Courting
-chidori amane-
Author's Notes: This is just a dribble so I don't know if you guys will like it. Furthermore, I'm just following my err New Year's Resolution: write a literary piece at least three times a week. I know, that's like: IMPOSSIBLE. I don't have beta so bear with my errors. And English is like my third language. Moreover, read the manga because it's like a fanfiction came to life (or in drawing).
Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara!
Wait no more! Here is Chapter 6!!!
Tokyo University
8:50 am
"Good morning, everyone! I am Sukiya Anubo and I am expecting to get along with all of you in my short period of teaching Management here," the professor with pink hair said and she bowed down curtly in front of the class.
"Hai!"
"Welcome Ma'am!"
"Hn"
Amu looked at Sukiya and her left eyebrow twitched. Hell! Her hair is pink too?! She silently groaned. God is playing tricks on me today! Still eyeing curiously her new professor, the said professor stared back and smiled sweetly at her. Amu just blinked for a moment and offered an awkward small smile. She turned back her attention to her sketching pad and drowned out the annoying sound of the class.
The class went on normally with Amu feigning interest to Ms. Sukiya's discussion, but in fact, she's secretly drawing designs on her sketch pad. Her three charas could only sigh. Well, they couldn't blame her. Ms. Sukiya was boring!
Fortunately, what seemed to be a hell hour, it was time for the next class. The students sighed in relief and some even stretched mockingly, getting cramped muscles from sitting stupidly. Amu was about to walk out of the room when Sukiya asked her to stay behind. The classroom went silent as the students looked worriedly at Amu and some glared at Ms. Sukiya. Amu, on the other hand, gave her a blank stare and slung her bag on the shoulder. She shrugged and said, "Sure." When the other students seemed to have frozen on the spot and had no intention to leave, Ms. Sukiya nervously laughed and said, "I wish to speak with Ms. Hinamori privately. You all may go to your next class."
Hesitantly, the students went out of the room. Amu didn't waste a second to ask her substitute professor. I'll be late for my next class! Damn it! "What do you want from me, Anubo-san?"
With her back on Amu, Sukiya smirked. "Why, Hinamori-san, you actually remember my name? I thought you were extremely busy with your sketchpad to actually listen to the class."
Amu stiffened. No professor had ever confronted or scolded her for not paying attention in class. And this professor was breaking that tradition. She shrugged though as a response, acting 'cool and spicy'. "I may be, as you said and I quote, extremely busy with my sketchpad, but I'm not deaf. I still hear things around me."
Sukiya pretended to clean the chalkboard while glowering at it too. She forced herself to laugh but it came out as a strangled choke. She coughed once or twice and faced Amu while giving a supposedly charming smile, which caused Amu to inwardly blanch. "Even so, what you did is quite rude. It is rather disappointing for a very talented lady like you to act so disrespectfully to a professor like me. I am afraid I must confiscate your sketchpad."
Amu gasped and went pale. Miki and Suu looked worriedly at her as Miki went on a ranting fit. Sukiya, on the other hand, inwardly congratulated herself for causing misery to the girl in front of her, but at the same time, feigned concern to the said girl by twisting her face into an anxious look. "Oh, please don't get mad. I'm only doing my job. Don't worry; you can get it back at lunch."
Amu only shrugged and brought out her precious sketchpad, silently handing it over to Ms. Sukiya. "That's a good girl! You can come to my faculty room anytime you want during lunch."
"Yeah," Amu said. Inwardly, she's sulking for the loss of her sketchpad. Well, she didn't really lose it but she just wasn't used to not having it. She sighed once she walked out of the room towards her next class. What the hell am I going to do now that my sketchpad has been taken away from me?
Of course, Amu didn't actually listen to her next class either. She just doodled on the leaves of her notebook. Her three charas snickered above her as they looked at Amu's scribbled drawings. "I like the second picture," Ran said. "That polka dotted 80's dress would look horrible at Sukiya the Devil!"
"Oh, don't forget the rainbow afro hair! It would totally blow away the men off their feet, literally!" Miki joined along. The three laughed their ass of and even Amu managed to giggle quietly.
Suu, being the kind-hearted and loving chara, reprimanded her two sisters, but failed. "Come on Suu! Don't side with the devil, it doesn't suit you!" Ran said.
