LOL WHO NEEDS TO UPDATE. MHEEEEEEEEEEEE~ loveyouguys. ok this is for morgan schnoes even though its past her birthday and i'm a bad lover c':

Chapter Nine

Ikuto

"E-Excuse me?" I exclaimed, pulling my body backwards on the bed. "I find out these stupid feelings a few minutes ago and you want me to confess?"

"Well, yes," Tsukasa said patiently. "That was the plan, was it not?"

"Of fuckin' course not!" My eyebrows furrowed together. "Screw that."

He sat down beside me again. "Then please explain to me how you plan on getting with her," he said, smiling that damned smile of his. I rubbed my temples gently.

"I…I was gonna find out if she felt the same first…" I replied weakly.

"And if she doesn't?" He raised an eyebrow. "Ikuto, you need to go after her. Show her how you feel, and I'm sure she'll fall normally." He thought for a second. "Or maybe she'll think you're a creeper. Who knows what goes on in her mind."

I narrowed my eyes at me. "No way." I stood up and opened the door of my temporary room. "I'll find her feelings, and if she doesn't feel the same…" I sighed, a sad smile on my lips. "Then I'll just deal when it comes."

Tsukasa nodded. "Okay," he agreed, standing up and walking through the door. "Get on it, soon as you can. Just don't hurt her," he said this last part with a slightly menacing glare, which I shivered to. For a guy who smiles and sparkles all the time, his anger is rather terrifying.

I walked out a few moments later, after collecting myself for the girl whom I know was waiting at the bottom of the stairwell. When I caught sight of her, my body sighed, and I wondered how long I'd gone without noticing how much I liked her.

Wow.

That was seriously a pansy, sap-covered freak thing to think.

….No matter how true it was.

I decided to go forth and follow Tsukasa's instructions. Smiling at Amu, I asked, "Wanna go for a walk?"

She raised an eyebrow at me, her foot tapping on the foyer flooring. "Sure. That'll give us just enough time for you to explain what went on up there."

Inwardly, I shuddered. Her face was completely determined, but there was no way she would ever find out what happened. I'd be dead and gone before I told her.

We stepped outside and walked in the general direction of the park. "So, uh…"

It seemed like she spent her time without me or Tsukasa planning out her questions. "You didn't seem so displeased when you walked out," she fired. "Did he not whip you or are you some sort of masochist?"

I couldn't help it. I snickered slightly, before realizing she was serious. Smirking, I shook my head. "Neither happened."

She raised an eyebrow, obviously waiting for an explanation. When she didn't receive one, she sighed, glaring at me. "And? You two couldn't have just sat up there and stared at the ceiling for fifteen to twenty minutes."

"If we had?"

Her eyes narrowed down. "Ikuto, just tell me what happened!" she demanded, stopping the walk. Her hand was on the hip that was sticking out, making her look insanely attractive.

I leaned down to her face level, smirking. "And if I don't?"

"I-I'll…! I'll do something!" She pouted, scowling at me.

I leaned my body up, so I was looking down at her instead. Height had its advantages. "Like what?" I asked softly, walking my index and middle fingers up her arm. "What in the world would you possibly do?"

Our faces were inches away now.

You know, the Egyptians believed that the eyes were windows to the soul; to the emotions. If you could learn the language the eyes spoke, then you held any man's mind in the palm of your hand.

So, theoretically speaking, if the Egyptians were correct, then all I had to do was study Amu's eyes. It wasn't so hard, but it was difficult focusing. Her irises had a wheel of shades, blending from soft sunset yellow to dandelion gold. It was incredible, like staring into an artist's palette.

When the hell did I turn so sentimental?

I'm not gonna lie, though. The Egyptians really knew their worth. You could practically read the different emotions flashing through her eyes.

Worry, fear, a bit of annoyance…

And…

"….Anticipation?" I said quietly out loud. If I wasn't close enough that she could see my mouth, I don't think she would've realized that I'd spoken.

"W-What?" she asked, startled that I'd spoken. She took a few steps back, shaking her head. Suddenly, she pointed at me. Her brow furrowed with persistence. "Seriously, just tell me, Ikuto!"

I smirked, before walking past her and continuing our walk. "Nah. Let's go get some ice cream," I replied, nodding towards a cart. I glanced behind me, watching her pout and sit down at a bench. I ordered a chocolate and sat down by her, licking it. She raised an eyebrow at me.

"Where's mine?"

I pushed the cone towards her mouth. She leaned away, her pout growing. "I want my own!" she whined. I grinned, pulling it back and putting my tongue on its sweetness once more.

"That just sucks, doesn't it?"

After a few moments of awkward silence, me with my ice cream, and her with her silence.

"Ikuto…" Amu said longingly. Surprised at her tone of voice, I turned to her, only to have her quickly bend her torso to the cone to lick it.

Quite honestly, I don't really think I have ever seen something as sexy as that.

With no support for her body, she just relied on her abdominals, making her shake slightly and get chocolate on her chin. Her tongue swiped at it, but kept missing.

I couldn't take it anymore.

I bowed forward and stole it right off her chin. Her own taste of skin was much sweeter than the actual ice cream, making me lick up to her lips and kiss her gently.