"You… you're gay?" Amu asked, astonished.
Ikuto smirked at Shiragin and nudged Amu with his elbow, "What, you didn't see it coming?"
Amu looked up wide-eyed at Ikuto and shook her head.
"Well," Shiragin stood up from the couch and smoothed out the wrinkles from his shirt, "You don't have a problem with it, do you?"
"Oh, no, of course not," Amu said as she shook her head at him, "I just would have never guessed as all." Amu decided that it was about her time to leave, so she darted up the stairs, but she watched from the banister by her room.
Shiragin's partner stood up and walked over beside Shiragin. Ikuto put out his hand and said "Ikuto Tsukiyomi, nice to meet you." He said it in his perfect English accent too.
"Nice to meet you too, I'm Matt Lasaun."
Ikuto stuck his hands in his pockets idly and leaned back, "I don't recognize your accent; are you foreign?"
Matt pointed up, "I'm from Canada."
Ikuto raised his eyebrows, "Oh, really? Well that's nice. Any particular reason you're in the states?"
Matt shrugged, "I just felt like a change of pace from all the 'aboot's and all the 'eh's so I decided to come down to the south for the summer. You don't sound like you're around here either. Where are you from?"
Ikuto smiled a smug smile. Somehow it managed to still look friendly, "Good ear you have there. I'm native from Japan, but I've been learning English for a long time."
Matt winked, "Your eyes didn't hint at all."
Shiragin said something to Matt that Amu couldn't hear, then said something to Ikuto and pointed to the steps. Amu quickly retreated to the bedroom. A couple seconds later Ikuto walked into the room and sat down on his bed.
"So," Amu said. The silence after that was thick as Amu realized the angry feelings Ikuto was giving off.
"Is something wrong?" Amu asked.
"Use English," Ikuto replied, "You need to learn it."
Amu tried to form a counter-intuitive, English "no," but the word could not be formed. She simply shook her head.
Ikuto sighed, "Amu, you're going to sound funny at first. That's normal, but you'll never get better if you don't at least try."
Amu pouted childishly. She didn't like how Ikuto was being more aggressive today.
Ikuto didn't give in. He rested his head on his hand and stared at Amu with a bored expression waiting for her to speak.
Amu bit her lip a little and decided to try. "W-What… is… wr-wrong?" She quickly closed her mouth, ashamed of how horrible it sounded to her.
"Good job. Nothing's really wrong, I just sorta don't like it when Shiragin has his boyfriends over."
Amu tried again, "Why not?"
Ikuto shrugged. "They're usually pretty annoying, and I don't know what Shiragin sees in them. There's only been one that I liked."
Amu nodded. Her friends have had boyfriends that she didn't really like.
"Well? Aren't you going to say something? You need to work on your English."
Amu shook her head furiously.
"Okay, how about I ask you some questions and you have to answer them in English, and if you don't I get to do something," Ikuto said as he walked over and sat on Amu's bed. A smirk slid across his face.
Amu pouted, but nodded her head.
"Okay, what is your favorite animal?"
Amu thought about it for a second, silently forming the words in her head. "I like dogs, I guess."
Ikuto crawled around on the bed behind Amu. He laid back on the bed so that Amu was sitting near his feet. "Who is your favorite singer?"
"It's not you," she said in her native tongue.
Ikuto kneed Amu in the back. She grunted and repeated her statement in English.
Ikuto sat up. He crossed his legs and sat Indian style behind Amu on the bed. "Let's see… What's your favorite flavor of ice cream?"
Amu sighed as she shifted her weight backwards on the bed to keep from falling off, "Strawberry."
Ikuto leaned back and rested against the wall behind him, "What is your middle name?"
Amu turned around and looked back at him, "Why the heck would I tell you that?"
"Ohoho, Amu, you're slipping up," Ikuto leaned forward. He uncrossed his legs and let them hit the floor on either side of Amu's. He then wrapped his arms around Amu's waist and hugged her tightly while nuzzling his nose into the crook of her neck. He felt her neck heat up under his touch.
"I-Ikuto, get off of me!"
"Now why would I do that when I could just ask you another question?"
Amu tried to push him off using strength but she wasn't strong enough. She sighed and waited for Ikuto's question.
"What color… is your bra today, Amu-nyan?" He could feel her neck get even warmer under his cheek. It was a pleasant feeling, actually. She was like a soft heating blanket for his face.
"B-blue," Amu stammered.
"Amu, it's not nice to lie," Ikuto said. Amu could feel Ikuto's smirk against her skin.
She wanted to cross her arms, but Ikuto's arms were holding hers down. "What? What do you mean? I'm not lying!"
"In case you didn't know, I have a very clear view of your bra from where I am, Amu-koi, and it's not blue. It's light pink and has a frilly lace around the top and a small bow in the middle. And it's underwire. Aren't those things uncomfortable?" As he said this, he released Amu's arms so she could quickly get up.
Amu crossed her arms across her chest, "How about I ask you some questions?"
Ikuto stood up and shrugged. He leaned against the wall next to the door while waiting for Amu to ask a question.
