Morg: Heyo! Time for another awesome chapter from yours truly!

Ikuto: I'm not writing this.

Amu: She meant herself.

Morg: I did.

Ikuto: That's lame.

Amu: It's fine. She doesn't own anything so just let it go.

~Writing Love~

"Knock, knock! You're favorite best friend is here to chill for the day!"

Amu's head whipped up from where she was working diligently at her desk to meet the bright green eyes of a man she didn't know. "May I help you?"

The stranger opened his mouth to reply but was cut off before he could do anything by an annoyed sounding boss. "What are you doing here, Kukai?"

"Your sister sent me over to keep you company. More like her new favorite author posted a new chapter on this dirty website so she kicked me out so she could read it."

Ikuto let one of his eyebrows rise up into his bangs before he stepped to the side of his door and motioned Kukai to come into his office. Amu let her eyes slide from the new man to her boss with a slight question in them. Sending her a smile before he shut the door behind them, Ikuto turned to the man now seated on his couch. "What's the real reason you're here."

Kukai sent his friend an innocent look before stretching out on the couch. "I told you."

Considering he actually had work to do even with someone visiting him, Ikuto sat back down at his desk and shuffled some papers around. "I'm waiting."

A sigh that almost sounded like a whine came from his couch. Ikuto didn't bother to look up. Kukai rubbed his hands over his face before let out another manlier sigh. "I told you that your sister kicked me out. These stories that she reads are pretty naughty and she doesn't want me around when she reads them. She says that I ruin the mood for her."

His curiosity was spiked by his friend's explanation so Ikuto decided to go about it in a round about way to see what Kukai knew. "What's the website? It can't be that bad."

A snort like noise filled the room and Kukai chuckled a couple of times before settling down. "Something like 'Smut for You'. I'm telling you, it's some naughty shit that she reads. She was all excited because her favorite author posted a new story. Something about office romances. Speaking of office romances, what's up with that hot secretary?"

Ikuto refused to allow any sort of emotion cross his face. He completely ignored what Kukai had insinuated and addressed what the boy had said before bringing up Amu. "Did you look into this website?"

Kukai was thankful that Ikuto hadn't looked up when he asked that question considering that Kukai's face instantly turned red. "Yeah, so? I was just checking out what kind of stuff my girlfriend looks at while she's online. Turns out that she's more perverted than I am."

Scoffing, Ikuto flipped a few more papers around on his desk and completed a little bit more work that he needed to get to Amu so that she could finish it. "I don't want to hear that about my sister."

"Sorry man, but it's the truth. She reads smut. Not innocent little she was holding his hand shit either. Like full out sex scenes. When I read a little bit of it, it turned me on. This writer is skilled."

Still pretending to be completely uninterested, Ikuto paused in his work and looked up at the boy staring at his ceiling. "What's this writer's name?"

Kukai tore his eyes away from the tiles of Ikuto's office ceiling to send his friend a smirk. "Thinking about looking it up while you're lonely in your big old house?"

Rolling his eyes and getting right back to his work, Ikuto just scoffed again. "As if I need some written porn on a website. Have you seen me? I could pick a girl up on the way to my car."

Knowing that what his friend was saying was true, Kukai just settled back down on the couch and stared back at the ceiling. "Something about Strawberries. Speaking about strawberries, are you going to tell me how you managed to snag that hottie to work for you?"

For five minutes, both men were silent as Ikuto continued to ignore Kukai and complete his work. The brunet was determined to play his friend's game by being silent until the man gave him the information that he was seeking. Finally, Ikuto couldn't take it. He knew what Kukai was doing so he just went for it. "We're just friends. She's strangely normal and doesn't going into freak out mode whenever she sees me. That's it."

"Friends huh? So if I go out there and ask her something about you, she'll be able to answer it no problem?"

Ikuto glanced up a little too fast. He didn't miss the smirk on Kukai's face due to his reaction. "Leave Amu alone. She has work to do and so do I. It was nice seeing you again. Goodbye."

Kukai set a pout upon his mouth and moved to sit with his elbows resting on his knees. "So cold to me! I'm going to just go say hi."

There was nothing that Ikuto could do to stop his annoying friend unless he wanted to give away the fact that he was rather protective of his assistant and he knew that if Kukai thought that then Amu would know shortly. "Just make it quick."

Amu didn't know what to expect when she saw Ikuto's door open and the man named Kukai basically sprint out of the door and towards her desk. He wasn't out of breath when he stopped before her and leaned casually against the top of her counter. "Hello."

Raising an eyebrow and catching Ikuto's eye over the shoulder of the man before her before focusing her attention back on the man addressing her. "Hello."

Grinning his million dollar grin, Kukai went in for the deep stuff right off the bat. "Ikuto says that you're lovers. Is that true?"

