Morg: Heyo! So as I said in 'Your Blood in Mine', I'm doing a thankful update. For every chapter that I update this weekend, I will say one thing I am thankful for.

Ikuto: And what would that be?

Amu: I hope it isn't something stupid.

Morg: I'm thankful for my dog. Life would be so boring without my little trouble maker. She's also my running buddy and I know I wouldn't go for as many runs without her!

Ikuto: Isn't that nice?

Amu: Well, she can't say us so…

~Writing Love~

As if sleep would come now. Amu tossed and turned in the gloriously large bed-much bigger than the tiny ass one in her apartment-for the majority of the night. Her mind went over millions of possibilities of why she'd been kissed.

With her lips still tingling and her mind still exploding with any available options, ranging from insanity to love, Amu rustled around in her sheets again. Her mind just wouldn't quit. Then again, why should it? The man she wrote smut about in her most popular story, the one that would never be with her because she was nothing special, had kissed her. This was no innocent peck on the lips or cheek either. This was a kiss. A full out-okay so no tongue-kiss on the lips. One that she could still feel and taste even hours after it occurred.

One that Amu had almost completely convinced herself was some sort of mistake. How could it not be? Laying there in bed, she could only imagine how awkward the next morning was going to be. What if he kissed her again? Not that she wouldn't like it, but what was she supposed to do? Then a new thought went through her mind. What if he came close for something and she kissed him and he pushed her away?

The agony of all the 'what ifs' were practically ripping her apart. There was no way in hell that she was going to be able to sleep during that night. Especially when she knew that she would have to face him at some point. If she snuck out early then she wouldn't have to face him. Her car was parked out front. She could always make up some excuse as to why she had to leave later on.

Deciding on that, Amu silently crept from her bed. Just the fact that she was attempting to sneak out of Ikuto's house had her moving as quietly as she could. Every noise sounded a bit like thunder and she was constantly waiting for him to just appear out of nowhere and catch her. Luckily for Amu, the house was huge and any of the tiny noises that she made were lost upon its vastness before they could ever reach Ikuto's ears.

Once outside, the pinkette debated on whether or not she should start her car where it was parked in the driveway or if she should push it down towards the road first. After attempting to move it without luck, Amu resigned herself to the possibility of being caught as she climbed into her car and started it. No Ikuto came flying down the steps to stop her as she put her car into drive and left the expensive neighborhood that Ikuto lived in to head back to where her crappy, small apartment waited along with the cat that really didn't like her.

With her dress and overnight bag in one hand, Amu struggled to unlock her door. She stumbled in and flicked on the lights so that she could see where she was going before going to her room and throwing her bag onto the chair. Her gown, on the other hand, was carefully carried to the closet where she shoved everything else out of the way to make room for it. Ikuto had bought her this. It was more important than anything else she owned.

Scrunching up her nose as she proudly smiled at said dress, Amu noticed the smell in the air. Yoru's cat box clearly needed to be cleaned out. Something that would definitely have to just wait until morning. There was too many other things to think about at the moment.

Not surprised at all that her cat, Yoru, hadn't come to greet her, Amu took off clothes that she'd been planning on wearing home in the morning and changed into pajamas. However, once the rather confused secretary was in her own bed, Amu was no closer to sleeping than she had been at Ikuto's. What the hell was she supposed to do? Work come Monday was going to be even more awkward because she had left. Maybe she should go back? Sneak back in? No! That was stupid. She couldn't do that.

Still worrying over what she tried to convince herself over and over again was just a drunken mistake, Amu finally felt herself getting sleepy. Her head hurt something awful but what else could she expect considering her brain was clearly overworking itself.

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Ikuto woke in quite a good mood. First of all, the party the night before had gone smoothly with no drunken instances from his ridiculous brother-in-law and said brother-in-law also kept his stupid mouth shut. Secondly, he managed to do what he'd been dying to do for a rather long time. He kissed her. It was a good kiss too. One that left him proud and surprisingly he found sleep easy enough. Most of his worry the day before had gone towards how he was going to manage to hold himself back when he knew that the delectable pinkette would be sleeping in his home.

Now that it was morning, Ikuto was excited and a little bit anxious to see how Amu was going to react. Maybe he'd tease her a little before they talked about what had happened. He could play the 'I don't know what you are talking about card' before confessing. That would surely get quite the reaction out of her.

Practically humming on his way down the stairs, Ikuto sauntered into the kitchen hoping that his secretary would already be there eating breakfast. Preferably in her pajamas. Amu was not to be seen.