As Amu was thinking of a good, humiliating question, a thought popped into her head. "Ikuto, why do you want to go to Pa—" was all she got out before Ikuto promptly walked out of the door and retreated to the safety of the bathroom. The door quickly slammed behind him. She heard the water for the shower turn on and knew it would be a while before Ikuto came out. She sat on the bed and waited for the water to stop. After 30 minutes, she decided to go downstairs and watch some TV. She went through the kitchen to find a snack but instead found a note on the fridge. It was from Shiragin, and it read: "Amu, Matt and I went out to town. We will be back later tonight. ~Shiragin. PS—Ikuto's angry showers take generally 2 to 3 hours (but he's usually still angry after them, so he's really just wasting water). So enjoy some TV before then if you find this note."
Amu crumpled the note up and tossed it in the trash. Who the hell takes a shower for 3 hours? She sighed, grabbed a banana, and headed for the living room to watch some TV.
After 2 hours, Amu had become a fan of SpongeBob. A different show came on, something about a girl with a web show. She thought it was weird so she went back upstairs to wait for Ikuto. She sat on the bed for about 10 minutes before she finally heard the water stop. It was another 15 minutes before Ikuto finally walked back into the bathroom. Amu could tell that he hadn't made much of an attempt at drying off because his hair, face, and chest were all still dripping. He had a white towel slung loosely around his waist. He turned the fan on high and laid down on his bed. He buried his head in the pillow and turned over so he was lying on his back, but he held the pillow on his face with his arms.
Amu noticed how skinny Ikuto was. Every time he breathed out, she could see the ends of his ribs and the tops of his hips protruding from his skin. "I wish I could be as skinny as you are, Ikuto."
Ikuto wearily hummed in response. It was fairly muffled because of the pillow, and Amu barely heard it.
"Well then. It's my turn to ask you questions," Amu sat down on her bed.
Ikuto groaned.
"Um," Amu couldn't think of anything that wouldn't be too invasive. "What is your favorite… number?"
There was a pause before Ikuto attempted to answer. He lifted up one hand and held up four fingers.
"Uh-huh… and why is that?"
Ikuto turned his head so that he wasn't talking into the pillow, "Four strings on a violin."
Amu nodded. The silence was deafening as she tried to stray away from things that could possibly upset Ikuto. She decided to just leave him alone and went downstairs. She watched TV for a little bit and then got bored. She went downstairs and to the garage. She decided to explore the areas that weren't on the lot. She walked out past the house and tuned left toward a large shed. She opened the door slowly as it creaked as if it were to break. Inside there was a sky blue colored golf cart. There was a large bright yellow sticky note on the front. She picked it up and deciphered the English written on it. It said that they could use the golf cart as long as they used it responsibly and to charge it when they were done with it at the end of every day. The keys were in the glove compartment. She took the keys out and stuck them in to the ignition. The cart revved a little and she put it into drive. She slowly made her way out of the shed and out the driveway. She turned right and went down the same route as when she and Ikuto had gone walking. She went around the route a couple times because of boredom. When she came up toward the driveway of the house the fifth time, she decided to go in a check on Ikuto. She pulled it into the driveway and started to go up the stairs when she noticed Ikuto lying down on the swinging bench. He still hadn't put a shirt on, but he had changed into pants.
"Well look who got up," Amu said trying to be humorous.
Ikuto just grunted and walked over to the golf cart. He sat down in the back. He didn't have to say anything for Amu to realize that he wanted a ride. She got back in the cart and pulled out into the street. They went around the circle a couple of times in silence before Amu decided to say something.
Amu gripped the steering wheel nervously, "Uh, Ikuto, you mind if I ask you something?"
Ikuto hummed and said "Depends what it is."
Amu turned onto the paved road, "You said that there was only one of Shiragin's boyfriends that you liked. What was his name?"
Ikuto didn't answer. Amu turned left onto the dirt road. She paid close attention to the road while she waited for Ikuto's answer. She noticed a small indention in the ground, as if something had been dragging off the end of the golf cart. It went all along the dirt trail. She turned left onto the grass and turned left again. Then again she turned onto the paved road. When she arrived on the dirt road again, she noticed that there were more lines. There were all over-lapping each other, but they were all close and relatively in the middle of the road. She thought she heard Ikuto hiss a bit in the background. As they made another lap around the circle, she noticed that the lines had turned a dark, dirty shade of red. It occurred to Amu that the line was Ikuto dragging his toe or something, and the dark redness was blood. She considered slowing down the cart, but Ikuto might get mad or something. She had already angered him enough today.
Out of the blue, Ikuto answered Amu's question, "His name was Aruto."
A/N – ARGH. Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorrrrrrryyy for making you wait so long. But, by the way, you guys may think of Shiragin being gay as not a big thing… now (except for the ending of this chapter) but trust me, it is a HUGE thing later on. But… WAY later on, so you don't have to worry. Oh, and another thing, anything inside these from now on (and I'll go back and edit other chapters with it too) is spoken in whatever language suits the occasion (If they go to mexico, then this will be in Spanish, if they go to Italy, this will be Italian, etc., ect). Remember to review! Cause I love reviews!