Morg: Heyo! There have been some good guesses to what she has. I'm glad you guys are good readers!

Ikuto: So you want them to know but you aren't going to tell them?

Amu: Wow, you are cruel.

Morg: Shut up, Amu. You're sick.

Ikuto: Yeah, just let me take care of you.

Amu: I am not! You don't own anything, Morg! You can't make that decision!

Morg: Just did.

Ikuto: Doctor Ikuto here to help!

Amu: Get me out of here!

~Alone With You~

Despite the fact that whatever the fruit was that Michelle had fed her the first time healed her enough to wake her up, Ikuto hadn't stopped worrying about his lover. She was still a bit out of it and some of the other stuff that Michelle had her eat made her worse, though a couple did make her better.

"Here Amu, eat this."

The pinkette took what was offered to her without a second thought. She was used to receiving some weird things from Michelle by now and ate them quickly. There was one time that she'd tried to resist but it didn't end well for the pinkette. The object felt a little slimy on her tongue and as Amu attempted to swallow it; her body rejected the foreign substance. Having a bowl nearby her was a thing of habit now since Amu never knew when she was going to puke. At least her skin had cleared up.

Michelle took a mental note that the boiled leaves had made Amu puke. She'd write it down later in the notebook she was keeping record of everything in. There was no long a doubt in her mind as to what ailed her female guest. "Excellent. When your stomach settles down eat this and you'll be just fine."

Ikuto glared at the redhead as she headed back inside the hut. Amu was currently gagging in his lap. He hated that he couldn't do anything for the girl he loved so much. They had to put all their trust into believing that Michelle knew what she was doing. Not just once had the thought that the girl living alone in the middle of the jungle was crazy crossed their minds but at least two dozen. "I don't like this anymore."

Breathing heavily as if she'd just run a race, Amu attempted to catch her breath in order to respond. "I'm not a fan either, but this is where we are at the moment. I think we're lucky to be getting her help at all."

Grumbling, Ikuto had to admit, even if only in his mind, that Amu had a point. Michelle was the reason that they had escaped notice for so long. If they were lucky then someone sent the report back to Midori and Aruto that they had died in the harsh jungle. Rather, they were living in paradise, not counting Amu's predicament. "We should move on though. There is no telling what might happen if they discover that we've been staying with Michelle. We shouldn't put her in danger as well."

Amu knew this to be true. As much as she didn't want to admit it, their presence put everyone around them in danger. The wrong person could be the one that got hit by something not meant for them. Amu didn't want other people getting hurt. "As soon as she says that I can go, we'll be leaving. That's the deal."

Ikuto nodded before stroking her back. He had no choice but to watch as Amu carefully ate the fruit that Michelle had told her to eat. This time she did not puke, instead she sighed contently and greedily ate it all.

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"Ma'am, I don't think you understand. There is no way that anyone could live for as long as they have in the jungle. We've checked every village on the coasts and have alerted every border patrol in South America. If they are still alive then they won't be able to leave. I doubt that they are though. That storm that we lost them in was a bad one. Unless they found some remote village in the middle of the jungle, they're dead."

"My Amu-chan wouldn't die that easily. Keep searching."

Having no choice, the leader of the retrieval team hung up the phone he'd been using to turn to his subordinates. "Orders are to continue the search. Spread the word to keep looking. Have a team fan out in the jungle where we lost them in case their bodies can be found. I give it one more week and if they haven't surfaced then we'll deem them MIA."

Several men saluted before they quickly left to carry out orders. Personally, each one found the whole ordeal rather stupid. If the two lovers wanted to be together then they wouldn't be stopped. Money was money though, and they were getting paid an awful lot to track them down.

There were plenty of small villages in the middle of the jungle, but unless their targets found one that was unmarked then they had to be dead. There was no doubt about it. One more week and the search would be called off.

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Amu felt better than she had since before they went to the village over a week ago. Her skin was clear of all marks and she felt healthy. Michelle had stopped feeding her random foods and now stuck with just two kinds of fruit and seeds from a flower. They tasted amazing to the recovering girl.

Ikuto still watched her like a hawk, but it was clear that Amu was improving. He begrudgingly thanked Michelle for that one night after Amu had fallen asleep. Admitting that he had misjudged the redhead was hard for Ikuto, but he did so. Just not out loud.

The owner of the small hut sat outside of its front door while running her fingers through Yoru's fur. She was content. Her researched had showed that some of the hunches that she'd had about the plants in the jungle were correct. Amu was going to be fine. Now she just needed to gather some more of the fruit that Amu was becoming fond of so that she'd make it to wherever they were going next. "I suppose I'll do that tomorrow while they're in the village."

"Do what?"

Michelle didn't have to turn around to realize that Ikuto had come out of her hut. Amu had to be sleeping for Ikuto to have left her side. "Go gather more fruit for Amu. Wherever you are going next, she'll need it for the journey. When you get there, get her checked by a doctor just to make sure everything is okay."

The advice was sound but something Ikuto had already been planning. "Will do. We would like to go back to the village tomorrow. No disguises this time since that didn't work out so well last time. We'll just go in as ourselves take care of business and leave."

Michelle wasn't one to pry, but she couldn't help but feel slightly attached to the people staying with her. "What do you need?"

Sitting on the ground not far away, Ikuto motioned for Yoru to come sit by him. During his stay, he'd grown attached to the cane wolf and enjoyed his company. Yoru seemed to have taken a liking to Ikuto as well. Michelle didn't mind their bond in the slightest. "A way to travel for one. We need to get off this continent. We've been here for too long. All the borders are sure to be being watched. We can't just hike out or take a car; it'll have to be a boat. I'm not sure where we'll go yet, but we'll be sailing there somehow."

