy on me," he retorted which made me laugh. He smiled slightly saying nothing in response. Usually he'd laugh along too.

"What?" I asked feeling slightly self-conscious. There wasn't something on my face was there?

Fuck, was there something in my teeth?

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "You have a really pretty laugh, that's all,"

I looked away, somehow managing to force down a stupid blush that was forming.

That idiot saying things like that. I laughed trying to cover up how weirdly happy I was.

"Now you're getting all mushy on me," I pointed out making him chuckle.

"So I am,"

I laughed before starting to get to work.

"Aren't you going to eat?" he asked, his voice slightly muffled by some of the sandwich he was already eating. I shrugged and shook my head.

"Nah, I'll eat later,"

"Okay, gimme a sec to finish this sandwich and then I'll go get the hose to fill up the bucket filled with detergent, alright?"

I nodded absentmindedly.

What other ways could I get him to like me?

Hmm…maybe I should accidentally pour the whole bucket of water on me since my shirt is pretty thin and it'll stick to my body and it'll be all transparent and and and-

Stop it Amu, you're getting too excited about this.

I shook my head. That wouldn't work though because; candidly it'd be too fucking cold. I'd probably freeze my ass off. All just to get Ikuto's attention.

It'd totally be worth it if I did though.

"Alright I've filled up the bucket, we're good to go," Ikuto said dragging me out of my thoughts.

"Awesome," I muttered sticking my hand in with the sponge, feeling as it instantly felt heavier. We continued to work in silence. Again.

"This is going to take forever," I complained, hoping to spark up a conversation. It worked. Ikuto let out a low chuckle.

"Suck it up princess,"

He froze momentarily as if regretting the nickname. I wanted to make a perverted comment but instead, I decided to take a different route. I fluttered my eyelashes exaggeratedly.

"Oh my, you think I'm so pretty that you called me 'princess'? I am soooo flattered," I said all high pitched and girly like. Ikuto burst out laughing, shaking his head.

"Yes, I just thought you were so dazzling and radiated with beauty, I just couldn't contain my feelings. I wanted to be your knight in shining armour," he said pretending to be sincere. I held the back of my hand to my forehead dramatically.

"That'd be ever so lovely but no my kind sir, you are far too good to be my silly old knight in shining armour. Instead you shall forever be my loving prince,"

"Your prince I shall be," he said pretending to be deadly serious as he did a small bow. But he was failing as he was grinning like there was no tomorrow.

"Oh, you have just made me the happiest woman alive, my love,"

He nodded in agreement.

"Damn right I should, look at how awesome I am. I mean who wouldn't want this piece of delectable ass?" he muttered making me laugh more, as we both started to crack up.

"You flatter yourself too much," I said.

He looked at me was disbelief, an amused look in his eyes.

"I flatter myself to much? Woman, have you seen how big your ego is?" he said.

"Oh you love it,"

"Not really," he said playfully. I pretended to glare at him.

"You better take it back," I sang.

"Never," he said sticking out his tongue like a child.

"I warned you," I said before dipping my sponge in the cold water again and chucking it at him. I watched as it flew through the air and smacked him right in the face.

I will never forget the look on his face. He stared at me with wide eyes, his mouth open in shock. I burst out laughing at him.

"Not funny," he muttered but I could hear his silent laughter. This made me laugh harder, as I clutched my stomach in pain of laughing too much. I swear I could feel tears forming in my eyes.

I looked at him as I was about to say something but stopped in fear.

Why the fuck did I not think of the consequences?

I gulped nervously as I saw him smirk evilly as he held a hose in his hand.

~Ikuto's POV~

I kid you not, I could've sworn I heard a little squeak come out of her as she took a step backwards.

"I-ikuto, what are you doing?"

I shrugged my shoulders casually. "Nothing,"

I advanced on her with long strides.

"Amu," I sang sweetly watching as her eyes flitted all over the place looking for an escape.

"Yeah?"

"…you look a little dirty," I murmured thoughtfully as I watched her eyes widen.

