Teirra: M'kay. I'm writing right now in the middle of the day. I got really sick before the Winter Jam concert, and it got worse over the weekend, so I stayed home on Monday (Today). It's all cool, though, cuz I'm getting better. ^^

Ame: ØØ Are you faking it?

Teirra: Nope.

*Nari walks in from Teirra's Black Cat story (not her Kingdom Hearts Nari)*

Nari :She's totally faking it.

Teirra: So Cruel! Go back to Train, Phoenix!

Nari:ØØ

Ame: Hey, where'd Ikuto go?

Nari: She made him go get her an aspirin.

Ame: How do you know that?

Nari: Psychic. Anyway, Teirra doesn't own anything about Shugo Chara (except for this itty bitty key chain of Ikuto Samaru's supposed to be getting her for her birthday off of Ebay.) Yada, yada, yada…

//Ikuto's PoV//

"That's what I'm trying to say, Yuuta-kun, it's impossible! There are no other guy in this city with a cat chara, much less with red eyes!" I hissed into the phone receiver. It'd been two days since I'd rushed out of my step-father's office. I had been trying my best to keep myself away from everyone of Easter, including Muko, so they didn't catch on to my anxiety. I was already probably getting the Doll as soon as I went back, and that would be insanely bad. So bad, I'd probably have to go ahead and take precautions to keep the Under safe.

"But, Ikuto-kun! It's unprecedented! Never has that once happened before, at least, not recorded! I'm checking out my book right now, and it's saying, 'Sorry, illness does not match database.' And my book never lies!" She growled, flustered. "The only thing I can think of is to check with Master's book, and see if he knows anything, but I wont get that thing for another three months. By that time, she'll… well, I don't know what will happen. I say, you go ahead and get it over with!" She huffed, and I felt her put her head down on a table.

"What if I make it worse?" I said darkly, keeping my voice low incase someone heard. My step-father probably had someone watching, and Yoru was outside the pay-phone in the cold, just to make sure if he did. "You've heard the stories of when that happens--it's everyday life for female cat Chara owners. It happens, then they move on. But seeing how we don't know what to do, She could be killing herself from the inside out. And if I did that I could really kill her."

"Or you could be blocking it out, and could just make her go through that everyday process." I began to argue once more, but she cut me off. "Look, just go ask her if she's seeing anyone other than you who's a cat guy, okay? This could all be a misunderstanding." She said reasonably. "In the meantime, I'll inform Teirra that you might be Dolled. She won't like it, but…It's necessary." She whispered.

I closed my eyes. And I won't like it either. Teirra's method's of shutting someone up about the Under were…how do you say this?…'head-splittingly' torturous.

I grinned, despite myself, for my good choice of words, then quickly let it drop. "Alright, be careful. If Easter comes around you, let me know."

Weakly, she murmured, "Roger, Ikuto-kun." And hung up.

I put the phone back in it's holder, then stepped out into the frigid air, seeing that the snow had completely covered the sidewalk of the streets of my city. I was skipping school right now. Muko had called me earlier to reprimand me, but it was only to say that Ame hadn't shown up either. Apparently, she was extremely busy at her recording studio, jumping up and down with excitement as she'd persuaded her mom to let her go work again, as long as she kept on with school.

How did Muko know about that? Well, he'd 'accidentally' stumbled upon Amu, her younger sister, this morning, and had gotten positive signals from her.

From what he'd expressed, I think she was purely infatuated with him, to his pleasure.

Anami Shiro was grumbling. He wasn't happy that I knew about Ame. He had been hoping that he'd get to her first, or that I'd never even know her name, for that matter. He definitely saw her as a valuable resource, but anything further, well… it's hard to tell right now…

I shook my head, glancing in the window of a shop. My own reflection stared back at me, framed by the white glow of the streets. Really now, how could this awe-inspiring male model have come up as second place in popularity with White-tan? I chuckled slightly, and put my hands in my pockets.

Body hugging jeans, but not skater jeans-tight, black in color with the faintest gray highlights where they'd been faded out from use. They looked soft over toned muscles, and I couldn't help but wonder where I'd had the time to actually acquire them. Narrowed hips, Nice chest and abs, hidden by my black button up shirt that was partially buttoned on the top, and one button loosed on the bottom. You could almost call the color navy blue when the light hit it right. A black jacket was being tugged gently by the wind, ruffling the white fur on the hood, that completely hid my face.

My face was pale, with the hint of weariness in the sheen of my flawless skin, framed by my dark sapphire colored hair. My eyes were endlessly black right now, and I couldn't help but growl. Why did they have to be so flippin' dark?

Yoru startled me out of my reserved observation. "We got a tail. He's the Easter guy that hangs around the second floor laboratory."

I racked my brain for a name. "Kurega. He's slow, so we're good for now, but just in case, we'll take the express lane. We're going to Ame's."

Yoru grinned on my shoulder. He loved the express lane. "We're taking the Subway?"

I sighed. I on the other hand, did not like the Subway. Too crowded, and it felt like I was in a box. But, because it was unlike me to do so, and it was really fast, it might just shake Kurega.

"Yes, Yoru. We're taking the Subway."

\\Ame's PoV\\

I heard my stomach growling. I was hungry, but I didn't dare stop myself from taking my nap, because I was so dead-beat tired, I couldn't help it, so I graciously fell into the soft fluffy comforter of my bed. I wanted nothing more than to lay here for the rest of eternity and just sleep.

