ShugoPrincess: This may get a lit graphic nad for various reasons I have created my own rating for my stories and I don't care what you other people say or think!!! My stories are rated 'X'
Amu: *shakes head in disbelief* Crazy!!!
Ikuto: ShugoPrincess Does not own Shugo Chara.
Christmas Wishes
Chapter 4: Tell Me What You Want For Christmas
Amu's POV
"You're still stupid." I said looking down. Ikuto's hand was curved around my thigh. His thumb was drawing on the inside of my thigh. "You shouldn't be so mean, you hurt my feelings." I scoffed. "Yeah because I should care about your feelings. It's not as if you cared about my feelings…ever." I said letting my bottom lip pout. Ikuto traced my lips with his thumb, I looked at him. "You're right, I was being an insensitive jerk. And I should've tried a different approach….I apologize." I wrapped my arms across my chest. "Sorry for what?" I asked. "I'm sorry for being an insensitive jerk, and making fun of you and….." his eyes were dark jewels; enchanting. "Apology not accepted." I said smugly. Ikuto;s arms dropped and I walked to my clothes. Ikuto's hand caught my wrist and sun me around o face him. His eyes were no longer dark jewels, they were blue fire. "I apologize to you and you just blow me off." Ikuto's voice was low and furious. "Yeah, kind of like when I told ou that I love you and all you did was laugh in my face and make fun of me. Do you even know how that I feel?! No of course you don't! You're just a sex-crazed idiot. You don't even hace the gall to apologize on your own. You are such an arrogant, selfish asshole!" my anger flowed out of me. Ikuto's grip tightened on me, "You're a sad dillusional, self centered, spoiled little bitch who thinks the world revolves around you!!! In all reality it doesn't." Ikuto's words cut me deeper than any knife. "You're right; the world doesn't revolve around me, it…" my voice broke and tears streamed down my cheeks. Ikuto let go of me. "Amu you really are a spoiled brat." Ikuto was clearly disguted. I stood on the threshold between my room and the bathroom. I walked to my room and pulled a pair of shorts and a spaghetti strap from my bag. "Amu, dinner's ready." My mom's voice came from outside my door. "I'll be out in a few." I said wiping away the tears. "Okay." I made sure my face did not betray me and I went down staris. I sat across from Ikuto; I never looked up and if I did, I dodn't look directly at Ikuto.
I stayed up until ten just watching t.v. "Night mom, night dad." I yawned and walked upstairs. I was almost crawling to bed when I opend my door.
Ikuto's POV
8: 30 a.m. Christmas Eve
I rolled over in my bed. Something warm was next to me. I wrapped my arms around it and pulled it closer to me. It was soft and warm and it smelled good. It squirmed….? I opened my eyes. The first thing I saw was two round….breasts. I must be dreaming. I looked around, then I saw a tuft of pink. Amu? I leaned over to see clearly. It was Amu, when did she come in here? Why did she come in here? Amu mumbled something and rolled over. Her hair was a messy array around her face. There was a faint shadow across her petite face. She mumbled again and snuggled closer to me. "…love you….." her voice was breathless and quiet. Amu continued. "Santa….Christmas….." Her voice drifted out. Santa? "Amu tell me wht you want for Christmas." I coaxed to the sleep-talking girl. "Secret," "You can tell me anything." I whispered. Her lips parted in protest, "If I tell you it won't come true Santa." I traced the smooth planes of her lips, her nose, her cheeks, her eyelids and her lips again. "Sweet daring Amu, you can tell me anything. I can make your deepest wishes come true. Tell me, what do you want for Christmas?" The single word that left her lips stunned me, "Ikuto." The elation in her voice was clear. A carin, loving ring to her voice shocked me further. I withdrew my arms from around her, in turn her arms wrapped around my waist. "I love him so much but it hurts even more now than it did ever. What would Ikuto want for Christams?" I leaned in to whisper to her, "Amu," She mumbled a question, "What does he want?" I looked at Amu. So sweet, not exactly innocent, not the way she looks – making me fantasize about her and those dirty thoughts that push up in to my mind every time I see her – but all the same I answered her question again. "Ikuto wants you." It was strange saying myown name to explain. "M'kay." Amu sighed and fell asleep muttering about chocolate and me and other things. I shook my head and walked to the bathroom, I needed a shower. I walked back to my room to get a towel, no towels. I looked around. No Amu, alright then towels wouldn't be necessay.
ShugoPrincess: Yes well another chapie has been finished!!! BOO YA!!
Ikuto: coughcoughnutjobcoughcough.