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I hate this.
"Stop it."
"I can't help myself."
I really do.
"Ugh, please Ikuto. You're being a pervert."
"I can't though."
This stupid, blood-sucking pervert.
"I'll slap you, I really will."
"Ah, Amu," he put a hand to his cheek as if he could still feel it. "That had hurt."
"It was the other side," I corrected him. He dropped his hands playfully frustrated.
I pulled on my checked off another item on the list with my pen and continued onto the next one. Ikuto - being the gentleman he was - held the basket for me (I wondered if there was an alternative purpose for that...). I continued into the next aisle scouring the shelves for one can of chopped fruits. I needed it for the salad I was going to make later on. This was our last day here since we were leaving in the morning tomorrow. I wanted to be sure I didn't get hungry on the way back like last time. As I reached to move some cans around, I felt his lips brush my neck. Again.
"Ikuto." I warned him.
"Now that I've had a taste," he licked his lips as I looked at him, "I just want some more."
An elderly couple beside us chuckled.
I rolled my eyes - none too playfully, I assure you - and grabbed a random fruit can then quickly made my way to another aisle. He followed closely behind me. I checked off the fruit can and searched for small packets of pretzels and whatnot to snack on. I grabbed a a few bags and dropped them in the basket, checking them off as well. The last on my list were - ? !
"Ikuto!" I whipped the list at him offended - appalled even! "We're not getting condoms whatsoever!"
He laughed and snatched the list from the air with a quick hand. He put the corner to his lips with a grin. "Who knows? Maybe tonight - "
"Just because I'm staying in your room tonight - " Rima kicked me out for some odd reason...Ikuto's behind it for sure, " - does not mean we'll do anything you have in mind!"
"S & M?" He laughed again as I whipped my pen at him.
I turned around with a huff, embarrassed he would even mention that. In public nonetheless! I thought as a mother and her two small children wheeled by rather quickly. I pulled my wallet from my pocket as I went to the check out line.
"It's not like we'll be alone," Ikuto added. "Kūkai'll be there."
"That's a relief," I muttered sarcastically.
"I'm just kidding," Ikuto then said. "Kūkai's scouring the town for girls and crashing with someone else so it really will just be the two of us. Alone. In that room."
"We could get in trouble you know," I pointed out as I put my items on the conveyer belt. "Lots of trouble since I'm not in my assigned room."
"Pfft," he waved his hand dismissively and shut my wallet, pulling out his own before I could say another word. He grabbed a candy from the shelf and then paid for the items as I wordlessly gawked at him. When we got outside my brain connections finally went back online.
"Ikuto! I was going to pay for those!" I said disapprovingly.
"Well, I already paid for them," he grinned. "So play one game with me. Or maybe more. Tonight."
"That's not fair!" I protested. "You! This is your fault 'cause I didn't make you do anything!"
"What's done is done," he brushed my protests off. "So is that a yes? I can always tie you up and make steaming hot love with you."
"That's not even an option," I growled. "And it better not be."
"It was a joke, Amu," he ruffled my hair as I frowned. "A joke."
"Like I didn't know," I laughed a little to myself. "And fine, it's not like I have anything better to do."
When we got back, I began preparing food while Ikuto - being the un-gentlemanly idiot he now was - leaned on the counter casually sneaking food when he thought I wasn't looking. As I finished up packing my belongings, Ikuto had migrated to the bed waiting for me. I changed into my pajamas - gray yoga pants and a white tank top for you hentai-minded perverts - and tied my hair up in two spunky pigtails.
"Let's play," Ikuto patted the bed next to him. I eyed him warily. He pulled out a pink box and grinned cheekily. "My favorite: pocky sticks."
"Oh, Ikuto, seriously," I sat next to him anyway. "I'm not playing that game."
"Come on," Ikuto shook the box lightly. "Winner gets one wish from the loser."
"That's a pretty big prize," I pondered. "But if I lose..."
"I'm not going to chicken out so get ready to lose anyway," he said oh-so-confidently.
"Don't bet on it," I - being a prideful blockhead - unwittingly agreed with him on the rules and consequences.
He opened the package and pulled out one. He took the pink end in his mouth, giving me the pretzel end. I rolled my eyes. Typical. He switched off the lamp because "Everything's better in the dark!" As he said.
Slowly, we began nibbling away into the middle of the delicious snack. We were now an inch away from touching now but I was not backing down. From the looks of it, neither was he. Half-inch. Quarter inch. Eighth inch! My heart sped and he suddenly pulled away, leaving me with the tiny bit in my mouth. I blinked as I chewed it and swallowed. Did I...win?
"I won, I won," I sang cheerfully. "In your f~ace!"