"No no no Ikuto I am one hundred per cent clean, I showered this morning,"

"Mmm, no I think you missed a spot,"

She shook her head frantically. "No seriously, I swear I'm clean,"

"Oh okay," I said lowering the hose. Relief flooded through her face as her tensed shoulders relaxed.

"Fuck Ikuto, you nearly scared the shit out of me there,"

I chuckled evilly.

"Yeah I know,"

"Seriously I thought you were actually going to friggin' spray me with the hose,"

I looked at her innocently. "I still am,"

"Oh okay- wait, what?" she asked before I turned the water on full blast and aimed the hose at her.

"That's revenge, bitch," I said proudly, watching as she was drenched head to toe in water her eyes full of shock. She looked a poor cat who was pushed into a bathtub of cold water.

"You are so dead," she murmured glaring at me and dipping the sponge in the water again.

And that's the story of how we got into a water fight. She threw wet sponges, while I used my awesome hose. I'm not going to lie, it was fun. I liked the way she laughed every time she hit me with the stupid sponge. Or every time she'd squeal as I attacked her with water. But that doesn't mean I like her.

I swear.

"Take that," she yelled hitting my in the back with the sponge. I felt the instant coldness before picking it up and throwing it back at her, watching her scream as she dodged it.

"You know we should stop before one of us gets hyperthermia or something," I yelled at her as I hid behind a wall.

"Okay, I'm dropping the sponge now," Amu said.

I walked out, "Okay coo-"

SPLAT!

I glared at her the sponge that just hit me fell to the floor.

"That was low," I growled. She shrugged carelessly.

"What are you going to do?" she taunted.

"Spray you with a hose," I said back before going into another water fight with her.

By the time we finally stopped, we were both fully soaked in freezing water. It was 6 by the time we had finished.

On the plus side, we managed to clean the whole gym floor. Kinda.

I shook my head, feeling the droplets of water go everywhere. Shit shit shit it was cold. I stared at Amu in concern, as I saw her shiver.

"Hey, how about you go to the sports closet and wait for me while I pack everything up. I'm pretty sure there are some blankets there to keep you warm and stuff," I said as I saw her nod numbly before walking off.

~Amu's POV~

Fuck it's cold. I dragged my feet slowly till I went into the sports closet. It wasn't as small as I thought it would be but it wasn't huge either. It was dark since there was no light switch, so I just used my phone light to see. I found the blankets and happily covered myself with one, enjoying the warmth.

The water fight was fun, I'm not going to deny it. Ikuto looked so hot all wet and everything, I could see his muscles through his wet t-shirt. What also surprised me was that when he talked to me he was staring in my eyes, not at my wet see through shirt.

He was too much of a nice guy, I swear. But I guess that's what makes him a good person.

…Or maybe he's just gay.

"Amu," I heard Ikuto say softly as I heard his footsteps.

"Over here, there's no light so use your phone light or something,"

I waited till he finally found me as I threw him a blanket. He covered himself with it and shot me a grateful look. Before I could say anything we heard the door slam shut and heard a lock click.

"That was not what I think it was right?" Ikuto said.

"One way to find out," I muttered slowly finding my way to the door and trying to open it. It was locked. So we were trapped here.

Alone.

In a closet.

Kinky.

"It's locked, I think the janitor thought no one was in here," I said bluntly looking at him. He sighed and ran his fingers through his wet hair.

"Are you serious?"

I nodded as I watched him yell and bang at the door for help before sighing and sitting down with his back against the wall.

"Lovely," he muttered. I smirked slightly, hoping to lift the mood.

"At least you're stuck with the beautiful me right?" I said joining him.

"Yeah, right" he snorted.

I batted my eyelashes. "But think of all the dirty things we could do in here,"

"I'd love to do that but sadly, I just took a cold shower. I wouldn't want to get all dirty again," he said sarcastically yet in a playful manner.

I laughed slightly. He took out his phone and glanced at it before sighing.

"No reception, we're stuck here until tomorrow,"

I tried not to smile; honestly I didn't find it too bad. Shit, I'm enjoying his company way too much.

