Dancing with the devil
AMU POV
It was a hot, blazing summer. The music blaring and booming at its highest point. My hips shaking timidly with the beat. My arms rapped around Ikuto's neck. My heart going *THUMP* *THUMP* *THUMP*. I looked at his smirking face, taunting me. His arms rapped around my waist. I squealed a little at the contact. "Looking good, Amu… move a little to the right, love."
His hands guided me to direction. "Stop the music! I can't do this anymore!" I yelled over the music. "WHAT!" he replied, slightly cupping his hand over his ear, smirking. He was doing this on purpose! I wriggled out of his grab and walked over to the stereo.
He came behind me grabbing my waist, stopping me from turning the music off. "'Member the deal, Amu? You cannot touch this stereo, it's the new one… and I can't afford your clumsy mistakes."
"No! It's to embarrassing!" I yelled, fidgeting under his grasp. "What was that love? The music's to loud." He stated calmly, loosing his grasp. "Ok, if you can't hear me I'll turn the music down." I advanced and turned it off.
Then turned around and smirked. He glared at me playfully and advanced. I stepped out of the way and into the wall. He looked at me and then my lips. "You're going to be punished for that, you know. I was enjoying that dance." I blushed a perfect light crimson red. He stepped closer and captured my lips. It was pure bliss, and I'll never forget that night…. (INSERT BLUSH!)
STRAWBERRI: IT"S TOO SHORT!!!! SORRY!! THANKS FOR READING! REVIEW PLEASE!!!!!!