Chapter Seven – Icing
"Utau," he moaned rolling over. "Why are you getting out of bed?"
I grinned at his child-like behavior.
"It's of decent hour to be out of bed."
He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest – the slow thumping of his heart playing a rhythm in my ears. Leaning over, I pressed a kiss to his lips and wriggled out of his grasp. As I walked over towards the window, he pushed himself up on his elbows and focused his emerald eyes on me.
"Would you like to go out today?"
I didn't answer; instead my attention was entirely focused on the scene the window displayed. I heard him relieve a sigh and roll out of bed; his footsteps becoming incrementally louder as he approached me until they stopped and I felt his arms snake around my waist once more.
I continued to watch Amu and Ikuto bicker out in the courtyard.
"Your motherly instincts are on again," he chuckled.
"I can't help it. I'm all she has right now, and once that woman finds out, she'll-
"She won't do a single thing, because we won't let her do anything remotely hazardous to Amu."
He placed a kiss on my head and smiled in my hair.
"How about we go out – just the two of us?"
Giving the arguing duo one last glance, I let the curtain fall.
"That'd be wonderful."
Amu POV
"Your brain has the capacity of an ostrich!" I shouted giving the devil in front of me the most severe glare I could muster.
"An ostrich? Really?" he countered trying to hold back a smile.
"Stop grinning! I'm insulting your intelligence, you should be angry!"
He shrugged and took a seat on one of the stone benches.
"Probably, though I hardly feel insulted."
"You make me so angry," I muttered.
"That's good because you're cute when you're angry."
Releasing a frustrated groan, I made a grab for the object that had begun this whole dispute.
"Can I just have my book back?"
"That all depends on your answer."
My brows knitted together.
"Let's go out to town for some fun."
I watched him lower the book to hip level, and then refocused my gaze on him.
"Not interested," I shrugged.
"No book then," he replied mimicking my gesture.
"Fine, you're wasting my time anyway."
His arm was fully extended now.
"You're giving up?"
"Completely."
Rolling my eyes I walked past him, snatched the book, and ran halfway across the courtyard.
"Hey!"
I spun around and while still trying to catch my breath, stuck my tongue out at him, and walked back into the complex.
As I was heading upstairs, I crossed paths with Utau and Kukai who were laughing amongst each other.
"Oh, good morning Amu," smiled Utau, her face completely serene.
My heart warmed at the sight of their smiling faces.
"Good morning. Are you two going out?"
"Yeah," answered Kukai. "I figured that we would go on a date."
"That's sweet. Well, I won't keep you two waiting; have fun."
"You too."
When I reached my apartment door, I fished through my pockets for the key and inserted it into the key hole. Closing the door behind me, I took a seat and set out to typing up my English report.
x
I stretched back in my chair and released a yawn while my stomach simultaneously let out a growl. The time on the computer read 2:47 p.m. It was definitely lunchtime. Saving my document, I pushed myself away from the desk and left my room. As I passed by the courtyard, I didn't fail to notice the dark azure hair that was spread out on the edge of the stone bench. When my stomach voiced its complaints once more, I shook my head and continued walking.
The devil was truly an odd person. Who in the world could be comfortable enough to fall asleep on those benches? My mind quickly reeled back to my first night here when I had fallen asleep on the bench after reading Romeo and Juliet. I quickly shook my head relieving the memory and entered the dining hall.
I decided on getting some chicken nuggets with fries and a bottle of water. Then upon a whim grabbed a large slice of cheesecake and made my way back to my apartment not interested in eating my food in the empty hall.
Just as I took a seat at my desk, my phone vibrated signaling that I had received a message. For a moment I debated on whether I should look at it or not, assuming that it would be a bothersome text from Todd. But just like with the cheesecake, on a whim, I pulled out my phone and was surprisingly met with a baby blue screen.
Daily Libra Horoscope
Tuesday June 13
Keeping your positive energy up is a high must for you for a grave predicament is heading your way.
"What?" I mumbled to myself.
I was on the verge of deleting this app for I was convinced that it was broken. How was it possible to get the same horoscope for three days straight? Sighing, I turned off my phone and focused my attention on my lunch.
I probably would've much rather enjoyed getting a bothersome text from Todd.
The Next Day
"So what's the plan for today?" asked the devil resting his head on his hand.
