A/N: This one-shot is dedicated to 14AmyChan who motivated me to write something :). I haven't written in a while, so forgive the lack of quality this story has. I know it isn't that great...but enjoy! :D

"Ugh! I have another F in Algebra. Mom is definitely going to kill me." Amu sighed, walking home with her head down as she braced herself for her mother's lecture.

She reached home a few minutes later with a frown plastered on her lips.

"Mom…" she started quietly.

"She's not home. She went out to shop." Ikuto poked his head through the doorway from the kitchen.

Amu bounced back and said defensively as she pointed her finger at him. "Who let you in here?"

"Your window," he shrugged and leaned against the doorway, his arms crossed. "So what's the blue face about? Did you miss me?" He looked at her intently.

A flush crawled onto her face, and she quickly turned her head away, uttering hastily, "Of course not! I've got other things to be sad about than missing the likes of you." She slipped off her shoes and stalked past him in frustration.

Ikuto eyed at the paper in her hand and then averted his gaze back to the pink hair girl. "So that's what is bothering her." He observed.

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Amu slammed the door behind her and threw herself on bed and hugged her heart pillow.

"What's my excuse this time…" she said distressfully, "I didn't study because I was too busy with friends, and I was too distracted by my cell phone." She buried her face into her pillow and repeatedly hit her bed with her fist.

"Why don't you just show her you know how to do it," Ikuto's voice interrupted her train of thought.

"What? I don't…" she stopped her movements. "Hey! How did you even get in here?" she removed her face from the pillow and straightened herself in bed; an angry expression etched on her face.

"Door's unlocked. I couldn't help myself," he simply responded.

She let out an exasperated groan. "Leave me alone," she dug her head between her knees. "I will figure this out myself, or maybe I should just accept the punishment from my mom."

He approached her quietly and whispered closely to her ear, "How could I be so heartless? How about we fix that problem of yours by doing what I suggested, and then I'll go?"

She cringed at the touch of his breath on her ears, but she didn't respond. Instead she just elbowed him on the chest.

He feigned hurt and knelt down beside her bed, looking up at her with a smirk. "You know you want to be tutored by me."

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"All right mom! Next time I promise I will do better! Thank you for understanding though!" She shouted and ran upstairs with a smile frozen on her face.

She opened her bedroom door to see Ikuto skimming through a magazine. "Seems like good news to you by the look on your face."

"Yeah," she confirmed. "Or maybe I just got lucky today."

"Either way," he put down the magazine. "I want a payment in some form."

Amu blushed, unsure of what to do. "You what? Well, I can buy you some food." She offered.

"No, I want something else." He stared at her dreamily.

"I'm not giving anything else," she shrugged, walking towards her bed. "Now, if you would please move, I would like to sleep."

"How about you lend me some of that warmth?" He suggested bluntly.

"No!" she immediately rejected. "I rather sleep with the bugs on the floor than with you. Anyway, if you're not going to move, I will just be sleeping on the floor. Good night."

"Geez, you're surely a kind person." He pouted.

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She woke up the next morning on her comfortable bed; her eyes peeled open to see a blue hair boy. Blue-hair. She thought, and her eyes widened.

"I knew you were resisting last night." He teased.

"Wait! This has got to be a mistake." She said quickly. "I don't…I didn't climb back up to bed."

"Sure you did, I saw you." Ikuto responded.

"No…" she was out of reasons. "Fine, believe what you want to believe, but I didn't do it intentionally." She rolled out of bed and walked out of the room.

He sighed and said, "Well, aren't you a gullible one."

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