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Chapter Six

Amu

When there was no more music in my mind, I blinked in confusion. But when my eyes registered the hanging cords of my earbuds in Ikuto's hands, I shoved him back, gasping as if I was dying of suffocation.

"W-What the hell did you do?" I whispered, my voice raw. He stared at me with unsympathetic eyes. He shoved the IPod into his pocket and said,

"Stop listening to music all the time. Especially if it's that depressing. It's stupid." His cold tone cut through me, making me crumple down to my knees.

The voices hadn't come yet. M-Maybe I can demand him to give it back before it's too—

Late? One creature asked, its sadistic laugh booming in my mind. Suddenly, they all began to talk at once, filling my head with aches and pains.

When I started to moan from the agony, Ikuto raised an eyebrow. He squatted and stared at me.

"Hey. It's just music; it's not like you'll die if you don't have it."

HAHAHAHA! They cackled in my head. HOW WRONG YOU ARE, BOY! HOW FUCKING WRONG!

I screamed in pain from this last shout. It felt like being smacked in the back of the head. My body tottered over and I lay on the ground, my body twitching. I moaned again, and Ikuto's eyes softened a bit. He reached out a hand but I smacked it away.

"G-Give me…the IP-Pod…" I gasped out. My head felt as if it would split in two any moment.

Ikuto

My sympathy vanished the second she spoke those words. "Fine," I said, standing and staring down at her. "I'll just leave then, seeing as you don't want any help."

I took a few steps away from her writhing body. I glanced behind me, and she was still on the ground. What the fuck, Amu. I can't just leave her there…

But I can't give her IPod back, either, I thought firmly. It's an addiction to music; sadistic music, at that.

"G-GO AWAY!" I heard her scream behind me. I twirled around and headed straight for her, sitting by her again. I lay a hand on her forehead and spoke soothingly.

"It's okay…" Thinking quickly of some sort of song, I sung softly. "So c'mon baby, let's fly away to higher skies and watch the world go by. It'll just you and I. And when the storms will come sailing high, I'll take your hand and collide it with mine. And everything will feel, so right."

When she began to calm under my touch, I let out a breath of relief. She was sleeping soundly, her pink hair splashed against the pavement under her head. I slid my hands under her body and lifted her into my lap, cradling her head on my shoulder. She'd be much cuter if she just stayed like this, fragile and defenseless. Not that tough badass cover she pulls over so much. It gets annoying, that mask of hers.

"P-Papa…" she murmured, her breath moving my hair over my neck. I raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, Amu?" I deepened my voice, trying to imagine what her father sounded like. I already knew that Tsukasa had taken her in as an adopted daughter, and that she had lost her family. But I didn't know how.

Her small hands clutched me tighter. "I-I miss you, Papa. I miss you and M-Mama and Ami," she whimpered softly.

My hands pet her hair gently. "It's okay." I tried to think of anything that could be said that would make her smile. "You haven't met any boys yet, have you?" I said gruffly.

It had the desired effect as she giggled. "Not yet, Papa," she paused. "But…there is this one boy."

My ears perked.

"He's really creepy. He has sparkles around him all the time, and it scares me," she snickered again.

I glared at nothing. "What's his name?" I practically growled.

"Tadase."

Instantly, my expression turned to one of amusement. "Are there any others?"

Don't look at your screen like that. Scolding me for trying to get info on Amu's opinion like that. I mean, honestly. If you were in my position, everyone knows you would do the same. Hypocrite.

She seemed to think for a moment, screwing up her eyes tighter together. "T-Tsukasa's…dn's son…"

I leaned closer to hear better. She was drifting in and out of sleep, and I wanted to know what she thought of this certain bluenette.

"…annoying…but…accurate…" she blushed a bit and I smirked triumphantly. Suddenly, she reached her hands out, and clawed at the air, tears making streams down her face.

"N-No! P-Papa! Come back! Please? PLEASE!"

I grabbed her hands and rubbed them. "Shh, Amu, hush…"

She whimpered again, like a wounded animal that was trapped. "Pa…pa…"

When I was certain she was asleep again, I lifted her up into my arms. I glanced down at her face, seeing the tears already drying up. Wiping the rest away, I walked to her house and placed her into her bed without a sound.

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