Mina slept on my pillow as I brought the covers up over my head, and Karasu was busy working on designing my outfit for a talk show I was going on tomorrow. My manager, Steven, just frowned at me when I came back, then sighed and took my music sheets this morning. I didn't mind. We all knew he was happy on the inside. That's just who Steven was.

And whatever had been following me around for the past five days followed me wherever I went in the city. That creepy feeling only left me when I was in the restroom. Which, I'm glad of.

But it didn't bother when I changed clothes. In fact, I think it pays more attention then than it ever does.

yawned, I pulled my hair out of the pony tail I'd elaborately put it in, so it came out in a tangled mess. I yanked it out from behind my neck and smoothed it out by straightening it with my fingers.

I was this close to sleep when I heard a light tap on my veranda glass door.

Before I could feel confused, Karasu cried gleefully, "I'll get it!" And unlocked the door. Here we go.

I pulled my head out of the bed and, upon smelling who it was, I groaned and sank back down. "Oh, no."

The scent was seriously infuriating. I hated the fact that all my will to rebel against him was immediately squashed under a fiery reign of vanilla, honey, and lilac.

"Don't be too excited." Ikuto said sarcastically. "You might have a heart attack."

I sat up and leaned against my wall at my back, propping the pillow up--knocking Mina off in the process, with a yowl of protest from her part--to lessen the strain on my back. "Why are you here?" I accused. Karasu blissfully examined Ikuto with curious green eyes, the artist in her obviously impressed by his handsomeness, if somewhat frustrated. I would be too, if I had to draw him; that face would drive anyone crazy who tried to get it just perfect. Nothing could compare to the real thing.

" I came to see how your eyes are doing."

My eyebrows came together in a bewildered frown. "My eyes? They're just fine. Why?"

With a bored expression he came and stood by my bed. He flipped his hood off his head, and dusted the snow off of him. Yoru took a flying leap at Mina, who snarled, and they rolled off my bed to scuffle under it.

With a unflinching black gaze, and with no apparent second thought, he sat down beside me, grabbed my face under my chin with one of his hands, the other on the side of my face, and tilted my head upward. "Hold still." He murmured, and I stopped struggling. I gave up trying to fight his Aroma, realizing that it got as much use as trying to cross the ocean without a boat.

His face was dangerously within my blushing range, and rightfully, so, I turned red. I only saw the black of his eyes, saw distant stars within them, and that was it. I couldn't help it, but I was falling for Ikuto more and more with every little thing he did. Shiro was a receding wave on the beach of my crushes.

"I'm going to test something. Depending on how you react determines…what I do next." he sounded slightly unsure, as if he was still deciding whether or not to do the test.

What am I, a magic eight ball?

He heard my inner thought, and grinned devilishly, perfect white teeth gleaming with mischief. "Maybe I should shake you up." he murmured, and slipped an arm around my waist to begin his joke. He pulled me to him, and I felt his hand running up and down my back, inside my shirt.

So perverted!

His smirk deepened. "You really are my open book, you know that?"

I tried to hold up my hands, but realized I wasn't moving, so I said, "Wait a minute. First tell me how you're hearing my thoughts!" I was definitely perturbed, so I was doing my best to stall him. Whatever he planned on doing, it was along the lines of 'shaking me up'. Uh-oh.

He cocked his head to the side, smile beaming as he narrowed his eyes playfully. "Oh, that? It would be easier to show you than to tell you." He murmured secretively, tracing the curve of my lips gently with the tip of his fingernail. My heart sped up, big-time. "I'll show you…after I've completely surrendered your fighting chance…" he said seductively with his deep, rich voice.

He was making the simplest motions on my back, completely fulfilling the last thing he said--though he'd already done that earlier, only now, he was doing it a lot sexier. It was easy to tell that he was removing my shirt. I had a tank-top underneath (which he didn't move, thank goodness), because my top shirt was white and see-through.

As soon as my heart began to race, as soon as Ikuto flipped the switch in me to turn the lights on and wake the monster, filling my chest with that tingly, warm sensation, my vision faltered, turning everything a shade grayer. Duller color, almost as if a blanket of fog had covered my eyes.

But it disappeared when my heart calmed down.

Ikuto frowned, eyeing me curiously.

And then, we began his test.

Teirra: Mmm…Kay. Next chapter is gonna be fun to write! I can feel it in my bones! Woot, go Writers!

*Nari (The one from her Kingdom Hearts story) Pushes the other Nari out of her seat*

KH Nari: My seat. It's next to Ikuto.

(Teirra: when did you get here?)

BC Nari; Uh, excuse me? *Pushes her back* I don't think so. Don't you have to go back to Riku now? He's awfully lonely back on your island.

(Teirra: Guys! Stop it! You're scaring people!)

KH Nari: Oh yeah, well, what about Train, huh? Don't you have to be there when he gallantly swoops in to save you? Huh? He can't do that if you're here.

*sparks are definitely flying*

Ikuto: *Sweat dropping* uh… I got to go now. *leaves as stealthily as possible*

Teirra: Okays, people! Let's R&R (No, not Rest and Relax, cuz if you're doing that, who will Rate and Review?) I can take some OC's and some filler suggestions, if that's cool with you! And, I'm not entirely sure on how long it'll be to end this story. Definitely past 25 chapters, that much is (possibly) certain It could be a whole lot longer, depends on how many wont be bored with it by then.

And, what is Ikuto thinking in that last sentence?

Ikuto: Wait, what am I thinking? *raises Eyebrows*

*Ame, who was looking over next chapter's script, tosses it to him* : Read the script.

Ikuto: …You're kidding me!

Teirra: read the next chapter to find out! (Script is subject to not be what you're all thinking!!)