blu2012: Jeez, I dunno exactly what to do aha, but I have a basic structure I'm following. Sorry for changing the summary ; w ; I thought it need a little changing! And sorry again, I don't think there will be any Rimahiko…it leans towards an unlikely paring Kaima/RiKai. It's not definite but it just came out that way ( O o O) the only one I'm totally shipping is Amuto! And the Nagi thing just popped in last second…haha, now he fits in the story! And I swear, I will not kill them off, I'm too gentle-hearted for that ( ^ _ ^)

Enjoy!

He was at a loss at what to do. And so, he went to the only man that could help.

"Headmaster Hinamori," he greeted cheerfully.

The look on his face was solemn and guarded, his eyes watching his every move. "Tsukiyomi…" he murmured. "Have a seat…what brings you here?"

Casually, he shut the door and slid into the leather seat, leaning back and resting his arms on the armrests. The headmaster regarded him for a tense moment but it was Ikuto that broke the silence.

"I seem to have a pressing…predicament."

He was not pleased. "Does this matter involve my dear niece?"

"No," he replied then changed his mind. "Well, not directly. But I'm sure it would affect her."

His displeasure grew. "I had really hoped you would never need my help – or get my adorable nice involved."

Ikuto sighed, his gaze drifting to the darkening windows outside. "I hadn't hoped to get involved with either you or your 'precious' niece." His expression darkened. "But it has happened, Headhunter Hinamori."

"I'm not part of that anymore, Tsukiyomi, and you know it. I live a peaceful life now, far away from your kind." An edge crept into his voice. "It would certainly benefit you if you did not bring that up."

"Of course," he returned his gaze to the headmaster. "They're near."

He only sighed, shuffling papers on his desk. "When will you stop running?"

"When they stop trying to marry me off to my sister," he replied dryly.

"It's your duty," he glanced up at the vampire. "You can't run forever."

"I can sure as hell try," they had this conversation numerous times and the answer was always the same.

"Then why are you still here?" He stacked the papers neatly in the corner of his desk, but he knew the answer. "Should you be halfway across the world by now?"

Ikuto held his gaze, his expression blank and unreadable. Finally, he softly said, "I want to stay with Amu."

The headmaster sucked in a sharp breath as a reflex to instantly defend his niece and tell him to leave her alone, but he kept his lips shut. Ikuto's gaze was hard, daring him to deny him. The headmaster stared back, his words leaving him. He knew this was bound to happen someday. He just didn't know it would be his dear niece. Ikuto wasn't going to run just to stay by her side, if only for a bit longer.

But he had to ask. "Why?"

Ikuto's expression was grim. "That really doesn't concern - "

"Of course it does!" He interjected. "That girl is not just anyone! She is my niece, the closest thing I've had to a daughter since..."

Ikuto raised his eyebrows a his abrupt silence. Of course he knew what happened to his family. The Hinamori tragedy, the death of his only daughter who would have turned eleven by now. And it was vampires that he couldn't stop from draining the life of his dearest baby girl. His wife had died, leaving him a little girl in her stead. And after he had hunted them down and killed them, the highly regarded and swiftest of hunters retired to become a school warden. He kept vampires away from this academy, hence Amu's speedy enrollment. Ikuto was a special case.

"I suggest you do leave though," the headmaster regained his composure. "I don't want any attention drawn here."

"So you won't help me?" Ikuto's calm exterior dropped a little bit. "I need to hide - "

"You've always hidden."

"But I want to stay."

"That's your choice," he replied curtly. "I cannot help you, even if I wanted to. You have to leave if you want to hide. I have already repaid some part of the debt in your being here."

"It's because vampires can't enroll here," Ikuto stood. "It will be the most obvious place, I'm sure of it."

He sighed. "What do you want me to do? Tell them you're not here? They'll already be on their way to search."

"I need time," he started back to the door. "I have a month at the most."

Headmaster Hinamori only waved him off and resumed his work. Ikuto left, a dark cloud surrounding his thoughts. He stood outside for a moment, the night air ruffling his hair with its chilly breeze. As he let his years wander the courtyard he caught glimpse of a light in the last window. He smirked and headed over, an idea already forming in his head.

"I'm taking you out."

She whipped around, her eyes wide with surprise. Her toothbrush hand froze, foam still on her lips. I stood before her, determination defining my gaze. Amu finally unfroze and a fierce heat spread up on her fair cheeks. She pulled her towel tighter around her torso while the heat spread.

"W-what..." her voice tight, "What the HELL are you doing here?"

"I'm taking," I lightly prodded the area beneath her collarbone, "you out. Tonight."

She threw her toothbrush in the sink and quickly wiped her mouth with a hand towel. "What makes you think I'll go? And get out!"

I let her shove me out of her small bathroom, the door shutting between them. I heard her shift around, rinsing her mouth and quickly toweling her hair. I leaned against the doorframe listening to her heartbeat and the sound of her breaths. It was a beautiful thing, a human being. Especially Amu. I was completely enchanted by her. I couldn't place it, but there was this...this feeling that only she could bring out. I knocked on the door.

