My mind kept replaying what Ikuto had said to me, even though it's been a week. I haven't gotten a wink of sleep since then either. How was one suppose to sleep after someone looks at them like that? Ikuto had been sleeping on the couch down stairs and tries to avoid physical contact with me. I laid my head on my desk. I didn't understand why it hurt so bad though… I told my parents that I was going to be working on my project but my head wouldn't work right. My mind kept playing the kiss lips. I swear I could still feel them there now. I brought my hand up to the spot, as if it would keep the feeling there.

I wonder if I could use it in my story..? Would that stop my brain from over reacting like it is? I brought out another sheet of paper and started brain storming. It was worth a shot. I didn't want something cliché as a 'confession in the rain' or a 'confession at the school gates' or whatever. It has to be something unique but… Hmm… I looked over to the clock. It's eleven o'clock and it's dark out side. Well, as dark as it can get in the city. I wonder… Should I use the old bed cliché but… turn it more innocent? He did confess to me while in bed though. That didn't sound right at all. He kind of, sort of, confessed… He didn't actually confess but it didn't take no genius to figure it out.… Maybe he should be outside of the bed in the story? I started writing my ideas down. What would he say though? This Ikuto was more flirty and talkative and the real Ikuto… welll… Let's just say he isn't much on words.

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I heard the balcony door open, nearly scaring the daylights out of me. I turned to see Ikuto jumping down from the balcony with his violin case. I wasn't worried like the first few times he did it. He always landed on his feet. What is he doing this late at night? He usually likes taking a cat nap by now. Hmm… I placed the pencil down and started following Ikuto. Thank God for the tree next to the balcony. I was pretty good at climbing trees, so getting down from my balcony was no problem. I watched as Ikuto started walking down the streets. I made sure to stay almost a half a block away and not to stare at him the entire time. That would warn him that I was following him. I didn't want to get caught just quite yet. I learned a lot by stalking Ami to her friends house. I didn't want her to go through what I did.

Ikuto seemed to do what I normally do, use the alleys. It didn't take me long for me to realize where we were heading. I used this path a lot. We were heading straight for the park. Why on earth would he be heading to the park at eleven at night? I continued to follow him anyways. If I hadn't used this path all the time, I wouldn't be able to follow him. He seemed to almost blend into the dark and there was trash thrown everywhere. How did he know the route I took to the park? I always took a different route when he followed me. Was he stalking me when I was paying attention? I'm going to have to ask him later.

We passed the fountain and started down the path in the wooded area of the park. I snuck past some bushes and started following him while using the trees as coverage. I kind of felt like a spy doing all of this. Ikuto had his ways of making me feel like a kid. This time was no different. For some reason though, I feel like I'm excepting to get answers. Not about where Ikuto runs off to at night but… something deeper… I don't know. All I know is that it's weird.

He went on the stadium thingy that was usually vacant in the park. He always sat around here whenever we came. I should've figured that this was the place he'd be going to. That's when he started pulling out his violin. I was hiding behind a tree, facing away from him now, so he wouldn't notice me. I waited patiently. I couldn't really hear what he was doing from here. For the usually vacant stadium, it had quiet a few rows of chairs. Maybe I should've gotten closer… Music was starting to fill the air. My eyes widen. The melody sounded so… sad. Don't get me wrong, it sounded beautiful but… Did I cause Ikuto to feel like this? My chest tightened up in a different way then it did in the hospital. Tears were threatening to fall and I did nothing to stop them. Did I really hurt Ikuto? Was that why he's been so distant lately? My heart hurts. The more Ikuto played, the more it seemed like I hurt. If I knew Ikuto felt like this, I would've tried to make him happier… less heart broken. The song slowly came to an end but my tears wouldn't stop falling.

The second song was starting. At first I almost didn't hear it beause it was so soft. As it got louder, it wasn't that hard for me to fall in love with it. The song was slow and kind of high pitched but it was gorgeous. The words I read in the hospital were filling my mind. It would be pretty with his violin. I lowly sung the words to the music.

