Author's Note: So, um, yeah...? *crickets* Um...for those of you still there, I am so SOOOOO sorry. I've been busy with work, (ugh)jury duty, and art requests. I've discovered the amazingness of using PS so I've been doing requests left and right. Which reminds me...

I am currently working on a request project.

She has requested a wedding Hotaru/Kairi pic(she liked the base and likes Kairi) Anywho, there's supposed to be a collage in the background using various pics of them together. Funny story...I have only made one pic. ^^;

So this is where you guys come in. I'm wanting everyone, whether you like Kairi or not, to tell me your favorite scenes between Hotaru and Kairi thus far. (There might be more. ;) ) Anyways, I hope that you guys send me ideas and when I'm done with the pic, I plan on showing you the finished result. Each one will be it's own individual portrait before being added to the final one.

Dedication: Muffin Minded. Your heartfelt review...You understand me T-T Hugs all around~!

Rating: T

Summary: Like any popular boy, Ikuto has many girls that chase him on a daily basis besides his sister, so there's only one way, in Ikuto's mind, to stop them. Have a fake girlfriend of course!

Chapter 30: Written Desires

Hotaru moans a bit as her hand reaches out to disable her alarm. It's when she hit's the snooze button does she feel a bit…

…good.

Opening her eyes slightly, they widen to considerable lengths as she notices Ikuto….kissing her neck.

Cheeks tinted red, she pushes him, only managing in pushing herself off of the bed. Luckily for her, Ikuto is quick to react, pulling her close. She frowns.

"What do you think you were doing?"

"Marking you."

She feels a vein snap only for her anger to fade as she spots a wound on Ikuto's arm. A small gasp escapes her lips as she gently grabs the skin around it.

"Ikuto! What happened?"

Ikuto glances down, following her line of sight before shrugging.

"I don't know. I don't remember."

Hotaru sighs, glancing up at his face uneasily.

"Well…you should be more careful."

She sits up a bit, her mind already going over her to-do list for today. School started tomorrow, but today was a day for getting things fixed up around the house.

She was worried Onii-chan would come home and wonder what was up.

Ikuto notices Hotaru spacing out, his arms easily pulling her back down with him.

"Ah!"

"What's on your mind?"

Hotaru, cheeks aflame, turns to him a bit surprised by his question. It wasn't often he asked her what she was thinking. She sighs a bit, secretly enjoying his warmth.

"I'm thinking about picking up the house a bit."

Ikuto raises an eyebrow. He knew how her parents were wealthy and he had had to avoid several servants while she was away.

"I thought…"

Hotaru giggles a bit before looking up from Ikuto's hold.

"Yes, we do have butlers and maids, but since my parents are away so often, I never saw the point. They come here on occasion, but it's very rare. I believe they show up once every 1 or so. If they show up before then it's on their own free will. A few worry about my brother and I living alone."

Ikuto understood this a bit, honestly the idea of her being home alone irking him somewhat as well. Loosening his hold, he closes his eyes.

"I see."

Hotaru, noticing the okay, gets up from the bed, picking out an overall dress, a long sleeved shirt underneath before going to the bathroom to change, despite Ikuto's comments of having seen her in her underwear anyways.

Her response is a whack to the head.

Ikuto's eyes fluttered open to the sound of a voice, the sound soft and gentle. He was starting to wonder if it was Utau when he remembered that he wasn't home…

…and to him, the voice sound nostalgic.

Sitting up a bit, his eyes land on Hotaru's back, who was currently sitting at her desk. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun, only part of it pulled back while the rest caressed her shoulder. He had to admit that sometimes, the lavender of her hair intrigued him.

He waited, wondering if she was going to start singing a song, but after a minute or so, realized she was only singing notes.

He was curious as to what she was doing, considering her fingers were speeding across the keyboard in front of her, her laptop screen too far away for him to see.

"Aaarrggghhh!"

He had to sweat drop at this, the sweet sound suddenly replaced with a groan of frustration. It seemed she didn't know he was awake yet.

And right he was.

Hotaru was working on another short story for her website online. She had started the next chapter when she was suddenly slammed with writer's block. Fingers adjusting her glasses, her eyes scan the screen, a pocky emitting from her mouth.

After cleaning the house, though there wasn't much to clean considering it was only her and Ikuto, the thought causing her cheeks to tinge pink, she had remembered that she had a deadline coming up.

She had been putting off the chapter and with the recent incident, hadn't had time to finish it. Finishing off the piece in her mouth, she erases a few sentences, rewriting them to her liking before smiling happily.

She was almost done, when…

"What are you giggling over here for? Watching porn on your laptop?"

Her body had jumped, the voice having been whispered into her ear. Turning around, her whole face red, she struggles to start a sentence, a frown on her lips.

"D-D-Don't do that!"

Ikuto only chuckles at her expression, his arms now trapping her as he rests his hands on the desk behind her, Hotaru caught in between.

"You didn't deny it."

Hotaru frowns at this, blush intact, as she looks down shyly.

