Yumiko: Yes! The long awaited chapter! Holy shit, I've been working on this for weeks and to be honest, I fucking hate it. I really didn't know what I was doing to this chapter. I tried to play around with it, but nothing worked. So, here's a shitty chapter. By the way, I was planning on doing a Christmas and New years chapter but, I have so much to do and am so tired and for the next week or so, I'm going to be jam-packed busy. So, I'll do one or the other, Christmas chappie or New years chappie. This is important. the one you choose will have a key part of plot in it so I need you to say in the reviews which one. Let me give you a little sneak peak: Christmas: cute, fluffy, feelings are put out in the open (well, some-what). New years: Hot, drunkness, feelings slip out do to drunkness, passionate (some-what) To be honest, I'd rather write the christmas one, but I wouldn't mind writing the new years one. But, this is your choice. I want this story to be interactive with the readers. So choose please!
Amu: Disclaimer: Yumiko does not own shugo chara or any of it's characters!
Amu's POV:
I changed out of my Nurse's outfit, -Thank fucking god-, and got my luggage all while avoiding Ikuto. He didn't try to talk to me, so I'm guessing he'll avoid me too. We exited the plane and we're immediately crowed with herds of fans. We had to get security where we were. It's kind of embarrassing...
After being escorted to the car, we were on our way to the hotel.
''Oh shit.'' I said aloud.
''Who's rooming with who?'' I asked in a panicked matter.
''Naturally, you and Ikuto will be rooming. You ARE a couple, after all.'' Sanjo-san said as she glared at me.
I nodded pathetically. I glanced over at Ikuto who was gazing out the window. He noticed I was staring and looked at me. He looked back out the window without changing his expression.
What the fuck was that?
Most times, he'd smirk at me.
Is he mad?
Oh well, not my problem.
We arrived at the hotel parking lot probably five minutes after that.
I got out of the car and opened the trunk. As I was about to get my luggage, I felt hands on my waist.
Looking behind me, I saw Ikuto smile at me.
Woah, bi-polar much?
He moved me aside and grabbed our luggage in one hand. He grabbed my hand with his free one and led me up to our room.
Once we got inside, He let the luggage drop and let go of my hand. He looked at me, again, expressionless.
''Okay, just what is with you?'' I asked.
He didn't respond.
''You're really starting to fucking piss me off. If you're mad at me, tell me, don't fucking leave me in the dark. And anyway, we can't be fighting. The press might notice. And don't think that just because we're on tour doesn't mean we won't work on the plan.'' I said angrily.
He sighed.
''I only smiled at you because we had to act like a couple, stupid.'' He explained.
I glared at him.
''Fine, I'll show you what to do with Tadase.'' He said.
I looked at him with excited eyes.
''What do I have to do?'' I asked happily.
He sat down on the bed and patted the space next to him. I sat down and faced him.
''Okay. First, you might have to seduce him a little.'' He explained.
''Okay...How?'' I questioned.
''Well, when you're talking to him, always make eye-contact,'' He said as he demonstrated by locking eyes with me.
''Then, every once in a while, touch his knee or arm or something.'' He said as he placed his hand on my knee.
''And then?'' I breathed out with a blush.
''Play with his hair casually...and give it a slight tug once in a while...'' He said as he placed his fingers in my hair while moving his hand to my thigh.
''Like this?'' I asked as I slightly tugged on his hair, then returning to run it through my fingers.
He nodded.
''...And then... you might want to move closer...to show...'' He trailed off as he leaned his face closer to me, ''...that you're interested in a kiss...''
We moved close, our lips almost touching.
I began closing my eyes, so did he.
'RING!'
We snapped apart.
''Amu~, let's go hang out~'' Rima said cutely from the other side of the door.
''U-Uh...I'm coming!'' I yelled as I grabbed a sweater and my purse.
I looked back at Ikuto apologetically. He didn't respond.
Feeling guilty, I went over and kissed his cheek.
''Sorry, teach me more later, okay?'' I said before heading out the door.
''Amu!'' Rima yelled as she attacked me in a hug.
I laughed and hugged her back.
''Where are we going?'' I said.
''Somewhere with all the girls.'' Rima explained.
I nodded.
Turns out, we all went to the mall.
We were sitting in the food court all together.
''Guys, I'm bored.'' Ainimi whined.
''Let's play a game!'' Kotone suggested.
''Like?'' Utau asked.
''Truth or dare?'' Kimiki slipped out.
Kaori smacked a hand over her mouth as Kyara smirked devilishly.
''You idiot!'' Kaori yelled.
''Sorry...I forgot...'' Kimiki apologized.