"What?" Amu began to dress.

"I'm taking you out."

"I got that." She was annoyed.

"That's all I'm telling you."

She paused, muttered a curse under her breath, and replied, "I'm not going then."

"You will come."

"No, I'm actually not."

I didn't reply.

A few moments passed before she pulled the door open. She stalked past me, dumping her used clothes and towels into a basket. Her jogging pants and heavy sweatshirt were probably meant to irritate me. She began to blow-dry her damp hair and when finished, she finally faced me. I met her gaze.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Amu took a deep breath. "I'm about to sleep, dammit! A-and it's nearly midnight - "

"11:45."

" - it's past curfew! I can't possibly go out now. Come back and ask me at a more reasonable time because now I'm going to actually study tonight. I have no time for...for your night adventures!"

Wordlessly, I reached out to her. She blinked and stayed still, but I could immediately see the rush my actions did to her. I pulled a few strands of her hair and leaned down, kissing them and gazing into her eyes so that I could see my reflection. Her breath quickened - just a tad. In a low voice I whispered, "Please Amu...for me."

She seemed to lose her voice for a moment. I dropped her hair and rubbed my thumb across her cheek. Amu bit her lip then finally gave in. "Fine, jeez. I'll go."

I pinched her cheek gently. "Get dressed cutie, we'll be out for quite a while."

She turned with an in audible mutter and waved her hand. "How should I dress?"

"Party dress, babe," I winked at her. "It's a dirty party."

I slipped out of her dorm as soon she whipped a slipper at me, laughing as it hit the door and she groaned.

When I heard silence from her room, I knocked quietly. She called for me to come in. I prepared myself, wondering if she dressed up jokingly or actually legitimately looked...damn, she's really a hot girl. She shyly pulled at her dark mini skirt, blushing and looking anywhere but at me. I didn't even realize a girl like Amu would have an outfit like this.

Her slim torso was exposed, her top half barely covered by a black criss-crossing halter top. A bright red mini-jacket fit loosely over her would-be exposed back and arms. She crossed her legs and the black boots clanked a little with the silver chains that hung off the top. Amu blushed and I realized she wore light make up, her eyes making a sultry appearance and her lips looking full and glossed.

"R-Rima said this would be the simple but hottest look I could pull off without her help," she stammered nervously. "And um, y-you said this would be a 'dirty party' and I'm not exactly sure what you meant by that so I thought you know, 'dirty.' I'm picturing some drag race or something and stuff...I just...I don't know, am I okay?"

"Yeah," I smiled and offered her my hand. "You're super sexy tonight and I really like it."

"Just for tonight!" Amu clarified taking my hand.

I nodded and led her out. "Just for tonight..."

"Will you tell me where we're headed now?"

"A party of some sort," I shrugged vaguely. "No one will know you there. I'll be with you, but if we get separated go to the bar and tell'em you're looking for me."

"B-bar? ! Why are we going there?"

"I want you to discover yourself, Amu," we started out the doors, "I want you to stop being so serious. Live a little, cutie."

"E-eh?"

I pulled her to my car I had conveniently parked just outside. She slid into the seat and I hopped into the other side, starting up the car and began to drive away into the night. I could feel the fear, anxiety, and excitement roll off her. I put my hand over hers reassuringly, causing her to jump.

"I won't let anything happen to you ever," I murmured softly, "because if your laughter, your abusive language, your smile stops...the world will surely lose something."

"What? I didn't catch that last part."

"Nothing," I smiled.

When we arrived I pulled into a dark lot and parked. Amu gave me a curious look but I shook my head and we were on our way to a darker tunnel. Amu slid her hand into mine, nervous but curious as well. She squeezed my hand as we began to see more people appear and hurry down the tunnel. A weak light was lit every few yards but it didn't help much. I could see fine but I'm sure Amu couldn't. It began to get louder and more crowded and I pulled Amu through, slipping inside where the noise hit us like an invisible force.

"What is this?" She shouted to me - she didn't need to, I could hear her perfectly fine.

"Welcome to the Underground," I grinned devilishly. "Let loose for once, no one knows you here."

"W-what are you talking about?" She was close...and probably regretting her dress choice.

We joined the throng of people by the bar. I let go of her hand and smirked, ordering a drink. "Hey there cutie, I'm Chitose. What's your name?"

She gave me a weird look. "I-Ikuto, what are you - "

I raised my eyebrows. "Ikuto? Strange name for a girl."

"No!" Amu blinked then sighed, staring at me hard and narrowed her eyes. I allowed some of my confidence to slip into her aura. She leaned against the bar and an impish smirk found its way to her lips. "Hatsumi."

"Hatsumi," I repeated. "Beautiful name for a beautiful lady."

"Oh, I'm no lady," she purred, "the opposite maybe..."

She leaned forward and ran a hand through my hair, her hand pausing at the base of my neck. She drew our faces close, biting her bottom lip. I pinched her cheek and pulled away. "Have fun, Hatsumi."