"I Love you~…

Just for now,

I don't want to hear sad songs…"

She song fit the music like a glove. I don't see why he hadn't shared this with Utau. She could make it extremely popular, very fast. Then again, songs were suppose to fit the singer's personality, I guess. This song didn't fit Utau.

"I love you~…

Escaping and escaping,

I finally got to this room…"

In another way, the lyrics spoke to me in a way. It was as if it was in my point of view but also his. It was kind of like the perfect blend of the both of us.

"This isn't a love,

Where I was forgiven for everything.

The two of us are like two abandon cats.

This room is like a box,

Covered in fallen leaves…"

It was also very much like Ikuto and me. It described us well. We were just like two abandon cats, stuck in a box covered in leaves. That was until we started making friends. Did I love Ikuto though? If I compared my feeling to the ones that girls talk about when they fell in love, I guess you can say that I was in love with him but… Wasn't love suppose to be different for everyone? How am I suppose to know what love is like?

The song was soon changing over to a different one. I guess I better head home since I knew what he did so late at night. I moved a step forward. My chest was starting to feel like it was full of water. I didn't want to go back without him… actually, I wanted to be the one that hears his music. I wanted to be the one that he could confine in with whatever came across his mind. I wanted to be the only person he'd ask those stupid questions too. I looked back over to Ikuto. He seemed so happy playing that violin. I wanted to be the only one that saw that look on his face. I turned back around. I didn't want to be without Ikuto… I silently slid down to sit down. My heart was humming so fast, I thought it was going to causing Ikuto to get out of rhythm. I brought my knees up to my chest and laid my head on them. I can't believe it… I have fallen for him. I couldn't help but to smile though. Is this what he felt for me?

"Yo."

I jumped in shock. I looked to my right and saw Ikuto standing there. I felt my face heat up. I wonder if he could see how bad I'm blushing in the dark.

"Are you stalking me?" He teased. I couldn't find it in myself to speak though. I literally just now figured out my feeling and then he decided to stop avoiding me. Do I act on my feelings? How am I suppose to act around him now? He's already told me how he felt about me… "You alright?" He asked. He sounded really worried. I nodded my head. He brought his hand up to my forehead. I couldn't help myself but to lean into his touch. "You know, it's hard to figure out if you have a fever or not." He mumbled to himself. He pulled his hand away.

"No." I managed to mumble as I grabbed him hand. His eyes widened at that action. "I like how rough you hands feel." I told. I pulled his hand up to my face. He pulled away.

"I can't, Amu." He sounded more like he was trying to convince himself. "I can't touch you if…" He didn't need to finish the sentence. I knew what he meant. I grabbed his hand again but this time, I entangled my fingers with his. He tried to pull away but I just tightened my grip on his hand. "Amu!" He scolded.

"Who said I didn't?" I asked him. I felt him freeze in my touch. I just closed my eyes though. "I don't understand it though… I always thought…No one would…" My mind was jumbled. All I knew was that I didn't want Ikuto to leave.

"Amu…" I opened my eyes and looked at him. "You mean you..?" All I could do was nod my head. He was leaning towards me. "Does that mean I can..?" I was leaning towards him as well. Our lips grazed each other before he stopped. I opened my eyes and looked at him. There was uncertainty in his eyes. I closed my eyes again and filled in the gap. Our kiss was gentle, but there was a lot of emotion being showed. Ikuto pushed into the kiss, and I did too. I wanted him to know just how much I felt for him. I want him to know hoe much I wanted him in my life. How much I didn't want him to ever leave me. My lungs were calling for air as I pulled back. Our foreheads were touching as we were trying to catch our breaths.

"What did you mean when you told me you were scared?" I looked at him in the eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"That you'd eventually leave me…" I confessed.

"Why would you think I would leave you?" He asked. I almost came close to giggling.

"Papa would always get mad at Ami for bringing boys home to play video games with. He'd always shout that they would just leave her after they get what they wanted. At the time, I didn't believe him because he ran and locked himself in the bathroom. But… Watching you in that hospital bed in the coma… Not knowing if you'd ever wake up… I just…" Tears were racing down my face now. I brought my hands up to hide my face. I really didn't want Ikuto to see me like this. I felt Ikuto pull my wrist back before wiping my tears away with his thumb.

