Morg: Heyo! Happy New Year everyone! I hope this year brings great happiness to you!

Ikuto: Cut the crap and get to the story.

Amu: She's just being polite.

Morg: I know I'm going to have a great year!

Ikuto: I will if this chapter has what I want in it!

Amu: But she doesn't own us so it won't!

~Writing Love~

The night was already well underway by the time Ikuto made it home to his mansion. Being distracted at work while Amu was there meant that he had to haul it when she was gone so that he could get everything done for not only today but tomorrow as well since they were going to spend the day out of the office together. Ikuto had never been so excited for something in his life.

His computer started up within seconds and he logged into his email to see that he had a message waiting for him saying that his favorite online story had been updated. So letting the pinkette go home early had been a good call. Ikuto was glad to see that she'd been able to get her mind back on track and at least write a chapter. Putting the mouse on the link, he opened the story in a different tab so that he could read it after cleaning out the rest of his inbox. After several unimportant emails and a lot of spam, Ikuto finally clicked over to the tab he wanted to be on. Time for a good read.

Though the thought had crossed his mind to do exactly what he was reading when he'd seen her sleeping at her desk, Amu could write the scene better than he could imagine it. So his little wakeup call had given her the motivation that she needed to write a great chapter. Ikuto was sure all of her readers were very happy with this since he knew he was.

The new chapter gave Ikuto the same old thing that always happened between the main characters but there was a new twist that he quite liked. Never before had Amu written that she'd had to be the one to do all the work. This thought left Ikuto imagining it for the rest of the night. He was also greatly looking forward to picking up said girl the next morning to start their day together. Oh the good stuff that should come out of all that time together.

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Amu got up two hours before Ikuto was supposed to pick her up. Granted she got up around this time anyways to make it to work on time, but this time she did it so she'd have time to check her email before she left with him for the day and yet still have plenty of time to get ready.

Her inbox was full of reviews and requests for favorites and alerts. She moved out all the favorites and alerts so that she could get through the reviews faster. All of her favorite reviewers had already read the chapter. Some of them actually had good advice to give her. A few stuck out even more though.

XxXDevilXLynxXx:

That was hot! I like how the secretary had to take charge and pleasure Tsukiyomi-sama for once. Definitely a nice new twist that I wouldn't mind seeing more of in the future! ;3

Amu was certain that this reviewer was a pervert. She hadn't realized that she'd thrown in that new twist but since they liked it then there was no point in worrying about it now. Maybe she would put that in again in the future.

lilcutieprincess:

About time she gets punished for something. Though maybe next time she should do the punishing. Women should be in more control than that.

Whoever this person was probably looked cute but was a real tiger. Amu was certain that if she ever met the people that reviewed her stories, she'd be surprised to find that they were more normal that she imagined them.

Sinful-Desire-x:

Such a bad girl sleeping at her desk. At least she was punished and forgiven for it, though that Tsukiyomi-sama is a ruthless boss. Still, the man's got style. Can't argue with that!

Not like she could be picky about her readers or her reviewers, but something told the author that they were focusing on the points that she wasn't trying to express. Sure, the story was about the relationship between the secretary and her hot boss, but that didn't mean that her reviewers needed to solely focus on the sex. Other stuff was happening. Sort of.

TsukiyoNoMarionette:

You've got him spot on, Tsukiyomi-sama I mean. I know him personally and although I don't really want to think about him in these situations anymore, I have to admit that you do a good job of writing them for not actually being in them yourself. Keep writing and I'll keep waiting.

Anymore? Someone that knew him personally and didn't want him like that. Amu couldn't think of anyone that knew Ikuto or had a close relationship with him that could have had a sexual relationship with him in the past. In fact, the only person that she could think of that was female and still semi close to her boss was his sister. There was no way that that was possible though.

xxxUtauloverxxx:

Have to admit that this is hot shit, Strawberry! If my wife finds out that I'm now reading the story she'd be mad since she thinks that I'll spill the beans because I know you and I know Tsukiyomi-sama. So your secret is out, to at least me and her. Yeah, we know. Shit! I wasn't supposed to tell you! Don't tell her that I told you! And write more! Thanks!

The world was falling for one moment until Amu realized that she knew exactly who this review sounded like. He was under strict orders not to tell, but now Amu knew that he knew and she also knew that it was only a matter of time until he slipped up. She had to tell Ikuto first. Somehow she would do it. Maybe.

A car honk sounded before Amu could look at any other reviews and she realized that she was lucky to have gotten ready first since Ikuto was a little early in picking her up. Grabbing her cell phone and keys to her apartment on the way out, Amu locked the door and hurried down to the waiting slick black car that she knew belonged to her boss.

"Good morning, Amu."

"Good morning, Ikuto."

With her seatbelt firmly in place, Ikuto pulled out of the parking lot and set off in the direction that Amu instructed him in. At first their ride was silent. Amu was fretting over the last review that she'd read and she was about ready to scream the truth at the top of her lungs. Doing so would probably scare the crap out of her boss, but she felt like she was going to burst.

Then it hit her, Ikuto already knew. Well, not that she wrote smut about them, but that he was a character in one of her stories. She'd told him so on their walk. If this every came to light then she could just sort of shrug it off as he couldn't be that mad at her since she did, in fact, tell him. With that in mind, Amu relaxed a little in her seat. "So are you ready to eat a lot of good food today for free?"