I took my sandwhich out and gave him half. He looked at me in surprise and I rolled my eyes.

"I don't want you dying on me now do I?"

He laughed before giving it back to me. "Nah it's ok, you didn't even eat before so you must be starving, I'll live it's fine,"

I blinked at him.

"Stop being so damn polite and just take it, I don't even eat much anyway," I said giving it back to him and taking a bite out of mine. He smiled at me.

"Thanks,"

"Anytime,"

We ate in silence, I think the time was already around 8 the last time I checked. I looked at him from the corner of my eye as I saw him look off as if he was thinking about something.

Then I lay my head on his shoulder, feeling him tense up in alarm.

"Amu," he said cautiously. I sighed.

"Ikuto I swear I'm not going to do anything perverted, if I do you can just shake me off alright?"

Ikuto thought momentarily for a moment before sighing and saying, "Fine,"

I snuggled closer to him, enjoying the warmth and how it felt perfectly comfortable.

~Normal POV~

They sat in a relaxed silence. Ikuto glanced at her as if thinking whether he should say what was on his mind or not. Finally, he spoke.

"Amu?"

"Yeah?"

"I had fun today," he said truthfully, staring at anywhere but her face. Amu took a few seconds before she responded.

"Me too," Amu answered back her voice sounding genuine. Her voice was so soft and calm, that Ikuto had to strain his ears to hear it.

"I think we should be friends,"

Amu stiffened slightly.

"Friends with benefits?" she said hopefully.

Ikuto chuckled. "No, I think we should just be friends,"

Amu stayed quiet as she contemplated his words. She actually did like his company; maybe it would be better if they stayed friends. It'd be hard and she didn't really like the idea but at least they wouldn't just be acquaintances. She stared at him as she felt her heartbeat quicken.

"Yeah, I'd like that," she said looking away quickly. This was going to be harder than she thought.

"Damn, he's making me such a softie," Amu thought to herself. Ikuto smiled next to her.

"Awesome," he murmured, nudging her shoulder with his playfully. She laughed quietly nudging him back. She tensed slightly, her laugh faltering.

"What?" he asked the concern clearly evident in his voice.

"I can still be the pervert I am while being friends with you right?" she questioned anxiously. Ikuto laughed ruffling her hair, relief coursing through his veins. He thought it'd be more serious.

"Sure I guess but try to keep it to a minimum, yeah?"

"No promises," she muttered smirking slightly, resulting in Ikuto laughing slightly.

"So…what do you want to do now?" Amu said after they hadn't spoken for a considerable amount of time. Ikuto shrugged one shoulder; he would've shrugged both but Amu's head was on one of them.

"I don't really know much about you, how about we play the question game?" Ikuto asked. Amu looked at him from the corner of her eye.

"What's the question game?"

"There's all sorts but how about we play the one where we have to say something but it always has to end in a question and you always have to answer truthfully, got it?" he explained.

Amu nodded. "Yeah,"

"You have to end in a question, are you an idiot of something?" he said laughing slightly. Amu smirked.

"Oh, okay got it now. Are we really going to just stay friends?"

"Probably. Are you sad about that?"

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to stop trying even though we are friends, is that ok?,"

"Bring it on, it's probably not going to work. So does that mean you're going to keep being perverted twenty-four seven?"

"Most likely. Oi, this game is about getting to know each other not just making a conversation based on whether I'm going to be perverted around you or not. So do you have a girlfriend?"

Ikuto rolled his eyes. "Of course you'd ask a question like that but nah I don't, do you?"

"Well…I've had a girlfriend once or twice, but I was going through this phase. You get what I mean?"

Ikuto eyes widened as he shot her a ludicrous look.

"Seriously?"

Amu laughed. "No I'm joking you doofus, I've only had boyfriends but I have kissed girls because of dares and stuff. What do you want to be when you grow up?

"No idea, how about you?"

Amu shrugged her eyes suddenly looking distant. "Don't know either, do your parents influence your decision?"

