Shugo Chara
Hot or Not
ShellyCullen: So, what to say. Oh! I want to see the movie, The Ugly Truth on Friday! Battle of the sexes.
A few moments later…
ShellyCullen: Sure is quiet with Ikuto in the corner. He usually says something inappropriate or witty by now.
Amu: Yea…
ShellyCullen: So…Selena Gomez, I love her character on Wizards of Waverly Place.
Amu: Nice….
ShellyCullen: Man, this is boring. Next chapter, Ikuto is coming back!
Amu: NOO!
Ages:
Ikuto = 17
Amu = 13
Nadeshiko = 14
Yaya = 12
Rima = 13
Tadase = 14
Nagihiko = 14
Chapter Eight:
Jealousy
I grabbed the money from the counter, finding $50 dollars total. (Sorry, American money. :P) Enough for a nice breakfast, I wondered where we would go.
Ikuto came down, wearing faded blue jeans and a black T-shirt. Under it was a dark blue one. My heart started to pound in my ears as I saw him. What would he do now?
Ikuto turned to me, with his usual casual expression and said, "Yo."
A breath I didn't know I was holding came out and I sunk back into the counter. Ikuto was back out of his pervy mode…for now. And my plan was just beginning.
Ikuto's POV
Amu stared at me with a shocked expression on her face, which turned calm after my brief 'yo'. I wouldn't blame her though. I had gone a little too far this morning.
Amu sighed and walked out to me, holding out some cash. She looked up at me, through long eyelashes as I stared down. My heart began to thump unevenly for a second. Then calmed. I raised an eyebrow.
"What's the money for? Finally decided your future career was to be a prostitute?" I asked as her cheeks flamed and she glared. She crunched the money in her hand.
"No, I am not! Jeez, you make a big deal out of everything!" She yelled, lifting her hands into the air. She was never a boring kid.
Amu crossed her arms, her head to the other side. Surprisingly, she was quiet. I'd usually expect her to become flustered and throw something at me.
"What? No screaming or torturing today?" I asked, smirking. Her lips made a sour look, trying to keep her mouth shut. She was actually trying to be nice to me. This was different.
I looked back at the money, ignoring the patient Amu and rolled my eyes. "Will you at least look at me?" I asked, my mood becoming irritating. She turned back to me and her cheeks were still burned with that dark red.
I stared at her for a second, confused and curious as her blush deepened. Oh, what I'd do to hear what was going on in that pink head of hers. We stared at each other a little longer, until I began to laugh.
Amu's POV
Ikuto threw his head down and started to chuckle. This only caused me more embarrassment. How dare he laugh?! He was being so immature. He raised his head back up as my eyes narrowed at him. He stopped and looked into my eyes.
I was beginning to feel self-conscious. Why did he keep staring at me like that?! Was he happy that I wasn't putting up a fight at all? Or was he just being his stupid self?
His curious expression soon turned into an annoyed one. He started walking closer.
"Why-?" RING
We both looked to the side, only to see the house phone ringing. I ran and pushed talk, bringing it to my ear.
"Hello?" I asked into the receiver.
"Amu? Its Nadeshiko." Her face came out joyful from the other end. I smiled.
"Hi Nadeshiko. How is everything going?" I asked, as I began to pace around the room. Ikuto stood in the kitchen, even more pissed than before.
"Everything's fine with us, we were just wondering about you. Why aren't you out for breakfast yet?" She asked, a strange edge to her tone. I blinked.
"How did you-." I started, but decided to stop. I probably didn't want to know how she knew we were still here.
"We were just leaving." I stated and there was a pause. I waited.
"Alright then, you two better get going. You're a bit behind schedule." She answered and hung up.
"Bye?" I replied into the beeping phone. I put it back on the base.
"Nadeshiko says its time to go out to eat." I said to Ikuto plainly. His eyes narrowed. "We better go." I added and headed to the door, locking it.
Outside, the weather was warm. A cool breeze would come every now and then, ruffling my hair. I was thankful everytime it passed.
We didn't say anything to each other. The whole way walking to town it was quiet, Ikuto dazing off into space while I though about Tadase. I wonder what he's doing…right now.
Tadase's POV
I sat on the beach, waiting for her. But my mind kept wandering off. Was she also watching this rising sun with me? Was she thinking about me now as I did of her? Or did she simply have other things to do?
The sound of crashing waves and seagulls filled my eardrums, the sand wasn't hot yet, dry and comfortable to sit in. The smell of salt was fresh with the rising day as I waited, a little nervous.
I was soon joined by someone else, the girl I had expected to see. She sat on my right side and looked onto the horizon. She smiled at me as I smiled back. We were content, as usual and absolutely fine. Or maybe we just seemed that way.
Her hand slipped onto mine as I grasped it in my own. We had been doing this for a while now, and it only seemed natural to squeeze each other. But the gesture wasn't the same, didn't fill me the way it had before.
The smile on her face disappeared as she watched me and I gave her the same look. Her lips parted as I waited for the words to roll off her tongue.
"I think…we should break up."
Ikuto's POV
The walk there was…not the greatest. I hadn't planned to give Amu the cold shoulder, but she was irritating the fuck out of me! What was her problem anyway?! Why was she acting so…cold?
We came to a small dinner, it wasn't very full, much to my liking. So we decided on this as our restaurant. An easy place to settle on.
Inside, the place was lit by lanterns. Tables and booths spread around the room, giving its dim look seem…romantic. I peeked over at Amu, who's head was turned away. She looked strangely bored and spaced out. I waved a hand over her face.