Ikuto lifted an eyebrow and then reminded himself that Amu didn't have buckets full of extra money just lying around her tiny apartment. She didn't get to do what they were about to do. "I didn't eat breakfast. I hope you're hungry as well. I don't want to see you take two tiny bites of everything and call it good."

Amu let out a half giggle half snort before she shook her head. "No way! I didn't eat supper last night so that I'd be hungry for today! I can't wait."

"Shall I speed for you?"

"No, that's alright. I want to be alive when I get there. Just follow all posted traffic laws. Take a right at the next light."

Ikuto followed her directions to a T. "I'm not a bad driver. My reflexes are better than most other peoples. Even if we sped, I wouldn't get into a wreck."

Amu kept her eyes forward so that she could pay attention to where they were and where they needed to go. "I'm sure, take the next left. I would still rather not risk it. These places are supposed to be the best in the city. I probably would have died without ever tasting their food if you didn't have this dinner party thing."

"You are going to it, by the way."

"What?"

"The dinner party. You'll be attending as my date."

"Date? Why can't you find someone else? I'm sure you've got plenty of girls that would love to go!"

Ikuto sent a look at her through the corner of his eye. She was blushing but she didn't look like she was seriously put off by the idea of being his date. Like Ikuto wanted to take anyone else. "This party will be held in my mansion. We'll be going over there later today so that you can see it like you asked. Why would I risk letting some girl into my house? You know about my past with crazy stalkers."

The man had a good point, but that didn't mean that Amu wanted to be the replacement for some girl because Ikuto didn't have anyone else on hand. She appreciated the fact that he trusted her to be in his house though. That and now she was curious to see it. "Alright, I suppose I don't actually have a choice anyways, do I?"

"Nope."

"This is it."

Ikuto pulled into the indicated parking lot and chose a spot. After he shut the car off, he turned to his assistant. "I'm not purely inviting you because I don't have any other girls to invite right now. This is also a work party. It makes sense for you to be there. Plus I trust you."

His words left Amu with a warm feeling that almost made her forget to get out of the car with the driver. He was ready to lock the doors by the time she fumbled her seatbelt off. "Thanks, I guess."

"Welcome, now let's go get some good food."

Amu nodded and followed her boss through the doors. An energetic girl stood waiting for them as she bounced on the balls of her feet. Amu was certain that if she said 'go' the girl would take off without a second thought as to whom she was racing. "Hello, we're Tsukiyomi Ikuto and Hinamori Amu, here for a tasting."

The girl nodded her head almost frantically. "Yaya will take good care of Amu-chi and Ikuto-san! Amu-chi is very pretty! Yaya is definitely happy to meet Amu-chi!"

Ikuto and Amu exchanged odd looks before following the girl as she skipped down the hallway. Little did they both know that they were thinking the same thing, this wasn't going to work out. Then they tried the food. Amu almost died. In the version she told her cat later on, she had died and went to heaven the moment the food touched her tongue. There was no doubt in her mind why this girl was rated the best in the city.

Ikuto wasn't sure he wanted to taste anything from anywhere else. "Shall we just make the deal?"

Yaya seemed to be hanging onto their every word. Amu felt it strange that the girl was so eager to get their business. She was one of the best in the city and should have people lined up around the block and here she was personally serving them. Something was off, but the food was so good. "Sure, if that is what you want."

Yaya about jumped through the roof. "Yaya is so excited to serve Amu-chi! Amu-chi is one of Yaya's favorites! Ikuto-san too! Yaya cannot wait to make food for the party!"

Then it clicked. Amu had a reviewer that talked sort of like this as well. "Yaya, can I talk to you for a minute alone?"

Yaya almost screamed yes before she grabbed Amu's arm and pulled her out of the room. Their movements stopped there until Amu pulled the girl further down the hall and away from Ikuto's ears. "Yaya, do you read my story?"

"Yaya loves Amu-chi's story! Yaya was so excited when Yaya heard about the dinner party! Yaya wants to make great food for Amu-chi! Yaya cannot believe that she met Amu-chi!"

The girl had to stop talking purely because she started hyperventilating. Amu rubbed her back until she calmed down and could breathe properly. "Well, thank you for liking what you read, but Ikuto doesn't know that I write it. You cannot tell him or I'm going to have to stop."

"NO! Amu-chi cannot stop writing that! Yaya will definitely help keep the secret as long as Amu-chi is one of Yaya's friends!"

So Amu was going to have to be friends with this crazy girl. At least she had a friend now, besides her cat. "Of course we'll be friends, Yaya. Just keep it a secret."

Yaya promised she would so Amu took them back to the room where Ikuto was waiting. He gave Amu a questioning look before they bid farewell and headed back out to his car. They didn't have anywhere else to go besides Ikuto's house. On the way there, he told her about the types of people that would be attending so that she and Yaya could start planning the menu as soon as possible.

All too soon they were pulling through giant iron gates that told Amu straight up that Ikuto was definitely as wealthy as she thought he was. He pulled the car up to the front of the house and left the keys in it after explaining that he'd take her back home later himself. Amu blushed at that but followed Ikuto out of the car and up the stairs to his house.

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Morg: I'm a horrible person but you all love me anyways!

Ikuto: No we don't!

Amu: I would love you more if you stop putting me in these situations.

Morg: That won't happen!

Ikuto: Then she'd lose my love.

Amu: Like that matters!

Morg: You have a point but I wouldn't stop anyways!

Ikuto: Whatever! Review if you love Morg.

Amu: Or don't.

Morg: Or if you just love my stories! You don't have to love me to review…