Morg: Heyo! So this is it.
Ikuto: I feel sad when you say that.
Amu: Nope!
Morg: It's not like we're not going to see each other.
Ikuto: I know, but this one was just so good.
Amu: No it wasn't!
Morg: Ah thanks! I really enjoyed writing it! My readers are seriously the best!
Ikuto: Yeah, I truly hope your new stories are amazing.
Amu: She doesn't own us! They can suck for all I care!
Morg: I'll do my best! I'm sure you'll enjoy them!
Ikuto: We'll see.
Amu: Please don't write them!
Morg: ;3
~Writing Love Epilogue~
Getting actual work done, whether she was at the office or at their home, became rather difficult. Amu figured she could blame Ikuto for that, though she was plenty guilty. It wasn't like she was saying no every time he looked at her with lust filled eyes. Then again, there were a few times when she was the one to start it.
Work was incredibly harder when Utau and Kukai showed up.
"But Amu!"
Sighing, the girl in question kept her eyes focused on her computer screen. She was going to get the freaking report she'd been working on for the last several hours-there may have been a few interruptions already-done. No matter how much Kukai whined at her to speak with him. "No."
Slumped over the pinkette's large desk, Kukai gave the girl his best puppy eyes. She didn't even look at him. How were they supposed to work when she didn't look at him? "You can't just end it now that Ikuto knows!"
All but slamming her palms against her keyboard, Amu turned to look at the annoying man. She had absolutely no idea how Utau could put up with the man. "I didn't end the story because Ikuto knows about it! I ended it because that was the end!"
Storming out of Ikuto's office, Utau pointed her finger straight at Amu. "But the ending wasn't even epic! They just decided to start a real relationship and not make it all about the sex!"
Rubbing her temples, Amu figured that Utau's dramatic side was how the other could put up with Kukai. They were sort of perfect for each other. "How is that not a good ending?"
Leaning against his door frame, Ikuto smirked at the sight. There were plenty of others that read Amu's stories. He knew that and he was glad that his lover got so much support for something she loved to do. Still, maybe knowing the people that read her stuff personally wasn't such a good thing. "Guys, the ending was great. They're going to stay together and have a great life. How is that bad?"
Throwing her hands up into the air, Utau fell into one of the chairs in the lounge area in front of Amu's desk. "Because there were so many more places for them to have amazing sex before the end!"
Kukai let out a whine to show that he completely agreed with his wife.
Wanting to kick both idiots out of his office, Ikuto shook his head before looking back at the girl he loved. "Just tell them."
Having no idea as to what Ikuto was referring to, Amu swallowed. "Uh, I'm writing a new story?"
Perking up immediately, Kukai stared at Amu with stars in his eyes. "Really!?"
Utau moved as fast as her body could take her as she joined her husband in staring at her favorite author. "What about!?"
Looking back and forth between the two, Amu thought hard about what she could say. "I'm not telling you yet. I haven't had enough time to really think about it."
The two looked so crestfallen at that that Amu almost changed her answer and made something up on the spot. Almost.
Sighing, Ikuto closed his eyes while he took a deep breath. "So how about the two of you get the hell out of here so Amu can do her work. The faster she gets her work done the faster she can start planning her next story."
Straightening up quickly, the two hugged before dashing for the door. Amu didn't have a chance to wave goodbye as they screamed for her to get her shit done. They were long gone before the door ever shut.
Taking a moment to just appreciate the fact that they were gone, Amu focused her eyes back onto her screen before she felt a different pair on her. Looking up, Amu saw that Ikuto wasn't just staring at her. He was giving her that look. "Oh no! I've already had too many distractions today! I have to get this done. I don't want to take it home."
"I'm your boss and I say that you don't have to have it done until tomorrow."
"You said that yesterday!"
"But that's the great part about being a boss."
Wanting nothing more than to give in and have another break, Amu knew that she couldn't. "I'm almost finished. Those two threw me off just when I was about to be done. Let me just do it."
Sighing, Ikuto relented. Amu was his, after all. He could always take her in the file room again later. Or in the elevator. Acting out all the scenes that he'd read was definitely fun. "Fine."
Relaxing a bit now that she knew that Ikuto was going to let her work, Amu focused back on her screen. "Man am I glad that it isn't Friday."
Laughing, Ikuto moved so that he could lean against Amu's desk. "I'll lock the door when you have your casual days. No way am I letting anyone else see that."
Giggling, Amu fixed a mistake that she found in the report that she was correcting. "That is much appreciated."
Ikuto let Amu work for a bit longer before asking the question he couldn't get out of his mind. "Are you really going to write another story?"
"Hmmm?"
"I mean, what would it be about?"
Sparing her lover a glance, Amu paused in her typing for just a moment. "I was sort of thinking writing about a tough gang boss that kidnaps this girl. He's mean to her at first, but slowly falls in love with her."
"Oh really?"
"Of course. I like writing love."
Chuckling, Ikuto decided that he should just let Amu get her work done. They could talk about possible story ideas in the future. "Get that done so we can go home early."'
Saluting at her boss without looking up, Amu focused back on her computer. She'd gotten rather used to working with Ikuto watching her. It was a feeling she didn't mind at all. Definitely one she planned to use to her advantage in the future. "Hey Ikuto?"
"Yeah?"
"Love you!"
Amu smiled as she heard the man chuckle.
"Love you, too. Now get your work done."
"Yes, Tsukiyomi-sama."
Groaning as he dropped his head onto his desk, Ikuto kept telling himself that he only had to wait until she was done and then he'd get her back for that. The days of him having to relieve himself were over. Who would've thought that he'd find love through a girl writing naughty stories about the two of them? Then again, it was some of the other things that made him fall in love with Amu.
The way she scrunched up her nose while she was thinking was definitely one of them. He probably wouldn't have so many of those details if he wasn't almost constantly watching her. No regrets!
~The End~