A/N: Ash, I love you~! You gave me that great idea, so this chapter is just for you! ^_^
Quick Side Note: Whoot, whoot~! The plot is messed up now, dude! It's so totally awesome! Oh, and Johny Depp rules. XD
-----Recap~
I narrow my eyes. Ikuto is so much like Ikuto it's starting to make me wonder.
Is this Ikuto my Ikuto?
----End Recap~!
I remember one time, when Ikuto- imaginary Ikuto- was in my room, and we were talking.
"Ikuto," I said, "why do you always hang out with me?"
Ikuto stiffened. "Because," he answered.
"What? That's not an answer!" I screamed.
Ikuto rolled his eyes. "Yes it is."
"I don't like that answer! Tell me!"
"Because."
"Ikuto!" I whined. "I want a real answer! Tell me!"
Ikuto rolled over on my bed and ignored me.
"Ikuto!" I hit him in the back.
"I would tell you, Amu," he said, "but I'm afraid to."
"What? Why? Come on, Ikuto tell me! And don't lie to me."
"I can't."
"Yes you can, lier!"
Ikuto, I had thought, don't ever lie to me.
I pouted for the rest of the day.
But I was happy the next day. He promised that he would never lie to me. Ever.
Ikuto.... will you keep that promise?
A week has past since Kukai and Ikuto came to my house that first time. They now go almost everyday.
It annoys the crap out of me.
"Amu!" Kukai calls. "Let's go to your house again."
I roll my eyes. "No," I reply.
"Why not?" Kukai whines.
"'Cause."
"Amu, that's not fair!"
"I. Don't. Care."
"But-"
"Kukai," Ikuto interrupts. "She said no."
I look up and grin. "Thanks, Ikuto."
Ikuto looks down, his eyes go from cold and hard to warm and soft. "Yeah," he breathes.
Kukai crosses his arms. "Ugh, gross. Get a room, you lovebirds!"
"We aren't lovebirds!" I shout.
The class stares at us.
I forgot that we were in class....
A few of the preppy girls sneer and whisper while looking at us. They start laughing.
"I hate those evil preps!" I whine.
Kukai rolls his eyes. "Yeah, and they hate you back."
Ikuto smirks. "Especially since you always hang out with me and Kukai."
I look up at Ikuto. "Why would they hate me for that?" I ask.
"Because," Kukai says, "me and Ikuto are the two hottest guys this school has to offer! Maybe even the whole world!"
"Um, no. That would be Johny Depp."
Ikuto snorts. "He has a baby face."
"So? It's hot!"
"You always have liked him..." Ikuto mutters.
"Huh?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"Nothing," Ikuto says, slightly shaking his head. "Ah, the teacher's here. Let's get back to work."
Ikuto.... I'm becoming more suspicious...
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Lunch was filled with me spacing out. I didn't really talk to the guys.... Though, they tried to get me to, I was just too out of it.
Ikuto... If I asked you something, would you lie to me?
I look out the window, planning on spacing out again, when I feel a sharp tug on my hair.
I look around, my eyes set in a glare, looking for the culprit.
Then, I become confused. Everywhere I looked, there was no one near me.
Someone clears their throat and I look down. "Oh," I say. "Didn't see you down there. Sorry."
Rima frowns. "I'm not that short- I come up to your mouth!" she yells.
"Still.... That's pretty short..." I mummer.
Rima glowers. Crossing her arms, she makes a quick "Humph!" sound and turns away, pouting.
"Rima..." I press my lips together. Her small size must be a touchy subject for her. "I'm really sorry about that, Rima."
Rima nods. "Accepted."
I wasn't apologizing.... I think to myself.
"So, anyway, I wanted to ask you something."
I nod. "Go for it."
"You're going out with that Ikuto guy."
I blink. "Rima..." I can feel my face heating up.... "That really didn't sound like a question."
"That wasn't the question."
"Well, no, we aren't going out!"
"Really? It seems like you really like him," Rima notes.
My blush deepens. "We're just friends!"
"Mhm. Sure."
"I'm serious!" I whisper-yell. The damn friggin' teacher...
"Amu, he likes you."
"Wha- no! Lier!" I glare at her.
She shakes her head. "I know you like him as well. Don't lie to me!" she snaps.
I blush again. "I-I don't. I mean, Ikuto's a great guy, but... he... He's not Ikuto... At least... I dunno. Maybe he is, I'm still trying to figure that one out..."
Rima gives me one of those what-are-you-talking-about-you-stupid-idiot looks.
"Okay, so, I had this imaginary friend, named Ikuto. I didn't come up with that- it was his real name. He looked, acted, smelled, and was pretty much everything like the Ikuto that you know. Except that I was the only one who could see him. And..."
I continue to tell Rima about Ikuto for the whole class period. Once the period is over, we walk side by side to my locker.
Rima nods. "Alright, now I understand how you aren't crazy."
I nod. "Yeah... Not crazy... Just seeing, feeling, hearing, and smelling someone for years that no one else could see...."
"You know what I think?" Rima asks.
"No, what do you think?" I reply.
"I think that imaginary Ikuto is real Ikuto."
"Rima... I think you might be right. But why wouldn't he remember me?" I inquire.
"No, Amu, that's the wrong question. The real question is... Why would he pretend not to remember you?"
My eyes widen. What's happening with my life? Ikuto.... is that true?
Don't lie to me.
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A/N: Okay, that's this chapter! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and special thanks to Ash! I love you! *gloumps* That idea that you gave me will be coming in soon!
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