Amu's P.O.V.

To say that Ikuto and "Akira" were friends would be over selling it. They were nearing that point though. Believe it or not Amu could actually tollerate spending time with him and to her amazement she began to enjoy herself. But they were both completely and untterly bored out of their minds.

So they sat on opposite ends of the couch one day chucking grapes at each other waiting for one to fall into the other's mouth. If one of the grapes bounced onto the ground, Yoru was there to swipe at it and crush it with a pounce.

Was the pinkette crazy enough to believe that the weirdo, dark cat prince had stopped trying to figure out what she was hiding? No, but as long as she kept an eye on him he couldn't really try anything. Enjoying herself was just an added bonus. Plus it was that time of the month and bloody rags would be the biggest give away of all time.

"It's been a month right?" Ikuto asked as he tossed a grape at our heroine only to have it bounce of her nose.

"Yeah." She responded throwing one back to him that he skillfully caught between his teeth.

"I'm still angry that they didn't give me someone more interesting then you. All you're good for is anger and rage fests."

"I can be plenty interesting." Amu snorted. "I just don't feel like I have to prove anything to you."

"I want to find out things that make you cringe." Ikuto sat up with a grin.

"Why would you tell me that?" Amu gave a dumbly confused expression.

"I'll ask you a question thst you have to answer. Then you can ask me one. Anything goes."

Amu's pride got the better of her. "Okay but I start."

"Fine." He looked at her smuggly. What did he think she couldn't wring some embarrassment out of him?

"Most embarrassing moment from elementary school?"

He narrowed his eyes. "Going right for the kill. I guess I'll answer. I used to play hide and seek, one girl had such a huge crush on me I had to hide in a tree for two hours so that she wouldn't maul me."

"Oh poor baby." Amu gave a fake pout.

"I didn't finish. That girl was my little sister, all the guys called me flower queen for being scared of her."

"Your sister?!" Amu laughed leaning her head back. "You were scared of your sister!"

"It's not that funny." Ikuto shrugged. No visual embarrassment. Yet. "My turn. Your most embarrassing moment from childhood?"

Amu thought for a moment. She scratched her head. "I guess it's fair. Well, this is one I had that was pretty bad. In the third grade some jack ass kid pantsed me at recess. Then I lost my balance and fell onto some red paint that the art class had been using for outdoor study. Untill the teacher cleaned me up I had a baboon's butt."

Ikuto snickered. "That's pretty bad."

"My turn." Amu blushed. "What girl have you kissed because you wanted to, and regretted?"

Ikuto raised his eyebrows. "That's stupid. But if you must know, she was a girl I had the hots for at one time. Perfect curves. Awesome ass, big boobs. But she got way too attached and went all psycho. Now you answer the same question."

Amu realized her mistake. "I... I've never kissed anyone before."

Ikuto stared at her like she was from another planet.

"Aren't you like twenty?" Ikuto asked leaning forward.

"Twenty-one soon." Anu nodded.

"How the hell have you never kissed any one? Never had sex either?"

She blushed hiding her facing in the oversized long sleexe shirt she wore. It was getting harder to hide her body as she ate more. "I just haven't I'm not exactly on anyone's bang list. I don't know if you remember, but I was all skin and bones when we met.

"You weren't always skin an bones though, people have weird tastes. Maybe some girl liked girly, weak men. Or some guy had a weird fetish." Ikuto tilted his head.

She shook her head. "Girl's are bitches and guys are ass holes."

"Dude you're missing out on one of life's wonders. Sex is great. It comes with no strings attached."

"Unless you get a girl pregnant." Amu muttered popping a grape in her mouth. "Kids are annoying though."

"Yeah they are." Ikuto agreed.

Then they began to laugh. Probably at how stupid the whole thing was.

That's when she stood up turning to Ikuto.

"I'm going upstairs."

"What about our questions?"

"We can ask more later." With a genuine smile she hadn't been able to wear in ages she saluted to him scooping up Yoru to walk back to her room.

Ikuto's P.O.V.

No way. Not possible.

There was no way a guy was that cute. Ikuto ran his fingers through his hair slapping his cheeks. Akira's smile had been too brillant. It should've blinded him.

Akira had barely left the room before Ikuto had blushed, yes blushed, at the attractiveness the pink male had.

There was no way his heart was racing.

"No way, no way was a guy that cute."

There was no way he wanted to hug another guy. And when he blushed and covered his face...

"Ikuto pull yourself together. He's a guy."

Find his weakness, expose it and figure out what was going on. That's what he had to do.

"THIS FREAKING PLACE IS TURNING ME INTO A HOMO!"

On second thought, screaming that wasn't the best idea. But only one person was there. At least, that's what he had believed.

The next morning, a ringing doorbell woke the house.