Amu: 18

Ikuto: 23

Saaya: 18

Kukai: 21

Tadase: 20

Utau: 19

Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara Peach Pit does.

.::. Straight In His Direction .::.

"I don't understand," Saaya said as she helped fix my jeans to add to my boyish looks. "You and Kukai are like, together. Why are you still chasing pervert gay boy?"

"He's not pervert gay boy!" I easily defended as I chose a hat from the stack of Tadase's collections. "He's name is Ikuto," I said calmly. "Besides, Kukai and I are not together. In fact, that kiss was not even that great!"

Saaya stopped what she was doing and just glared at me, doubt written all across her face. I slowly licked my lips, trying as hard as I might to not stare at her minty green eyes. "Okay," I admitted slowly. "The kiss was...amazing." I had to stop and just close my eyes, recalling that moment Kukai and I shared. "The way his lips grazed mine so tenderly," I whispered gently, picturing the moment. "He tasted like...like...like Kukai."

And that's when I heard a snort of some kind coming from Saaya. "Great way knowing ones kiss."

I groaned, ranking my fingers through my cut hair. "I'm serious here a—hang on, how did you even know we kissed?"

Saaya rolled her eyes. "I've done things, Amu. Very dirty things. I make out with guys like there's no tomorrow and finish it off with a few strings attached. I can smell if a guy is aroused or not. If you think that a little thing like a kiss cannot be unnoticed by an experienced person like mwah?" She stood up, brushing imaginary dirt off her clothes and gently laughed. "Man, you're just as the naive Amu I will always know and love."

"Aww," I all but said as I crashed her into a hug, to only back away and glare at her. "Hey! I'm not naive!"

Saaya smirked. "Say's the girl who doesn't know the fine line between 'love' and 'lust'."

"Whatever," I said getting really annoyed. "I may be a pinkette but sure as hell I'm not a blond."

Saaya arched a brow. "What's the difference?"

My eye twitched as she laughed, my hand bracing the first thing I grasped. Luckily it was a brush as I aimed it at her face. She let out a small squeak and ducked, following the weapon as if it could come back around and attack her. I laughed and blew her a kiss when she turned to glare at me before practically running towards the door.

"Yeah!" I heard Saaya call. "You better run that fat ass of yours!" I snickered and proceeded to grab my keys out of my pocket.

Just a day ago, Kukai had offered to drive me to the café. Now, since it's a Tuesday, he had work to do. Yes, the "bodyguard business...things" was today and he didn't finish till late at night. Which has its pro's and con's I guess. In a positive way, it's helping Kukai learn about lying and how it's done. The downside to that though is, well not having him close.

"Damn it!" I said out loud, banging my hand against my own car as I opened the gates for me to get out. "The hell is he doing with my feelings? Playing with them like that. There's no way in hell it meant more. Was it more?" I gasped out loud. "What if he felt something and he tells me? I mean, I like Ikuto! Yes, that's it. He's the only one I like. I will not give up without a fight—and oh my gosh you pinkette bimbo! Stop talking to yourself!" I groaned vocally as a little boy and his mummy went by.

The little boy pointed to me. "Mummy? Why is that person talking to their self?"

The mother looks at me with an apologetic face as she hurried her son. I on the other hand, thought about what the kid said. What the hell's the point in talking to yourself when in fact, you look like a total retard? Hmm, good question Amu. Maybe it's because you're going insane!

I shook my head as I opened the car door. "Bloody hope not."

My hands twitched as I got out of the car, walking towards the café of Dark Strawberry.

This is a really bad idea, Amu. You have no idea what he's capable of besides his horny thoughts and tactics.

Oh, suck it up! You're going to have to face him sooner or later in Yoru's form.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door and walked towards the counter where of course, stood Ikuto. His devilishly handsome midnight blue hair took its own style today as it stuck almost everywhere and anymore, nothing all smooth. Still, the way he looked at me with the hypnotic sapphire eyes, made my insides go jelly and sure enough, I wasn't breathing properly. It only reminded how lucky I was to wear my eye contacts. Here goes nothing.

"Hey," I say casually. "Um, I'll have a bowl of strawberries with a latté thanks."

"Sure," Ikuto replied casually, pressing buttons. "Anything else?" I shook my head. "seven dollars thanks." Swallowing, I placed the ten dollar note on the table before him, carefully to not touch his hands. I really didn't want another incident like the one in the men's bathroom.

That striking, bathroom. Man, I seriously can't get over that place.