"Well, last night I managed to come across a site that was advertising a small wedding bakery local to Verona. I emailed the head baker there and asked if it was possible for the four of us to come down there and test some cakes for the engagement party," answered Utau scribbling something down in her notebook.
"I don't know about you guys," spoke up Kukai with a twinkle in his eyes. "But I am so excited to be stuffing my face with all the cake samples."
"Because you're a glutton," retorted the devil with a snort.
"That…is true," agreed the brunette.
Utau giggled and shifted her attention on to me, her brows suddenly knitting together.
"Amu? Are you okay?" she asked, her eyes worried.
"I'm just a bit tired; I spent most of last night finishing up my essay."
"Are you sure you don't want to stay in and catch up on some sleep?"
"Of course not!" I exclaimed feeling guilt set in. "I wouldn't miss any of this for the world. Besides, I would love to stuff my face with all the cake I could possibly eat."
Her lips parted to form a smile; nodding her head, she turned her attention to Kukai and the two of them began to talk animatedly.
I felt a pang of guilt stab through my heart. Though I hadn't completely lied, the reason for my lack of attention was not due to my lack of sleep. I couldn't understand why I had gotten the same horoscope again this morning. And it was a combination of not knowing and this being a first time occurrence that worried me.
I felt a flick at my forehead which snapped me out of my deep concentration. Looking up, I was met by those mysterious pools of azure.
"You're going to get wrinkles, and then you'll be unattractive."
"I don't care."
"You were lying to Utau," he whispered in a hushed tone.
Eyes wide, I was unable to say a word.
"You were wondering how right? When you're upset, you're practically an open book."
I pushed myself away from the table.
"I am not having this conversation with you," I whispered back.
Dark eyes penetrated mine.
"Then don't."
I stared at him for what felt like the longest time before I finally walked away.
Yes, the devil was truly an odd person.
x
"My parents originally were from the city of Florence; I grew up on a small farm with six other siblings. It was very crazy," spoke the head chef in an accent heavy voice, creases forming at the sides of his eyes. "When I was 14, I moved to the city of New York to study in the art of cooking. I admit I was no good. I decided that I would try baking. It was hard, I had to-
"I just wanted to eat cake," whined Kukai in a hushed tone so only I could hear.
I hit his arm playfully.
"Don't be rude."
"I'm not trying to be. I just wanted to eat cake."
"You will…eventually."
"– And so here we are," announced the chef suddenly leading us into a grand kitchen area. "I closed the shop for today, so feel free to take as long as you'd like. I'll be in the other kitchen working on a few deadline cakes, but if you need me just call. Divertire!"
I stepped forward in awe. The counters were lined with different creams, fillings, and frostings that sparkled as the sunlight grazed over them with its beams. Plain cakes decorated the table that had been placed at the side of the room. And right in the middle, were miniature wedding cakes, fully assembled and sparkling.
It then struck me. Walking in, I had noticed no other people but himself and us. He had done this all by himself.
My entrancement was quickly shattered by Kukai's boisterous exclamation.
"It's finally time for cake!"
x
"I think I'm going to have him make our engagement cake and maybe even our wedding cake. What do you think Kukai?"
He looked at his future wife's serene expression and smiled.
"I don't think that would be bad idea."
"Well, the two of us should go talk to him then. Amu, Ikuto, Kukai and I are going to discuss cake ideas with the chef. We'll we back in a little bit."
"Have fun," I called out as they left the kitchen.
Sighing, I rested my head on my hand.
'Keeping your positive energy up is a high must for you for a grave predicament is heading your way.'
It irked me immensely. The message had been displayed on my screen for four days. I honestly just wished I could've claimed it to be broken, but it wasn't, because the day that was displayed at the top of the screen changed with each passing day with only the ominous message repeating.
Once again, I was snapped out of my thought when I felt something wet hit my face. Looking up, I saw the stupid devil holding a bowl of cream with a cheeky grin on his face. Locking eye contact, I raised my hand to the wet substance on my cheek and brought it to my attention.
"You threw strawberry icing at me?" I questioned feeling the frustration surge through my body.
"Oh don't act so high and mighty and talk with an authoritative voice. We all know that you won't do anything," he egged on.
I raised a brow.
"Oh really?"
"Positive."
Getting up, I walked over to the counter and grabbed a bowl that just happened to be my favorite flavor – chocolate. Grabbing a small handful of the icing, I chucked it at him hoping it would hit him square in the face. Obviously enough, today did not seem to be my day because he ducked and the icing smeared all over the floor.