"B-but-"
"Anyway," Miki interrupted. "It would be more hilarious if she wears this!" She held out her drawing for everyone. It was a colored portrait of Sukiya in a clown costume – heavy make-up on her twisted smiling face, a look-like electrified pink hair with red and purple streaks, an outlandish and fashion disaster outfit with unmatched gigantic boots of McDonalds. Ran and Miki rolled off the air while laughing hysterically; Amu, unfortunately, didn't stifle her laughter effectively. She burst into fits of uncontrolled laughter that caused everyone in her class to look at her as if she had grown two heads.
The old professor coughed to hide his wounded ego for being laughed at by the popular 'Cool and Spicy' Amu. "Hinamori-san, please do tell what's so hilarious about World War II that has made you laughed so loudly."
The class snickered and Amu fidgeted on her seat. "Well, ahm, you see. I think it's just stupid. I mean the World War II. There were so many lives of people, innocent or not, that had been sacrificed. So many casualties and damaged properties. And well, for what? Territorial expansion? Greed for power? Pride? I think it's just plain stupid that it's horribly sickeningly hilarious."
Amu finished her speech. Her professor and the rest of the class blinked. Someone coughed in the room and, like magic, everyone resumed what they're doing. "That is a marvelous speech, Hinamori-san, but our lesson isn't actually about World War II," the professor just had to say that.
This is not my day…
Tokyo University
11:57 am
Amu'S POV
Finally! Lunch break! I can get my sketchpad now. Geez. I've messed up this time. Why are professors making my college life miserable? Why now?
"Ran, Miki, Suu. Tell the others I'll join them after my business with Anubo-san is over," I say to my shugo charas.
They nod and we go to separate ways. I don't know what's gotten to Anubo-san, why she took my sketchpad and all. She's new, I guess, so she doesn't know my reputation yet. But she said it's a disappointment. So she's probably expecting big from me. Tsk. Whatever. But then again, maybe I should just listen to her lesson. But she's so capital B-O-R-I-N-G!!!
Thank god I'm in the faculty room but she's still not here. I sit on an available chair and wait patiently for her. After five minutes, she arrives while carrying heavy books. She notices me so she smiles tiredly, but since she closes her eyes when she does that, she misses her footing. Thus, she topples. I watch her awkwardly but soon help her. She thanks me and I just nod.
"I'm so sorry I'm such a klutz. This is my first time today, that's why," she says. Ah no wonder.
I nod again and say, "Don't worry Anubo-san. You'll manage well in time." I offer her what I call a charming smile and she actually flushes. As much as how it sickens me, I must get along with this professor or else… I exactly don't know the consequence but I have this nagging feeling that it won't be a good sight.
"Thank you, Hinamori-san. And please, you may call me Sukiya outside the classroom," she replies. She arranges her things on her desk and I spot my sketchpad.
"All right, Sukiya. And if you like, you can call me Amu anytime you want," I tell her. She beams immediately and I just have to control myself from twitching. She's rather overreacting. "Anou, can I have my sketchpad back?"
"Ah sure!" She looks at her messy things and tries to search for my sketchpad. Should I tell her? It's already there! Can't she see? After some time she manages to find my sketchpad. She laughs embarrassingly and hands it over to me. Due to her clumsiness, she nudges the photo frame that I haven't noticed till now and it comes crashing down on the floor. "Oh my!" she breathes.
I pick up the broken photo frame and steal a glance at it. But I wish I didn't... My heart skips a beat. My eyes widen a fraction. My hand trembles. My face pales. And my voice quivers as I say, "I-Ikuto."
It's a picture of Ikuto with Anubo-san hugging him… Anubo-san hugging him… hugging him… him… Ikuto…
12:05 pm
Sukiya'S POV
I cackle inside my head. This is definitely the reaction I'm expecting. She looks miserable! I fake a concern and surprise look in order. "Are you hurt?" I inspect her hand and I sigh. "Thank goodness you didn't hurt yourself when picked up the broken photo frame." I stare at her who is still looking disbelievingly at the photo. "Amu?"
"Ikuto," she repeats. Still in her trance, she doesn't notice my smirk.
"You know Ikuto? What a coincidence! I know him too!" I say merrily. "We dated for a while until…," I pause for a dramatic effect. "…until he cheated on me with another woman! I loved him so much but he just toyed with my emotion! He just used me for his sexual pleasure and desire! He promised to marry me but he… he ditched me for another who is much younger." I sob and sob harder. Well, what I say is half true.
