*~~Dangers~~*

Ch. 2: Dangers of Chocolate.

-:0:- Amu's POV -:0:-

I sighed, home alone with a tongue-crazy Ikuto, no one here to protect me from his pervertedness. I couldn't say no when he asked to stay here, considering he was hugging me and wouldn't let go, and those damned pleading eyes. They're so deep and mysterious; I could just stare into them for an eternity. WAIT, WHAT AM I THINKING?!?! I blushed a brilliant scarlet, and I think Ikuto noticed. ((Rylee: No, really?))
"What are you thinking about, you perverted kid?" Ikuto asked.
"N-Nothing!" I turned my head the other way.
"Yet you don't contradict that you're perverted," he muttered, then sighed. He sat up, pulled me towards his chest, then turned my head to face him.
"Come on, you can tell me, can't you?" I blushed three different shades of red. He chuckled, making me angry. I turned the other way with a "Humph!" He sighed again, holding me closer.
"Amu, I have to tell you something," Ikuto said.
"W-What now?" I asked.
"I'm…..hungry," he smirked, I groaned, just like his stomach.
"Oh Ikuto, just when I think you're being serious….here!" I held out the bars of chocolate.
"Thanks Amu!" Ikuto said, opening the first bar.
"Want some?" he asked, half of the bar sticking out of his mouth.
"…I'll pass," I rolled my eyes.
"Why not?" he whined, "Or is it because that would make it an indirect kiss, you know, I could always have a direct one, too," I blushed, he smirked.
"No thank you," I said between gritted teeth. I begrudgingly grabbed half of the second bar. He pouted, lower lip jutting out.
"It's not gonna work this time," I muttered.

"Your cheeks betray your words," he teased.
"Ikuto, I'm starting to regret my decision," I tried to wipe that smirk off his face with that statement.
"Mmmmph!" talk about déjà vu. Not entirely, we were sitting up this time. Tapping impatiently, Ikuto, yet again, asked for just a glimmer of an entrance. I tried to stay strong, but when he wrapped his arms around my waist I accidently let out a moan.

"Mnn…"I cursed in my mind as I felt him smirk and happily entered my mouth. My blush deepened as he slowly left my mouth.
"Done yet?" I asked. He titled my chin up and looked into my eyes.
"No, I just have to tell you something, now you taste like a chocolate covered strawberry," he smiled, not a smirk, but a regular smile. 'The weirdest things make him happy,' I thought.
"Amu…." He whispered eyes pleading for him to hurry up and kiss me. He leaned in, once more, to kiss me. I pushed in protest, but in my mind there was a voice that cried out, 'Finally, it took ya' forever!' He ran a hand through my hair, sending a shiver down my spine. I opened my eyes for a moment, and, to my surprise, his cheeks were a little red. Never had I imagined the Ikuto to blush. I closed mine slowly, succumbing to that voice that longed so much to kiss back. This took Ikuto by surprise, but he tried to maintain his composure. I took another peek when I heard him moan again. His cheeks were bright red. I stifled a giggle as he let out one last moan in content and the kiss by tracing my lips with his tongue. I could feel my temperature rise as he smirked. I clamped my eyes shut, waiting for the perverted remark.
"Don't get so caught up next time, it takes the fun out of it," he told me.
"And what's that supposed to mean?!" I asked him.
"It means that if your lips stop moving, it's no fun," he smirked as I gasped and clamped both of my hands over my mouth.
"Oh, you pervert!!!" I exclaimed.
"You know, you hurt my feelings whenever you call me that," he placed a hand over his wounded "heart".
"You give enough reason to," I muttered.
"It still hurts," he pouted.
"Don't be such a crybaby, or I'll finish your other chocolate," I teased, fanning myself with it.
"Oh, really?" Ikuto dared. He pushed himself on me and kissed me. I pushed him away, and I gasped for breath.
"At least warn me before you do that, and you know, my dad would faint if he knew you even stepped foot in my room. His eyebrows furrowed and he pouted.
"Tadase has been in your room before, though" he turned the other way. I let out a sigh.
"He flipped out about that, too. And he doesn't even know how you act," I said. He smiled at that.
"Amu, thank you," he sincerely said.
"Okay Ikuto, I know how much you like chocolate, but you don't have to thank me, it was a dollar and seventy-five cents," I sweat-dropped.
"Baka, not that, that you put up with me, after all the things I've said and done to you," he kissed me after his little rant. It was an appreciative and small kiss, just a peck.
"Oh, it's fine," I looked away, embarrassed. I looked over at the clock and mentally groaned. 'Five forty-five! Tonight is going to take forever!!!' I thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~TBC in Ch.3:Dangers of Catnip~~~~~~~~~~

Me: *holds out a box of Nerds©* Want 'em?

Grace: Nah, give 'em to Brennan and say "Here ya' go, ya' nerd"

Me: *groans* that one is so old!

*****Elsewhere, where-ever-the-heck-He-lives*****

Brennan: *sneezes* Must be allergy season.