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Freakishly long chapter for all of you.

Thank Morg/mountaingirl47. she helped me with this, and motivated this for me. c:

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Chapter Seven

Amu

I woke up, the sheets like a tightly wrapped cocoon around my body. Stretching my limbs out and climbing through, I got out of bed. A pang of pain hit me in the head and I moaned, putting a hand on my temple.

What happened yesterday?

Realizing I couldn't remember crap, I just decided that I was hung over from a Mountain Dew crash. I frequently had those. Assuming that Tsukasa was already at work, I stripped myself of the black undershirt tank top I wore to bed while walking to the bathroom. I glanced down at my rainbow laced bra I was wearing. That's odd. I don't usually wear them to bed. I shrugged; I did crash. Slipping out of my pajama pants and leaving them to the floor of the hallway, I opened the bathroom door.

Now, through my hazy, still sleepy mind, I didn't notice the steam rising from the shower. All I noticed was that the curtain was closed, which was weird. I kept it open always so that no creepers could hide in there when I was peeing.

I'm paranoid, okay?

However, seeing a naked Ikuto was the last thing that I wanted.

I stumbled backwards, my hands scraping the side of the counter and my body sliding down to the tiled floor.

"W-WHY THE HELL ARE YOU IN HERE?"

Just noticing my presence, Ikuto cocked his head to the side, water cascading down his body and dripping onto his—

Happy place, Amu, I repeated to myself. Ikuto's dick is NOT your happy place…

Suddenly, a smirk covered his face. He stepped out of the shower, his…His thing bouncing slightly. Trying to scramble back up so it wouldn't hit me in the face, blood rushed to my face.

"Well, well, well." He said smugly. "Looks like someone just couldn't stop themselves from looking at this god-like body. Finally coming around, Amu?"

I shook my head roughly, accidently catching another glance at that awful thing. My eyes shut tight, completely rejecting it. "W-Would you mind possibly c-covering up a b-bit?"

Chuckling slightly, he pressed closer to me, making it hit my upper thigh. He curled his body over mine, his hair tickling my neck. "Open your eyes, Amu," he whispered into my ear, his voice husky.

My lack of a reaction seemed to displease him. Sighing, he grasped my breast and squeezed.

"Ah. Size C. Not bad, eh?"

My eyes popped open as I slapped his hand away. I swear, all of the red on my face was from rage and the temperature of the bathroom. Especially not from how much pleasure I got from that—

Trying to wipe away those thoughts, I attempted to shove him back with one hand while covering myself with the other. "Would you—For once, would you stop being a freak and leave me the fuck alone?" I yelled.

He rolled his eyes at my fails to push him away. He grabbed my arms firmly and stared me in the eye. I would've thought he was finally maybe being serious for something or other…

If I didn't see that devilish twinkle in his eyes.

"You're dirty, right Amu?" He asked. He didn't wait for a reply as he bent down, picked me up bridal style and going back under the warm water of the shower.

Ikuto kept me pinned to the wall as my arms spazzed about, trying to get something to hit him with. He forced his lips on mine, his tongue spiraling out. My left hand found a bar of soap, and I quickly began to smack him on the head with it. I could see him roll his eyes at my pathetic antics.

Once he saw he was getting nowhere with my mouth, he leaned his head back, making me swipe at his chest with the soap.

"You honestly think that putting cleaning bubbles on me is going to stop anything?" He laughed loudly. "Although, if you really wanted to, I wouldn't mind you cleaning another part of me…"

My eyes bulged out as I stared at him. I shook my head fiercely. Without my noticing, he managed to get one of his hands behind my back and was twiddling with the latch of my now wet bra.

"Now then, don't really need this if we're going to clean you now, eh?"

OHFUCKNO!

Now, this next part when by in a flash, thank God.

He got it undone, and he smirked as the garment fell to the floor of the bathtub. When Ikuto's eyes fell on my breasts, I'm pretty sure my face was as red as when blood hit oxygen. He licked his lips, a smirk curling them. Wrestling my leg out from under his, I kneed him in the groin.

Watching him crumple to the ground gave me a bit of pity, but then realizing that he was just about to rape me and that I only had my panties on, I sprinted from the bathroom, grabbing my pants from the hallway floor.

Jumping into my room, I locked the door and sighed, my body slipping down the door.

Quickly, I donned my sleeping tank top again and pulled on my pants, sitting on the edge of my bed. I was currently feeling a bit remorseful, both for myself and Ikuto. I mean, getting a huge bone shoved between your bare balls at a fast pace. That can't be good for your pride or your physical. I realize that it was in self-defense, but still.

I should listen to some music…

My hand automatically searched for my IPod, trying to find it.

That's when I realized.

I haven't had my music since this morning.

Ikuto

Getting my one weakness owned by an almost naked girl was a bit painful to my pride.

Especially when one was hitting on said almost naked girl.

