Shugo Chara
Hot or Not
ShellyCullen: Trying to make these longer. Really, I am!
Ikuto: Sure…
ShellyCullen: REALLY! Oh, and has anyone noticed that in the anime when Amu is alone and she says Ikuto's name out loud, even if its not intentionally he suddenly appears saying "hey" or "what?". He was like a stalker! I thought it was so creepy, but happy that somehow he's always there when Amu needs him.
Amu: A bit too much if you ask me.
ShellyCullen: Aww, come on. You know you love him.
Ikuto: She does?!
ShellyCullen: I thought you knew, Ikuto.
Ikuto: *Slight blush. Well, she's never said it before.
ShellyCullen: *Looks at Amu. Hey Amu! I have something for you to say! *Chases her.
Amu: You'll never catch me alive!
Tadase: ShellyCullen does not own Shugo Chara.
Ages:
Ikuto = 17
Amu = 13
Nadeshiko = 14
Yaya = 12
Rima = 13
Tadase = 14
Nagishiko = 14
Chapter Six:
The First Point
Amu's POV
How passionate I can be? I haven't even figured out what he thinks passionate is! Am I supposed to blow him a kiss or something???
I stood there, clenching and unclenching my fingers. My hair was still soaking wet, my bangs covering the top half of my surroundings. What am I supposed to do?!
I looked back at Ikuto, who raised an eyebrow smirking. He was too confident. Either I would look stupid and he would laugh or I'd be passionate and show him! But…I didn't know what turned him on.
The memory of Ikuto's head lying in my lap reappeared. His ears…are his weak spot! I'll just bite it too! Yeah.
A smile grew on my face as I figured this out. Ikuto looked at me questionably, but said nothing. I walked up to him, a little shaky and tried to avoid eye contact. It was still embarrassing what I was about to do, but worth it if it made Ikuto speechless.
I came to his side and went onto my toes, to his cheek and bit into his earlobe. Ikuto went limp suddenly and I couldn't see his expression. I let go and glanced at him.
My jaw dropped. Ikuto looked at me, strangely as red blood oozed from his ear.
"AHHH! I-I'm so sorry, Ikuto!" I yelled running into the house in search of a napkin.
This is not going as planned.
Ikuto's POV
I stood there, frozen while feeling liquid drip from my left ear. But that wasn't the reason why I couldn't move. Amu had bit my ear, the only spot she knew that would be close to passionate. And she was right.
Despite the pain, it felt nice for her to bite it. It tickled my ear and gave me a strange feeling through my whole body. An excitement almost, but at the same time relaxing. I had to hold in a groan from the pleasure it released. Amu came back, running with a white tissue in her hand. She came toward me and placed it on the cut.
"Sorry." She mumbled again as she squeezed it a little. She looked down, her face pink.
Wait…she was embarrassed? Was it for biting my ear? Or, maybe she was just ashamed of making it bleed. I decided it was the second one. A smirk played on my face.
"I can't believe you actually made it bleed." I said in a fake astonished voice. She flinched.
"I-I didn't mean to! I-I was just, showing you passion!" She stated, her cheeks becoming a deep addictive red color.
"Well, that didn't go well, now did it?" I asked as she bit her lip softly. "You owe me." I purred into her ear.
She jumped back and her foot slipped on the edge of the pool. Her eyes widened in shock and fear, as she began to fall backwards. By instinct, I grabbed the back of her waist. It was too late though. We fell in.
Amu's POV
I shut my eyes, waiting for the impact of water to hit my head. Ikuto's hand, which was wound around my waist now curled around my whole body while his other came to the back of my head, shielding it.
My mind was rushing as we slowly fell in. Ikuto was protecting me from the fall, absorbing the impact I didn't feel. The water was then splashed above me, into the sky as I began to feel my whole body consumed by it. That and Ikuto's body pressed to my own.
My eyes closed as we went under and I could no longer breathe. The air had literally been sucked out of me, maybe just from the fall itself. But I was again back to the surface as I began to breathe again. It all happened in one big motion.
Ikuto's hands grasped my waist as he picked me up and sat me onto the ledge of the pool again, letting my feet rest in the water. He folded his hands on the edge too, laying his head on top of him. His body covered in the rising water of the pool.
"You're a lot of trouble, you know that?" He said, closing his eyes and resting. I stared at his face. He really had saved me…like countless times before.
I smiled. I didn't realize what I was doing until I had. I bent down and gave Ikuto a quick kiss on the cheek, slipping my hands through his soaking blue hair.
