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I sat up unwillingly my face hidden by my bangs, and thank god because my face would show a deep blush from the sound of his voice. It was an annoyed voice, but I hadn't heard it in so long, and I (in a way) lusted for it. "I-Ikuto?" I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or not, I was slanting more towards dreaming though. Many dreams I had had over the few years, dreams about meeting Ikuto again, I wasn't happy with any of the endings though. Would Ikuto leave me alone like in my dreams, or will he finally hear my silent screams for him?

"You know this girl, Ikuto?" The girl's voice was filled with jealousy. I wanted to glare at her because Ikuto had told her to stop calling him that, it seemed like a silly reason to me. I had been glared at a lot of my life, so I didn't feel like putting the same isolated feeling upon anyone else. Also if I did glare at the girl, I'd meet with Ikuto's eyes, those midnight eyes that I would always get lost in.

I heard footsteps again, I was reluctant but I did look to see what had happened. Ikuto had done a motion with his hand to make the girl leave, and she did just that, though stomped the whole way out. I noticed then, when the door closed that a dim light had been turned on and that Ikuto was moving towards me. With two soft thuds Ikuto's hands were on both sides of my face, he was leaning on the wall. Since the wall was right behind the couch it made it possible for Ikuto to do so, since if he didn't, he'd be leaning far into me. We didn't make any eye contacts and I felt really weird being close to this boy again, it had been so long. He was so close I had no choice but breath in his sent, it was only a little different from when he was a teen, and it had mixed with the sent of rain.

"You're cloths are in the dryer right now so when there done drying you can leave." I was too distracted by sadness that now overflowed me to even be disgusted. Not knowing if it was he or someone else who had striped me down to my flesh and bone. He pulled away then, leaving the wall he leaned on and leaving me on the couch. I breathed in a jagged breath.

"I-" I could barely stand it; he was leaving me along again, in the darkness where nightmares could consume me again. I moved on instinct then, running around him and stopped abruptly in front of him, my arms spread out. "Don't leave me again," I whispered as I hid behind my bangs again. It made me a little sad that he held that expression, not the smirk he'd ware when he teased me, but a frown. An ugly frown was upon his lips, so heartbreaking. As I looked down I was surprised the blanket that was wrapped around me hadn't fallen, though it was close.

The next move I took was off lustful command. I jumped at him. My arms wrapped around his neck as I buried my face in his neck. I was surprised that I jumped at him with such force that he fell backwards. My hands were balled into fists, grabbing onto his shirt. I was shaking and I knew he could feel it, he could probably feel my heartbeat as well. It was so loud and fast, I couldn't see how he couldn't feel or hear it. I was surprised when I felt his arms wrap around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I was glad the blanket was around me or I would have been lying on Ikuto naked, though at the time, even though the blanket was about to fall off, I didn't care.

The door slammed open with an angry expression from the girl who I had first awoken to, the one sitting outside the door… The one named 'Chiharu.' I didn't know who this girl was but for some reason she was really mad that I was holding onto Ikuto… Okay so the holding onto Ikuto with only a blanket on might have triggered something but, what was her problem?

"Ikuto!" her voice was loud with venom. "I leave the room for a moment and I find this filthy woman on top of you? How dare you do this to me?"

"You're an orphan my maid asked to keep here." Ikuto stood, not really disrupting my position. My arms were still around his neck loosely and my face buried in his neck, though now he was supporting me with one hand under my legs and one holding me by the shoulders. He began to carry me bridal style.

I wasn't looking where we were going for most of the trip, though when he stopped I opened my eyes to see we were in the room where they kept the washer and dryer. "You're cloths are done, go change and I'll take you home." He put me down though I was reluctant to let go, I did in the end. I gathered my cloths, though when I tried to find a bathroom I became lost. I was glad to bump into Ikuto again and he showed me to a private bathroom. I was a little nervous so I made him stay outside the door. "You're such a kid still," I swore I heard him say as I put on my skirt.