Kyara began laughing darkly.
''What's wrong?'' I asked.
''Well, when Kyara plays truth or dare, she expects the most extravagant dares. She'll accept any.'' Akari explained.
''That's bad?'' Ainimi asked.
''Well, not only does she do any dare, but she gives rather hard dares and is extremely blunt with truths.'' Said Akari.
Utau shivered.
''O-Okay...who goes first?'' Kotone asked.
''I guess...I will?'' Kimiki said.
Kyara smirked at her with a glint in her eye.
Everyone shivered.
''U-Um...Amu?'' Kimiki said while she pointed at me.
''Truth.'' I said. I usually do truths.
''Chicken shit.'' Kyara said while glaring at me.
I stuck my tongue out at her.
''Have you ever kissed anyone?'' Kimiki asked.
I froze and blushed.
''U-um...yeah...'' I stuttered.
''WHO?'' They all yelled.
''Only one question per truth!'' I shouted.
They all complained but didn't press.
''Uh, Kotone.'' I said.
''Dare.'' She said with a smirk.
''I dare you to tell the geeky looking guy that, that shirt makes him look manly and handsome.'' I said with a smirk as I pointed at the scrawny cashier guy with plenty of acne working in the food court.
She made a disgusted face but got up. We all watched with amusement.
Kotone went up and leaned across the counter, purposely revealing her cleavage.
''That shirt makes you look really Handsome and manly.'' She said as she winked at him.
He perked up and tried to give her a seductive look, failing miserably.
We all busted out laughing. She hurriedly came back and slammed her head on the table.
''That was the most painful thing I have ever done...'' She groaned.
We looked back at the cashier guy now trying to hit on a cute girl that had come to buy food. We all laughed our asses off again as Kotone sulked.
''Kimiki, truth or dare.'' Kotone said, still having her head against the table.
''Dare.'' Kimiki said bravely.
''Go to that soda dispenser, and pour a bunch of cola down your shirt.'' Kotone said as she pointed to the Soda dispenser across from them.
Kimiki smirked and strutted over to the dispenser. Taking her pick, she pressed the button for sprite, causing a flow of sprite to splash all over her and her clothes.
She came back and wiped her hands on Kotone.
''Happy?'' Kimiki asked.
''Ecstatic.'' Kotone said with a toothy smile.
''Utau.'' Kimiki picked.
''Truth.'' Utau said quickly.
''Do you like Kukai?'' Kimiki asked.
Utau blushed furiously.
''Are you messed up in the head?'' Utau shouted.
''Answer~'' Kimiki sang.
''I...I d-don't know...'' Utau stuttered.
Kimiki smiled triumphantly.
''Akari.'' Utau said.
''Dare!'' Akari said cheerfully.
''Uh, lick Kyara?'' Utau said but quickly slapped her hand over her mouth.
''ECCHI!'' Kaori and Rima yelled.
''No, no! It just slipped out!'' Utau retorted.
''Uh-huh,'' Kotone smirked as she leaned forward, placing her chin in the palm of her hand.
Kyara leaned toward Akari, rubbing her cheek teasingly.
Kyara smirked at her.
''Gotta do it.''
Akari glared at her but quickly licked her cheek.
''There. Lesbian.'' Akari snapped at Kyara.
''No thanks I like men.'' Kyara retorted, placing her hands behind her head.
Akari tried to look angry but smiled as she playfully punched Kyara in the arm. Kyara smiled back.
''Uh, Kyara.'' Akari said nervously.
''Dare!'' She shouted.
''...Buy a whoopie cushion, go into the girls washroom and act like you just took the BIGGEST dump ever.'' Akari smirked.
Kyara smirked back at her before standing and going to the gag store. She bought a whoopie cushion and burst into the bathroom. Everyone followed.
''COMING THROUGH, OH GOD.'' Kyara yelled as she kicked the stall door open.
She squeezed the whoopie cushion causing a huge farting to echo through the bathroom
''JESUS.'' She yelled.
All of us burst out laughing at the other people's disgusted face.
After a few more farting noises, Kyara flushed the toilet and came out.
''FUCK YEAH!'' Kaori yelled as she high-fived Kyara.
''Can we leave now?'' Rima asked.
''Nope.'' Kyara smirked.
''Amu.'' Kyara chuckled.
Amu gulped, ''Dare.''
''Get your belly-button pierced.'' Kyara laughed darkly.
Arriving back at the hotel room, Amu spotted Ikuto in loose jeans with a chain hanging down the side and a black button up shirt (un-tucked) with the first few top buttons unbuttoned. He also had a white tie hanging loosely around his neck.