Thinking that maybe she was still sleeping, Ikuto went on about getting his breakfast, just imaging what was going to happen when she finally entered the kitchen hair all messy from sleep and rubbing her eyes due to the brightness of the morning sun stinging them a little. Maybe another kiss would wake her up.

Smirking around his spoon, Ikuto finished his cereal before rinsing his bowl. Having been up-and daydreaming-for almost an hour, he decided to be a good host and go wake Amu up. The choice to do so had nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that he was going to just walk in her room. If she was getting dressed then she was getting dressed. That could also be another perfect moment for a second kiss.

"Amu? Are you awake yet?"

Sticking his head through the open door, Ikuto found the room empty. That wasn't how he thought it was going to happen. Frowning now, Ikuto moved from her room to look in a couple of other places he hadn't been yet. Neither in the living room nor dining room. The bathroom was empty as well.

In a moment of almost panic, the rather good looking CEO crossed the room to look out his front windows. Amu's car was gone from his driveway.

Sinking into his chair, Ikuto tried to figure out why she would have left so early in the morning. There was no rush and they'd both been tired the night before, hence the reason he only gave her a kiss. She didn't live with anyone else, besides her cat, so there was no possibility of an emergency where she'd have to return home.

Maybe it was the kiss?

Ikuto really hoped it wasn't the kiss. Had he read into the situation wrong? He'd been mostly convinced that she liked him in return. There had been some small signs. Like the fact that she hadn't slapped him.

For the next hour and a half, Ikuto sat in his chair while staring at the wall as if it could help him organize his thoughts. Several times he had to shake his head when his thoughts took a turn for the worse when thinking about the delicious girl he'd kissed the night before.

Frustrated and nowhere close to being able to sort his thoughts, Ikuto decided that he would simply call her and make certain that everything was all right. On the fourth ring he hung up. She clearly wasn't answering. Waiting a few minutes, Ikuto tried again. Still nothing.

There was no reason for her not to answer. The morning was well underway and even if she had gotten up early to go home and sleep some more, there was no reason for her to not be awake now. Obviously she was ignoring his calls.

Not liking the new thoughts in his mind, Ikuto, without really thinking it through, grabbed his coat, shoes and car keys before tearing down the driveway. If she wouldn't answer his calls then he was just going to have to go over there himself to speak to her.

Knowing the way, Ikuto pulled up in front of Amu's apartment. Well, her car was definitely there. He could see it parked not far from where he put his. At least he knew that she was home. Ikuto exited his car before climbing the flight of stairs to the apartment he knew was Amu's. He knocked and waited. Knocked some more and waited some more. Nothing happened. Soon enough he was hammering at the door.

"Amu! Come on! I just want to talk to you for a minute! I know you are home! Just open the door! Please!?"

For a whole five minutes he hit the door and called for the pinkette that never came to open the door. Worry set in. Something could have happened. What if something did happen?

Just as he was about to go crazy, Ikuto got a hold of himself and backed away from her door. He was not going to make a fool of himself on her doorstep. If Amu showed up to work on Monday then he would simply have to talk to her then. He could wait until the following morning if he had to.

On his way down the stairs, Ikuto noticed a note one the door of another apartment. Stopping, he moved closer to read what it said considering the giant 'WARNING' in red letters caught his attention. He read the note and felt his heart starting to stop. Amu clearly came back while in a tired state. She wouldn't have noticed the sign on the other doors. There hadn't been one on her door. He'd been there just now. She could have knocked it off when she was coming home without noticing. This was not good.

Panic levels reawakened, Ikuto charged back up the flight of stairs to the door keeping him from Amu. He kicked it in without a second thought before racing in to find her.

"AMU! AMU!? WHERE ARE YOU!?"

The search didn't take long. Ikuto found Amu curled up in her bed. Luckily, she was still breathing as he picked her up and raced outside. This was not a moment to think about second kisses or the fact that she was in his arms in her pajamas. The warning had been about a gas leak. Amu could already be poisoned to a life threatening state.

Frantically, Ikuto searched his pockets for his phone after he set her down in the fresh air. Without hesitation he called for an ambulance.

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Morg: I'm sure none of you saw that coming.

Ikuto: Were we supposed to?

Amu: So he kisses me and then I almost die?

Morg: Basically how it happened, yeah.

Ikuto: That's dumb.

Amu: I think this means that he shouldn't kiss me anymore. It obviously gives me bad luck.

Morg: Good luck with that!

Ikuto: Yeah right! Not even the reviewers would think that!

Amu: Why don't we just let them decide!