"Um no I'm pretty sure they'll be proud of whatever I do, how about yours?"

Amu stared down at her fingers, twiddling them as if she thought they were the most interesting thing alive. She stayed silent for a few more moments before speaking up again.

"This game is starting to get boring, are you going to stop?"

"Yeah….are you?"

Amu laughed. "I see what you did there,"

Ikuto pumped his fists in the air dramatically. "Yes, I won!"

Amu rolled her eyes, a smirk surfacing on her face.

"I let you win,"

Ikuto scoffed. "Sure you did, admit it, you're just a sore loser,"

Amu stuck her tongue out. "Never,"

"You big baby," Ikuto teased ruffling her hair. Amu glared at him, patting her hair down to keep it in order. Once she was satisfied with it, she lay her head back down on his shoulder again, enjoying the warmth and the comfortable position.

"What do you want to do now?" Amu asked after snuggling a bit closer to him, secretly enjoying how he didn't seem to mind.

"I don't mind, you sure you aren't tired?"

"No, I'm actually really awake how about you?"

"Same…hey can I ask you a question, you don't have to answer if you don't want to. We could do a question for a question if that makes in more fair," Ikuto said, his voice trailing off slightly at the end. Amu raised an eyebrow at him.

"What is it with you and questions?" she said laughing. Ikuto sighed dramatically and looked at her.

"Ugh, it's time you found out the truth. I always ask questions about you because in my spare time I like to stalk you and know as much as I can about you so that we can be together forever," he said pretending to be serious.

Amu clicked her fingers. "I knew it!"

Ikuto rolled his eyes chuckling. "But seriously, is it okay if we do a question for a question?"

Amu nodded hesitantly.

"You don't have to if you don't want to, seriously I won't be offended or anything. I don't want to force you," Ikuto said.

"No it's fine, you know you can be such a girl sometimes? Anyway, shoot," Amu said looking at the darkened floor. Ikuto glared at her for the unnecessary comment, watching as she smirked.

"Do your parents influence what you have to be when you grow up? You kind of dodged the question subtly before,"

Amu winced slightly, this not going unnoticed by Ikuto. As she was about to answer, Ikuto spoke again.

"Actually, I want to change my question. What do you like to do in your spare time besides being a pervert?"

Amu looked at him gratefully, silently thanking him for not making her answer the other question.

"Hmm, besides being a pervert what I try to do in my spare time is get into your pants," Amu said casually, sending him a flirtatious wink.

Ikuto smiled and rolled his eyes, "You do realise, guys usually say that right? It sounds so weird hearing it come out of a girl's mouth. And technically that's still being a pervert,"

"Argh fiiine, haven't told heaps of people about this but you're special," Amu said winking before she continued, "I like to play the violin,"

"That's cool," Ikuto commented. "You should play it for me some time,"

Amu smiled slightly. "Yeah, I'd like that,"

She clapped her hands evilly.

"Okay, my turn. My question is….out of 10, how hot do you think I am? 1 being the ugliest motherfucker you've ever seen and 10 being the sexiest chick alive who'd you want to make out with forever,"

Ikuto quirked an eyebrow, "Is that seriously you're question?"

Amu nodded.

"I obviously take it very seriously,"

"Negative 14," Ikuto said rolling his eyes.

"Oh come on Ikuto, stop lying to yourself," Amu said flicking her hair and winking at him.

"You asked for my opinion,"

"I thought you said we have to be truthful," Amu pointed out, a smirk playing on her lips.

"I am," Ikuto whined making Amu laugh.

Ikuto rolled his eyes, smiling too before saying, "But seriously, I guess you're like a freaking 20,"

Amu paused slightly. "Really?"

Ikuto nodded not really wanting to repeat himself.

"Naww, aren't you just the sweetest pumpkin alive," Amu said smirking.

"Ugh, you're such a little bitch," Ikuto said, amusement clearly evident in his eyes.