Amu didn't even blink. "He told you that? But we only decided this morning that it'd be fine if we fucked in the office since no one ever comes by. I suppose I have you to thank for my sexual frustration right now."

Kukai laughed so hard that he almost collapsed on the floor. He turned to see Ikuto standing in his doorway with a lot of papers in his hands. "You-" AHAHAHAHA "have to" AHAHAHAHAHA "keep this girl!"

Having no idea what his secretary had said to his friend, Ikuto only smirked. "I was already planning on it. Amu is very good at her job. That's why I asked you to leave her alone."

Calmed down enough so that he could breathe well enough to stand up, Kukai winked at the pinkette working at her desk. "I apologize for the inconvenience. You can take all your anger and frustration out on me, as long as you don't tell my wife."

Amu let a pout grace her features. "I was so looking forward to it, too bad you're married."

Chuckling a few more times, Kukai managed to settle down well enough to just talk to the girl normally. "So you work for that old stick in the mud, huh? Bet this is the worst job on the planet. Ikuto can be a pretty demanding person, always striving for perfection. How do you put up with him?"

Knowing that she wouldn't get any work done until she had a proper conversation with the man, Amu turned her full attention to the brown haired friend of her boss. "I simply do as he asks while keeping our relationship strictly professional."

"No wonder he likes you! You don't try to rape him! Makes sense. So what would you do if he asked you to do something-" Kukai glanced around as if he were checking to see if anyone else in the empty office was listening. "Naughty?"

Amu was gracious enough to allow for a blush to cross her cheeks. "I hope that Tsukiyomi-sama never crosses that line so I don't have to slap him with a lawsuit and quit."

Kukai let out another grin but turned back towards Ikuto's office where Ikuto was no longer standing. "Hey buddy! You don't have to worry about Amu raping you! I made sure she'll leave you alone!"

Ikuto only grunted in response to Kukai's yelling, but Kukai didn't let his friend's response dampen his smile.

Amu smiled back at the man before her desk. "He already knows that. I'm sure that Ikuto told you that we're just friends right? Go ahead. Ask me anything."

This sparked Ikuto's interest so he made his way quietly to his door so that he could hear what the people in his office were talking about without them knowing that he was listening.

The devilish grin never left Kukai's lips as he took up Amu's challenge. "When's his birthday?"

"December first."

"Favorite color?"

"Dark blue."

"Favorite flavor of ice cream?"

"Chocolate."

"Favorite food?"

"Fish."

"What kind?"

"Anything that swims."

"You are good, Hinamori."

"I don't remember telling you my full name, Souma."

One eyebrow shot way up into his bangs as he took in the girl before him. "I believe this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."

The girl returned the smile and nodded her head. "Indeed it is."

Ikuto decided this was the perfect opportunity to make his presence known. "Having fun chatting up my only worker? Didn't I tell you to get out when you were done harassing my employees?"

Kukai chuckled before punching the blue haired man on the shoulder and making his way towards the door. "I'm sure Utau is done reading that smut now so I can go home. Thanks for the entertainment! Catch ya later, Hinamori!"

Amu gave a smile and a wave as the door closed before she relaxed back into her chair. "That is one strange man."

Ikuto let out a small chuckle as he delivered all the work, which wasn't much, that he had completed on his part for Amu to finish. "You don't have to tell me. Just because he married my sister, we became best friends. At least, in his mind we are. Sometimes I want nothing more than to strangle him."

"I could see that. You don't seem like the type of person to put up with nonsense. Especially to that degree."

Her boss let his eyes slide over to the closed door before they came back to settle on her. "So how did you know so much about me?"

A soft blush spread across Amu's face but she tried not to let it bother her. "You look into the lives of your employees don't you? I simply did the same thing to you. I just did a background check to know if you were a stable boss or not. I'm not going to work for some psycho."

His forehead was definitely getting a work out due to the numerous amounts of times that his eye brow was traveling up and down it throughout the day. "I suppose that makes sense. I guess I should bring this up now before I forget, I have a dinner party coming. I'll need your help getting ready for it. Can I count on you to help me?"

Amu nodded before taking what he'd brought her and sorting through it. "Of course, I assume that you want me to help because its work related."

"Of course."

"Then I should get back to work."

Ikuto smirked before he nodded and stalked back towards his office. "Get done quickly so you can write."

Amu really did blush that time. She didn't regret telling Ikuto about her hobby, but she prayed that he wouldn't find out the truth about her writings. That would be all together too embarrassing.

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Morg: Thanks to Mi-chan42 for helping me out on this chapter!

Ikuto: That girl again?

Amu: I don't understand how you think she helped out.

Morg: I couldn't figure out what to do with this chapter. I seem to always turn to her when I have some sort of writer's block.

Ikuto: Great, so now we can thank her for all of our lemony goodness?

Amu: Oh no!

Morg: Well sort of…

Ikuto: I guess all that's left is for you to review.

Amu: Don't do it!