Teirra: Hola, Friends! Was I moving too fast last chapter, or too slow? Does it matter? I just realized, I really could careless, I'm so happy right now. My birthday's coming up soon, the party is this Saturday (Valentine's Day), and I was recently told that my fifteen year old sister is getting a puppy for her early birthday (which is in March). *-*; She wants to name it Moo. Like, Moo-Cow.

Furthermore, I just came up with this really good idea to see how much my reviewers really know me. Just give me the best answer with your reviews if you choose to do so.

*Train in the corner reading over his OCS*

Train: ^~^ Mmm…You have a thing for Black Cats, huh?

Ikuto: Amen, Brother. *high fives*

Teirra: No freakin' duh! And my lucky number, ironically, is thirteen. Eheh. Maybe that's my problem. Yeah, you got it pretty flipping sweet in that story.

Train: If that's what you call it.

BC Nari: What was that?

(Teirra; Seriously, when did you get here?)

Train: Nothing!

Teirra: Anyway, before any more of my random characters pop up, I just want to say, it's freakin pointless to continually say the disclaimer, because you guys know I don't own this Manga/Anime!

And Kudos to The author of Stolen, Shugo chara Amuto fanfic. I'm in love with it, so much so you've inspired me. (can't remember your name, tho, Sorry! Don't Kill Ikuto!!!!! NOOOO!!!!! No tragedy, no tragedy!)

And I should probably say that this chapter will have my first Lime in it, so don't hate it too badly. I don't have experience in this field, not even in real life, or in any books I've read. (I believe Lime means Make-out. At least, that's what Samaru says, but she enjoys Lemons, which I totally know the meaning of, and She kinda freaks me out sometimes, so If I'm wrong, don't shoot me.)

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\\Ame's PoV\\

I was melting. I was a motionless marionette in his arms, besides the slow movements of my lips. It was an amazing experience, so much so, I completely forgot that he was only doing it to heal my eyes.

He accomplished it. I was completely cured. In fact, I could say I was seeing better than ever. But then, I closed my eyes to enjoy it.

If I thought his smell was good, I obviously hadn't tasted him yet. I was drunk on it. I was getting some serious reactions from him, and I was extremely grateful to him when he didn't push me away when he realized my sight was better. Was he enjoying this as much as I was? Or just going along with it to double-check?

Is it just me, or was he getting aggressive?

I felt my tail unfurl and my ears pop up, only to flatten against my skull as I found myself leaning back. My arms pulled behind me, feeling for the wall, and I crawled back, not once letting him release me from his dark hold. When my back finally reached the wall, and Ikuto was somewhat on top of me, I felt something in my chest that made me think of the curling monster.

I began to purr.

He quivered as I twisted my fingers into his dark hair, laughing. The chirp in my purr unquestionably satisfied him to an eternal extent. I groaned inwardly, aware that he was gradually making my heart beat it's euphoria.

His tongue ran over the seam of my lips eagerly, seeking a way to enter. My lips parted forcefully as his tongue slipped in. His hands gripped my shoulders, tilting my head back, and he seemed to have found a sensitive patch of nerves in my mouth. My back arched like a cat, understandably, as his hand trailed upward under both my shirt and tank-top…

I moaned his name between a humanly exchange of breath, before he resumed his quest for my 'healing'.

Is it a bad time to say that my sister Amu was right next door? She'd stayed home from school too, because today was a Weather Day for her middle school, and that possibly, she could hear me doing something over here? Wouldn't it totally suck if she had cracked the door just to see what it was that I was doing? Then rushed in, demanding to know what the hell I was doing?

Busted.

Ikuto swore as he turned away from me, teeth formed into that of an angry snarl. He faced the wall as I slowly disentangled my fingers from his hair, a blush covering my whole face. But I didn't flinch or let my head hang as I gazed at her.

Her gold eyes reflected amusement. "Well, Ame, I'm quite surprised by this…'Position' you're in." She covered a laugh with her hand, then she couldn't help but laugh hysterically. I sighed in relief. Amu wouldn't give me up to mom or dad. I wouldn't be allowed outside my house ever again if dad ever found out about what Ikuto just did to me. "Wow, is all I can say right now."

Ikuto slumped slightly, and his face relaxed. He was fighting a smirk. It seemed he knew something I didn't. "Well, dear sister, I can't express to you how wrong this really looks from what it's intention really was." I mumbled. "Please don't tell Dad."

"You're no one to talk right now, Ame." she teased. "Whatever the reason is, it's probably a good one." I'm glad she'd come over her hissy fit from a few days ago. "Not a bad choice either."

I heard Ikuto mumble something, a smile on his lips I'd so recently tasted. Something like, "Just stick with Muko."

Gently, and with great reluctance, I nudged Ikuto off of me, and sat over the side of the bed. For a moment, I realized we'd gone from first base to third in a matter of seconds. First base comforting hug, second base deep kiss, third base touchy feely crap, and for a mere second my mind went to fourth base, and quickly shut it out.