"I-I wasn't watching porn. I'm w-working on my new chapter."

'So close…'

Hotaru didn't know why, but she had this overwhelming urge to kiss Ikuto when he was within her personal bubble. It was becoming harder each moment to not follow her urges and do so. They were only a fake girlfriend and boyfriend after all and there was no one around who needed convincing of their relationship.

Sighing mentally, Ikuto now peering over her head at her computer, she glances up at his lips.

"Ah…that's right. You do write."

Hotaru looks down, her hands clenching the ends of her dress tightly as she nods her head. Ikuto, noticing the lack of response from the girl beneath him, allows his eyes to roam over her figure.

He couldn't help himself from slowly eying her up, her frame petite, but it suited her. What he immediately noticed though, were her clenched hands and blushing face. Smirking slightly, he leans toward her, his face inches from hers.

"What are you thinking about?"

Hotaru looks up, a bit surprised that he was looking at her. She had thought that he had started reading her chapter. Shaking her head vigorously, she turns back around to her computer, pretending that she was concentrating on her story.

"N-nothing!"

Ikuto's smirk only widens as he leans his body over hers, his height surpassing hers for several reasons.

"Don't lie to me Ho-Ta-Ru."

Hotaru's eyes widened as he separated her name, her name sounding so nice when it involved his voice. Clenching her eyes shut, hoping to drown out his voice, she responds.

"I-I'm not."

Her eyes open as she feels Ikuto's hands over her own, his hands guiding her own back to the keyboard. Looking up at him questioningly, he nods his head to the computer. Realizing what he was trying to imply, she hit's the enter bar a few times, the blinking cursor now 5 lines down from her work.

Her fingers were shaking slightly, but after a bit of courage building she begins typing.

Ikuto leans forward, reading her response out loud.

"Don't get too close?"

He looks down at her, his smirk still in place. His body was actually inching closer as he spoke.

"How come?"

Hotaru's blush seemed to rise full force, her hands shaking even further. Her typing was slower this time, wanting to get the answer out, but unsure of his reaction. It's just as she finishs, does she hear a sound downstairs.

"Hotaru, I'm home~!"

Her eyes widen, her body already getting up from the chair.

"Oh, it's Onii-chan. I'll be back."

Hotaru dashes out of her room, gently closing the door behind her before stopping at the foot of the stairs. She smiles softly at her Onii-chan before rushing over and hugging him tightly.

"Onii-chan, you're home!"

She giggles lightly, happy to see her brother. He had been busy with work lately, she didn't know what to do. Pulling back, she notices the apologetic smile on her brother's face, his hand coming up to rest on her head.

"Yes, I am, but only for an hour or so. I have to prepare stuff for the new school term tomorrow and I was going to do it at my lab. I'm just here to pick up a few things…"

He lowers his head a bit, deterring any chance for Hotaru to frown.

"…and of course eat dinner with you."

Hotaru lights up at this, glad to at least see her brother for a little while. Happily nodding to herself, she begins to warm up what she made earlier, glad that she had made Ikuto a bowl earlier, having left it in her room.

It was after dinner, Hotaru waving her brother a goodbye, does she start heading upstairs. A smile on her face. Despite everything, she was always happy to see her older brother. She looked up to him in many ways.

Entering her room, closing her door behind her, she barely has time to react before she finds herself pressed against her door, her hands pinned above her head.

Her eyes widen in shock, unsure of what was going on, Ikuto's head lowered. His hair was hiding his expression, so she hadn't the faintest clue what was going on his head.

"I-Ikuto?"

She looks around, only to spot Yoru and her Chara asleep on her bed, the bowl of soup she made earlier empty on her desk. Her heart was racing quickly.

"Ikuto! Wh-what are you doing?"

Still not a response, but she begins to notice his body starting to press against hers, closing off any chance of escape. She could feel the blood rush to her cheeks as she felt his mouth close to her ear, his grip unwavering in the slightest.

She was afraid.

"I-Ikuto?"

A chuckle causes all of her fear to vanish, only to be replaced with a bit of anger. Eyebrows knitting with frustration, she begins to struggle a bit and yell.

"That was not funny Ikuto! What do you think you're doing?"

It's quiet, her ears only picking up her quick, fluttering heartbeat when she hears his voice, soft and whispered.

"You know if you want something, you just ask."

Hotaru is confused as to what he's saying, her face showing that confusion.

"What do you-?"

She's cut off as his lips press to hers, her mind in a state of shock.

[Because I want to kiss you…]

Author's Note: There you have it. A perfect filler filled with HotaIku fluff. ^^ I had been pondering this for awhile(obviously) and decided to finally use it. It's been awhile since I've had a good little fluff chapter of Hotaru and Ikuto. I hope you enjoyed it and I plan on getting the next one out as soon as possible.

On a side note: Someone pointed out to me, that they think Kukai likes Hotaru...I honestly never thought of that, just taking Kukai's personality to be friendly. Has anyone else thought this? ^^; And if so, should I have a cute chapter between them for fun?

Review if you still love me T-T