Ikuto coughed a few times then turned to me, his expression - if possible - paler than usual. And tightened as if in pain. I stopped singing at once and put a hand out to feel him. He stopped my wrist a few inches away from him with his hand and held it there.
"Just...just need a mo..." he wheezed.
"Oh," he let my hand go and I pulled back. "Okay."
Ikuto breathed hard a few minutes more, seemingly struggling with each breath as if it were his last. I sat back patiently and waited for it to subside and ready to get him anything he needed. He leaned on my arm, his head damp with sweat.
"Weak...need...bl..ood..." he struggled out.
"What?" I looked at him confused.
"Bl...ood.." he repeated.
"H-how?" I stammered nervously.
"Yers." He managed with a gasp.
"WHAT?" I was shocked and surprised now. "You n-need my blood?"
He nodded feebly. He pulled me down closer, two figures in the moonlit window. He angled his head upwards, the crimson eyes flashing at me hungrily. I avoided shuddering. That would only be a guilty hindrance to him when he remembered later.
At first, his lips brushed my neck and then I felt his tongue lick the bare naked skin. I shivered - maybe in pleasure or fear, I can't recall. Then he ran his fangs along my neck gently before plunging in. I couldn't hold back a gasp as I felt him suddenly hold my arms in his hands tightly. My heart beat erratically in my chest.
"I...Ik..." I couldn't get his name to part from my lips.
I felt a little woozy now, my fingers curled up in his silky hair. I felt the world tip and I was falling. Falling down and he was on top of me, quickly adjusting to the new angle. My breaths - were they really mine? - came in ragged gasps now. I felt hot. Hot all over. My eyelids fluttered shut. This was kind of pleasant. Like a dream that felt so real and happy you never wanted to awaken - if you dreamed of blue-haired vampires sucking your blood, that is.
My breaths had slowed and I suddenly felt exhausted. I tried not to fall into the darkness threatening to lure me in with its calm embrace. I couldn't find the energy to open my eyes, however, and found no strength to utter another sound. I had no sense of time but he pulled away after what seemed like eternity with a gentle lick that I hardly felt.
I barely had strength to move after that. I tried to open my eyes and sit up but my body refused my requests and I remained motionless. I only heard the sound of my heart beating in my chest and my haggard breathing. My body started cooling down to the point where I shivered, goosebumps rising on my skin.
"Amu...can...he...ar me?" He sounded far away from me, his words fading in and out.
I moaned quietly as I tried to speak. I gather all my strength and opened my eyes halfway. I began to distinguish his face as my eyes adjusted to the dark. He had such a gentle expression...oh, he's pretty good-looking too. Ah, he's getting closer.
"Are you...right?" His voice echoed in the murky depths of my mind.
My lips parted, but to no avail as only mumbled sounds came out. "Ik...nghhn..."
"Good, you're still awake," he smirked and I saw him pull out another pocky stick, putting one end of the stick in my mouth - strawberry end this time - and took the other end in between his lips.
I tried to protest but found I could not.
In moments, agonizingly slow moments, he was close to me again. His deep eyes had returned to normal and now looked deep into mine, so close I could see my own eyes reflected back to me. Our noses touched. I closed my eyes.
"YO, Ikuto!" The door burst open with a thump and a quiet thud. "S'rry brah, gotta...crash..."
It took all my strength to turn away so our lips never met. He kissed my cheek instead.
"If you told me - hic! - you were gonna get it on - hic! - I would've stayed out - hic! - much longer," Kūkai had shut the door behind him. "You stud."
"Shut up," Ikuto said. "It was a game. And I won."
You cheat! Liar!
"In what?" Kūkai staggered over. "I wanna p- "
"No!" Ikuto snapped suddenly. "It's a game for me and Amu only. You can play with other people but not Amu."
"To-o-uchy," Kūkai teased. "You sound like a possessive - maybe even perverted - pedophile."
Ikuto fumed. I felt the warmth return to my fingers. I groaned again and twitched my hand trying to move it. I opened my eyes and struggled to sit up as warmth returned to the rest of my limbs. I felt as if I'd been asleep for a long time and not maybe, five minutes.
"Friggin'...dumb...no good..." I wheezed. "Idiot."
"I won."
"...nya...didn't..."
"I get one request."
"My ass."
"I never said which game you had to win," he grinned at me.
"Ugh..." I fell back down again.
You see why I hate it?
[A/N] I really do love strawberry pocky sticks :D I ate them all the time as a kid! (Coffee flavored is good too!) Haha, this is such a fun story I get to write! They are just too funny! I think I might even finish this one...I dunno...I kept telling myself that this chapter wasn't long enough so I kept writing...and writing...
~LonelyButLovely