He looked up at me with a longing expression, the same one he had given me when he had given the fake confession. An unmet expectation.
"It's your fault, you shouldn't have whispered in my ear." I said, moving my hand and placing it back to the side of the pool. Ikuto rolled his eyes.
"I just save you and this is how you thank me?" He asked, placing his knee to the side and sitting next to me on the ledge. I began to laugh.
"What's so funny?" He asked, moving some blue hair away from his eyes. I smirked.
"I got you in the pool!" I chanted and stood, spinning in circles. Then I turned back to him. "And I'm giving myself a point for that bite. Whether you were bleeding or not, it still counts!" I cheered and ran to the kitchen. I grabbed a pen and wrote on the paper.
Monday, Amu Hinamori bites Ikuto's ear. Result: Fell into pool.
Normal POV
"Nagishiko." The dark haired twin turned to see his sister running toward him. They were inside the airport, greeting each other after two long months apart. She smiled at him brightly.
"Its good to have you back from Germany. We have big news for you!" She and Yaya shared a glance and Nagishiko raised and eyebrow.
"You know Amu and Ikuto, right?" Nadeshiko said, trying to prolong the conversation.
"Yeah, what about them?" Nagishiko asked curiously.
"Well, what would you say if we put them up for a little bet? To get them together, of course."
"I'd say that's good, but make sure they realize their feelings on their own. It is taking them a while to figure each other out. Although I don't think they'll declare themselves." Nadeshiko smirked and looked at Yaya. She returned the look.
"What's going on?" Nagishiko asked, confused.
"We made a little bet for you as well. It has to do with Rima…"
Shelly: Well, I was going to end the chapter there, but decided to keep going. Like I said, I'm trying to make these longer. Oh, by the way. *Glares at Ikuto.
Ikuto: Um…any reason why you're glaring at me?
Shelly: Humph! Go ask Amu, I'm too upset to talk.
Ikuto: ? Amu?
Amu: *Pins him down to the ground. You're the BIGGEST, MEANEST, JERK EVER!!!
Ikuto: W-What?!
Amu: Read chapter 43, STUPID BAKA!
Ikuto: *Reads. F*CK NO!
Shelly: Oh, that's right. Here's the chapter.
Amu's POV
The day had gone well. After the swim I had taken a long bath. The bathroom was big and equipped with my shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. It was almost scary how my friends seemed to know EVERYTHING I used and had.
I went to the drawer and began looking for pajamas. But the drawer was bare. Nothing was inside the wood cabinet, no clothing for me to wear. Would I have to be stuck in a towel?!
I started panicking, opening the other drawers around the room. Nothing. They all had no clothing, and my clothes are earlier had mysteriously disappeared. I ran out of the room and bumped into something.
"Ow." I rubbed my head and looked up. "I-Ikuto!" I called, looking up at his tall form. He was wearing…blue pajamas! That cat brought his own clothes, didn't he?!
He looked down at me, as I looked down as well. I was still in the white towel! And it was kind of riding up towards my thighs. I yelped and pulled it down, standing now.
"W-Where did you get those clothes?!" I demanded, trying to cover my exposed body. Its not like he hasn't seen me this exposed before. (Refer to volume 1 ;3)
He glanced back at his room. "On my bed." He replied and headed down stairs. I ran back to my room and slammed my door. Sure enough, pajamas were folded neatly on my bed. I sighed in relief. That is…until I picked them up.
It was a dress. A spaghetti strap pink dress that went down to my mid thigh. It seemed casual enough for sleeping, but soooo not in my character. Why did I get the stupid outfit?! I groaned and placed the bra and underwear set out while slipping the dress over.
It was soft, silk and very comfy, but that didn't get rid of the blush on my cheeks. The moon was up high as it glowed through my balcony doors and I sighed, heading down to see how dinner would go. Hopefully, no blushing would be necessary.
Ikuto's POV
I looked around the kitchen. Stove, oven, fridge. All was in order. Just one problem. Who would cook? I sighed and leaned against the wall, dazing into space. I guess Amu could cook dinner for us. She did make that dessert sweet for the kiddy king. What was it again?
The pink haired girl came down stairs with wet hair and…a dress on? I raised an eyebrow.
"Don't ask." She stated, raising a hand. She looked around. "Where's the food?" She asked, anxiously. I shrugged.
"Don't know. I think you should cook it." I stated, but her eyes widened and her face paled. Okay, not the expression I was expecting. Didn't girls love cooking and stuff?
