Chapter 14: A Problem

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IKUTO POV: (((My first POV for this story. Ikuto: (sarcastic tone) and it only took 14 chapters. Serena: SHUT UP!)))

I walked down the stairs, keeping a look out for my dad. Amu was close behind me, holding my wrist tensely and looking around as well.

"I think dad sent them outside." I said, but I still felt suspicious. "—My dad," I added, mentally slapping myself for just using 'dad' while talking to Amu. She wasn't married to me yet, but she would be…I had to tear myself from that wonderful dream as I heard voices and camera clicks.

Amu's eyes widened. "Ikuto, what do we—?" Amu was cut off by me pressing my lips against hers harshly as I saw the tour group come around the corner. Several photographers snapped pictures, but some just stood stunned from my bravery.

Amu must've been stunned as well because she was stiffened.

I then released her from my grip and then walked down the hall, pulling her behind me. I remembered the people and turned around, a dark look in my eyes. "Anyone who follows us is dead."

They all stayed put as I brought Amu down the hall and into a bathroom—why'd it have to be a room like that of all places?!! I shut and locked the door, regaining my breath. Amu was still stunned.

"I'm sorry; sometimes you've got to give them something to make them leave you alone," I explained. Amu seemed to understand, but still blushed, obviously knowing that picture would be everywhere by tomorrow—everywhere.

"I'm sorry; I should've cleared it with you first." I apologized. Amu gave a small smile and shook her head. "That's the first time…since I lost my memory." she said. I looked inquiringly at her. She took a step forward and my chest felt like it might explode.

"Will you…kiss me again?" she asked. I got lost in her beautiful face for a moment before snapping back into reality. I shook my head. "No; I'd be taking advantage of you in your current state. I couldn't do that,"

NORMAL POV:

Amu looked at Ikuto with pleading eyes…large pools of innocent gold…Ikuto snapped himself back again and looked away reluctantly. "Please?" she asked in a hurt way. Ikuto mentally cringed like she'd slapped him.

She was like a lost child and if he was going guide her anywhere, he needed to guide her back to her normal self. Taking advantage of the situation would be to take advantage of Amu.

He couldn't do that; not in a million years. Even so…she looked up at him with such beautiful features that it was like a bon fire had been lit in his pants. Oh, Amu…please don't… But it wasn't helping. He was allured to her.

She kept on looking at him, practically begging him. All she wanted was a kiss, so why did he feel so against it? Because it might lead to more…an annoying voice in his head told him.

Ikuto couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't deny her anything. She stepped closer to him, making his body temperature rise. She leaned against him.

And Ikuto began to get closer to her as he leaned in. Then…

CRASH!! The door opened and both Amu and Ikuto saw that one of the tourists had tripped over something and it had broken, the person falling against the bathroom door.

Alren was quicker than the people with cameras and shut the door, shouting, "NOTHING to see here, folks!" Ikuto sighed as the photographers and his dad made their way further down the hall.

For once, his father had come through for him. I'll have to thank him later…Ikuto thought for the first time in his life.

But Amu thought differently and was obviously humiliated. She had turned, her eyes blurred behind clear tears. "Amu," Ikuto said, walking towards her. "I get it…" she said. "You think I'm like a child because I can't remember…"

"I CAN remember, Ikuto! I can remember you and I've regained almost all of my memory; I know it! If you can propose to me, why can't you kiss me?" Amu asked.

Ikuto could hardly contain himself any longer. "Amu, I—" he didn't even finish; he just kissed her forcibly. She kissed back. Ikuto felt as though he could melt on the spot…

Amu slept deeply and fitfully. It was kind of like a baby…Len thought. He opened the window slightly and snuck in. Maybe he didn't want her dead so fast after all…the slut had a way of growing on people; as he'd learned from watching his brother drool about her.

But he wouldn't be taken in so easily. He still might just leave her alive…but if that damn Ikuto weren't in the way, he'd have had her out of the way quicker than she could make him want her.

It must've been sibling rivalry, because he just couldn't stand Ikuto having what he didn't. If his brother wanted Amu, then he'd make Ikuto fight for her.

Amu was beginning to take effect on him. He had started to care a little...he didn't really want to kill her anymore. In fact, he might just…help Ikuto in protecting her.

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Amu woke up feeling nauseous. She was once again in Ikuto's bed, and spring break had begun at the University. She stood immediately and ran for the bathroom, zipping past Alren on her way.

After vomiting, she felt her stomach. That thing was supposed to be here a week ago…Could it be...? Amu shook her head to clear it. Just to be safe…she thought. She went to her room and got dressed, brushing her hair and pulling it back in the white hair tie.

She'd been living with Ikuto for a month now and that still hadn't come for her. She dreaded doing what she was, but she got into the car.

Len was sitting beside the payphone outside of a drug store. He was just hanging around, being bored…thinking about Amu. He really should apologize…and mean it.

Across the street at the pharmacy, his brother's car pulled into the parking lot and out stepped Amu. She walked up to the counter, asking the pharmacist something. The pharmacist behind the counter smiled and nodded, pointing Amu down the aisle to the left.

Amu nodded, Len guessing in thanks, and she headed down the aisle. She took about ten minutes and Len was about to give up and leave when she emerged again with a small, tall white box in her hands, most likely medicine.

The pharmacist smiled nicely at her, bagging Amu's purchase. She asked Amu something, to which she nodded and Amu handed some yen bills to her. After paying for it, Amu came back out of the store. He felt terrible now for raping her. Hadn't she noticed there had been three men there? He was the only one to…

He was going to go apologize to her, but then some guy came up behind her and took her arm.

Amu turned to see some overweight guy. "What are you doing out here this late?" he asked in a sickening voice. Amu's eyes narrowed in anger. "Let go of me, tubby! I've got no time for a low life like you!" she said, yanking her hand away.

He grabbed her arm hard. "Let. Go. Of. Me." she said with force. "Why should I?" he asked her. "Let her go." a dark voice said. Amu recognized it immediately and turned to see Len.

"Can't you hear? I said let her go." he said darkly to the man. He seemed to be intimidated this time and he let go of Amu's arm and began walking away.

Len looked at Amu, who thanked him. "No problem. What'd you buy?" he asked. "Nothing…" Amu replied looking the other way. But, Len snatched the bag from her hand while she wasn't looking. "Just curious…" he said, opening it. He almost went pale. "But that's…" he said, looking at Amu.

"Yeah, I know, now will you give it back?" Amu said irritably. "Amu…you're not…?" Len asked. "I don't know, now hand me my bag back," Amu answered.

She took it back and turned to go to the car. Len was in pure shock. Had he done that? Was it his fault? His hands were still as though he held the bag open and his eyes were ahead, where Amu was getting into the car. Len was in shock. "…A pregnancy test?"

AT THE TSUKIYOMI RESIDENCE:

Amu looked dreadfully at the box in her hands and then removed the small, white bar from its package. She undid the plastic around it and then held it under her as she went to the bathroom, careful to watch and get it on the metal tab at the end.

She then sat on her bed, her knees pulled to her chin, looking at the small bar on the comforter. She was waiting with anticipation, hoping it would be negative. She was expecting to feel that light touch of blood in her underpants any minute, knowing it was just a little late.

She watched the gray oval screen on it begin to show something. She picked it up, staring at the results…

What are the results?? And Ikuto doesn't even know about it yet…Oh well, he will if she gets a + sign. What symbol will it be????