"Huh?" She responded lazily and glanced up at me. My lips became a tight line.
"We're here." I said through gritted teeth. Why was she being…such a pain in the ass? This isn't right.
The waiter gave us a table, a booth on the side of the restaurant. We sat as he gave us our menus and smiled brightly at Amu.
"Call if you need anything." He said warmly and walked off. I glared at his back.
But Amu wasn't interested in the slightest bit. In fact, she was looking at the window as her head rested on her palm. Her mind was somewhere far off, probably thinking about Tadase or something.
I sighed and looked over the menu. I decided on the soup special, not in the mode for checking the rest. Amu was keeping me preoccupied.
Amu's POV
I stared out the window, or rather I was looking through it. I wasn't really anywhere at the moment, caught up in my daydreams. What was I going to do if I lost the bet?
The waiter was suddenly back at our table and smiling hugely. I looked up at him, seeing a pad and pen in hand. "Are you ready to order?" He asked, peeking down at me. My eyes widened. I hadn't even glance at the menu.
"Uh…" I stated, picking up the laminated paper and skimming threw it. A finger pointed down on a choice.
"May I recommend the tuna?" He asked, his head so close I could smell his shampoo. Mint?
"Um…sure." I answered, my eye twitching. What gave him the right to be so close to me?
"Okay, anything to drink?" He asked and I automatically responded.
"Water." He nodded and turned to Ikuto. I did the same and almost regretted it. Ikuto was glaring up at the guy, with a hatred so strong I thought the look could physically burn him. It was different from the way he glared at Tadase. A burning desire to kill the man.
The boy looked pained into smiling, but kept it on his face. "For you?" He asked, shaky.
"Same." Ikuto answered in a low, rough voice. I winced this time. He was being so rude to this boy he'd never seen. But…why was that?
The guy nodded and left to the kitchen. I glared at Ikuto and kicked his leg under the table. He glared at me next, with not as much hatred. I narrowed my eyes and raised and eyebrow, but he looked away staring at the red lantern over another table.
I rolled my eyes and returned to the window. My plan wasn't going as planned. All it was doing was getting Ikuto pissed, almost as bad when he's in his pervert mode. The mystery still caught me though. Why was he mad at the guy?
I shook my head and looked at the table. I needed to know why. "Hey, Ikuto?" I asked just as our food arrived.
"Here you go." The waiter smiled at me again, carefully placing the plate in front of me. Then he winked.
Ikuto stood up then, out of the blue a few inches taller than the guy. His glare was back as he clenched and unclenched his fists. The boy, on the other hand was smirking now. Meeting Ikuto's challenge. He must be stupid.
I stood up and quickly got between the two. That didn't ruin their connection though.
"This is stupid. Just forget it." I stated in my cool and spicy tone. They continued to eye each other. I sighed. "This isn't going to help either of us. Let's just go and forget everything, okay?" I asked.
I glanced up at Ikuto. "Okay?" I asked, again. A little harsher this time.
Ikuto didn't look down at me, but began to walk out. I followed him.
The whole way home I was a few paces behind me. Ikuto's was walking unusually fast, too much anger in his steps. The fight hadn't become anything big, but I'm sure he had wanted it to be.
He swung the door open, which was strangely unlocked and I came inside, closing it. I was going to find out the truth back there. Too bad Ikuto had already beat me to it.
His hand hit the side of the wall, just above the right side of my head. I stared up at him, trying to sink into the wall as best I could. He was going to yell at me.
"I don't like that." He stated through his teeth. I looked up at him, confused. Huh?
"Don't like WHAT?!" I asked, annoyed myself. What got him so…talkative?
"Why are you ignoring me? You're acting different, trying to be so calm and cool. I thought we were closer than that." He said as my eyes widened. He stared at me gently now, his anger fading.
"I thought you could be your normal self around me. Sorry if I was wrong." He said as his hand slipped down. I looked up at him, guilty. That's why Ikuto was so mad?
"Ikuto! I didn't mean to-."
"And then you go and flirt with the waiter. As if I wasn't pissed enough." He said, turning his head away from me. I was stunned yet again.
"F-Flirt?!" I asked, blood boiling in my skin. "I was not flirting! God, why are you being so-!" But I couldn't speak anymore, for Ikuto had placed his lips on mine.
The kiss was…breath taking. His lips were so hot and soft, and it felt like sparks had been lit inside me. I wanted more of it, suddenly craving the taste of his mouth as I felt his lips go upward in a smile. He pulled back and looked into my face.
"THIS…is the Amu I know." He smiled as I stared shocked. Ikuto…kissed…me…
"Y-You…PERVERT!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but Ikuto had already ran off, somewhere in his bedroom.
ShellyCullen: Well, do you all understand Amu's plan? She seduced him by being cold to him. That way he would get mad and start questioning her. She was planning on using that time to do something 'passionate'. It would not only take him off guard, but give her a speechless response from him, rather than endless teasing.
Amu: I can't believe it! Ikuto kissed me after he said he wouldn't. What a moron.
ShellyCullen: Well, Ikuto isn't one for sticking to the rules. Not even his own. He's still in the corner though, should we bring him back?
Amu: Absolutely not! I'm quite happy with him not here.
ShellyCullen: O…kay. Oh, and here's a little secret to the next chapter! If I'm correct, Amu isn't done with her plan. Which means more seducing!