And so, I laid on the floor of the bathtub as she ran out the door. The warm rain that fell from the facet hit my body a bit hard, but at least it was helping out the pain.

After the agony of my sore balls was at a large bearable, I managed to get out of the bathtub and into a standing position. I shut off the water and wrapped a towel around my body. I walked out of the open door, and taking a glance at Amu's closed door, winced. I quickly went into my own guest bedroom, which so happened to be the door right by hers.

In my room, I quickly put on a pair of pajama pants, leaving my chest bare. I used the rest of the dryness of the towel to wipe at my hair.

That's when I heard the ear-piercing scream of Amu.

{LOLI'MSUCHADICK. :'D I was seriously going to end it here, I swear. But I promised Morg that I would make it 4-5 pages long. So I'll be nice. c':}

I clenched my hands to my ears, trying to get a grip on the spinning world around me. There was such a brain splitting pain in my head that I didn't know how I was still together. I knew I had let out a scream, which had escaped on its own from my throat.

I didn't need anyone to come to my aid—

PLEASE! The voices boomed, this time a squeaky pitch You already know that no one would even come to your aid! They cackled evilly, obviously enjoying my pain.

"S-SHUT UP!" I yelled at them, wishing that my family was still together, that I wasn't alone anymo—

You're so pathetic and stupid, they taunted. And we even know your weakness. You think the big powerful Ikuto is gonna burst in and help you, eh? WELL HE'S NOT! HE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT YOU! THE ONLY REASON HE'S EVEN HERE IS FOR YOUR FUCKIN' FOOD!

"STOP TALKING ABOUT HIM!" I screamed. "THIS DOESN'T HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THAT BASTARD!"

My body grew more crumpled on the floor as I wrapped my arms around my legs which were bound to my chest. The tears blurred my vision more than ever, so even if I did look straight without closing my eyes, the same scene was still there.

The house coming down in bucketful's of raining ashes, the voices continued to torment me, whispering the pain which I already held. Burning the only remaining family members who would willingly take you in without complaint. Although… They left a small pause, and I could practically feel them grinning. The only reason they dealt with you is because your horrible ass was borne to them.

That was it.

I ground my teeth together and struggled to stand. "N-No! I'm not taking any more of this crap you have continued to give me! I…I-I'M FREAKING DONE WITH IT!"

They giggled shrilly and said something that completely crushed all self-esteem I never had or never had the hope of having.

Even Uncle Tsku doesn't love you.

"R-Really….?" I whispered weakly.

Obviously, Amu-chan, they say sweetly. We're the only ones who will actually love you.

"O-Oh…I s-see now…" The aching pain that was placed on my chest tripled its amount. The only beings in this world or the next who actually gave a damn about me were the voices in my head.

Of course; I mean, what else could I ever expect? I smiled bitterly and sat up on the dirty floor, wiping away the tears smeared about on my face. I knew my eyes were puffy and red from the pain, but I sucked it up.

I was about to stand up when a blur of indigo rushed into my room and knocked me back over onto my bed.

Ikuto's eyes held worry like a mother hen who just found its chick wandering off. "Amu! Are you okay?"

I thought for a bit, and then stared at him straight in the eye. "Define okay."

"Did anything happen badly since you screamed?"

Thinking back about what happened about three seconds ago, I smiled sadly. "Yeah. But it's not like it matters right now."

He cradled my face with his hands, rubbing the tender skin right under my eyes. "Is that why you've been crying?"

I was about to do what I would've normally done; laugh it off, maybe unintentionally blush. But I couldn't. Not after what the voices told me about Ikuto.

My face drew a blank expression.

"Please get off of me, Tsukiyomi," I said in a monotone. "It's not as if you actually care about me, so please don't take the trouble to pretend as if you do so."

He raised an eyebrow, then pinched my cheeks and stretched them wide. "What happened to Ikuto? Hmm? And I think I should do you the favor to remind you of our…" he paused, a massive smirk on his face as he leaned close to me. "…Little episode in the bathroom this morning?"

His breath left a shiver down my spine, and painted my face a bright red.

But it still didn't mean he cared for me.

If anything, he just wants to get in my pants, take Tsuk…T-Tsukasa's food and leave. I winced mentally. It still hurt to know that my adoptive father didn't love me. But it was the truth, and I needed to learn to accept it.

I shook my head to rid myself of these nasty thoughts, then stared up defiantly at Ikuto.

"Shut up right now and get off me." I said, my tone firm and cold.

He looked around and rolled his shoulder back, as if contemplating it. Then he gazed back down at me and said, just as stubborn. "No. I'm staying on top of you until I get what I want."

"And you would want…?" My face flushed a bit more from the way he worded his sentence.

He grinned, leaning down. Ikuto's soft lips were once again placed on mine, but this time it was gentler and not so forceful.

Almost as if he were giving me a choice if I wanted to continue this or not.

'Kay. The end.

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