Hellos theres pplz. How are you doing? Thanks for the awesome reviews. The tone might be a little more different. Ikuto is a little more emotional in his feelings. It may not seem like his character, but who can tell, when he's so silent.

Finally, here is chapter 7. I hope you like it.

Chapter 7

Amu's POV

As I slowly came back to consciousness, I heard the sound of my door softly closing. I opened my eyes and saw the knob turning and settling back into place. Wonder who that was? I thought to myself.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I started stretching my arms, and then suddenly stopped. I looked around the room. "Hmm, Ikuto must have left," I said, and I slightly blushed. I stretched again and sighed. "I have to start getting more sleep." I looked over to my right and sighed and dropped my hands into my lap.

"Miss me?" I heard someone ask from across the room.

I looked over toward the sound and saw Ikuto leaning against the frame of my bathroom. He was looking down at something in his hands. With his head bent, his midnight-blue hair was falling in his face and covering it, but even then I could tell that he was smiling a little. I looked in his hands and saw that he had my shampoo.

"What are you doing in my bathroom," I asked as casually as I could, trying to control the volume of my voice in case whoever had come into my room was close enough to hear.

"Hiding."

"From…"

"Your mother. She came in here when you were sleeping. I guess to check on you."

Flashback

Fump. Fump.

My eyes shot open. Aw crap. Someone was coming up the wooden stairs, and they were coming towards Amu's room.

I looked around quick and glanced at the window. I shook my head, then I saw an open doorway. My first guess was a closet. "Good, I'll just hide there." I slipped my arm hurriedly from underneath her and flew across the room. I just made it into the doorway when the bedroom door open.

Then door opened silently and a head of brown hair looked in.

"She really must be tired," Amu's mom said to herself quietly. Then she closed the door and I heard her walk back down the stairs more carefully than before.

I released the breath that I hadn't realized that I'd been holding, and looked around me for the first time. What I had originally thought to be a closet was actually her bathroom.

I turned and around and walked over to her shower and the first thing I saw was her shampoo…

End of flashback

"Oh" was all I said.

Ikuto's POV

She must be really tired still; she didn't even flip out when she found out I was still here. And in her bathroom. Hmmm. I wonder..

"Why are you still here!" she hissed.

Ah, there's the Amu I know. I shrugged.

Her face got red and she pointed to the window. "Out," she said simply. I'd had enough excitement for one day, so I walked over toward the window. Before I got there, though, I leaned over by her ear really quick and whispered, "See you later, Amu" and jumped down to the ground.

I looked back and saw her head leaning out the window, her mouth wide open. I smiled back at her and headed off into the woods that was right by her cabin. As I walked, I thought over what had happened and what I had felt. I doubt she likes me back, though. I can't really ask her. Maybe I'll get someone else to do it for me.

Utau's coming up this weekend, I bet she would do it. She may have gotten over her infatuation of me, but I can still get her to do whatever I want.

Already a plan was forming in my head. If I could just get Utau to cooperate with me. If it would only work. If Amu…..

The thought will end there. I will give nothing away!

Utau's POV

My eyes were getting sore from trying to watch the moving landscape from out the window. I groaned and looked away; lifting my head from the window I was resting it upon. I shook my head and my blond pigtails whipped around and swished on the window.

"Hrrrrr," I said through my teeth, frustrated. I hated riding in cars. "Are we almost there yet," I practically shouted, shifting irritably in my seat as I asked. I just felt so restless.

"Almost sweetie," my mom said from the front.

"Have some patience," my dad said.

I just huffed and fell back against the seat and looked at the top of the car. "At least it doesn't move," I thought to myself. I was surprised I didn't get carsick.

I wonder what Ikuto wants. He usually doesn't' ask anyone for anything. Him and Yoru always just go off into their own little world together and slink around the alleys. Like an alley-cat.

Ikuto had called me the other day and asked for some help. He wouldn't say what it was, but I could tell that it was important. He seemed to be barely containing the excitement in his voice and he had begged me to help him. I mean, he really begged.

The first thing I hear when I answer the phone is 'Utau, you have to help me with something. Just do what I ask for a little bit, then you don't have to help anymore. Please.'

I couldn't say no. I wouldn't have anyway, but he sounded so desperate. Not like, he's would die if I didn't help him, but this was unusual for him.

I felt the car decelerate and I looked up. We were pulling into the driveway of a medium-sized cabin. It wasn't a log cabin, like most of the cabins we had passed up here seemed to be, but a cabin with wooden siding on it. It did have that rustic look, though.

As soon as the car stop, I threw open the door and jumped out. I was so eager to get out of the car. If you had been on the outside of the car and blinked, it would have been: 1. A closed door. Blink. 2. A girl flying at you out of the car.

I stooped a little, my legs and were still stiff from the ride. When I finally could straighten my back and walk, I looked up and saw Ikuto walking toward me. He stride was slow, but he could barely contain himself. "Utau," was all he said.

I sighed, he was so impatient. "Yes, Ikuto. I know, but let me get settled. I just got here."

"Okay," but he kept looking at me sideways. Man, what is with this guy?!

Later, after Utau had 'settled'.

"Now, what has got you so dang hyped up that you can't wait for your favwit wittle sister to GET IN THE DOOR!" I asked sweetly.

He just shrugged and looked at the ground. Then he looked up and told me.

My mouth just about dropped to the floor. "A girl!" I laughed. "You have been calling me non-stop and getting yourself worked up for A Girl!"

He just gave me a withering look sideways. "Utau," he just said with a hint of frustration and warning in his voice.

"Okay, okay. So, what's so special about this girl? She a model or something? " I gave a little laugh.

"Huhh. No. she's not a model or anything. She's just…an ordinary girl. Or, not so ordinary." He looked at her. "I need your help."

"What has come over you?" I asked.

"Nothing. I doubt she likes me, but I want to see."

"Okay. Now tell me; what do you want me to do?"

He smiled. Then he sighed in relief. "okay, here.."

The next day

Ikuto's POV

I walked over to Amu's house through the woods. Already, I was imagining what might happen if when Amu met Utau. I hope Utau could pull this off.

I strolled up to the tree near her window and hopped up. I peered in. she wasn't in there. "I bet she's down at the lake." I jumped down and walked toward the steps. I looked around and snuck down the steps. I leaned around the corner.. and stopped dead in my track.

Amu was sitting on the dock with someone else. There was a blond boy sitting with her, talking to her. His blond hair was very light and he had a boyish face, even though he looked about the same age as Amu.

The first feeling I had was jealousy. Then resentment. She had never said anything about any other boys. More than likely, it was just a friend from up here, but that made it worse.

I'll go down there and see who it was.

I walked around the corner onto the dock.

Amu and the boy looked up at me. Smiles on their faces. "Hey Ikuto. What are you doing here?" Amu asked, confusion on her face.

"I just wanted to see you, Amu." I put extra emphasis on her name and leaned forward slightly, to see what kind of reaction it got. The other boy's face got red and he leered at me. I narrowed my eyes and smirked at him.

Amu didn't notice, she was too busy looking at the ground, blushing.

"Who's this," I asked casually, trying not to sound like I wanted to strangle him.

"Oh," she said as if she had forgotten. "Ikuto this is my friend, Tadase. Tadase, this is Ikuto."

The blond, Tadase, extended his hand, still looking at me with an odd look on his face, his eyes pinched, and said "Hey."

Okay peoples.

I'm sorry if Ikuto's attitude seems off, but I think I will go with it. He might not get this,,,, umm… gushy, but I don't know.

Please tell me about your thoughts on him.

R&R.

Chapter 8 will be up soon.