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..::Nikaidou's Office::..
"Are you sure you're alright?" Ikuto stared intensely at the injured girl. Ikuto and Amu were seated on one couch while Kukai and Nagi were seated on the other. Nikaidou was seated in his chair.
"Yes, I am. I just have a broken arm and a few bruises, and I had a concussion," Amu repeated for the sixth time.
"Then why did you act like you were about to die?" He raised a brow.
"How so?" She was becoming irritated.
"You couldn't even talk," He pointed out one.
"My throat was dry. It hurt to talk for a while," She answered.
"You continually said the same thing when we were on the way there," He pointed out another.
"That's a symptom to it. When one has a concussion, they have short term memory loss for a short while," She stated, acting as if she was a know it all.
"Your body was cold," He gave off another fact.
"I was unconscious in the middle of the hallway. Could you blame me for being cold?" She proved him wrong again.
"You were unconscious in the hallway? How come no one noticed you? Who did this to you?" He yelled. Every one of their arguments about this event led to the question," Who did this to you?".
"Do I have to keep telling you? I couldn't see her face," She rolled her eyes.
"I thought you couldn't tell if it was a guy or girl?" Ikuto raised a brow.
"I-I didn't," She looked away from him, finding interest in her shoes.
"But you said, 'her face' which means you know it was a girl and probably the person. Who is it?" He came to that question.
"I-I just g-g-guessed it w-was a g-g-girl," She laughed nervously.
"She knows who it is," Both Nagi and Kukai stated frankly.
"W-W-What a-a-are you t-talking a-a-about?" She began laughing even more.
"Who is it?" Ikuto smiled very creepily.
"I'm not gonna say her name. She went through a very hard heartbreak. She was just too impulsive," Amu yelled at him, crossing her arms.
"That's why you asked me about her," The clueless drummer stated.
"What's her name, Kukai?" Ikuto turned his gaze to Kukai.
"Don't tell this guy, Kukai!" Amu directed her yells towards Kukai now.
"Tell this guy now! I demand you… or else my sister will know that you have her as your phone background," The male singer threatened.
"Tell him, and I'll tell his sister about it," The female threatened in response.
"Oh, please, you don't even know her," He scoffed.
"That's what the internet is for. I can just google you, and it'll tell me who she is," She scoffed back.
"No one knows it except me, Kukai, Nagi, and my sister," Ikuto smirked victoriously.
"I'll just get it out of Nagi-" She began.
"Nagi, you tell her and I'll-"
"I already know so I won't," Nagi cut him off, already knowing plenty of embarrassing events that Ikuto knew.
"Kukai, tell me," Ikuto diverted his attention towards him.
"I don't know her name, but she was the woman you rejected as a lover and band mate," Kukai replied in deep thought.
"Hmmm… Be more specific," The blue haired man ordered.
"You've rejected more females! What do they see in you?" Amu stared in shock.
"Well, she has red hair," The brown haired man pointed out.
"More?" Ikuto still didn't know who it was, causing Amu to twitch.
"Has green eyes," He groaned, tired of the pain of thinking.
"Anything else?" Ikuto still didn't get it which caused Amu to call him names in the background.
"Mmmm…" Kukai rubbed his temples, trying to get information from his head that way. "Oh, She laughed like Santa!"
"Yamabuki Saaya?" He asked in disgust.
"Yeah, that one!" Kukai chuckled over the thought of her shrieking voice.
"Nikaidou, you know what to do," Ikuto snapped his fingers. In response, Nikaidou flipped out his cell phone and began dialing numbers.
"What are you doing, Nikaidou-san?" Amu yelled, stood up.
"Sit down. He's just dealing with the problem," Ikuto gestured toward her seat.
"D-Dealing with the problem? Stop it, Nikaidou!" Amu ordered, stomping on foot to the ground.
"Too bad, Missy. He won't listen to anyone but me about these kind of problems," He told her, treating her as if she had no chance from the beginning.
"It wasn't her fault! It was all yours!" She yelled at him, irritated at the way he treated her.
"Now, Amu, I think you're going too-" Nagi started, trying to calm this situation.
"How is it my fault?" Ikuto's tone was cold. There was no emotion in it really. The only way to explain it was that it was cold.
She may have flinched, but there was no way that she would back down.
"Why do you think she did it? It was all because you were being too close to me!" Not having the right mind, she blamed him.
"… Stop, Nikaidou," Ikuto muttered. Hearing his client's orders, Nikaidou told whoever was on the other side of the phone to stop the procedure and hung up the phone. "I'm leaving for today."
Ikuto left the room.
"Amu, I think you should have taken back those words and apologize," Nagi tried to reason with her.
"Why should it be me? I'm leaving, too," Amu left the room.
"What are we going to do? The concert is in three days," Kukai groaned.
"HO! HO! HO! I, Yamabuki Saaya, will help you!" A voice echoed throughout the room, causing chills down their spine.
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