Amu blushed as her eyes drifted to his chest.
''W-Why are you dressed like that!'' Amu demanded.
''Why? See something you like?'' Ikuto smirked while stepping close to her.
''Seriously!'' Amu shouted.
''We have a concert tonight, idiot.'' Ikuto replied as he flicked her forward.
''SHUT UP, I KNEW THAT.'' Amu yelled.
''Sure, sure.'' He said as he lazy waved his hand.
''Get dressed. You're costume is in the bathroom.'' Ikuto said while pointing to the bathroom.
Amu nodded and headed to change.
Amu exited the bathroom wearing a short-sleeve, black tie-die shirt with a short and loose, red-ripped tank top on top. She also had black skinny jeans with random zippers all over as a design.(pic on profile)
Ikuto was no-where in site. Amu decided to go to the prep room where she'd get her hair and make-up done.
''What's the concept?'' The hair stylist asked as Amu entered.
''Punk.'' Amu responded.
''...I think I know what to do. Sit down.'' The hairstylist ordered.
Amu did as told and anticipated the result.
''Okay, you can look now.'' The hairstylist said as she put her scissors in her pocket.
''Woah...'' Amu muttered as she looked in the mirror.
She looked really different!
Half of her head was died black, splitting in the middle of her bangs. Her hair was cut fairly short so that it could be spiked up in the back, while some hair stayed long at the said of her face.
''You like it?'' The stylist asked.
''It's perfect!'' Amu exclaimed.
She gave her stylist a hug and went to show everyone.
''Hey guys,'' Amu said as she approached a group of 12.
(A/N: I honestly had to fucking count.)
''HOLY SHIT. AMU, I FUCKING LOVE YOUR HAIR!'' Kyara screamed.
''It's so cute!'' Akari giggled and Kaori agreed with a nod.
''You guys really like it?'' Amu asked.
''Yes!'' Kotone said cheerfully.
Ikuto went up and touched her hair.
''Its...short...'' Ikuto said, sounding almost disappointed.
''You don't like it?''Amu questioned.
''No, I like it. You look cute, tough, and sexy all at once but I kinda liked you're long hair.'' He shrugged.
''My hair wasn't that long to begin with, and my hair isn't going to be like this forever, just until the tour ends.'' Amu reassured.
He played with the spikes in her hair.
''You look sexy this way too, though.'' He smirked.
Amu blushed before lightly shoving him away.
''Sh-Shut up.'' She stuttered.
''Now is not the time to be blushing!'' Rima snapped.
''You have to go out there and act like a bad ass.'' She reminded.
Amu nodded.
''Kukai, Nagihiko! You're wanted on stage!'' Nikaidou shouted.
They nodded before taking their places.
Kukai twirled his drum sticks around his fingers in anticipation while Nagihiko was doing last minute tune-ups for his guitar.
Ikuto:
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad
(Good girls go bad)
Ikuto began walking onto the stage during the intro, taking his place behind the microphone. He smiled at the crowd, making them applaud louder.
I know your type
(Your type)
You're daddy's little girl
Just take a bite
(One bite)
Let me shake up your world
Ikuto shimmed his shoulders up and down as he leaned to the side as he sang 'shake up your world'.
'Cause just one night couldn't be so wrong
I'm gonna make you lose control
Guys:
She was so shy
Till I drove her wild
Ikuto:
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go bad
You were hanging in the corner
With your five best friends
You heard that I was trouble
But you couldn't resist
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad
(bad, bad, bad)
Good girls go bad
(bad, bad, bad)
Good girls go bad
Amu walked onto the stage with her cordless microphone, walking over to Ikuto seductively, smirking at him.
Amu:
I know your type
(Your type)
Boy, you're dangerous
Yeah, you're that guy
(That guy)
Amu made her way next to Ikuto putting her finger under his chin and making him look at her.
I'd be stupid to trust
But just one night couldn't be so wrong
You make me wanna lose control
Amu swirled her hips in a circle as she sang 'control'.
