Morg: Heyo! So my plan to update this story on Tuesdays backfired.
Ikuto: Your plans to update more always seem to fail.
Amu: Don't worry about it too much.
Morg: Yeah, I'm just going to have to stick with updating when I can. Life is so demanding.
Ikuto: Go ahead, blame life.
Amu: Is life the reason you don't own us?
Morg: Life is exactly the reason I don't own you. Life didn't give me the monies or the brain power to come up with you.
Ikuto: What a sad life you lead.
Amu: I second that statement.
Morg: I'll just go cry alone.
Ikuto: You do that.
Amu: Laters.
~Writing Love~
Amu actually left the hospital fast than she thought she would. I may or may not have had something to do with her hot boss coming to take her and charming all the nurses and doctors, even if some of them weren't female. A few smiles here, a lick of the lips there and presto! Amu was ready to be released. Of course, she wasn't angry with Ikuto for flirting. Not at all. She had no right, right? They'd only shared a kiss. It wasn't like they confessed. Amu didn't even know if she wanted to confess.
Obviously she had feelings for the man. Being that she stalked him on the internet and found a site dedicated to facts about him meant that she liked him. Clearly, she only wanted to know more about him and was too shy to ask. Ikuto would never have to know.
Amu maybe, kind of, sort of gave them man driving her to his house, which she was informed she had to stay at while her apartment was fixed and the gas was aired out, the silent treatment. The pinkette couldn't help it. The man was still all flirty and smiles and she wasn't going to be one of the bimbos that fell for that act. Amu wouldn't do it! She wouldn't be like the others. Even if it killed her on the inside.
Ikuto was so excited, and not even Amu's damper mood could bring him down. The girl he fancied was going to be living with him. Scenes of Amu walking around in pajamas, lounging on his furniture, eating breakfast and supper with him flashed through his head. He couldn't help but feel a sense of déjà vu, but he was determined to push the past behind him and live in the present and look forward to the future. Amu was going to be living with him now. There would be no sneaking away in the middle of the night to return home without Ikuto knowing. There wasn't anywhere for her to go. Ikuto felt a bit evil as he smirked at that thought.
Pulling up in front of his large house, the CEO basically sprinted around his car to open Amu's door for her and help her out. His secretary was still a bit wobbly on her feet, and Ikuto was there to make certain she didn't over work herself and that she got plenty of rest. "I had your room cleaned for you and some of your clothes saved from your apartment and cleaned. They're all moved in upstairs. For this afternoon though, do you want to rest in the living room and watch some television?"
Leaning against the side of the front door for support as Ikuto opened it for her, Amu focused on what she was doing so she wouldn't fall flat on her face in front of her incredibly hot boss. "Are you going back to work?"
Smirking, Ikuto helped the girl inside with an arm supporting around her waist. "Not today. I finished up everything before I came to get you from the hospital. Today is about making you feel at home. Don't forget, I have a spare oxygen mask and tank so if your lungs are feeling a little weak, we can just hook you right up."
Yes, because that was what Amu wanted. Definitely to look like a loser who couldn't breathe right. Thanks but no thanks. "I think I'll be all right now. Thanks."
Grinning, Ikuto helped Amu over to the couch before settling her down. "So what movie do you want to watch? Unless you'd rather watch a show on TV. Whatever you want!"
Something was definitely up with this man. He was acting odd. Not that Amu was an expert on how Ikuto acted, but something just felt off. "Are you okay?"
Ikuto couldn't help but laugh at that question. "Asks the girl that just got out of the hospital. I'm fine, why do you ask?"
"Because you're acting funny. If my being here isn't going to work then I'll find somewhere else."
Frowning a bit, Ikuto shook his head. He didn't want Amu to leave, and he was rather certain she had nowhere else to go. "I've never had someone living with me before. I guess I'm just excited. And you're here, too, so it isn't just me and Yoru, which adds to the excitement."
Deadpanning, Amu stared at her boss. "Did you just second me to my cat?"
"He's a lovely cat!"
Mumbling curses under her breath about her damn feline, Amu crossed her arms and looked away from the man she was considering confessing to. Wait… no. She wasn't going to confess. No matter how hot he was, she wasn't confessing. Unless he confessed first. Then she might possibly, just maybe, return his feelings. Maybe. "My own cat couldn't come greet me."
Lifting an eyebrow, Ikuto leaned back to look at the grimace on Amu's lovely face. "You want to see him? Okay then. Yoru!"
Not two seconds later, the fluffy cat streaked into the room. "What!? You traitor! You can come when Ikuto calls, but I get ignored! Fine! Stay here with him forever if that's how you feel!"
Laughing because he wasn't sure what else to do, Ikuto scooped up his new friend before facing his secretary once more. "Amu, he's just a cat. He loves the person that feeds him so I'm certain he loves you, too. I'm sure he missed you."
Amu wasn't so sure. Mostly because Yoru refused to acknowledge her presence, even her cat loved Ikuto. "Let's just watch a movie. Anything that doesn't have anything to do with hospitals or cats, please!"
Chuckling, Ikuto did just that.
Halfway through said movie, Amu realized she had yet to post her new chapter. The hospital had some stupid rule about healing coming first and Facebook coming second. Stupid hospital. All Amu had wanted to do was upload her new chapter and wait for the reviews to flood in so she could feel good about something in her life. She had almost died after all. "Hey, can you grab my laptop? I need to check something real quick."
"You don't like the movie?"
