Morg: Heyo! So it feels like it's been forever since I've updated so here you go!

Ikuto: It has been forever.

Amu: Yet not long enough.

Morg: Don't say that! I went on vacation again!

Ikuto: Excuses, excuses.

Amu: She never seems to run out…

Morg: Oh shut it.

Ikuto: You don't own us.

Amu: So you shut it.

~Killed With Kisses~

She spoke to him today. Her words were calculating and he knew that she was already on the alert for any potential threats. There had to be something he could do to throw her off his trail. Amu was becoming too stiff. He needed her to relax if he was going to capture her without damaging her.

Yes, he needed a plan to throw her off and confuse her. It'd be difficult, but he figured he could pull it off. After all, he was made to defeat her.

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Amu didn't sleep. Her body didn't require it and she was too busy watching out for herself to shut her eyes. She feigned sleepiness when it became late and her friends were over, but the pinkette never actually closed her eyes.

The apartment that she'd moved into was already in good shape before she got there but now it was perfect. There wasn't a speck of dirt left inside or out. The elderly couple frequently commented on how nice she kept the place. Amu only smiled and mentioned that before her parents died, they taught her how to take care of herself and she was now bound and determined to show them she'd been listening. That always put a tear in their eyes. The pinkette didn't feel the slightest amount of guilt for lying, either.

Sweeping her floor for the hundredth time, Amu kept an eye out her window. Kukai and Ikuto were coming over for supper, which was already cooking on the stove, and she wanted to watch Ikuto's every move. He had yet to actually make an appearance at her apartment despite Kukai asking her over two weeks ago if it was okay for him to come over.

That weirdo Tadase had been over several times with everyone else. Ikuto always had a reason not to come. That irked Amu more than Tadase's staring, which was still happening almost constantly.

The brown haired boy caught her looking out the window and waved up to her. Amu waved back with a smile perfectly in place. Kukai knew that he was welcome any time he wanted to come over. Amu would never turn him out. "Dude, I can't believe that it took you so long to get over here! Hinamori is the best when it comes to cooking! But you should know that! You've been eating some of the lunches that she brings for us!"

Ikuto smirked up at the shorter boy three steps above him. "Yes, I know."

Kukai simply grinned before knocking as he opened the door to Amu's house. "Hey there Hinamori! Ikuto and I came by, as promised!"

Amu stuck her head out of the kitchen to grin at the two boys. "Glad you could make it, you two. Take off your shoes and have a seat at the table. Dinner is almost ready."

Ikuto made eye contact with the pinkette and felt himself being raped. She didn't look away from his gaze, but he felt her look into him as if she was searching for any possible threats that may be lurking deep inside of him.

Shaking her head to break the staring contest she was having with her guest, Amu turned around and headed straight back for the kitchen. Ikuto seemed as normal as Tadase, yet, one of them couldn't quite be normal. She had that feeling that they were closing in on her and her gut was never wrong.

"What are we having tonight, Hinamori?"

Leave it to Kukai to break any tension, no matter how bad things got for the girl. With his arm now firmly around her shoulders while she stirred the noodles boiling away in the pot, Amu did need to yell to answer. "Spaghetti, I figured we'd try something more Italian tonight."

Kukai backed away with a grin on his face before he let out a whoop and moved to sit down at the table. Ikuto was already there, just watching the cook do her work. He figured the best place to be would be out of the way.

Without being too obvious, Amu continued to check out her possible opponent. If she and Ikuto ever got into a fight, she'd have to make sure not to get locked in his arms. They were long and looked fairly strong. His long legs made him quick as well and she could tell from the way that he walked that the boy had plenty of balance and grace to spare. He was built better than she was in the way that she calculated her movements but they didn't always go as planned.

Amu was certain that even if Ikuto had to jump from rooftop to rooftop, his feet would always hit exactly where he wanted them to. And he just caught her looking at him. Amu faked a blush to make it look as though she might be interested in him romantically instead of admiring his muscles purely because he looked as though he could put up a fight.

Ikuto smirked at the blushing pinkette. Yeah, he'd just caught her looking at him again. Truth be told, he didn't mind her eyes raping him all the time. Not that he wouldn't mind feeling more than her gaze on his body. "So Amu, where did you learn how to cook?"

The correct answer would be, 'I was programmed to be able to make any dish' but she'd have to tell him something else. "My parents died about two years ago and before they died, they taught me how to take care of myself and read recipes and stuff. I memorized all of my favorites and have cooked them plenty of times for myself. To be honest, I much prefer cooking them for more than just me."

Kukai fist pumped the air with both of his hands. "AND I LOVE EATING THEM FOR YOU!"

Ikuto nodded in agreement without another word. Something was a little off by her story, but if that was the one that she was going to give then so be it.

Amu smiled more so because of the fact that Ikuto had taken the lie so smoothly rather than because of Kukai's outburst, although that was a good cover. "I'm happy to make them for you whenever you're hungry."