Ok, so not true at all.
I sniff and look at her. I am expecting a much miserable expression from her – tears slowly spilling, agape mouth, trembling body – rather than a blank and bored stare.
She huffs and says in a proud voice, "That's Ikuto for you! He is such a womanizer. You shouldn't have trusted him in the first place. Though he may look really hot and cool at the same, he's still a veteran playboy. Geez. I really can't believe that guy!"
I blink. Is it me or I think I've been duped? She's actually agreeing and supporting what I say? Is she really Ikuto's girlfriend?
"I'll go ahead then, Sukiya. And by the way, I'm sorry about this morning," she bows down and goes to the door. She stops shortly and says sincerely, "I think you deserve a better man than Ikuto, Sukiya. Much better."
I'm surprised at her. I actually smile truly at her before she left. Damn! I can't believe my plan backfires!
12:15 pm
Normal POV
Amu didn't go to the cafeteria; instead, she made a detour to the rooftop. She felt numb all over, but she didn't understand why.
Well, she understood clearly why, however, she didn't want to accept it. I am not jealous! Really not jealous!
When she saw the picture of Sukiya and Ikuto in an intimate position, it felt like her heart stopped beating. It felt like the world halted revolving! Then she felt numb all over, as if there's an automatic emergency button inside her body that eradicated the onslaught of emotions. However, damage had been done.
Ikuto cheated on Sukiya. Ikuto played Sukiya's emotion. Ikuto ditched Sukiya for a younger one. Ikuto. The same Ikuto who had made out with her a few days ago. The same Ikuto whom she's living with. The same Ikuto who took her to a beautiful beach. The same Ikuto who made her blush, stutter, smile, and mad.
3:45 pm
Amu's POV
"Hi guys!" I say as cheerily as possible to my friends when we meet up on the school ground.
"Hey Amu-chan!" Tadase, Nagehiko, and Kairi said simultaneously.
"Amu-chi!" Yaya says as throws herself at me. "Yaya missed Amu-chi! Where were you this lunch?"
Rima tugs on my blazer and looks at me with concern. Luckily, Yaya let go of me and I hug Rima. I assure her that I'm alright.
"Where were you Amu-chan?" Tadase repeats.
"I uh I-"
"Amu!" a sing song voice calls my name. I immediately stiffen.
"Anubo-san," I greet as she walks towards me and my friends.
"Going home?" she asks while smiling.
I nod. "Guys, meet Ms. Sukiya Anubo, my new substitute professor in Management."
"Nice to meet you, Ma'am!" my friends chorus.
"Anubo-san, please meet my friends," I say to Sukiya.
"So fine and good-looking students! It's my pleasure to meet you all," she beams. We sweatdrop at her. "Amu, do you need a ride to your house?"
My body feels rigid as I automatically answer her, "No need, Anubo-san. My friend will pick me up."
She blinks and smiles anyway. "Ok, I'll first go home then! See you tomorrow kids! And take care!"
"You too ma'am!"
When she's gone, Rima says, "Kids? So uncool. We're college students for Pete's sake."
We only snicker at her comment. "Anyway, Amu-chan didn't have the chance to explain herself a moment ago. Maybe you can tell us now?" Kairi asks.
"Well, you see, I-"
"Amu!" a male voice calls my name.
Should I be happy that I'm saved from telling my friends the reason why I missed lunch or should I dig my own grave rather than meeting the owner of that voice?
"Amu-chan!" he calls again.
I twitch.
"Amu-"
"Shut up!" I yell at him. "See you guys tomorrow!" I wave at my friends and don't bother looking back because I'll just see their worried face.
I walk briskly towards Ikuto's limo. He smiles handsomely at me like he always do. As part of an endless routine, he tries to steal a kiss from me but I evade him easily. I step inside without a word.
"Amu?" Ikuto questions, his voice sounds a bit concerned.
But I ignore him.
He nudges my elbow but I still don't budge. He sighs. "Hey, what's wrong? Are you mad at me or something?"
I am giving him the silent treatment. I know it's totally unfair on his side but I don't care right now. Because I am pissed off!
Not because of the picture. But because of the feeling when I saw the picture. Those two are quite different, mind you.
Ikuto frowns. He cups my chin and makes me look at him. I stare blankly at his scrutinizing expression. "What happened?"
I turn my face on one side. "Nothing."