Glancing back at the TV screen, Amu sort of regretted not waiting until the flick was over to ask. Stupid Ikuto taking everything the wrong way. "Ah no, it's a good movie. I just remembered that I need to look at something and wanted to do it before I forgot. It can wait."
Beating himself up on the inside, Ikuto realized too late that Amu probably wanted to update her chapter. He knew that she wrote one because she'd been typing in her hospital room the day before and he hadn't brought work for her to do. Stupid brain not being fast enough. "I'm only teasing. I can get it for you now."
Giving a quiet thanks once Ikuto handed her laptop to her, Amu sighed as she got comfortable on the couch in a position that wouldn't allow for Ikuto to see her screen. She'd come too far to be careless now and get kicked out on her first day staying at his house. Everything would have been great if it wasn't for Yoru's sudden need to be with her.
The cat jumped up onto the couch, rubbed up on Ikuto a few times earning some petting, before meandering over to Amu. Yoru decided that the best possible place for him to be at the moment was sitting on her chest. Laying one paw over the other, the little fluff ball purred as he stared up at her with innocent eyes.
Amu would have been excited and pleased and enthralled if she hadn't just been released from the hospital. For lung related injuries. Breathing was hard enough on its own. Now she had the added weight of her cat, who actually put on a bit of weight while staying with Ikuto. Amu barely had time to enjoy the fact that she was receiving attention from her cat before the coughs started.
They weren't light coughs either. These were toes deep, resounding coughs that made everyone think that a lung was going to come shooting out of the cougher's mouth at any second. The coughing not only made it more difficult to breathe and scared away Yoru, but scared the life out of an unsuspecting Ikuto.
Her boss practically bolted from his seat telling her not to worry and to relax and breathe while he went to drag out the state of the art oxygen system that he bought just for her. Amu was mortified. Then again, the mask did help to calm down her lungs and allowed her to breathe normally again.
Sitting there with Ikuto rubbing her back in soothing circles while she took deep breaths of fresh oxygen was sort of nice. Maybe she'd cough more often.
The pain in Amu's chest reminded her that it wasn't worth it.
"You feeling better now?"
Nodding without letting go of the mask she held to her face-Amu didn't like using the straps since they left marks on her cheeks-Amu took several more deep breaths before pulling the plastic away from her nose to speak. "I guess this shows that love only brings me suffering."
"Because your cat sat on your chest?"
Blushing slightly because she'd also been referring to the kiss that she shared with her boss, Amu tried to salvage the situation. "Yep. That's exactly what I meant."
Ikuto shrugged his shoulders before returning to the movie that they'd been watching. So much happened that he wasn't really interested in the flick any more, but with Darth Vader trying to calm down beside him, Ikuto tried to give the pinkette time to get back under control… and update her freaking chapter.
Weaning herself off the vent slowly so that her lungs wouldn't freak out with the sudden loss of support, Amu began to take every other breath without the vent's help. Every other turned into every two and so on until she kept the mask in her lap just in case. With that settled back down and her body even more tired from the extra excitement tossed into her day, Amu tried to remember what she'd been doing before the attack. They were watching a movie… a boring movie…She asked for her laptop… oh shit!
Scrambling, Amu snatched her laptop off the floor where she'd placed it once she suddenly couldn't breathe. She'd wanted to get the personal computer off her lap and out of harm's way. That being the case, she hadn't thought about how she'd set it down and the screen had definitely been pointing towards Ikuto. If he'd glanced down at all in the last fifteen minutes or so then he'd seen her homepage for her fics.
Stealing side glances while taking breaths from her mask every now and then to remain calm, Amu tried to judge whether or not Ikuto had seen. If he had, the man was good at hiding it. Maybe he was waiting for the perfect time to let her know that he knew. 'Oh Amu, awesome job on those reports. By the way, that fanfic crap you post. Not cool.'
Naw, that wasn't realistic. Ikuto would never praise her before telling her off. He'd just get straight to the 'you're fired' part before going on his sexy way. Damn hot boss.
His actions at the moment, however, pointed towards the side of the spectrum that read 'he didn't see a damn thing'. Amu mentally rejoiced before taking a deep breath of oxygen and continuing on with posting her newest chapter. The fake Amu was dropping off some paperwork to her sexy boss late in the afternoon and was asked to stay for dinner. Fake Amu, however, didn't know that she was what her sexy boss was going to eat.
The pinkette was rather proud of her chapter and couldn't wait to see what her readers thought of it. With that being said, she wasted no time in posting it and shutting her laptop down. There was no way that she was going to risk letting Ikuto see her screen again on the off chance that something shameful would be there when he looked. Better safe than sorry.
Finished for the day, Amu dropped back against the couch after shoving her laptop away. She continued to breathe through the mask now and again while the movie played out. From start to finish, she had no idea what it was about, and she was rather thankful when it was over and Ikuto offered to help her up to her room so she could nap before supper.
Amu just happily accepted the help before crashing into her pillows on her huge new bed for a short nap. The girl had no idea that her boss was hoping for some alone time with his own laptop before they ate.
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Morg: So I hope you guys know what the next chapter is going to be. I really wanted this one to be fluffy and fun and just lovely before getting back into smexy time.
Ikuto: It better be that freaking chapter!
Amu: Ummm… Eating dinner?
Morg: Right… I guess you'll just have to wait and see!
Ikuto: I don't want to. Write it now.
Amu: No thanks! Take your time.
Morg: Hopefully it won't take me forever to update this one again! Thanks for being so patient everyone!