"I can talk to that boat captain for you. The one that I know, it wouldn't be that hard to get him to take you to wherever you want to go. He's a pretty nice guy considering he's odd."

Ikuto held back his laughter at hearing Michelle call someone else odd. "So tomorrow you'll go gather more fruit. The day after that we'll go back to the village. Amu and I will get what we need while you find that guy and see if he's willing to take us somewhere."

Michelle nodded before pushing herself to her feet and moving to leave the hut. "Amu's waking up. You should go check on her. Yoru and I are going to go for our nightly walk."

Ikuto wanted to ask if she and Yoru only started going for walks after Amu and Ikuto started staying there, but he felt that was getting information that he really didn't want. Michelle could do whatever she pleased without him knowing about it. "Alright, enjoy your walk."

She waved him off and disappeared into the trees as Ikuto reentered the hut. Amu was indeed back to being awake and sitting up on their small makeshift bed. "Ikuto, I feel so hot."

"Like a fever?"

The moment he pressed his hand to her forehead, Amu knew that that wasn't the case. This was not fever hotness, this was Ikuto hotness. Something was in that fruit that Michelle was feeding her and Amu knew exactly what she needed to feel better. "Ikuto, either touch me everywhere or get out before I rape you."

The shock on his face quickly turned into a smirk as Ikuto pushed Amu back down and pinned her to their bed. "Sounds like someone is definitely feeling better."

"I'd rather be feeling something else."

A chuckle filled the hut. No wonder Michelle had made her escape. That damn girl had known that this was coming. "I can help with that."

Amu opened her mouth to respond but Ikuto's tongue cut off her words as he slipped it into her mouth. The pinkette gasped around the intrusion but kissed back instantly. Her hands were still being pinned down but that didn't mean that she couldn't attack back with her mouth. The kiss got deeper as Ikuto pressed back just as hard and welcomed Amu's tongue into a battle with his own. They hadn't been able to be together intimately since before she'd gotten sick. Amu wasn't the only one that felt like she was on fire. Caring for the sick girl had left Ikuto with a problem that he had to ignore several times.

Though she resisted, Ikuto managed to pin both of her wrists under one of his hands above her head so that he was free to use his other hand as he pleased. The shirt that she was wearing was pushed up so that it only covered the top of her chest and throat, leaving her breasts and stomach uncovered. His mouth instantly began to explore the area that he knew so well while his hand continued to move the clothing that he deemed was in his way. Her pants were pushed down past her hips, leaving most of Amu's body uncovered. Two fingers found their way inside of her as Ikuto continued to switch from nipple to nipple, giving them equal attention.

Amu was dying beneath him. Every time she bucked up to get more friction, Ikuto would move just barely away so that he remained in control. He was too strong for her to break out of his grip, leaving Amu with no choice but to accept what he was doing to her. Not that she hated it. "Ikuto, more… please!"

Ikuto wasn't one to ignore his lover's pleas. Releasing her hands, his free hand found the mound of malleable flesh that he wasn't currently teasing with his teeth and tweaked the available perky nub. Amu arched up into his touch while bringing her hands down onto his back so that he couldn't move away.

The moans that escaped from her mouth only set Ikuto further on edge. She sounded as if she'd been starving for his attention for a long time. Her fingers raked up and down his back as if he was attempting to get away and she was keeping him there by her own strength. Amu felt the need burning within her and while his fingers were working magic on her body, she was unsatisfied. "Ikuto hurry."

After hearing that breathy pleading slip down from her lips and into his ear, Ikuto couldn't wait either. He removed his fingers and entered her in one quick motion. Amu instantly wrapped her legs around his waist. A deep moan filled the hut as she wiggled against him.

At first his movements were precise and deep. In and out he moved with the knowledge of having done this before and since he knew her body almost better than his own, Ikuto was able to hit the spot that she wanted him to every time he entered her.

Amu moved with him to make every touch even better for her. Not that she didn't think her lover couldn't do exactly what she wanted, but at the moment she really needed a release and he was going to get her there, she was just helping to get there a little faster.

Too soon his movements became erratic and shallower. Amu held on as she reached that peak and dove into the pleasure awaiting her. Her tight, hot walls clamped down onto Ikuto, milking him of everything he had to give her.

Panting, they lay together in a sweaty mess, enjoying what they'd just done. Amu felt a lot better, but that same need was already starting to build back up. "Ikuto, do you think you've got another round left in you?"

The innocence of her voice and the look she gave him was already having the desired effect of the blue haired man. His erection was hardening before he ever got the chance to pull it out of her. "Amu, I can go many more rounds."

The pinkette giggled as Ikuto spun them both so that she now sat on top of him. Without wasting her movements, Amu whisked off her shirt and began to push herself up and down while using Ikuto's stomach as an anchor. She could feel how hard he already was as she rode him slowly. Once she was certain that he was as hard as he was ever going to be, Amu picked up the pace. The sound of the flesh hitting as she moved hard against him filled the small hut along with the grunts coming from Ikuto.

Hands on her hips, Ikuto helped to make sure that Amu moved the correct way. His pinkette was definitely wanton and he liked her that way. She hadn't changed much since that summer they met. Everything she did, she did because she wanted to and not because someone else was controlling her life. He wanted to make sure that she continued to live a life like that, as long as her life wasn't put into danger again.

The fleeting thoughts of her health were pushed from his mind as Amu came again, squeezing him hard, but this time Ikuto did not join her in orgasming. Since he wasn't there yet, he sat up quickly to keep Amu moving through her orgasm. Her hands found their way to his shoulders as she moaned out his name.

Ikuto held her tight against him as he made sure to fill all of her wants until late in the night.

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Morg: So they'll be moving on soon.

Ikuto: Good, I was tired of South America.

Amu: Where are we going next?

Morg: You'll find out! I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know if you did! Let me know if you didn't!