Oh yeah, time for an update.
So I haven't actually decided how this story is going to go yet...
But stay with me! Lol
The Missing Pieces
Two
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WHATTTT?!? I looked down to see sparkly blue boy-short type underwear covering my lower half.
I managed to scream "PERVERRRRRRRRT!" before slamming the door closed, sprinting to the bathroom, and hopefully before he was able to see the new shade of red my face had just invented.
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Amu's POV.
I closed the bathroom door and leaned on it. He always seemed to catch me at the most embarrassing times. And he could never just let it go! Just once! I let out a heavy sigh as I walked towards the mirror. My hair was sticking out at weird angles, and my eyes had puffy circles underneath them.
These are the times when I miss Su being there to do my hair. I rubbed my eyes. I need to stop thinking about them! It's been years, Amu..
I opened the mirror and pulled out my tooth brush and tooth paste, squeezing out a little more than normal from the tube. It had been a while since I'd brushed.
Once that was done, I picked up my brush and pulled it through the tangles in my pink hair. I'd let it grow out since I had had the charas. Not because I wanted to, More because I was too lazy to go get it cut. Although now, it being down to my shoulder blades, it was a little too long. It got in the way. Sometimes when I eat, it gets in my food.
Then I walk around with mashed potatoes in my hair all day because my friends are douche bags. Besides Rima. She would tell me.
I think.
There was a knock; "Amu?" The cat boy's voice rang through the door. "Are you covered?"
I ran my fingers through my hair one last time, pushing the side bangs out of my face. "No. What do you want?"
The door opened, revealing Ikuto, in all his navy t-shirt and semi-skinny jeans glory, leaning against the frame. "Good." His smirk took over his entire face. The purple in his eyes had disappeared, and they were now the clearest, deepest blue I'd ever seen. Heat slowly crawled onto my face as he looked me over, yet I didn't move. I....
I li..
Lik..
No!
I pushed the blush back, crossing my arms like me not having pants on didn't bother me one bit. It did. But he would never get the satisfaction of knowing that if I could help it.
"What do you want?" I used my irritated tone. Usually it worked on him.
Ikuto's POV.
She was doing this on purpose. She must be. That white v-neck t-shirt is covering nothing!
With her arms crossed like that, her finally developed breasts pressed together and I could see the crease between them. I kept my face straight as the jeans I had on got the tiniest bit tighter.
Damn this girl.
I crossed my arms as well, meeting her honey gold eyes. "You really want to know?" You. On the floor. Right now.
She nodded, and her bangs fell into her face. I imaged those pink locks falling onto my chest as she bounced on top of my..
"Tell me." She demanded, tapping her foot. Dear god, thank you for finally turning her 18.
I took a peek at her legs. They were tanned from the summer sun, and still long and perfectly shaped. My eyes roamed upwards, finally hitting blue. Lord, how I want to..
"First, you tell me something." I smirked, catching her eyes again.
Her eyes rolled, willing me to ask. I chuckled. She was so cute. "You've brushed your teeth, correct?"
I watched as pink crept into her cheeks. It matched her hair perfectly. She looked like pure sex right now..
Fuck.
"Yes, Ikuto. I brushed my teeth." She sighed, uncrossing her arms and walking towards the door, towards me, to get to her room I guessed.
Here's my chance.
Normal POV.
Ikuto grabbed her around the waist as she walked past, pulling her to his chest. She let out a muffled grunt into his shoulder, because even through the years he still managed to be nearly a head taller than her. Amu pushed against his chest in her effortless attempt to free herself.
"Geh-off me!" Her face was still smashed into his body.
He laid his head on top of hers. She smelled like strawberries. "You asked what I wanted.." He whispered, wrapping one arm around her waist as the other twirled a pink strand of her hair.
It allowed Amu enough space to push her head back and look up at him, glaring. "Well do you know what I want?" She asked, hands still on his chest. She had to mentally stop herself from feeling across it; it felt hard as a brick and the bottom of her palms were hitting the first indent of his abs.
He shook his head as his hand dropped her hair, moving so the back of his index finger was slowly stroking her cheek. Amu noticed his hair fell into his face so much that his eyes were nearly completely shadowed. How she wanted to push it out of his face, but..
"You to get off me." She pushed herself away, and he allowed her to go. His smirk reappeared as he examined her bright red face.
"Are you lying, Amu?" He purred out her name and made her shiver. He always teased her like this. She had learned to control herself somewhat, but she couldn't completely stop the blushing and the shivering and the wanting.
Neither could you if a godlike boy was doing this to you!
But she didn't like him anymore. She was allowed to think someone was hot without liking them.
"No, I am not lying. I'm going to put some pants on." She pushed past him and walked back into her room, picking up a pair of jean shorts on the floor and putting them on. She couldn't smell them, so they therefore were clean enough to wear.
Amu's POV.
I turned back to the door as Ikuto walked in, acting like he owned the place. I rolled my eyes as I looked around the floor for flip flops.
"What were our plans, again?" I asked. I'd forgotten.
"We were going to go to that new movie you wanted to see." I turned back to him, and one of my flip flops was dangling from his finger as he smirked at me.
He hadn't changed much since back then. He'd gotten a little bigger, grown some muscle. Which I hadn't noticed he really needed until he got them. His features had sharpened, he'd grown a faint line of closely shaved sideburns. Not the conventional, old man sideburns. They were thinner, almost just a line, that came down to the sides of his jaw bone and followed his jawline for a millimeter or two. You wouldn't even notice them if you weren't paying attention. But that was mostly because his long hair covered most of it, besides right at his jawline. And sometimes he had a little stubble above and below his lips when he hadn't shaved in a while.
How I managed to notice that little bit escaped me.
I grabbed it from him, putting it on. I decided to keep the white t-shirt I had on, on too. It was hot outside and I'd be sweating anyway.
"Fine, since you won't leave me alone if I don't go." I grabbed my car keys from my dresser, but a hand stopped mine.
"I'm driving." Ikuto whispered into my ear. He dragged his fingertips across my arm before pulling away and walking out of my room.
I heard the front door open and close, then a car horn a minute later.
I stood there, suddenly noticing I needed to change my underwear before I left.
Damn cat.
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