He huffs and makes me look at him again. I am getting more annoyed. "If you won't tell me, I'll make you," he says huskily and provocatively, leaning dangerously close to my face.
I try to suppress the blush. Oh god, I really tried! But it's fruitless 'cause pink tinges appear on my face. Ikuto smirks, clearly loving his effect on me, and he pecks my lips. He releases his hold and sighs. "Alright, I'll let you go this time. But if you continue like that, acting so out of character, I won't stop till I get that frustration out of your system."
"Hn"
He sighs again. I wonder what he's thinking of.
We dated for a while until… until he cheated on me with another woman!
Sukiya's revelation echoes in my mind. So what? Should I care? We're not going out or something anyway.
I loved him so much but he just toyed with my emotion!
Is he toying with my feelings too?
He just used me for his sexual pleasure and desire!
Is he just using me?
He promised to marry me but he… he ditched me for another who is much younger.
What a pedophile…
Tsukiyomi Residence
4:34 pm
Ikuto's POV
We're finally home but Amu still hasn't said anything to me, except "Shut up" and "Nothing". I don't know what happened but, somehow, I think it's my fault. Geez.
Amu opens her door and before she steps out, I quickly grab her hand. "I'm sorry," I say quietly.
I study her expression. It's sad and lonely. She hides her eyes under her bangs and chokes, "You didn't do anything. You don't have to apologize."
And she tugs back her hand.
I'm about to say something but father's loud voice interrupts me. That old man!
"Amu-chan! Welcome home! How's school?" he asks Amu.
Amu fakes a giggle and says, "Everything was all good Aruto-san. If you don't mind, I'll go staright to my room?"
"Sure thing, Amu-chan!"
When Amu is out of sight, I glare at my father who is quiet and actually looks dead serious. What the hell is going on? First, Amu. Now, father?
"Ikuto, you have to know something," he says.
Duh! I nod at him and follow him to his study room.
4:40 pm
"What?"
"Yes, Ikuto. You heard it right."
I cannot believe it. Hell! Sukiya is Amu's new substitute professor? No wonder she's acting strangely. That bitch! What did she say to Amu?!?
I slam my fist on his desk, causing it to tremble. What if Amu thinks I'm-
"Calm down, Ikuto. Bashing things won't solve anything. In case you notice, Amu is actually faking. Something must have happened," father tells me wisely.
I apply my breathing exercise and count one-to-ten in my head. I sigh, somehow feeling calm. "Yes. That's not only it. She's also avoiding me. Sukiya probably told her something to act like this." Mentioning the bitch's name makes my blood boil in anger. "Damn it!"
Father is beside me in an instant, patting my back affectionately. "Now, now, Ikuto-dear. Don't get all worked-up because of a tossed-aside woman who's obsessing over you. If I were you, I would talk to Amu."
I sigh. Father is right. Before anything gets worse, I must talk to Amu at once. "You're right."
My father beams and locks me in a bear hug. Oh God! "Of course! Father knows best!"
"L-let me go, old man!"
"Nu-uh. Not until you say thank you with cherry on top."
"Hell no!"
"If you say so! We'll stay like this till you say so. I don't mind though. I miss hugging my beautiful son," father coos and he has the nerve to rub his cheek against mine. What the hell?
"Alright! Thank you! Now let go!"
"Where's the cherry on top?" he pouts.
Oh god, my bruised ego. "W-with cherry on top."
He pets my head before releasing me. "That's my good boy!"
I only glare at him before slamming the door shot.
Now to speak with Amu. I just hope she listens to me…
4:58 pm
"I'm so sorry Rima," Amu speaks on the phone. "I'll promise to explain it tomorrow."
"No. I want to hear it now Amu," Rima says over the line with a serious and concern tone. "I want to help you, so please, as a friend, tell me!"
"Rima," Amu sniffs as tears started to fall. Her three charas look alarmed. Suu immediately gets the tissue and gives it to Amu who thanks her.
"Amu-chan, do you want me to go there?"
"No, please don't trouble yourself. I'll be fine," Amu assures her. "It's just that I learned something today."
"What is it Amu-chan?"
"Anubo-san is Ikuto's ex-girlfriend. She said that he cheated on her, toyed with her, played her emotions," Amu sobs.
"And you believed her because….?"
"This is Ikuto we're talking about! He's that type of guy! He's just a promiscuous bastard who only wants to fill his desire by seducing vulnerable women into his bed!" she screams at the phone.