I turned away as a crowd formed on the dance floor. There were loud cheers and the spotlight was put to the dancers. I watched as they moved with each other, each in sync like a practiced duo though it was more likely they had never met before. That's what music did to people, bringing their bodies closer and adding their own rhythm. Out of the corner of my eye, Amu edged closer, watching with interest and slowly swaying to the beat. And then she did the unimaginable.

She joined in.

She shook off her jacket and twirled in between the girl and boy, immediately becoming the new center of attention. The girl battled it out until Amu had been proven better and another dancer joined in, the girl changing partners. Amu paid no need, her hips swaying and her hands occasionally brushing on the boy. He danced with her, not caring who his partner was and both changed partners again.

I downed my drink, a tiny buzz and then stood. I joined the fray, nodding to the beat and letting myself get enveloped into it. Then I myself hopped into the dance floor, girls began screaming in excitement. I pulled the dark hat off her partner, setting it on my own head and becoming her new partner. If she was surprised, she hid it well. I reached out to her with my mind, feeling the adrenaline flow and the magic of music guide her.

Together we danced a heated dance, holding each other, drawing apart and circled around the other like a predator on the prowl. We became the only two dancing and the crowd watched with vivid attention, their excitement and amazement practically flying off them. I felt the jealous stares of them, both genders wanting to be in the duo. I twirled her around and then pulled her to my chest. She twisted around in my arms and slid her hands around my waist so we sashayed our hips against each other.

"Nice moves, Chitose," she murmured into my ear.

I leaned down as she tipped her head back, my lips at her throat. The scent of her blood was close, sweet and intoxicating me. I bit her neck gently, causing a startled gasp to escape her lips. I pulled back with a smirk and she whirled away from my arms. Her body was like a dancers' dream, the ice skating kicking in as she jumped in the air and I caught her in my arms, her legs wrapping around my torso and tipping her backwards. I felt curve of her back on my hand, spinning us around and pulling her to me again. She giggled and the end of the song came.

"Hatsumi," I whispered so only she could hear.

The crowd broke out in a roar and everyone began to dance as a new song began. We slipped out into the night, running with each other. Her joy lit up her face when she turned to look at me and I grinned back. I quickly pulled her to me, ignoring the rain and together we ran back to my car. I unlocked it and we both slid into the seats. She panted heavily, laughing and wiping the water from her face.

Her make up had smeared and black tears of water dripped down her cheeks but she was still the most beautiful woman in the world. Both of us were laughing, still feeling the energy of the Underground. I looked at her, taking in the details of her face and remembering this moment. She pulled back her stringy pink strands of hair and grinned at me, her eyes alight with happiness.

"Thanks Ikuto," she said breathlessly. "This...this was the best night of my life! I didn't even think..."

"I watched," I stuck the key in the ignition and turned it. The car hummed and I turned the heat up for her. "You really are something, Hatsumi."

"Oh, hush," she kept her hands over the warm draft from the air vents. "I was really scared and nervous, like what if I make a fool of myself? But I just pretended I was skating and I just...I can't believe I did that!"

"It's two in the morning," I ran my hand through my wet hair. "I told you we'd be out late."

"It was totally worth it," she sighed contentedly. "I really had fun."

"Oh, Amu," I sighed and stared out the front. The rain is really peaceful, I thought. "What am I supposed to do now? I'm hopelessly in love with you."

She giggled. "What?"

"It's true," I smiled looking at her. "I'm in love with you."

Her playful expression sobered as she soaked in my words. For a few tense moments, the only sound between us was the sound of the rain pounding on the roof of the car. I only gazed at her, waiting for her answer. Conflicting emotions began to flicker in her aura but it was clear in her eyes. I leaned towards her and came in close.

"Would you slapped me if I kissed you?"

A wrinkle appeared on her forehead.

I leaned forward and cupped her chin in my hand, pressing my lips against hers and closing my eyes. I heard her heart speed up at my touch and drew back into my seat. I watched her eyelids flutter open and she stared at me. I smirked.

"You didn't slap me."

Amu swallowed, her jaw tightening. She was nervous. A little unsure and slightly confused. She was also probably wondering why I did what I did. I chuckled and focused on the car, backing out and zipping off into the night. She folded her hands into her lap, staring out the window, probably thinking and sorting her thoughts.

I blinked in surprise as my hands trembled on the wheel. I steadied them instantly and wondered briefly, for a moment, if this was fear. Of the unknown? I tightened my hands on the wheel. I was just unsure of what to do, that was all. What I did next relied on Amu's choice.

I parked my car in the school garage and let Amu out. She nodded silently as she stepped onto the pavement. I locked the car and shoved the keys in my pocket. I draped my coat over her and pulled out the umbrella from my side, holding it over her head when we stepped outside.

Inside the dorm, she let me in to dry. She threw me a towel and we both sat down. Afterwards she turned on the light in the kitchen flipper searched through the fridge for something to eat. She pulled out some fruit bits and hopped onto a chair. I say across from her, watching her eat. She gave me a strange look but said nothing.

"Hey, can I stay for the night?"