I'm sooo freaking sorry! I know I said that I would update this waaaay sooner but my life got in the way, (that and I got lazy). Horrible excuse I know but still an excuse nonetheless.

I went to my Great Grandmother's for a couple days and while there I got a horrible cold and couldn't even talk without my throat hurting like crazy and nearly coughing my lungs up (a horrible combination let me tell you, especially when your family suddenly seems to be in a talkative mood *grimaces*).

And to top it all off I just can't seem to sleep lately and when I do sleep I have really freaky nightmares *shivers*.

In fact the only reason this chapter is done right now is because I've been up at almost midnight with a pounding headache and a brain that just won't shut the hell off and let me fall asleep! So I'm terribly sorry if this chapter is a bit of a mess and doesn't seem to make much sense, I'll try to look it over in a little bit, preferably after my head stops pounding and I get an actual goodnights sleep.

Not to mention the fact that I am very pissed off at my family right now! I mean they practically said I was a lazy bitch who was just a bobble head. In fact that's what my grandfather called me, a 'bobble head that doesn't speak English', just because he was mad that I didn't feel like talking. BTW that doesn't make any FUCKING SENSE! Bobble heads DON'T SPEAK ANY LANGUAGE! AT ALL!

Grrrr…

Anyways I've kept you long enough. Do proceed and read (hehe I rhymed)… while I tear my hair out in frustration as I wait for my brain to finally allow me to sleep.

God I hate my life…

Ikuto's POV

I was running through the forest, my ears flicking back and forth, searching for any signs of approach, my tail weaving behind me in unease.

Something was going to happen, I could feel it.

I ran again, only faster this time. Shadows flitted past me, as I worked my way in and out of the forest. I made sure my steps were careful and light, barely brushing the leaf-clad ground.

One of the first signs that something was wrong was hearing leaves rustling when the wind did not blow.

Leaves do not blow on their own.

I glanced back and with my sharp eyes I saw the slightly lighter shadows of small shapes, flitting through the forest behind me.

I paused, tilting my head to the side as my ears flicked in several directions, searching for the sound that would alert me to the pursuit. Suddenly the sound of heavy pawsteps, poorly disguised, echoed in my ears; the echoes of tiny pawsteps followed, hitting the ground over and over again.

And so, with the sounds of pursuit ringing in my sensitive ears, I did what anyone would do, I ran.

I pushed my long legs to cover as much ground as I could; not bothering to mask my heavy footsteps anymore. They were already on my trail so what was the point in wasting time on something that would prove to be futile in the end and only slow me down?

My long legs ate up the ground, but it wasn't enough.

They were on four legs, I was on two.

A heavy body slammed into mine, sending me crashing and rolling over the hard ground. A horrible guttural snarling filled my ears, making me lay them flat in an attempt to block the loud noise out. A sharp pain stabbed from my ribs down to my left hip and I let my breath out in a sharp hiss.

Suddenly I was furious.

A heavy weight continued to press down on me as I thrashed back and forth, hissing and snarling in defense as I struggled to get whatever it was off of me.

After several failed attempts of getting free, I decided: enough was enough.

I flexed my hand, allowing my long and razor sharp claws to break through the fragile skin on my hand, and I thrust my hand upward, slashing at the heavy creature that refused to let go.

I heard the sickening sound that was that of the ripping of flesh, before a sharp yelp followed, sounding from the creature right before the weight lifted off of me, allowing me the freedom to move.

I rolled to my feet, crouching down and rocking back on my heels, resting my weight on my back legs. I was tensed on any sign of movement, ignoring the protest of my burning stomach.

I held my left hand out, my claws unsheathed and ready to rip apart any threat. A thin layer of blood already coated the sharp tips, dripping down onto the ground below.

I distantly thought back on the yelp of pain it had emitted, as my narrowed eyes searched the shadows. 'Dog.' I concluded. 'Maybe coyote or wolf, judging on the weight.'

As it turned out the creature was covered in silky black fur. Its pelt shifted with each twitch of its muscle and long claws peeked out of its large padded paws, wearing the blood that most definitely came from my stomach.

'Wolf.'

The wolf's muzzle curled back in a threatening snarl, showing off its sharp canines, and an angry growl rolled out from its mouth as it took one slow step towards me.

I laid my ears back, barring my elonginated canines, hissing dangerously as my tail flicked back and forth threateningly. I flexed my claws, ready for the battle that was to come.

I saw the wolf's muscles bunch up a second before it sprang. Though that second was just enough to spring to the side, avoiding the snapping jaws that would have dealt the killing blow.

It seemed this enemy was serious, and not to be taken lightly.

The wolf whirled around, taking another leap at me, claws outstretched and fangs barred in an angry snarl.

This time, however, I didn't move out of the way. Instead I leapt up to meet it, twisting so I landed on its back, grabbing handfuls of its silky fur. It landed on its paws, letting out an angry growl as it lashed its fur clad tail.