I quietly close the door behind me. I have heard enough that my heart can't take anymore. Amu, my dear Amu, thinks so lowly of me. A promiscuous bastard? For real?!
5:03 pm
Normal POV
"Don't be too harsh Amu-chan," Rima said. "What Sukiya-san said may be true, but what's in it for you? Why are you so frustrated about it?"
Amu stayed silent for a moment, contemplating if she should tell Rima about it. "Amu-chan? Are you still there?"
"I'm jealous," she admitted at last.
"Oh…"
"I'm jealous and I hate this feeling. I am so frustrated because of this. It is as if I like Ikuto or something! I don't like this feeling at all!"
"What feeling Amu? Jealousy or your feeling to Ikuto?"
"…both," Amu answered weakly.
"Why?"
"Oh Rima! I'm afraid! I'm afraid that if I ever fall in love with Ikuto, I might end up like Sukiya-san!"
Rima stared blankly at the phone she's holding. She was pretty sure that Amu's dilemma was easy. But Amu herself was making it harder. Couldn't she see that there's no way in hell that Ikuto would play with her emotions or cheat on her? But Rima knew she's not in the position to tell Amu that. "Amu, you're stupid."
Amu felt like a brick had fallen on top of her head. "W-what?"
"You're stupid. I know for sure that you've known Ikuto longer than Anubo-san does. Do you really think that he can hurt your feelings? After all the fights and victories the two of you have been through in the past? After all you did to him? He's practically indebted to you!" Rima waited for Amu's reply but when she got nothing she said, "Think about it, Amu-chan. Humans are not perfect. They make mistakes from time to time but they must learn from these mistakes for them to move on. I hope you make the right thing to do."
9:52 pm
KNOCK-KNOCK
Ikuto opened his door to see Amu standing wakwardly. He didn't say anything and that made Amu more nervous.
"May come in?" she asked, still looking at the ground.
He shrugged and stepped aside to let her in. She whispered "thanks" and went in. It was her first time in his room and she had to admit that Ikuto had a really good taste. His room was simple but looked elegant and stylish. The furniture in the room were painted in midnight-blue and white and their arrangement was balanced and in harmony too. But Amu wasn't there to criticize the interior décor of his room.
She tried to steal a glance at Ikuto who was obviously ticked off. But Amu didn't know why. She opened her mouth to say something, but she lost the courage to say what she had in mind. She tried again, but nothing came out. "I forgot what to say. I'll just say it to you when I remember." She lied and hastily made her way to the door.
But before she could tough the doorknob, Ikuto had her in an embrace from behind. "Amu, do you really think I'm a 'promiscuous bastard who only wants to fill his desire by seducing vulnerable women into my bed'?" he said, his voice was raw with pained emotion.
"I-Ikuto! You heard?" Amu squeaked.
"Amu!" he tightened his hold on her.
Amu slackened in his strong arms "I'm sorry. I don't think of you as such. I'm sorry. I didn't mean any of it. I'm sorry…"
Ikuto smiled at last but Amu was still hiding her face from him. "Amu, look at me," he said gently.
Reluctantly, Amu looked up to see Ikuto smiling serenely at her. He turned her around so that they're face to face. "I'm glad then. Now, aren't you going to tell me something?"
Amu blushed. "Oh about that. You see, I met – "
"Sukiya Anubo, my ex-girlfriend," Ikuto butted in.
Amu's golden orbs widened. "Ho did you know?"
"That doesn't matter. What matter, however, is what she told you."
"Since you eavesdropped on me, I bet you already know," she retorted.
He scowled. "I wasn't 'eavesdropping'. I just overheard. Your voice was so loud you know."
Amu smirked and took a step back so she could point her finger at him. "Yeah right. My voice was hushed when I was talking on the phone! There's no way you'd overhear it, eavesdropper!"
Ikuto too smirked and touched Amu's hand. He swiftly gathered her in his arm and brought his face close to hers. "So what if I eavesdropped? At least I know why you're acting strangely."
"But you still eavesdropped. Shame on you," Amu insisted rather childishly.
Ikuto chuckled and nuzzled her neck. "And for the record, I didn't toy or play Sukiya's emotion. And I never cheated on her."
"But why did she say all those awful things to me?"
