I'm not dead! Though you wouldn't know that, from my lack of updates -_-" I'm really sorry. I promise to try to update faster in the future. For now, here's this thing.
Characters: Amu, Ikuto
Genre: Romance
Ikuto wasn't a stalker. A lot of the times he saw Amu, it was pure coincidence. They happened to go to the same park a lot. It was a big park, so even then, they didn't see each other all too often. It struck him as amusing that Amu came and sat on the bench right below where he was perched comfortably in a tree, relaxing. She was enjoying an ice cream cone- chocolate, a commendable choice, in Ikuto's opinion. She looked quite cute, sitting there alone, enjoying her ice cream. Ikuto supposed she wouldn't mind too much if he joined her. Climbing down expertly, he greeted her casually.
"Hey, Amu. Nice to see you here," he said, a small smile playing at the corner of his lips. Amu flinched, dropping her cone onto the paved path that she had taken to the bench.
"Ikuto! You made me drop my ice cream, idiot!" Ikuto grinned at that. Amu had a slight pink blush staining her cheeks, just making her look even more cute than usual.
She sure is one adorable kid, Ikuto thought before surveying the scene before him. The ice cream was a lost cause, there was no saving it. She hadn't eaten much of it.
"Sorry about making you lose your ice cream. Come on, I'll buy you another one," Ikuto offered, holding out a hand to help her up. She took it and stood up, looking at him doubtfully.
"You will? Really?" she asked. Ikuto nodded and the two of them set off to the nearby ice cream stand.
"Two medium chocolate cones, please," Ikuto chose, pulling out some money. He handed one of the cones to Amu, licking the second. They ambled back to the bench, sitting and enjoying their ice cream in a comfortable silence. Ikuto watched Amu happily lap up the cold treat
"Hey, Amu?"
"What is it, Ikuto?" Amu asked, surprised that he broke the silence. He was usually pretty quiet, going along with whatever she wanted to talk about.
"I love you," he proclaimed casually, leaning back and swiping his tongue over the cone, where some ice cream had melted and dribbled down.
Amu flushed a bright pink, slightly embarrassed by the sudden confession.
"You shouldn't joke about something like that, Ikuto. Love is a serious thing," she chastised him, trying to keep too much blood from rushing up to her cheeks.
"I shouldn't joke about love, huh?" Ikuto murmured, appraising her with his dark eyes. She met and held them with her own gaze. They stayed like that, staring at each other, for a few seconds before Ikuto blinked and almost smiled.
"I'll remember that for when I feel like joking about a serious subject," he stood up, turning his back to her, waving over his shoulder, "See you around."
He was out of sight quickly, leaving Amu to wonder about his last phrase. Looking down at her dripping cone, a small smile graced her lips as she thought about how some things are sweeter than chocolate ice cream.
How was that? I think it was better than the last one, but perhaps that's just me. I wanted to write this because it's how I think he would confess. I mean, he wouldn't buy her chocolates and roses, get down on his knee and confess his undying, everlasting love. He's not a really romantic guy. He's realistic, and casual. Maybe it's just my opinion, but a lot of Amuto writers seem to overdo it with Ikuto's confessions. I read Amuto occasionally, and I've noticed, which is another reason why I wrote this. On a related note, Amu does not suddenly get a speech impediment whenever Ikuto is around her. This might be a little harsh, but it annoys me quite a bit. No offense to anyone who does write that sort of confession, I just prefer something more laid-back. Okay, this totally turned into a rant. Sorry to anyone who actually read that.
Thank you to Starry-Eyed Starfish for reviewing. I do enjoy reviews, so if you have the time, I would love it if you left one. Thanks for reading ^^
~Rain