Sasaz: Konbanwa minna-san~ :3

Ikuto: Yea yea, get on with the story.

Sasaz: *pouts* Mou, but I haven't tol-

Kukai: Where the hell did you go? Why the heck didn't you update this story sooner? WHY?

Rima: I'm sure now your readers won't read your fanfic anymore.

Yaya: YEA, do you know that everyone is waiting for the next chapter?! Yaya is also waiting for the next chapterrr!

Kairi: Calm down, Yuiki-san.

Sasaz: OKAY OKAY FINE! I'm sorry for not updating for what? 3 or 4 months? I don't know, I lost count of days! I mean, MONTHS! GRRR!

Amu: *sweatdropped* Sasaz doesn't own SHUGO CHARA!

Utau: Let's get it going with the story! *grabs Amu away*

Sasaz: *mumbling incoherent words* Stupid baka no Ikuto, Kukai, Yaya bla bla bla.. *nag nag nag* I'm just so busy and I can't get any new ideas bla bla bla..

Nagihiko: Just ignore that and get on with the story! :D


Chapter FOUR: Bottled Up Feelings

Xx~ Amu's POV ~xX

Okay here I am, sitting alone in a cafe after school.

...

Why am I sitting alone a cafe? Well, it's pretty simple, I would say. I'm thinking of a plan on how to continue our [me and Ikuto] plan to overcome our little conflict that happened just a few days ago in school, or the ROYAL GARDEN to be precise. UGH! I just don't know how to continue that stupid spontaneous plan of ours.

I got up from my table and spun around, heading towards the main door. And guess who I found?

BINGO!

Behold! It's my one and only...

''Hello there, Amu-koi ~'' Damn it. I hate this guy. I hate him until the day I die or even if I'm reincarnated again, I will always HATE HIM, that's my vow. I felt like I want to puke right in front of his damn it not-so-perfect face. ARGH! I. HATE. HIM. SO. DAMN. MUCH!

''Shut the hell up, Takiya and move out of my way.'' I simply walked past him but he yanked my right arm. I flinched at the very moment he pulled me to his side. I tried to free my right arm from his firm grip but it was futile. I'm so toast!

Graa, someone help me! T_T

''Let her go.'' Relief washed over me when I heard a husky voice which belongs to the one and only the oh-so-charming-and-perfect Tsukiyomi Ikuto.

''And what if I don't want to?'' Takiya smirk. I think he thought that his smirk is awesome when in reality, it can't even match with Ikuto's smirk, well, in my point of view of course. Ikuto's smirk is much much much more sexier than tha- WAIT! Let's just pretend that I didn't say anything.

''YOUCH!'' I yelped when Takiya made his grip on my arm harder. Ikuto growled and pulled me away from Takiya. I sighed in relief when I stumbled away from Takiya but I accidentally fell over.

IT SURE GONNA HURT LIKE HELL!

I closed both of my eyes, ready to feel the hard impact of the floor but I felt two slender and rather muscular arms pulled me before carrying me bridal style out of the cafe. And it was all history, well, with Takiya's presence of course. Yeyy! But...

''Whaa?'' I was utterly speechless. I opened my eyes and here I am, just got saved from the stupid and dumbass Takiya by Ikuto. And he's even carrying me bridal style. I think I'm gonna have a nosebleed and faint right here. Luckily, he interrupts my train of thoughts and so I didn't have to get a nosebleed or even faint, PHEWW!

''Are you okay, Amu?'' He asked me with concern filling his midnight blue orbs. I was speechless, again. He never showed his emotions too clearly, not to anyone and not even me.

''I think so but, OWW!'' I flinched when I touched my right arm where Takiya had gripped just now. I have a feeling that it is bruised so badly because with only a light touch, it already gave me the ultimate pain. GREAT, just the thing I needed from Takiya. I should've thanked him before I left the cafe. Ha ha, notice the sarcasm there? Good. Now, back to the main situation...

''I'll bring you home.'' He said and he brought me to his car. I just nodded weakly, my energy slowly fading away when I didn't go straight home after school and stayed at the cafe until 8 in the evening plus the paperworks the Guardians need to do and sum it up with fangirls tailing after me because of my 'relationship' with Ikuto. Ahh, sometimes, I hate my life.

