(Amu's POV)

"We became a couple last night."

After hearing this statement, my eyes opened wide in complete surprise and my mind went whirling. I was happy, but Ikuto could just be playing some sort of sick joke. There are people like that in this world. Ikuto is one of them.

He walked over and sat down on the edge of my bed beside me. I searched his features for any hint of him lying or playing around. There wasn't. He was completely serious. However, I could not trust his features.

"Are you serious?" I asked him. He nodded. He looked at me curiously and smiled a bit. "What?" I asked.

"Nothing," he replied. "It's just that I thought you would go 'ehhhhh?!!' and all that," he said.

I laughed a little and it hurt my head. "I'm not a little kid anymore," I said. "Oh, I know…" he said in a very provoking manner. I eyed him suspiciously but let it go.

"Getting back on track…exactly how did we become a couple?" I asked as calmly as possible. Is it healthy to be that happy in the morning with a killer hangover?

He scratched his head and started, "Well… Ok, let's see if you remember this." He bent over and huskily whispered in my ear," Is your hair naturally blue?"

I blushed furiously and then in an instant, it all came back to me.

Flashback

(Normal POV)

She headed down to the bar in a hurry, mumbling and cursing all the way. She had a really bad day, and the only thing she was looking forward to right now was a good, strong drink.

2 hours, he found her sulking on the bar counter, extremely drunk and cursing at the bar tender. "Lady, I can't give you any more. You're as drunk enough as it is," he was trying to tell her. She waved his words away and just said,"Hai, hai. Just one more sake, mister."

He came up to her and said," Amu?" She looked at him and smiled drunkenly.

"Well if it isn't Ikuto Tsukiyomi," she slurred out. Her cheeks were flushed; she had a cup of sake in her hand, and was sitting unsteadily, occasionally swaying on her stool.

"Want some?" she asked him, indicating towards the sake bottle. He sat down on the stool next to her and took the sake bottle from her hand and told her, "I think you've had enough, Amu." She leaned towards him and purred into his ear, "So tell me, Ikuto. Is your hair naturally blue?"

He gulped as he watched her swing to and fro on her stool, humming. She was very vulnerable right now, and the more she played around, the more Ikuto was aware of the way her clothes rode up and exposed most of her skin. It was bad enough that she was drunk, but just she had to be wearing mini mini skirt.

She leaned on his shoulder and toyed with his hair."What's the matter, Iiikuutoo?" she stretched his name out. He gulped again and sat rigidly, his back completely straight, his hands balled into tight fists on his lap. She noticed his sitting position and put her arms around his shoulders and pressed herself even closer to him. "Hehe. You're warm…" she slurred and then trailed off as she fell asleep. Ikuto caught her in his arms before she fell and sighed.

He hauled Amu onto his back as gently as he could and said to the bar tender, "Ossan, put her bill on my tab." The bar tender nodded in acknowledgement and Ikuto turned around and left the bar.

Amu was blubbering to him, mumbling incoherent sentences every now and then. "Man, you're light. Are you eating properly?" Ikuto asked her.

"Ehhh… Does it matter to you?" Ouch. That stung him.

"Of course it matters. You need to eat properly," he said.

"Hmph! I don't want to hear that from you, Ikuto. Last time I visited, all you were living on was instant ramen," she scowled. He turned round a corner and saw her house.

"Oi. That's your house right?" he asked her. Of course, he knew it was her house. He'd been there millions of times just to watch her sleep. Yeah, he knew it sounded disturbing, but they seemed like good ideas at the time.

She answered his question with a dignified grunt. Ikuto could not help but chuckle. She was so cute when she was mad.

He entered through the gate and shut it behind him. As he climbed up the stairs of her front porch, he asked her for the key.

"Back pocket," she mumbled. He gulped.

"Amu. Give me the key." She groaned, obviously irritated.

"You get it," she grumbled. Ikuto swallowed again and cleared his throat.

"Amu, unless you want me to get the key from your back pocket, which technically mean that I have to feel up your ass, I suggest you get yourself and save yourself from embarrassment when you're sober again."

"Left back pocket," she said lazily persisted.

Ikuto sighed. This was pure torture. He reached out behind him and fished out her key from the back pocket of her rather tight, might he add, denim skirt. As he successfully recovered the key, he felt the hem of her skirt, barely covering her rear. Just how short is her skirt?!!

He finally unlocked her front door and realized that he was unconsciously holding his breath. He sighed once again and shook his head.

He entered the dark house and flipped the lights on. "Amu, we're here," he told her. She was sleeping on his back now, so he brought her upstairs to her room.

He placed her gently on her bed, removed her shoes and socks, trying as best as he could not to wake her. He looked at her, thinking how beautiful she had become over the years. He brushed her pink bangs away from her face and watched fall back into place. He loved the way her bangs did that. He stroked her cheek and then straightened up to leave.

As he turned around, he felt a warm hand softly grab his arm before he completely turned. His eyes widened in surprise. Was she awake all this time? He watched her lips part and form the two words he always wished to hear from her. Her were eyes pleading, her soft voice was dangerously alluring.

"Please stay."

CLIFFHANGER!! BWAHAHAHAHAHA!! I am evil, am I not? *evil grin*

This chappy was still pretty short, but it is a bit longer than the last one, so I'm improving!

And a special thanks to those who reviewed! If you have any suggestions for the story, send 'em now 'cz this is a work in process. I'd love to hear any ideas 'cuz honestly, I'm suffering from a bit of writers block here *sweat drops* -.-'

The next chapter might take a while because of my *cough* current condition *cough*, so please forgive ^^