A smug smirk tugged at his face.
"Was that honestly the best you could-
My grin grew wider and soon I was giggling. I hadn't tried to aim this time, but the icing ended up in his hair and slivered down the side of his face, bubbling around his chin giving him the appearance of a faux beard.
"You think that's funny?"
I nodded trying to ease the pleasure of my attack.
Tossing his spoon aside, he grabbed a handful of the pink frosting and chucked it at me forever staining my favorite white tee.
My mouth dropped open, the smile on my face vanishing immediately.
"You ignorant savage!" I exclaimed taking a step forward. "This was my favorite shirt!"
Shrugging, he snatched a different bowl and threw the purple icing with such precision that it ended up on my face.
I wiped the icing off and glared at him while simultaneously grabbing a handful of green icing that was sitting innocently on the counter beside me.
And thus the icing war began.
x
Utau POV
"He is such a nice person and his baking is to die for. I think I might just fall in love," I gushed clutching my notebook closer to my chest.
Kukai cleared his throat.
"I could bake a cake a hundred times more delicious than his."
Grinning, I planted a quick kiss on his lips.
"And I would eat every single bit of it."
As Kukai and I approached the kitchen where Amu and Ikuto were residing, I heard the two of them shouting.
"Really? We left for not even twenty minutes and they're already at each others throats."
"I hear laughing now."
Frowning, I focused on the sounds from the kitchen and heard Ikuto's laughter resonate within the halls. Following his laughter were some insults thrown in by the courtesy of Amu and then silence.
We stood there, unsure on whether to run up to the kitchen and see if all was well or to remain hidden in the halls. After a half a beat of silence, I grabbed Kukai's hand and ran towards the kitchen area. Just as we reached the doorway, the silence was shattered by a soft escape of laughter.
I couldn't understand what surprised me more: the fact that Amu had participated in an icing war (something which was totally against her style) or the fact that she was actually laughing sincerely from the bottom of her heart (something that had not happened since our arrival in Verona).
I nudged Kukai.
"What's wrong Utau?"
"Nothing," I answered a smile playing at my lips. "Let's leave them by themselves for a while."
"Are you sure that a wise idea?" he asked with an arched brow.
"Yes."
x
Amu POV
I combed my fingers through my hair only to have them get stuck midway. Sighing, I got up from my comfortable position on the couch and moved over to the sink where I got the blue icing out of my hair.
Stupid perverted devil! He's the one who started that dumb icing war. I threw a miserable glance at my white tee – it was one of the casualties from that dreaded war. Leaning against the counter, I began combing my fingers through my hair again only to have it get stuck midway. I released a frustrated groan; I was going to need a bath. Just as I was making my way to the bathroom, the phone rang alarming me only slightly. I hardly ever got phone calls, especially when it was nearing nine o' clock at night. I grabbed the phone and sucked in a deep breath.
"Hello?"
"Hinamori Amu?"
"Yes?"
"You have a phone call waiting for you in the lobby. Would you like me to direct the call to your room or do you prefer answering it here?"
"Uh, I'll just come downstairs."
"Okay, your call will be on hold."
Placing the phone back down on the receiver, I quickly pulled on a light jacket and rushed downstairs; my mind racing around to figure who the caller would be.
The woman at the front counter smiled at me when I arrived at the main floor panting.
"Your phone call is on line 3."
"Thank…you."
Sucking in a deep breath to calm my excited nerves, I brought the phone to my ear.
"Hello."
No answer.
Had they hung up?
"Hello?"
I was immediately greeted with a cold laugh.
My eyes widened and my heart nearly stopped.
It wasn't possible…
"I bet I was the last person you were expecting, Amu."
A/N
Hello my lovelies!
I'm finally back from vacation as some of you know because you all kept PMing me (; Anyways, for the past week, I was at New Jersey because my cousin was getting married. I honestly would like to call this my first wedding because the other one I went to, I was hardly 3. But it was truthfully very beautiful and when they had their first dance, it was like I was watching a fairytale unfold. Oh! And I was a bridesmaid which was really exciting. The lady who did my make up though didn't understand that I was only 15, and so I looked like I was a college kid…which led to some strange guys trying to flirt with me…but overall it was a super fun night.
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