I could hear his voice colored in annoyance because it took me at least 20 minutes to get dressed, though I was looking at myself in the mirror, trying to see how I had changed. I had bigger boobs, and had curves now, and longer legs that were slender. Even my hair was longer and a less innocent color of pink if that was possible. The warmth of the cloths also kept me there; it was so nice I didn't want to move. When I came out of the bathroom I gazed at a face filled with annoyance, though I couldn't say anything because I was still shy around Ikuto. It had been so long since we were reunited… But for how long? I guess now I felt socially awkward towards any boy since the incident with Tadase.

He walked me home, saying it was too dangerous for little kids to be wandering around town at 4am. We started to actually talk and ask each other questions, becoming more comfortable with each others presence. All my questions were probably really personal ones, but he still answered them with a look upon his face like he was spacing out. When it came time for him to ask me questions, they all went to Tadase.

"What have you been doing for these past years?" I wondered out loud. As he explained with little detail I was surprised at how he hadn't done anything exciting, something I'd expect from him. He explained that he went to collage and actually got a degree, got into a good paying business and lived in a house with himself and his maids. Somehow this brought on a different question for me. "Did you find someone you love?"

"Yes, but I'm sure she's still oblivious to my feelings, even though she still hasn't hit me or called me a pervert because she woke up on my couch with only a blanket around her." It was then that it dawned upon me that he was talking about me. For all these years, since I was 13 to now, when I was 22, nine years he still liked me.

A blush came upon my face as I hid behind my bangs once more. "I'm sure that girl likes you a lot as well," I whispered, not really wanting him to hear me though somewhere in my mind I knew he would. I was fidgeting with my skirt when I noticed he was looking down at me with a strange look in his eyes.

"What happened to the Kiddy King?"

I was reluctant to answer, my nervous smile turned into a frown. I really didn't want to go there. "He wasn't the prince I thought he was and after having a child he found no use to me so he left, well actually I left him but," I was trying to explain but I got interrupted by Ikuto with another question.

"Then what was that in the alleyway?"

"Lately he's been attacking me more fiercely; either attacking with his fists or trying to sexually assault me he just so happened to be drunk at the time. I try to fight back but… this morning I was to tired because I worked all day and since it was one of those, 'day before holiday' things. Everything loaded up really quickly." I tried to explain as well as I could, but I wasn't sure what was up in the alleyway as well. I distinctively remember the smell of alcohol.

I noticed from the corner of my eye that Ikuto's hands were balled into fists and he was slightly gritting his teeth. It was then the talk about the alleyway which reminded me of something. I turned towards him and bowed my head and said, "Thank you for saving my life." He seemed shocked by this, usually I would just tell him to go away or ask how he found me when I was in fifth grade.

Before I knew it we were outside the old apartment building that I lived in, I could only look sadly at it. I knew this was where my dream ended, with Ikuto leaving me again. "Hey, you don't mind if I come in for a little? I think Chiharu will try to murder me when I get home if I don't let her cool down." My eyes lit up and a smile came to my face. I nodded and walked up to the fourth floor, with Ikuto behind me. I was happy that he didn't leave, though when I got home I was surprised to find Hikaru crying on the floor.

I quickly moved to Hikaru's side, my arms wrapping around his body. "It's okay, mama's here now, its okay," I reassure him. Ikuto was surprised how much of a good mother I had become. He knew me when I could barely keep care of myself, my guardian characters and my little sister when I was in middle school. It was so emotional for me then: hormonal changes, physical changes, and so many other changes occurred I freaked out on a regular basis.

"Where was mama? I woke up and you weren't here," Ritsuka began to wipe away his tears with the back of his hand. "Its mother's day so I thought you'd be here," he whimpered.

"It's okay, don't worry. Now go get cleaned up and I'll get breakfast ready," I told him with a smile as I straightened the boy up. I wiped some of the tears away with the back of my sleeve. When he looked over my shoulder he almost glared at the man I forgot was standing there. His look gave me the idea that they knew each other. "Do you know Ikuto, Hikaru?"

"I met him once. He saved me from some bullies." I could tell he didn't want to tell me that information but he knew I'd get it.

"It doesn't matter, so just go get cleaned up and I'll get breakfast ready," I told him as I guided him to the bathroom. He stopped before I was able to get him all the way into the bathroom; he surprised me by turning around with an angry look on his face.

