I do not own Shugo Chara…..
Chap 8
The two young people had soon left the crowds of the city, and headed to the quietness of the park. The conversation was light with Amu asking about Ikuto's travels over the past five years nonstop and the young man attempting to keep up with her speed to the best of his ability when answering her.
"Ne, Ikuto?" she said, leaning against a tree, "What really brought you back to Japan?" she turned her dreamy amber gaze towards the ocean beneath them.
A gentle breeze blew upon the cliff and swirled around Amu.
Ikuto studied the girl's profile. She really has gotten pretty. He thought, reaffirming his observation from earlier. Her build was much more mature, that much was certain. He smirked. The almost imperceptible delicateness she had possessed as an elementary student; had blossomed into the beauty that she had now. Her hair had darkened slightly and now fell to her waist. The evening breeze tugged at it gently, making her look almost unreal….Her eyes held a distant, dreamy look. The steady gaze spoke of a girl who longed to travel and experience so many different things. Suddenly, in the gentle evening light, Ikuto no longer saw her as the tomboy girl who didn't know who she was, but rather, as a young woman, certain enough about who she truly was to lose her Shugo Chara, but, uncertain enough to have a lingering doubt hidden in her eyes that only those who watched her closely could see. She wanted to travel the world and meet new people, start a brand new adventure. Ikuto could see that as clearly as she stood in front of him.
Ikuto smiled and walked towards her. Amu heard his footstep and met his eyes, "Yes?"
The young man said nothing. Instead, he braced his hand right above her and inserted the other into his pocket. Disregarding her earlier question, Ikuto bent over and whispered, "Now we really are all alone." He smirked. "We should have stayed in town. No one else is around…." He bent even closer, "Who knows what will happen." He grinned and grabbed her shoulders, pulling her into his chest and rested his forehead on hers, "Amu."
She looked up into his eyes.
"You have pushed me beyond my limit. I can't resist anymore." He whispered and wrapped on arm around her waist, while the other rested in the middle of her back, "Only you can do this to me."
Amu was very much aware of how and where he held her. She blushed, her hands were already on his chest.
"Ikuto?" she said, confused.
He smiled, "Don't say anything. Just don't." he gently commanded and applied a gentle pressure to her back, pushing her even closer to him. He smiled, "I have you and I'm not letting go."
Amu's eyes sparkled, "Ikuto." Was her gentle reply. Ikuto knew that it was her silent consent. He grinned and brought his head down to hers, planting a firm, loving kiss right onto her lips. Amu. He thought, pressing her even closer.