"No I think you're my little bitch,"

Ikuto laughed, not even bothering to right back, he knew he wasn't going to win. Silence enveloped the two again. Ikuto snuck a glance at her, trying not to stare in awe. The moonlight coming in through the window was the only light available and it made Amu look like she was glowing.

"Okay another question for a question?" Amu asked looking at him, her voice suddenly timid.

"Hmm?" Ikuto murmured looking at her expectantly.

"If I kissed you right now, would you faint of happiness?"

Ikuto paused slightly, his heart quickening at that sentence. Not in a bad way.

Ikuto shook those thoughts away and slapped a hand to his forehead. "Are you serious?"

"When am I not?"

"All the time,"

"Ouch,"

"You knew that was coming,"

",,,Yeah. But still you have to answer the question,"

"That's too stupid to be a question,"

Amu rolled her eyes. "You're only denying it because you don't want to admit you would actually faint of joy. I'll change question then," She sat quietly, thinking of a question.

"What did you think about me when you first met me and what do you think about me now?"

"There were lots of 'me's' in that question and I'm pretty sure that's two questions," Ikuto said.

Amu shrugged, "You can ask me two then,"

Ikuto pulled up one leg and rested his arm on it as he thought of his answer.

"Honestly, I thought you were a perverted bitch at the beginning when you started to flirt with me, It was very annoying but when I started to get to know you, I still find you annoying-"

"Hey!" Amu objected. Ikuto laughed.

"Let me finish woman. I still find you annoying but you're not a bitch…kinda. I think once I got to know you, I found out you're not as selfish as I expected you to be. You're more on the quiet side. You tend to observe things and to be honest, whenever you think someone isn't looking at you, you have this sad and distance look on your face,"

Amu blinked, astonished and shocked and frankly, quite touched. Instead of saying thanks though, she instead said, "Why are you such a sap?"

"I'm trying to compliment you here,"

"I'm not feeling very complimented at the moment,"

"Well aren't you just so hard to please?"

"Why yes, yes I am. I am very picky in being complimented," Amu said smirking.

Ikuto rolled his eyes, a smile surfacing on his face. He stared at her before noticing something.

"You still cold?" he asked, worry clear in his voice as he noticed her shake slightly. She quirked an eyebrow.

"Is that one of your questions?"

Ikuto sighed. "No I'm saving them for later. Are you cold?"

"Nah,"

Ikuto raised an eyebrow.

"Your lips are turning blue," he said monotonously.

"It's the moonlight making my lips look blue," Amu said shrugging, pulling the blanket around her tighter. Ikuto heaved a sigh whilst shaking his head before wrapping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her closer to him. She froze slightly at the unexpected action before gladly accepting the invitation.

"Your so stubborn,"

"You mean stubbornly fucking hot, then yes, I am stubborn," Amu murmured, lying her head down so it was on his chest. She closed her eyes, enjoying his calming heartbeat and the very nice warmth he was providing to her.

"This is only a onetime thing," Ikuto warned. "I just don't want you to die of coldness because then everyone would think I killed you on purpose or something,"

"Aww, and here I thought you were warming up to me,"

"Actually you're warming up to me," Ikuto muttered as she snuggled up against him to get warmer. A smile graced her features as she let out a low chuckle.

"I see what you did there,"

Ikuto laughed. "I try,"

They fell into a comfortable silence for a long time, both just enjoying the warmth of each other. Tiredness soon fell upon them.

"Ikuto?"

"Hmm," he mumbled so quietly that she nearly didn't hear it, his breathing slowing as he was nearly asleep, his eyes struggling to stay open.

"Goodnight," Amu whispered against his chest. Ikuto managed a small smile.

"Goodnight Amu,"

Jennifer: asdfkjalsdfjadsf i'm so sorry it's such bad writing hahahha seriously i couldn't get the words to flow in my head so i got really frustrated. hahaha i hope you've enjoyed it so far and reviews are always welcome ;) haha no i'm joking you don't have to if you don't want to. anywayy thanks again for taking a moment out of your time to read my story. :) Love you all, you hot pieces of deliectibleness (...i'm so sorry, if that made no sense whatsoever) xx