Ever since Ikuto moved to your school and started to hang out with you Utau started to ignore you. You didn't understand what went you did, but at the same time you knew she had a serious brother complex. Every time you talked about it he would just shrug nonchalantly and change the subject. Despite the way he acted like he never cared, and teased you relentlessly, you worried about him- and that worried you. You didn't do the crush thing, and you certainly didn't do the love thing, even if you did you doubted Ikuto would. As you got dressed into a short skirt and tights with your uniform shirt on you thought about the fact that Ikuto slept in your room at night. It wasn't sexual, he had nightmares and you comforted him, every morning he went back to the spare room and acted as if it didn't happen. That kind of hurt you but you could understand why he did it... almost. You shook the thoughts from your head and tugged on some bright purple boots. You looked at your reflection as you tied your choker up, it had a Day of the Dead girl on it, she was quite beautiful. You sighed, it was photo day today and you knew you looked good never but you hated having your photo taken. It was nerve racking. As you exited the room to grab some lunch you bumped into Ikuto, you started to fall over but he caught you, you wondered if he noticed how small the space between the two of you was, you certainly did. You felt blush creep into your skin as you looked into his eyes, when you breathed you felt you breasts slightly brush against his chest. He smirked but stepped back, with disappointment you continued to the kitchen, staying silent. Part of your brain was totally absorbed what had just happened. It was ridiculous.

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Most of school passed in daze, well until Utau came up to- in a rage.
"You are not good enough for him! Why is it always someone else. First it was Amu, and now you!" With a unearthly scream she launched at you. You weren't sure what was happening but it was painful.
"Utau." It was a man's voice, and it was not happy. Almost like a scalded
puppy
Utau jumped back, she was clearly pouting. Through blurry eyes you could see Ikuto.
"Why do you love everyone but me? Why does everyone come before me!?"Utau sobbed. Ikuto ignored her and helped you up, you smiled through your tears, and leaned heavily on him.
"I'm sorry for Utau, Y/N." You could clearly see the outrage on Utau's face.
"Why are you apologizing!?" Part of you felt sorry for her, but mainly you felt pain.
"You should be apologizing." Ikuto's voice was dangerous, she shook her head.
"I've always made the other girls go away, not that he was ever really intersted in them. I am always there for him, but it's YOU he cares about. It's never me." She choked on a sob and ran away. You opened your mouth to say something but Ikuto silenced you.
"We need to get you home so that you can have a shower, it will help." The walk home was long and painful, but Ikuto helped you every step of the way. Ikuto helped you up the stairs and left you in the bathroom with some towels. You stood leaning against the counter, shaking. Your muscles couldn't help you stand up and so you collapsed onto the floor. You let out a short cry. Ikuto burst through the door, and helped you up.
"I-I can't do it." You said with anguish.
"I will help you, I promise not to look." You nodded, and he helped you out of your clothes. He turned the tap on and while the water heated up he took his shirt off so it wouldn't get wet. You stood underneath the water in the shower and grimaced, everywhere was painful, your face especially. The loofer hung on a rack which in turn hung from the tap, he grabbed it and soaped it up.
"This will probably hurt, I'm sorry." His voice was soft and sympathetic, your hands were on the wall for support and as he started to gently wipe at your skin you couldn't help but try and grip it with your fingers. The pains was unbearable and tears leaked from your eyes. When the torturous shower was finished Ikuto helped you get dressed, his eyes were always averted, or looking at your face. When you got into bed you couldn't stop the words "Stay with me." from escaping, and he did. He hoped into the bed with you and gingerly held you.
"I love you, Y/N." His voice was soft.
"Don't joke about that." You said crossly, you weren't sure if he meant it- he always teased you and he could just be trying to make you feel better...
"I guess I'm just the boy who cried wolf..." His voice trailed off and you soon fell unconscious, with the hope he wasn't lying.