Chapter Eleven

"Why'd you smile?" I asked Ikuto.

"Because that was the first time I heard someone call

you Mrs. Tsukiyomi," he said.

"My Mrs. Tsukiyomi."

I stared agape at who was standing at the door. Why would we expect them? Who were the two men standing at the door?

"Ikuto Tsukiyomi," a tall man in black addressed him.

"What?" Ikuto asked.

"We're from Easter. You ran away about six years ago. We came to come get you to take you back to Easter. You are now the leader of Easter, since your stepfather had recently passed."

Ikuto closed the door in his face.

"Y…Your step dad d-died?" I asked, startled.

"Yes. But I hated him. I didn't care. But Amu, these guys are coming here on our honeymoon. Why now? Why didn't they come seek me out for their evil plan after you helped me escape?" he asked in a yelled-whisper type of voice.

"Calm down, Ikuto. Move aside; go to the bedroom. I'll talk with them. Relax. I'll take care of it," I said, moving him aside. He did as he was told, but not without a short argument.

I opened the door. "Hello," I said.

"O-oh, hello," one man said, confused. "We didn't know anyone else was here."

"Well, Ikuto and I are actually on honeymoon. So if you could leave and come back, say… two weeks, that would be perfect. We'll discuss it then," I said. I felt self-conscious that I was only in the short, silk robe. But whatever. I needed to take care of this.

"Sorry, Mrs. Tsukiyomi-" I got chills when he addressed me as that "-but Ikuto has to come with us now. We're on a tight schedule. If we don't get him now, then nothing will get done," the other said.

"But he doesn't even want to be the leader. Sorry, I won't let you in. And if you don't leave, I'm afraid I'll have to call security," I threatened. But it was in a pleasant tone. I was trying to be the opposite of my outside character. I wanted to be polite and calm. I didn't want to be cold, or else this wouldn't go smoothly.

"We're sorry, but he has to be. It's in this contract," the other said, taking something out. He handed it me, and I read it. I spotted two things.

After the pass of his father, Ikuto Tsukiyomi will become leader of Easter.

When Ikuto Tsukiyomi signs this, this contract will be legal until the year 2009.

"I'm sorry, guys, but this says the pass of his father. Not his stepfather," Amu said.

"We still have to take him back. We were ordered. If we must, we will take him by force."

"But, guys, you can't use this contract anymore, anyway. This says it expires 2009. It's twenty-ten. It's not up to date!" I said. "If you really want him, wait until after the honeymoon, make a new contract, and yada, yada, yada. But until then, bye. We're going to continue our honeymoon," I said, and shut the door in their faces.

"Ikuto, they're gone," I called.

"Why were they here?" he asked. "I mean, I know why, but… why now? Why on our honeymoon? Why right after we got married?"

"I don't know, Ikuto-kun, but I'll tell you one thing: they're gone, and we can continue our honeymoon in peace. We could go down to a coffee shop, or we could go to the EMP, or the Space Needle. Or Pike Place Market! I've heard they cell some awesome stuff there. Oh, and there's this restaurant that I've heard is very good; a couple, actually. One's in the Space Needle, one is on the thirty-first floor of a building, and it's called Daniel's, and another is near the baseball stadium-it's a hotel restaurant. I think it's called Tommy's or something." He eased up once I mentioned that we could continue our honeymoon in peace. He was open to any idea, I could tell, but there was a look on his face…

"Underground Seattle," he said.

"Uh… okay, but why?"

"I've heard there's a lot of ghosts down there," he said. "It's a great place for a honeymoon."

"What? You idiot, how is that romantic?" I yelled childishly.

He chuckled. "Because we'll be with each other," he said.

I stopped, and smiled softly. I can't believe this is what I had with me for the rest of my life. I love it, and I can't believe that it's all mine. "Okay, Underground Seattle it is," I said. "Get dressed!"

He smiled, and we both went to get dressed. I was still a little shy, but I figured, what the heck? He's my husband. So we got dressed, and we left, with him holding the door for me.

We got to the place where we start the Underground Seattle tour, and I got a little nervous. I think Ikuto could sense that because he brought me closer to him, and whispered, "I've got you."

Flash! I saw a camera go off. And I swear they pointed it at us. Then the person who took the picture walked towards us. "Hello, I'm Nathan Peirce! I couldn't help but see what an adorable couple you are! Would you consider being models for a couple magazines?" he asked us.

"Um," I said. I knew a little English; we practiced some before we came.

"Uh, I don't know, we'll have to think about it," Ikuto said, and it was very clear English, but with a slight accent.

"Well here's my card," he said. "Don't be afraid to call!"

"Well, we're from Japan, so I don't think we'll be able to," I said to him.

"Well it'll only be a couple photo shoots! One here, one there… not much. We can fit them in before you go back home, then I can send you some magazines they'll be in, and all the pictures. It'll be great for the house, no?" he said.

"Well…," I looked up at Ikuto. I was pulled against his hest, so I had to extend my neck and when I did look up, I saw his chin.

He looked down at me, then smirked.

"Wh-what?" I asked in Japanese.

"You have a bat in the cave," he said, also in Japanese.

"What?" I asked, panicked, and took out a Kleenex.

The photographer laughed, even though I know he didn't know what we were saying. "So cute, so cute! So, what do you say?"

We looked at each other again, then Ikuto answered, "Sure, why not?"

"Great, great! Just call me when you can, and I'll schedule you in," he said. Someone-It looked like his wife-called him over, so he left after we told him our names with a final goodbye.

Underground Seattle was entertaining. There were a couple so-called 'ghosts'. A woman showed us a picture she took of one on her cell phone. (A/N: This actually happened when I went!) It was really fascinating. I learned that toilets were before called 'Crappers', because the guy's last name who invented them was Crapper. I hope this was before the word crap was invented. If it wasn't, I bet he got teased.

We went out to lunch, then went back to the hotel.

"Hello, is this Nathan Peirce?" Ikuto asked into the receiver. "Hi, it's Ikuto Tsukiyomi." Silence. "Yes, the couple from Underground Seattle." Pause. "Uh, yeah, we were wondering when we could… oh, really? Alright then, I guess we'll see you then." There was a pause, then he smiled and said, "She's great." Then they said goodbye and hung up.

"Why'd you smile?" I asked Ikuto.

"Because that was the first time I heard someone call you Mrs. Tsukiyomi," he said. "My Mrs. Tsukiyomi."

I smiled.

"So," he said, "What next?"

Me: I'M SO SOOORRRYYYY! DX WAAAAAHH! I havewn't updated in FOREVER Dx! Oh, and by the way, I changed the name... it makes more sense now... ANYWHO, I'M SO SORRY! AND I'M ALSO SORRY THAT THIS IS A SHORT CHAPTER! I'm not good at long chapters.

Ikuto: -_-''''''''

Me: DX! -cried in corner-

Amu: Woa, I'm out of character.

Me: Yes... Anywho, I'mm SOO freaking sorry! But I have to go... because I'm talking on the phone with my boyfriend and I had to put him on hold... -_-''' Well, that just proves how much I love you guys...?

Ikuto: You aren't getting off that easily.

Me: Okay, well... forgive me and you get cake! xD!

Ikuto: ...Anyway, hit that shmexy green button!

Me: Okay, so... no cake for Ikuto... -puts on "No Cake" List-