The timer on the stove began beeping. Causing Amu to turn around quick and take the few short steps to the stove in a hurry. Making sure not to move too quickly, Amu grabbed the strainer and dumped the noodles and water in it over the sink. Without dropping a noodle, Amu returned them back to the now empty pan and placed it on the table with a hot-pad. The sauces were soon to follow as Amu made both cheese and meaty tomato.

Kukai was already in heaven. Then Amu pulled out the cheesy garlic bread from the oven and he felt himself drifting away on waves of delicious aromas. "Hinamori, you've outdone yourself."

Amu laughed as she finished setting the table before claiming her spot. "You say that every time."

Laughing with her as he scooped himself heaps of noodles before drowning them all in both sauces and topping the plate off with two pieces of garlic bread, Kukai sat back down in his chair with a spoon in one hand and a fork in the other. "That's because each meal is better than the one before it."

Amu served Ikuto before she took some for herself. Saying the proper phrase, she dug into her own nest of noodles. Kukai watched her for only a moment to figure out how to use his spoon and fork to his advantage before he dove straight in.

Sighing, Amu realized rather quickly that she was going to have to clean her kitchen thoroughly once more now that Kukai was splattering spaghetti sauce everywhere. She also noticed that Ikuto took precise bites. She didn't see him once slurp in a noodle. He also chewed and swallowed as if the whole experience of eating was still slightly new to him.

Everything started adding up in her mind and Amu wanted to flip the table and launch herself at him so that she could escape. The thought of killing Kukai held her back. She still wasn't hundred percent sure that either boys worked for the Guardians, and until that moment, Amu would wait.

"Is it good?"

Kukai nodded his head enthusiastically to her question while Ikuto actually placed his silverware down to reply. "Delicious, but I expected nothing less."

Amu beamed at him. "I noticed that Kukai has been sharing his lunches with you. I never thought I'd see the day that he'd share food with anyone. You must be a pretty convincing guy."

Ikuto smirked across the table at the pinkette that was once again looking into his soul with those beautiful golden eyes. "I hope so."

Amu quirked her eyebrows together to show her confusion. "Why do you hope so?"

"If I was bad at it then I'd never be able to convince you to stop feeling me up with your eyes and start using your hands."

Amu leaned back in surprise. She wasn't expecting that. Kukai didn't slow down his eating, which wasn't the best idea considering that it made him choke on his noodles, as he laughed. "Pervert! I was not feeling you up with my eyes! I let you into my house for supper and this is how I'm treated. Never in my life!"

Ikuto's chuckling made the pinkette calm down long enough to send him a death glare. "I was only joking, but since you got so fired up about it, it must be true. Besides, you know you want me."

There was no way that this perverted idiot could be the guy the Guardians sent after her. It just wasn't possible. Relaxing slightly, Amu let herself freak out. "What the fuck! No way! Never in your life time! Good luck with that!"

Ikuto ignored her ranting and went back to eating his noodles. The girl really had done a splendid job preparing them, even if she was a bit weird. He liked that about her.

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Tadase did his best to not be caught staring, but she always knew the moment he started watching her. Her eyes would skim the room until they came to rest upon his and without realizing it, he would get lost in their honey goodness before turning a slight shade of pink and looking away for a few moments. Everything in his being told him to follow her. He couldn't leave her alone.

Fretting when she was in sight because he worried that she might need some sort of assistance, and worrying while she was gone because he thought she might disappear. Now that he'd finally found her, the blond didn't want to let her go. He'd tie her up if he had to.

Amu had had enough of being watched. She calmly stood up during the middle of class, walked across the room and pulled Tadase out of his seat by his hand. He didn't protest as she led him out of the classroom and a little ways down the hall. "This has to stop."

Tadase couldn't respond at first. She was talking and looking at him. It was too much to process. Finally his brain caught somewhat up to what was happening. "What?"

"This staring thing you do. It has to stop. I don't like it."

Tadase looked away with a slight blush on his cheeks before turning back to the girl he couldn't get enough of. She made his senses go wild and reel out of control. "I'm sorry, you're just so beautiful. My eyes just automatically find you."

Amu faked a blush to be polite. "Still… you need to try and control yourself. This is getting out of hand. I can't even concentrate in class."

Looking as though he was about to cry, Tadase nodded before pushing past her.

Amu sighed as she watched the blond walk away. Their 'talk' may have done some good or it may have just given him some new material to jerk off to later. Amu wasn't certain which one it was yet.

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He managed to speak with her without giving himself away. The newest creation was just that much closer to brining the older one back to where she belonged. He could use that other idiot to keep her distracted until he was ready to strike. Until then, he just needed to blend in.

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Morg: So now you know that they aren't both working for the Guardians.

Ikuto: You still aren't telling us?

Amu: I don't really care, as long as this story remains a T.

Morg: Nope, not saying yet!

Ikuto: That's dumb.

Amu: Oh just review.