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Neko in Distress

Friday.

The guardians plus Kukai were gathered around the table of the Royal garden, eating lunch. Kukai challenged Nagi to a Ramen eating contest. So the contest began. Nagi had just finished his first bowl of Ramen. Kukai however, had eaten so many bowls of Ramen that he didn't have any place left to place the one he was currently eating. Kukai smacked the empty bowl on the others and asked for another one. While waiting, Amu turned to him.

"Are you trying to kill yourself?" Amu asked, slightly bending away from him. A new bowl was placed in front of him.

"What are you saying? I am trying to beat Nagi here." He asked, his mouth stuffed, his words blurred.

"You're going to get a heart attack." Nagi said. He had long give up in eating and ended up watching Kukai in a mixture of amusement and disgust. Come on, even he knew when to quit. It was obvious that he was bound to lose from the moment the contest started.

"I've never got one before, who says I am going to get one now?" Kukai asked. For emphasis he slurped half of the bowl and gulped it in one bite. The Guardians all sweat dropped while Rima rolled her eyes.

"Only a loser doesn't know when to quit." Rima mumbled. Kukai smiled, his eyes fixed on Rima.

"I know what you're trying to do! You're trying to make it seem like I lost because you want Nagi here to win." Kukai ended still smiling. He placed his arm on Nagi's shoulder and smirked.

"Aw isn't that sweet, your girl is trying to stand up for you." Nagi and Rima both blushed and turned away from each other. Amu chuckled and nudged Rima's elbow.

"You didn't tell me that you're going with Nagi." Rima's face turned redder. She looked around and saw that everyone's attention was directed at her. She didn't like the attention. Not one bit, so she blurted the first thing that came into her mind.

"Amu is going with Ikuto!" Rima shouted.

There was silence between everyone.

Casually Kukai raised a hand, ignoring all shock looks form the male guardians. "Amu, high five!" He called. Cautiously, Amu raised her hand and slapped Kukai's.

"He just asked m-me because, of our bet." Amu said, not wanting the guardians to think of it in the wrong way. She and Ikuto aren't romantically involved, at least not yet. Amu felt a sinking feeling under her stomach.

Kukai pressed his palm on his chin and started to think.

"That bet of yours, I almost forgot about that." He turned to Nagi and smirked. "Ten bucks on Amu jumping in the lake."

Nagi smiled at Amu in a sort of I-know-your-right way, which made Amu's stomach jump. She had to admit, she wasn't sure if she could get the boxers in time. Does that mean if she lost she would end up letting Nagi down too?

"Ten bucks on Ikuto being Amu's slave/boyfriend." Nagi declared. They shook hands and sealed the deal. Yaya looked at Amu and handed her a package. It was her costume.

"You left it yesterday, after we went shopping." Yaya said smiling.

Amu gulped and prayed to the Lord that Yaya didn't switch her costume with that horrible princess costume. If Ikuto had to see her in that thing again, she would not have enough dignity to come up with another excuse. She slowly opened the box, it revealed-

-Her dark pixie costume.

Relief washed over Amu. She leaned in closely to examine her costume. Yup, it was definitely the same costume, with the purple dress and the beautiful pixie wings. Amu's eyes widened.

"Yaya, what happened to the wings?" Amu asked shocked. It had a big tear in the middle, certainly noticeable from a far. It cut through diagonally from her the lower left wing, to her upper right wing.

Yaya bit her lip.

"Well, Yaya saw the package on the floor and took it home. While Yaya was taking a shower, Tsubasa came in and ripped the wings. Yaya tried to fix it but…" Yaya stopped.

Amu sighed. Now she had no choice but to buy a different costume, which was definitely impossible.

She was broke.

"You can go to the designer's shop and just ask them to fix it, you know." Rima said rolling her eyes. "It's usually written in the tag."

Amu turned to the tag, it read:

To all customers, thank you for buying this garment.

In case of any damages, please visit us in….

Amu didn't have to read the last part. She knew that address. It was-

Ikuto's address…

Saturday.

Amu gulped as she faced Ikuto's house. It was awkward to say the least. Maybe because the last time she 'visited' this house, it happened to be pretty late at night. Now, here she was standing on his doorstep in broad day light. Yes, it was very awkward.

Amu rang the doorbell and silently prayed that Ikuto wasn't home. She didn't want to have to tell him about her ripped costume. Relief washed over her, when the door was answered by a middle aged lady.

"Hello there, what can I do for you?" the lady asked.

"I am here because my costume was thorn, and I was wondering if someone here could fix it." Amu asked, still uneasy. The lady smiled.

"Sure, the man who owns the manufacturing company lives here. But instead of asking him, I can gladly fix it up for you. "The lady said. "Let me introduce myself, I am Tsukiyomi Akira."

"Hinamori Amu." Amu extended her hand. Akira smiled and shook her hand. She led Amu to the dining room. They sat across each other.

"Now let me see." Amu handed Akira the package and watched as she looked at the garment. Suddenly a thought hit Amu's mind. She said that the man who owns the company that manufactures the costumes was currently living here. Does that mean that Easter was that company? Amu gasped inwardly. Easter and costumes? Have they sunken that low? Amu almost wanted to return the costume. Almost.

"Oh, it's just a minor problem; I can fix it in no time." Amu sweat dropped. It was weird how she described almost-fully-thorn-up-wings as a minor problem. Akira grabbed her needle and thread and started sowing.

Amu took this time to fully observe Akira. She was more or less in her early thirty's and, her hair was light brown. For a moment there, Amu didn't think she could be related to Ikuto until, Akira faced her fully. She had the most stunning pair of midnight blue eyes, the exact shade of Ikuto' eyes. It finally hit her.

"Excuse me, sorry to disturb you but," there was a pause. "Are you Ikuto's mom?"

Akira smiled and looked at Amu.

"Yes, I am. Do you know my son?" Amu nodded in reply. No words were exchanged afterwards. Akira continued sowing Amu's costume. A few minutes past until suddenly, Amu had an idea.

"Is it alright if I go to Ikuto's room, I have to borrow some notes for s-studying." Amu smiled her best I-am-a-good-girl- smile. Akira thought for a second and nodded.

"Okay, go right ahead but please don't touch anything personal, you know how Ikuto gets." The two exchanged knowing smiles.

"Thank you, Akira-san." And with that Amu ran upstairs, past Utau's room and Akira's room. She stopped in front of the last room in the hall, Ikuto's room. Hesitantly, Amu opened the white door.

Ikuto's room was simple, brown floors, white walls; a king sized bed, a tables, cabinets and closets, almost too much to count.

Amu sweat dropped. Why would Ikuto have more closets then her, especially when he wears the same outfit over and over again? Curiously, Amu opened a random closet, which contained a dozen matching black shirts and pants, Ikuto style. Amu closed the closet and sweat dropped, again…

"I have to do this fast." She mumbled to herself.

She glided to a familiar cabinet, which she remembered, contained Ikuto's boxers. She slowly opened the cabinet. This was it! Her mind was mentally celebrating. Finally, the cabinet opened and revealed-

-Ikuto's socks.

Amu's heart sank. Where are all his boxers? If memory served her correctly, this was the exact cabinet which she saw them a few nights ago. Was it possible that he re-arranged his room? Amu was too caught up in her thoughts to notice someone coming. Someone who was smirking.

"Now look who we have here, back again huh Amu."

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