"N-No! You're being sexist! The wife does NOT cook the food because she's a WOMAN!" Amu said crossing her arms. I smirked.
"Oh? So now we're married, huh?" I teased. She blushed.
"I didn't say that!" She yelled, waving her arms around. I walked towards her and wrapped my arms above her waist. She squirmed.
"Amu. You should know I can't cook. Can't you make dinner for me just this one time?" I asked as her face turned bright red. I smelled her head again. I never knew strawberries could be so addicting.
"F-Fine. I will!" She said, giving up as I let go of her. She sighed and walked to the fridge. I watched her curiously.
Amu's POV
Damn, Ikuto. He tricked me! This isn't fair! I can't even cook without Su! I bit my lip, looking at the fridge. What could I cook that didn't involve a lot of skill?
I found some cheese slices and grabbed that along with some bread. I found a pan, right under the stove and placed it over. Then I turned it on. I threw the slice of bread down, then some cheese and bread again. I noticed my hands were empty, and starting fishing for a turner.
"Maybe we should go out to eat." Ikuto murmured from behind me. I jumped and almost dropped a utensil.
"W-Why?!" I asked, turning to see him right behind me.
"Well, first off you forgot to put oil on the pan. I bet that bread is stuck to it like glue. And your not watching your food, which is beginning to burn by the way." He stated, pointing to the stove.
I turned and saw a crisp piece of bread and dark smoke form around it. I ran and turned it off, staring at the black food. I began to sulk.
Ikuto started laughing as I glared at him, deciding if I should throw the hot pan at him. But then, I'd probably have to explain to Nadeshiko. Not the best idea. I walked up to him and jabbed a finger to his chest.
"You think you can do better?! Go ahead!" I yelled as his chuckle began to slow. He smirked.
"Fine, I'll show you the right way to cook." I crossed my arms as he walked to the fridge. I watched as he took out two hot dogs. He grabbed a small pot, putting my grilled cheese one in the sink.
He turned on the faucet and let the water come to about halfway. Then he started the stove and threw the hot dogs in. I waited, drumming my fingers on the table. He looked back at me.
"You could help me, you know. Rather than gap at me like an idiot." He winked and stuck out a tongue. I glared and came to his side.
"What do you want me to do?" I asked, hoping it would be easy. He glanced around.
"Go get that pack of rice over there." He said, gesturing to the white sack in the corner. I walked over and picked up the bag. Only to have dropped it again. This thing was HEAVY! How can rice weigh so much?!
I then dragged the bag to Ikuto, using all the strength I had and waited for the next instruction. He watched the food cooking then turned to me.
"Okay, next I want you to get the rice cooker. Inside is the metal bowl. I'll need you to place some rice in there so we can wash it." He stated and began grabbing plates from the cabinet above.
I nodded and grabbed the bowl from the rice cooker. I opened the sack, revealing a cup already set inside. I grabbed the right measure, 2 cups and poured it in, adding water to the line label 2.
"Make sure it's filled to the second line." Ikuto stated and turned off the stove. I began to message the rice, knowing what I was doing now. I had seen mama make rice when I was little and knew what was right and wrong. I placed it in the rice cooker.
"Good, now turn it on and we wait." I plugged in the cooker and smiled. I had actually cooked…sort of. I felt very proud of myself. I smiled at Ikuto as he finished preparing the table. He got the hot dogs out and placed them on our plates.
"We have to wait for the rice to cook." Ikuto stated, as we stared at the food.
"Right." I muttered. It was quiet for a few seconds. "Uh…so, how was your day?" I asked and almost gagged. Now we really do sound like a married couple.
"Amu?" Ikuto whispered as I looked up at him.
"Yes?" I asked. My eyes widened.
Ikuto's face was right in front of me, something soft brushing against my lips.
ShellyCullen: Yeah, this chapter is dedicated to all the people who can't cook! That includes me. I can't even make mac and cheese!
Amu: Sure you can.
ShellyCullen: No, seriously! I forgot to put water in the bowl and put it in the microwave for 4 minutes! You know what happened?! There was smoke everywhere and we needed to buy a whole new microwave!
Ikuto: Well, who's stupid enough to forget the water?
ShellyCullen: Me, apparently. *Sigh. But I do have a rice cooker at home! And, hmm, Amu and Ikuto seem very Americanized if you ask me. Sorry, but I'm not sure how else to make them being American myself!
Amu: …… Okay. Please review!