"If you would follow me sir, I'll take you to your table." I watched as a smirk captured his features as he walked in front of me towards an empty table for two. He stopped before it and turned to me, pointing to the chair. I looked around nervously, and realized with a start, that no one, no one is here. I understand that it's only six in the morning but seriously, who doesn't love to get up and smell the cold but, beautiful fresh air.

I sat cautiously down, as I heard Ikuto walking off. I breathed a sigh of relief and watched his retreating form.

And then stopped.

My breathing stopped too as he turned around to face me. He wore a mask of troublesome, debating or at least that's what I thought, within himself to do something.

In the end, he walked back over to me and took the opposite chair next to me. I had to clench my jaw afraid it'll drop. Here it comes, I sung.

"Uh, Yoru, there is something I need to tell you." He looked at me with such open kindness I was sure this wasn't reality. "This...this may come as a distressing shock to you and I'm not sure if you can handle it, however I think you have the right to know a few things."

"Um," I said slowly, adjusting my ass in the seat. "Okay."

"Ah, right." He scratched his head, inhaling sharply and letting it out calmly. "Well, to start it off I know your sister and uh, boyfriend."

I blinked and faked a confused look. You're not Amu, my head chatted to itself. You're Yoru today. "How so?" That's my girl! I mean guy! Uh...person.

Ikuto stretched his hands on the table, reaching over to touch my fingers with his. I jerked back slightly from his touch but didn't move away completely. "You see, I met your sister Amu about four days ago so it's nothing new, and then the day after that when I went with one of my mates. She was occupied with your boyfriend, Kukai."

I couldn't stop myself from smiling and then almost faulted when I saw sadness crossing Ikuto's features. Clearing my voice to get rid of that expression I nodded. "Go on."

"You're not at all worried about those two?"

I shook my head. "No. Those two act like siblings anyways. Besides, Kukai's gay and Amu is straight. I don't think both would make a good pair anyways."

Oh, look who's talking! Trying to get Ikuto here straight when clearly you're losing your mind. Hello! You even said it yourself. Just look at him look at you like you're the most insane person in the world.

Ikuto cleared his throat and continued talking as if I never said such a thing. "Well um, it's going to be a total shock to you when I say this." He looked at me steadily in the eyes as he pronounced his words slowly for me to understand. "I saw your sister and boyfriend making out in public yesterday."

I honestly didn't really know how to respond to that. Oh, what am I saying. Of course I do! It's just a matter of using the right one. I don't want to use the where-were-you-at-that-time question, nor do I want to say you-are-a-terrible-liar-because-that-can-never-happen phrase. I guess it's between the does-it-look-like-I-give-a-shit response or the what-the-hell-tears-falling-down-my-face one.

Hmm. Both are just too damn good.

My lips quivered as my eyes darted back and forth from Ikuto's concerned broken face to the cash-register. "Um," I said calmly looking down at my hands. Yeah! Bring on the waterworks. "I um..."

"Yoru," Ikuto said gently, grabbing both of my hands in his. Oh my gosh! If it took something like this to get him to touch me passionately, I would've done this ages ago! "I'm so sorry to be the one to tell you this." I sniffed and bit my tongue, trying to draw out more tears but to also show how hard I was trying to not cry.

"Um, I uh..." I had to think of something! I knew at this moment I was acting like a girl but guys can cry right? Ikuto obviously isn't teasing me about it. "Can you just get my order."

Oh great! I shouted sarcastically to myself. It's the let's-pretend-I-didn't-hear-what-you-said response.

Ikuto's face demolished and suddenly, he stood up from his chair, went around to my side and awkwardly wrapped his arms around me, bringing me to my feet. I didn't know what to do at this point. Not only had Ikuto showed me a sweet caring side of him, but his touches and hugs are just so fondness that even I as a person couldn't help but burry myself within him. With everything that's happening, the moments when it felt like I could never get a hold of him all came crashing into the surface.

At the moment, I could care less if my image of a gay guy is ruined by my girly cries because now I had an excuse to cry over something that this person, preferably the one I like, will never know.

"Let it out, Yoru. It's hard, I know."

Sniffing back, I arched to see his face and I could tell by the look printed on his features that he did know on what's going on. Well, the 'cheating' part anyways. "Yeah? How?" Ikuto's face hardened a bit. Crap! Wrong move. "I-I-I mean, it's not my business or anything but you know, if you wanna talk..."

We stood there for a minute in a rather awkward silence, both waiting until the other speaks. My tears dried, my eyes I know still puffy but I could care less. There was a part from Ikuto that I really, really wanted to know and it was just on my fingertips.