Guys:
She was so shy
Till I drove her wild
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go bad
Amu:
I was hanging in the corner With my five best friends
I heard that you were trouble
But I couldn't resist
Guys:
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad
(Bad, bad, bad)
Good girls go bad
(Bad, bad, bad)
Good girls go bad
Oh, she got away with the boys in the place
Treat 'em like they don't stand a chance
Amu, girls in crowd, backup singers:
And he got away with the girls in the back
Acting like they're too hot to dance
Guys:
Yeah, she got away with the boys in the place
Treat 'em like they don't stand a chance
Amu, girls in crowd, backup singers:
And he got away with the girls in the back
Acting like they're too hot to dance
Amu, Ikuto:
I make them good girls go bad
(Treat 'em like they don't stand a chance)
I make them good girls go
make them good girls go
The good girls go bad, yeah
Good girls go bad
Amu:
I was hanging in the corner
With my five best friends
I thought that you were trouble
But I couldn't resist
Guys:
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go bad
I make them good girls go
Good girls go bad
(Bad, bad, bad)
Good girls go bad
(Bad, bad, bad)
Good girls go
The crowd wildly cheered, jumping and chanting the band name.
Amu and Ikuto smiled at each other. A snap caused them to look behind them, noticing Nikaidou and Sanjo gesturing them to kiss as they hid behind the curtain.
Amu blushed wickedly, her mouth agape.
Ikuto smirked before grabbing Amu's shoulders and pulling her towards him to claim her lips. The crowd cheered more, screaming and squealing. After they pulled away, Amu smiled and waved (while blushing of course) before Ikuto picked her up bridal-style, taking her back-stage.
''You guys were fucking awesome!'' Akari shouted, taken in by the cheering.
''Thanks!'' Amu shouted back cheerfully.
''Now, if you'll excuse us...'' Ikuto trailed off as he walked towards the exit.
''Eh? Where are you going?'' Ainimi asked.
''Well, time for some post-concert sex.'' Ikuto explained.
''NOOOOOOO!'' Amu yelled.
When they exited the concert hall, the paparazzi took a picture of the couple, Amu blushed but smiled, even though she wanted to run. Ikuto smirked as they took pictures.
''Excuse us, but we need to go back to our hotel room.'' Ikuto explained.
''To do what?'' A reporter asked.
''Why don't you guess?'' Ikuto winked before taking Amu to the elevator.
Ikuto carried her down the hall and kicked the door open, throwing her onto the bed.
''I can't believe you carried me all the way here!'' Amu pouted.
Ikuto didn't respond. He climbed onto the bed, grabbing her wrists in both hands, his knees on either side of her hips. He kissed her forehead, then her nose, cheek, and lips.
He began to kiss her more passionately, trailing his tongue across her bottom lip. He was surprised when she granted him entry. Leaving her mouth, he began trailing kissed down her jaw-line to her neck. One of his hands left her wrist to trail up her stomach. He paused.
''When the hell did you get a belly-button ring?'' Ikuto asked.
'' Eheheh,'' Amu laughed nervously.
''We played truth or dare...'' Amu trailed off.
''Hn.'' Ikuto said as he continued kissing her neck, his finger now fiddling with her belly-button ring.
''Did it hurt?'' He asked.
''Yes...'' Amu breathed out.
'' Did you wish I was there? So you could hold my hand?'' He asked teasingly.
''Yes.'' She whimpered.
He left another hickey on her neck, since the last one had disappeared. ( He hadn't done it properly the first time.)
His hands reach the hem of her shirt, tugging it, silently asking Amu if he could take it off.
She nodded.
He pulled at it, just about to pull it over her head.
'RING'.
''GOD FUCKING DAMN IT!'' Ikuto cursed.
''EVERY FUCKING TIME.'' He shouted before angrily picking up his phone.
''What?'' He barked out into the phone.
'' I-Is Amu there?'' A voice asked.
''Yeah, one sec.'' Ikuto growled as he tossed the phone at Amu.
Amu caught it, putting it to her ear.
''Hello?'' Amu answered.
Ikuto sat on the edge of the bed, silently listening to the conversation.
''T-Tadase?'' Amu squeaked out in surprise.
Ikuto growled low in his throat.
He shouldn't have answered that damned phone.
'' A d-d-date?'' Amu yelped.
Ikuto snapped his head toward Amu. Amu looked at him, her eyes asking him what to do. He sighed, and thought for a bit. He looked up finally and gave her a thumbs up.
Amu smiled.
''Tadase? Yeah, I'll go. Okay, bye.'' Amu said before hanging up and giving the phone back to Ikuto.
Ikuto placed the phone on the bed-side table and turned back to Amu, just staring into her eyes. They didn't say a word, just locked eyes and stared. Without reason, Ikuto leaned forward, lightly placing his hand on her cheek, brushing hair out of the way and placed a gentle kiss on her lips.
Amu looked at him, slightly startled.
''Amu, do you really like him?'' Ikuto asked.
Amu's eyes widened.
''I...I don't know if I can answer that...''
Yumiko: Viola!
Ikuto: FFFFF-
Amu: Please vote for Christmas or New years!
PLEASE R+R! :D