Out the corner of my eye I saw Ikuto turned away, a hand over his mouth. "You two think the same things."

I glared at Amu. "You perverted little--" Wait a minute. I rounded on him. "You never told me how you did that."

"I…um, was a tad bit preoccupied, Ame." He reminded me, and Amu smirked. "But I said I would, and I guess I have no choice now." his crooked smile blinded me for a heart-stopping moment. He glanced at Amu uncertainly. "You need to leave. I told Muko I wouldn't drag you into this."

Her face brightened visibly. "Muko talked about me?"

"Yes, Muko talked about her?" I narrowed my eyes. Something about the way that sounded didn't go well in my mind. Something about Muko made me very wary.

"And you have a right to be so, Ame. Now, Out with you, Kohai." She pursed her lips at the word he'd called her, but, not able to disobey her sempai, she turned on heel and shut the door behind her. "Alright." Throwing a glance over his shoulder, he called, "Daja, come here for a second, will you?"

After all this time, the thing that has been watching me for the past five days came into focus.

A Shugo Chara. No freakin' way. But he didn't look like a Shugo Chara. It was a floating sphere of metallic substance, with a few random buttons, about four different camera lenses, three lights, red, blue, and green, and a glowing band of dark blue around it's center.

"Daja was assigned to me to help me out. I can't tell you what for yet, but I have a really good feeling why I stuck him with you for the past few days."

Staring blankly at the lens that focused and refocused on me, I asked, "And how does he help you hear thoughts?"

"He has everything to do with electronics, internet, computer, TV, phone, you name it. He also can pick up on the brainwaves people emit when thinking. Thus, he translates them, and sends them to me. What he hears, I hear. What he sees, I see."

"So that means, you've been--" I've been changing clothes in front of Daja!

Ikuto chuckled, eyes never leaving my face. "Uh-huh. But it's not like it's anything worse than what we just did, right? I mean…I Just gave you the other set of power I have." he murmured quietly.

Which means he's stuck with me for the rest of his life.

The way he said this next part made me feel weird, like he wasn't being serious. "Don't worry about it. If it's you, I guess it's okay. After all, We were only being friendly--"

Someone pounded on the door. "Ame, some men in suits just pulled up in the driveway! They say their from 'Easter'. They want to discuss with you about a record deal. Don't you already have one of those?" Amu asked, perplexed.

Ikuto stiffened. "Kurega must have come to get you to meet the Director. He's after your Humpty Lock." He stood up and pulled me to my feet. "We have to go, now!"

"Ame?" Amu cried uncertainly. "I don't like these guys."

I paused, then whispered, "I'll go and make him think I'm thinking it over--the recording deal. Then he can deal with me another time, but I won't leave Amu here." Whatever the reason they were here for, if I didn't go quietly, they might harm Amu, from what I've heard about Easter. She has four Charas. Four times the pain.

He really wanted to bolt. I saw it outlined in every contour of his muscles. He was tensed and ready to flee. "I can't be here with you. I'm already in trouble as it is." He let go of me, and quietly slid the veranda door open, waiting for the moment to time the escape. "Yoru, get ready. Daja, stay with Ame." He commanded.

"I'm coming, Amu!" I shouted through my door, making myself presentable in my mirror, taking the lock off and tossing it to Ikuto, who glared at me in a way that said 'bad idea', but he tucked it away into his pocket. I opened my door, gave Ikuto a lasting look. He winked, smiling crookedly. "C'mon Ame, show me your acting skills." he meant that literally.

Karasu was superfluously excited about this. Her special skill was to make me as professionally professional as I could be in anything I did. Including acting.

Amu gave me this worried look as I came out, a smiling drama mask pinning my hair up on the side of my hear. "I don't like the looks of them." She murmured truthfully.

I rubbed her bubblegum pink hair with a smile. "No worries." She smiled, slightly reassured.

See? Professional acting.

Teirra: alright, Quizzy quiz quiz.

Q: My penname is 'Hana Teirra' because,

A) Samaru thought it sounded weird and told me it fit me

B) It's my actual name translated to Japanese

C) It was totally random, and I found it online

D) All of the above

Which of these answers is correct?

Train: I think it's A. Samaru creeps me out, and it's like her to say that.

Ikuto: it's C, because Teirra is so random, she goes up and hugs the stupid little sixth graders who hate her guts.

Train: A

Ikuto: C

Teirra: It's R, people, for Rate and Review! I look back on this now and realize it's really short. ^^; Oh well. Love it anyway.

Train: it's A, you stupid Stray!

Ikuto: Hello? Stray much? If I'm not mistaken, you were Black Cat before I was!

BC Nari: Want to go get a smoothie?

Ame: Yeah, let's go.

*they leave*

Teirra: Wait! Take me with you!