"Mama will not cook breakfast! You'll just have to wait for me to get cleaned up so I can make you breakfast!"

"O…kay," I said, a little startled by how demanding my own son was. It made me a little sad that he was acting like Tadase, though I could see how all he wanted was to get his point across. He then walked into the bathroom and closed the door; I just stood there looking sad.

(End Amu's POV)

(Ikuto's POV)

The way she just stood, looking at the door with shock filled honey eyes with complete sadness made something click inside my head. I moved without thinking, wrapping my arms around her waist and burying my face into her hair. I didn't know why but I thought this would make her feel better. In truth it was me who had missed this girl, well woman now, and for all the years I hadn't seen her. I was hopping I would forget her and no longer love her. Here I am in her small pathetic 'apartment' finding myself glued to this woman, not wanting to let go even though I know I must. It would bring me pain to get attached to this girl like I was back then, that it almost killed me when I left.

"-to?" I was thinking so deeply that I only heard the last syllable to my own name. I mentally knew I was becoming intoxicated by her sent. Strawberries, cake, and rain is what Amu smelt like to me at the moment. Without knowing I picked her up and carried over to the futon, that was in the form of a couch and laid her down, pinning her down actually. I held myself up with my legs and hands, looking down at her with a lustful gaze. I wanted her to be mine now.

I lowered myself down so I could burry my face into her neck, though I didn't anticipate that I'd lick her on the neck. That's what I did though. I felt a shiver run through her, it made me want more. "I-Ikuto," I heard her moan my. "Not here," she moaned again as I moved down and began nibbling on her neck. So her neck and ears are still her sensitive spots… just like me. I personally think we match very well.

Her hands touched my chest, lightly sliding her fingertips from my collar bone to my stomach, though came back up to my shoulders. It dawned on me that she had said, 'not here' and not 'please don't do this' or something. I stopped nibbling on her neck in shock, though my eyes were wide with shock a grin was upon my lips. I could feel the heat coming form Amu's cheeks. My hands balled into fists on the fabric. I was still the same as I was when I was a teenager.

Our eyes met my midnight blue and her honey gold. I want to protect her, I want to see her smile, and I want to be with her so we could have special moments of our own. Like when she was in fifth grade and I was a reckless teenager. I told her I was taking her home by a short cut, though where we really ended up was at an amusement park. It was soon going to be torn down and I wanted to take her there before it would disappear. It had its own mysterious happy glow to it that reminded me of Amu. She was excited to go; she rode every ride in site, also riding the merry-go-round three times.

I decided it was time to get off her since her hands retreated from my shoulders and she looked a little uncomfortable. I wanted to lie down on top of her, though only to rest, to be close to her. Just stay there for a wile so I could soak in her presence. I helped her sit up; though I knew she really didn't need help but being the gentleman I am…

We sat by each other, just talking and soon it became awkward. We decided it was time to part for now and when I did leave, she had a sad expression on her face. I decided to actually leave through the front door of the apartment building. I never went through Amu's front door, it was always the window. Since I was already thinking back I realized that the reason I didn't come through her front door was because I knew catching her in her room would be easiest, especially at night. I also knew she never locked her sliding glass door. I walked home in a daze, coming home to Chiharu wasn't fun either. It was around 5 now and I bet Amu was fast asleep again. She defiantly had a stressful night, she deserved a good sleep.

(End Ikuto's POV)

(Hikaru's POV)

When I got out of the shower I was amazed to find the man who had saved me from the bullies were gone, that guy named Ikuto or something. When I walked into my mom's room/ living room I found my mom had turned the futon from a couch to a bed again, and now slept on it. I would wake her up when her 'breakfast in bed' would be done. I noticed wile in the middle of getting out all of the ingredients Suu popped in and asked if she could help. I refused her because I was the one to give my mama a mother's day breakfast and I wanted to do it on my own.

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Scarlet: Okay, I'm flying solo for this skit. Ikuto is showing Amu what he meant in the last one. I've locked Tadase out… and everyone else is out for tea. Anyways, thank you for reading and I hope immensely that you review! Loves!