Ikuto looked directly in her sad eyes before claiming her lips. He kissed her gently yet passionately. Amu responded almost immediately. He held on to her waist while her hands ruffled his hair. He groaned when she touched his delicate ears then he caressed her one creamy leg. Amu moaned louder and her nipples became taut at the sensation. He could fill himself getting hard as well as the taut nipples pressed against his bare chest. Instinctively, one of his hands reached out to massage her nipples. She cried out in delight and pressed herself more against him.
"Amu," he said her name over and over, his voice full with desire and hunger for the woman in his arm.
"Ikuto," she said in the same manner. She rubbed herself in his middle region and was satisfied when she felt him 'hardened' there.
In response to her bold action, Ikuto squeezed her breast, teased her nipples. Her head tilted back in pure pleasure and he used this opportunity to lower the neckline of her night gown. Ikuto looked at her well-round breasts with lust-filled eyes and didn't hesitate to taste one of them. "Ikuto!" she cried out his name loudly and pleadingly. He groaned as he tasted, licked, and bit her breasts.
His mouth traveled up to north till they were kissing hotly again. Their hands were everywhere. Ikuto was about to lift up her night gown when
KNOCK-KNOCK
there's a knock on the door.
"Ikuto-dear?" Aruto-san said from the other end.
The two wrenched from each others body instantly, both panting and breathing in for oxygen. Ikuto looked at Amu who had her eyes closed. He smirked before straightening up and helping Amu. Her face was as red as tomato when she felt his hands fix her hair. "Thanks," she said quietly.
When she deemed that she looked presentable and not caught in the act of making out, she went for the door but Ikuto called her name. She faced him and he kissed her again. "So why do you think she say all those things to you?" Ikuto asked finally asked.
Amu could only blink and say smartly, "Huh?"
Ikuto laughed. "Yeah, I thought so too."
Amu blushed more if that's even possible. And went out of Ikuto's room but still managed to bid good night to Aruto-san who looked nonplussed.
When Aruto-san was sure that Amu was out of ear shot, he said. "Damn! Did I interrupt something?"
Ikuto scowled at him. "Only the process of making your first grandson."
And Aruto-san knocked out cold while whispering tragically, "No! No! My first grandson!"
To be continued…
Preview:
"I hate liars. I hope you're not one of them."
She danced, swayed her hips, and touched her body provocatively and sexily, as he lurked in the shadow with predatory eyes.
"I want you, Amu."
To all reviewers:
Wow! That is a super long chapter if you ask me. I should be working on my project, but NOOO, I just have to finish this chapter and update Courting. I am such a kind authoress. Haha…
And since this is a really long chapter, review people!!! 30 reviews will be fine!!! Please!!!
Is this good chappy? Too much drama? Bit rated M? Little Amuto scenes? Tell me people!!! I MUST know!!!
Questions:
Does Aruto only think about little Ikutos?
Well, I don't know. He has a really twisted mind so I'm not sure (even if I'm the authoress…haha).
Where am I?
I'm here, in my room. Want my address? XP
What's Hey!Say!Jump!?
One of the cutest boy bands in Japan. They are basically teens and, yeah, I love them. XD Wikipedia or google them, if you like.
Am I ok?
Nope. I'm actually going crazy with my project and my final exam was over just yesterday. I really need a vacation but I have advance summer class. Hmft
How come Amu didn't notice someone else on the bed was sleeping with her?
'cause she's sleeping soundly. That sort of happened to me when me and my classmates were on a field trip. My roommates got drunk and they messed up the whole room while I was sleeping snuggly on the bed. XD I didn't even budge or anything, and I was so shock when I found in the morning (when they told me about it…).
How's life?
O.o I am sort of busy with my project and cosplay career. By the way, I am cosplaying Amulet Heart this Friday (Apr 3, 09) at Ozine Fest here in Philippines. Unfortunately, I don't have pink wig. Why don't I buy? Well, why don't you? Yeah, I thought so too. XD But I have pink hair spray. I'll post some links for photos in my profile, if you guys like to see my Amulet cosplay. And I have her cute pompoms!
Random Question:
What do you do in your free time?
Me? I daydream, fantasize my crushes, doodles, sound trip, sleep in the library, text my friends, list the DVDs I should buy. Damn! I still haven't watched Shugo Chara ep 27-51!!! Boo!!!
What can you say about necrophilia (sexual desire for dead bodies)?
GROSS!!!!!!
AUTHOR'S NOTE:
REVIEW PLEASE!!!
(Currently listening to Your Call by Secondhand Serenade)