I dug my claws deep into the quivering flesh on the wolf's back shoulder, causing a howl of pain to erupt from its muzzle.

It began thrashing around, struggling to get me off and stop the pain, and I dug my claws in further, earning another howl of pain.

The wolf snarled, laying its erect ears flat against its head. It bunched up its muscles, rearing up and falling back.

I released my hold on its shoulders, scrambling to get away from the heavy body that was falling towards the ground as I sprang away, landing gently on the balls of my feet, watching as the wolf fell to the ground with a thump.

It began getting up, gently rolling its shoulders as if to dislodge something unpleasant, and I slowly assessed the look of pain in its eyes and its stiff legged movements.

It was in pain because of me.

'Good.' I thought with satisfaction. 'Maybe it will think twice before attacking again.' The wolf looked back at me, meeting my eyes with hatred. A feeling of unease swept through me as something close to satisfaction shown in its dark eyes. Maybe everything wasn't as it seemed…

The wolf threw back its head, letting out a piercing howl, and I flattened my ears against my head, hissing as it hit my sensitive ears.

Then all hell broke loose.

Creatures poured out from behind the wolf, their tiny snarls echoing in my ears. The wolf looked at me in triumph as they ran towards me, hissing and spitting warnings almost as if it had the same thought that I had.

There were too many of them to take on, I would have to resort to more drastic measures.

I crouched down, closing my eyes and pulling on the power within me, tugging the beast to the surface and letting it take control. I felt the familiar stinging on my skin as my blue-black pelt sprang forth from my skin, and I blinked back tears as my eyes watered and my muzzle pushed out from my face. I heard the satisfying crack of my bones as they reshaped into my beast and a delicious tingle of excitement worked its way from my ears down to the tip of my tail.

I opened my eyes as soon as the change was complete, and I fixed my gaze on the creatures scampering towards me. They seemed to have stopped to watch my transformation, but were now continuing on towards me.

I bared my teeth, letting out an angry snarl, as they reached me. They clawed their way up my body, biting and clawing at my legs and I swiped at them, letting my razor sharp claws tear into flesh; but no matter what I did, they just kept coming. One of them had managed to get onto my shoulder, and before I knew it, it was sinking its fangs into my flesh, piercing through my delicate skin and ripping out clumps of my fur. I yowled in pain, shaking my shoulder in an attempt to dislodge the creature's fangs. And when that didn't work, I reared up, smashing my back into a tree, crushing the creature with my weight, making it go limp as its neck broke on the impact.

Another creature slashed its claws across the side of my muzzle, earning a snarl and a paw swipe which cut it nearly in half. Another one started clawing and biting at my soft underbelly, right near the wound the wolf had afflicted.

I let out a hiss as small claws dug in right next to my tender and still bleeding skin, and I shook my body, struggling to dislodge the creature that was now sinking its jaws right next to my bleeding underbelly.

I twisted, pulling my head down so that I was looked down at the ground, lifting one of my front legs to twist my head and sink my jaws around the creatures small body, snapping my jaws together until I heard a satisfying crunch, and then tossing my head up, flinging the lifeless creature away into the shadows.

Several more creatures began climbing up my back legs, digging their claws and fangs into the muscles there. I danced in place trying to dislodge them as another few creatures climbed on my shoulder, adding a few more marks to my already bleeding skin.

I let out a frustrated yowl as one by one; creature after creature came pouring out at me. No matter how many times I swiped at them and diminished their numbers more would just pop in. And it was really starting to piss me off that they were basically treating my body as a jungle jim.

I let out a low snarl, glaring at the bastard that just stood there like a coward, to afraid to fight me himself.

I hated cowards with a passion. They acted all tough as if they could take anything, but when it came down to it they were all talk and no action, hiding behind someone else's protection and running away like the cowards they were.

And right now that wolf who stood in the shadows with a sadistic look on its face and a crazed gleam in its eyes as it watched these creatures climb all over me was a coward, one of the worst I had ever met.

'Did he really just think he could have a bunch of small creatures take me down?' I snarled, and as I took in the gleam of victory in the wolfs eyes and the way it watched as if proud of a job well done I realized, yes, yes he did.

My vision turned red.

I took a slow step towards the cocky wolf, lowering my head and fixed it with a glare as I let my lips curl back, exposing my glistening canines and letting a snarl tear its way all the way from my belly and out my throat.

The wolf looked surprised, and slowly took a step back as I advanced on it, paying no attention to the now insignificant creatures hanging on to my body.

The look of terror that replaced the wolfs cockiness as I tore its throat out was satisfying indeed. And the fact that the annoying creatures practically disappeared as soon as their 'master' was dead, was in fact satisfying as well. However that satisfaction quickly diminished as exhaustion worked its way through my wounded body. Reminding me of the wounds that the adrenaline had made me forget.