"Look," I said calmly. "I'm not forcing you. Hell we don't know each other anyways. It's not like you have to tell me. You're not obligated." But that doesn't mean I really, really, REALLY want to know.

As if reading my thoughts, Ikuto tugged a smile to the corner of his mouth. "Okay, I'll tell you."

"You don't have to—"

Ikuto help up a hand, cutting me off. "No no, I want to."

"Oh," was all I said, slowly stepping away and looking down at my feet. "Well, if you want to—"

"Over dinner. Seven sharp."

My head jerked so fast, something cracked really painfully in my neck but I wasn't so as focused on that. Eyes wide, I stared at him like he was insane but his eyes smouldered with something charming and tranquil. It startled me for a moment, making my mouth gap like a fish. "I-I have a b-boyfriend." I know, pathetic but that was the only thing that was allowed to be said. I couldn't look like I was happy at his request because a, I'm not Amu right now and b, it's not something a guy would do.

Ikuto reached out and patted the side of my face, gently before he held it against my cheek for that extra second longer. "Of course," he said calmly but I doubt he meant it as defeat. "I can't just jump at you with something like that. I don't expect you to cheat on him anyways. And I don't mean this disrespectfully, but I know you're nothing like your sister."

Oh no! I just made a really bad image about myself. This is not at all what I planned, nothing what I've encountered. I don't even know what's going on anymore except for the fact that Ikuto asked my 'boy' side out.

Not to mention that the vision of 'Amu' and Ikuto dating is falling to pieces. Swallowing, my mind fussed around to think of some way to defend myself. "I know her in person because we're siblings. And she isn't one to do something like that. I trust her. I trust her with my life."

Considering this is myself I'm talking about. "And um, Kukai?" He said Kukai's name as if it were a rat found in the kitchen; full of disgust.

I only shook my head. "I trust him with my life, too." I knew he was going to say something so I cut in. "He's my boyfriend. We've been together for a year now." Which is true. Next week will be the day where Kukai first started to become Saaya's and my bodyguard. It's not at all a big lie.

Ikuto's mouth was set to a fine line, and I think I may have upset him. I was about to apologise since guilt was once again building but his expression changed in a blink of an eye. His smirk—which made my heart flutter and stomach drop—replaced the sour facade just moments before. "You know," he said rather huskily, taking steps towards me. "If I were your boyfriend I'd do a better job."

My back hit the table but I couldn't do anything about that since his torso is now pressing up against me. "I uh, doubt."

Ikuto lifted a brow. "Oh? Well I guess we're just going to have to find out ourselves." He leaned in towards me, his breath hitting my face intoxicating my lungs. His hands went behind me, leaning on the table where my hands gripped to prevent me from falling. Our fingers touched, blazing with sudden electricity. He leaned closer. His so close, I thought. His sapphire eyes that were locked to mine, dropped to my slightly parted lips and they didn't waver as he came forward.

I closed my eyes; out of reflex and fright as his lips just grazed my lower lip. But he didn't pursue any further. My eyes opened a little to see him only an inch away. "Dinner. Seven sharp. Meet me here." And then he pulled back and walked to the counter with purpose and pride.

My lungs engulfed air after air, trying and failing to calm my beating heart. For a moment there, I'd thought he was going to kiss me. And as a guilty pleasure, I really wanted him to. The moment I met him I wanted him too. However what would've happen next would be out of my hands. I'd let the flow of things take its own road.

"Um, uh Ikuto!" I called, watching as he turned around just as he worked scooped up a bowl of strawberries. His eyes looked up, waiting. "I uh, got plans tonight." My heart tugged roughly as disappointment clouded his expression. "I won't be able to make it."

"Oh," was all he said as he continued to get my order ready, eyes drawn away and downcast. "Can you rebook it?"

What am I saying? This is a once in a lifetime opportunity! Say you will, say you will you dumb blond bimbo!

And yet, as much as I really wanted to listen to my heart right now, I only shook my head. "Can't do."

Ikuto took a breath in and I kind of expected him to just say okay and accept it. But what am I talking about? This is Ikuto. And he's not the polite one I met during our official first meeting as boy to boy.

"Well I guess you're going to have to tell them to shove it up their ass because tonight you're with me." I swallowed as he once again looked at me with those fortitude eyes of his. "Got that, Hinamori?"

There's nothing else left to say. "Okay."

Ikuto smirked, turning his back to start on my latté. "Good boy."

A/N: I still love you guys! I don't need a specific amount of reviews to know this story is good... so how was it? Good? Hope so! :P

Also, note to those who have read 'My Boyfriend's Brother Complex', sequel will begin tomorrow.

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