15 minutes later...

''Amu, Amu.. Wake up.'' I groaned in a sleepy manner.

''5 more minutes, mama..'' I froze and woke up with slight alarmed look. No, mama's gone. Then, who's talking to me? Realization struck me. I slowly lifted my gaze and met the midnight blue eyes that always made me wanting to gaze into that very eyes again and again.

''I'm not your 'mama'.'' Ikuto chuckled when I glared at him. The glare I gave to him started to falter away when I felt this melancholy feeling attacking me, uh oh, Amu.. Don't you dare cry right here, right now. No, hold your tears, baka!

''Hey, Amu.. Why are you crying?'' I turned my head away, trying to wipe the tears away. I heard him sighed and he pulled me into a hug. I guess, I can't stop from crying anymore. No, I'm tired of hiding my feelings. My feelings had been bottled up waaaaay too long and I just need someone to hear my story, to hug me when I'm sad, to be by my side when I'm crying and yada yada yada. I'm not in the mood to continue my speech just now.. T.T

''Shh, it's okay. Don't cry..'' He continued to whisper soothing words into my ears. I tried to stop and thank GOD I'm only sobbing right now.

''Arigatou... Ikuto-kun.'' I whispered to him before I felt the world go dark.

Xx~ Ikuto's POV ~xX

She looks so... vulnerable. And the fact that her glare faltered when she started to realize she just called me 'mama' plus when she cried like she... she... she had been bottling up her feelings for a long time made me worried sick.

By any chance, do we... share the same experience? Being an orphan in such a young age? I.. Well, I better not jump into conclusions.

''Arigatou... Ikuto-kun.'' My heartbeat went rampaging at my ribs when I heard her say those lines. How... how the hell does this girl manage to make me feel anything like this? HOW?

Simple. It's called LOVE. L-O-V-E, L O V E, LOVE! LOVE for pete's sake! Sometimes I wonder why the hell are you so dumb, eh dumb-dumb head?

Eh? Okay, my conscience is talking to me, again.

The hell? I'm not your conscience! I'd prefer to be called, Inner-Ikuto! :D

Okay, my inner-side is talking to me, again.

Much, much, much better. ARIGATOU, well, let's get back to the main topic... You see, you're currentl-

Naah, dorky inner-side, I'll listen to you some other times. Right now, I gotta get Amu back to her house safe and sound.

Ah? Is that sooooo...? Don't forget to give our Amu a goodnight kiss, okay? =3=

What? She's not yours! She's mine, M-I-N-E! Mi- ...

Nuh uh uh~ She ain't yours if you ain't telling her about your damn it feelings :P

I simply ignore my inner-self. How the hell did my inner-self tricked me into... almost confessing my feelings for Amu...? Ah, forget it! She won't accept me, she alread- wait, just forget everything I said.

I entered her house and went to her bedroom. As I stand up after laying her down on her bed, she suddenly pulled the hem of my shirt.

''I'm.. scared.. Mama.. Papa.. Ami.. Why did you leave me?'' She whined and pulled me into a hug. I was speechless, dumbfounded? That's definitely a yes. She's hugging me so tight, as if she's scared to let me go. Ah, Ikuto, let's be nice to her and play along.

Are you sure you're just being all nice or...

Shut the hell up inner-side =.=

Ah, you're no fun, Iku-chan! :I

Shut up, I need some rest!

Hai, oyasuminasai, Iku-chan!

Grr, I guess, a lot of explaining are needed tomorrow morning. Who cares? I'm sleepy... My eyelids are getting droopy..

''Amu, I can't deny that I like you... a lot.'' I whispered before falling into a deep sleep, snuggling closer to Amu who hugged me tighter in return. For the first time in years, I smiled.


Sasaz: Gomen, I know I'm late. I really am sorry for the late update! Kyaa, I hope none of my readers lose their interest in my story! *sobs*

Kairi: Sasaz-san, don't worry. I'm sure they'll understand.

Sasaz: *sniff sniff* Okay, I'm really hoping for reviews to come! Anyways, the holiday is comin' so expect me to update soon.. :3

Yaya: R&R please !