I staggered forwards blindly, as my vision got fuzzy and the world started to recede. The last few things that I witnessed before falling into unconsciousness were…

Falling through a bunch of bushes before crashing to the ground on my side, groaning in pain as I struggled to fight the darkness that was slowly overpowering my mind.

I opened my eyes, blinking slowly as I wearily searched my surroundings, and froze as my eyes suddenly met the eyes of a very shocked little girl. She looked at me, frozen in place her big honey eyes filled with fear. Why was that…?

Oh.

I was still a cat, a rather large and wild looking cat lying in the middle of what must have been a path.

Well she must be feeling very surprised right now.

I distantly heard the sound of a girl calling someone's name, and caught a glimpse of pink on the edge of my vision as my eyes slowly slid shut. And quietly I slipped into unconsciousness, unknowingly letting the man take over what the beast had once been in control of seconds ago.

I snapped my eyes open, gasping as sharp pains ran through out my body as I tried to sit up.

Giving up, I flopped back down, trying to appease my now screaming body and slowly, I closed my eyes, fighting back the nausea that had surfaced at my sudden movements.

It wasn't until my body had calmed down and the nausea had gone away, that I realized I wasn't in the woods.

My eyes snapped open, quickly searching my surroundings for any threat. I was in a room with dark pink walls; in the corner was a black desk with a laptop sitting on top off it. A comfy looking swivel chair sat in front of it, looking sullen and lonely. Two doors lead out of the room, one right across from me, -'probably the door into the rest of the house' I concluded- and the other sat next to what looked to be a closet –'a bathroom most likely'.

I twisted my head, to see that I was lying on a black covered bed with several fluffy pink pillows (those colors seemed to be a constant in this room), but none of those things caught my attention. No. The thing (or should I say person) that had caught my attention was the girl sleeping next to me.

Her long pink hair (an unusual color but, then, who was I to talk?) was splayed around her, sticking out promptly thanks to the black blanket underneath her. Her pale skin was slightly flushed, almost as if she had a slight fever. I scanned her face, taking in her delicate features, she was definitely beautiful, and she seemed so innocent.

I mean, who in there right mind, would allow a stranger they didn't even know strait into their home?

She was too innocent to be hanging around me. I would definitely have a bad influence on her…

I slowly sat up, ignoring the protests of my body, and I allowed my eyes to travel down her body, taking in her curvy figure –which was poorly clad with only a tank top and shorts- her long legs and her deliciously edible looking lips.

I licked my lips, looking down at her as she slept peacefully. I noticed the small shivers that racked her body and gently lifted the covers out from under her body, tucking it over her. I went to pull my arm back, only to have it grasped by a pair of small hands. I looked down in surprise only to find the girl's hands wrapped around my arm. I stilled for a moment, allowing her warmth to wash over me before gently tugging my arm away or at least trying to tug it away but trying to get away only resulted in the girl tightening her grip and pulling my arm to her chest.

I tensed, looking down at the arms that were holding one of mine as a hostage, and taking in her peaceful smile I relaxed, leaning back against the pillows, making sure not to wake the girl.

I kept my head turned towards her, studying her peaceful face, as a gentle smile graced my usually impassive face. There was something about this girl that brought out the gentle emotions that I had thought I had forgotten long ago.

'This could get interesting.'

I closed my eyes letting out a slow sigh. It seemed the girl wasn't going to let go of me any time soon, so I might as well sleep as well. Especially since my body was aching.

'Wait my wounds…'

My eyes shot open and I looked down at my stomach, only to see a large bandage was taped across were the wound was, the same went for the rest of my wounds.

'But how…?' I glanced at the girl and a slight smile touched my lips.

'It seemed that I had many things to thank this girl for.'

I closed my eyes once again and finally let myself breath in her sent. She smelled like strawberries and something else… peaches maybe?

Strawberries… it was fitting for a girl with pink hair, not that I had a right to talk.

I sighed again before quietly allowing myself to drift into sleep.

'I wonder if she's as sweet as she looks…'

Oh ho, Ikuto you are in trooouble.

So do you think I should have Amu stun him with her witty retorts and stubborn mind and make him work for it? Or do you think she should be sweet?

Personally I think it would be kind of funny to make her be sweet at first and then snap and suddenly use her 'cool and spicy' attitude, I think the look on Ikuto's face would be funny… but, that's just me.

So review and tell me what you want, because I'm going to let you choose! Yes you, who is sitting in front of a glowing screen reading this right now! So Review and tell me what you want! ;D

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I'm going to art camp this weekend and I'll be gone all week, so I won't be able to write for a while. Sorry!

But… I do have a Amuto oneshot that I can post if you guys want, to hold you off. So if you do want it, review! And quick cause if you want it I gotta post it sooner than latter, otherwise you'll have to wait a week for it.

Anyways…

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