"I'm going to kick your dad's ass." He stated flatly. I couldn't help but to smile at that. "I am not going to leave you." His voice was strong. "Even if I tried… I couldn't… every time I looked at you, it seemed as though you found a new way for me to fall for you even more." He whispered. Thanks to his pale skin, I could tell when his cheeks darkened from blush. I leaned forward and kiss him again. The tears were still streaming down my face but they were no longer because I was sad. Ikuto just makes so damn happy. Ikuto was the one to pull away this time. "There is something I want to show you…" His hand went into his pocket. I couldn't see what he pulled out. I didn't know rather to blame it on the dark or Ikuto's rather large hands. When he opened his hand, I couldn't hold back the gasp. There was a skeleton key that matched my lock perfectly. I pulled out my lock and placed it next to it. It was weird to see the two together but it also put me in a weird state of awe. "They're Tsukiyomi family heirlooms." I froze at this. Family Heirlooms? "They are suppose to be given to the first born and their spouse on their wedding day." What? "Dad gave me the key the day before he left…" Ikuto seemed to be zoning out.

"Sooo…. Your dad in his magically weird way approves?" I asked him. Ikuto chuckled before nodding his head. "There's just tow many coincidences… I'm starting to wonder if he and my parents planned this." Ikuto busted out laughing this time.

"I wouldn't be too surprised, knowing him and your mother." He replied. He had a point. I didn't know rather to be grateful or crept out about this… I started yawning. "Let's head home. It seems like we both hadn't gotten any sleep during the week." He stated before yawning himself. I had to yawn afterwards.

"Why are yawns contagious?" I asked as he grabbed my hand, leading me to the stadium. I saw him shrug and just left it there. Ikuto grabbed his violin, that apparently was already in the violin case before leading us towards home.

"Aren't I suppose to be the one asking questions?" He teased. I rolled my eyes but smiled nonetheless.

"As soon as you tell me how you figured you I was there." I reasoned.

"You were loud when you got out of the tree." He smirked. I pouted at that.

"Shut up. I haven't climbed a tree in a while." I whined. He chuckled without a care. I squeeze his hand. He didn't hesitate to squeeze back. My heart was swelling at that. It was good to know that Ikuto was there. You know, just there… Even when there was nothing to be scared about, he was there. I wanted to lay my head on his arm but that would just put me to sleep.

"I won't have noticed you otherwise. Is Hinamori Amu an experienced stalker?" He teased. I stuck out my tongue at him.

"What if I am?" I teased back. There was an annoyed look on his face.

"Just who have you been following?"

"Are you jealous?" I teased. Thanks to the street lights, I easily noticed the blush on his cheeks. I smirked at that. Time for some pay back. "What if I said I was stalking you?" His blush spread a bit. Victory is mine~!

"Oh really~. Just where have you been following me too?" He teased back.

"That's for me to know and for you to never find out." I stuck my tongue out at him. We became silent as we walked up the driveway and to the side yard, where my balcony was. I was a little disappointed when I had to let go of Ikuto's hand to climb the tree. Ikuto just pulled himself up to the balcony with ease. Thankfully though, I was already in my pj's so all I did was walk over to the couch and laid there as Ikuto got ready for bed. I can't believe that Ikuto and I kissed tonight. I wonder if all of this is just a dream? Can't say I'd be happy about that. It would be just like any other day. Waking up to expectation to realize they were a lie. I don't think it's a dream this time. It would be a really long dream if it was. The bed was shifting, bringing me out of my thoughts. Seems like Ikuto already turned out the lights. It didn't take long for my eyes to adjust to the dark. Rima must be sleeping at her parents place for the night… I think. Too late to wonder that now. I stared at Ikuto for now. I was kind of worried since he had that smirk on his face and I'm sure I didn't do anything to amuse him this time. Then he lead over and kiss me again.

"Good night Amu-koi~!" Koi? My face was heating up and fast.

"G-goo-good ni-night I-Iku- Iktuo." I couldn't stop smiling though. Well, he finally got his kiss goodnight.