Moona-chan: I guess I'll keep up this Moona-chan thing haha. I'd prefer you all call me Bambi though. Either is fine though. Also, if you guys could check me out on instagram ( aikotobambi), twitter ( aikotobambi), youtube (DailyTeenScene , Friday person), or deviantART (NeekoMoona-chan), that would be so great! Anyway, let's get back to the story (finally)!
AMU POV
Birds.
Chirping.
Almost as if they were alarm clocks, the chirping only got louder the longer I laid around. Talking to Ikuto didn't seem like much of a better scenario, though.
What exactly happened again?
Blurs.
Illegality.
..Kukai.
Oh god, I definitely need to apologize to Kukai. The poor boy.. I actually feel kind of bad for doing what I did while he was around. I was upset but.. what a poor excuse for such behavior. I hope he doesn't hate me..
Maybe I should text him?
As if on cue, my cellphone started ringing.
God, what a shrill noise.
After checking caller ID, I sighed. Of course.
"Hello?" my voice was dry and unfamiliar.
"Amu.." an all too familiar husky voice greeted, "Can you open the door?"
"Huh..?"
"The door."
I let out a sigh and removed the book from my lap. I still hadn't removed the empty glass from my nightstand.
How long have I been awake again?
I made my way downstairs, phone still pressed to a not so eager ear.
Parents aren't home. Figures.
I opened the door, only to greet an all too perfect Ikuto.
Wow. Forgot how beautiful he is.
"Uhh.. Amu.." he started, raising a fine brow slightly, "maybe you should hang up the phone?"
"Oh. Yeah."
I stared at him for another five seconds before slowly flipping the phone shut.
"You alright?"
His worried tone made my stomach drop a little. There was an underlying hint of anger.
I motioned for him to come inside. We made our way to the couch, and I curled up on his lay, head resting on his knee. He stroked my hair lightly, his other hand wrapped tightly around my own.
"God, Amu.. what were you thinking?"
A sudden wave of emotion flooded over me. I pulled myself up, merely centimeters from Ikuto's face.
"What was I thinking?" I yelled, too disgruntled to register the pain, "What was I thinking? I was pissed! I wasn't thinking. I was.. I was upset.."
Ikuto grabbed my wrists tightly, eyes squinted, jaw tight. It was as if he were about to snarl at me.
"That's no excuse to destroy yourself, Amu."
"What do you know about self destruction?"
"I've been around you long enough to know when you're purposely doing things that would harm you."
"I was just having fun!"
"Getting wrecked isn't really your idea of fun, now is it, love?"
Tears.
Angry tears.
They were warm and unwanted.
Frustration, pain and sorrow all mixed.
"Please don't leave me.." I managed to whisper through the tears.
He embraced me, stroking my hair again.
"You're so stupid."
"E-Excuse me?!"
"I'd never leave you."
"But you're going on vacation.."
"It's just vacation, darling."
"For how long?"
There was a deep sigh.
"Two weeks."
"No way."
"Calm down, Amu," kisses were placed atop of my head, "There's always the phone."
"But that's not the same! I.. I need you here with me or else I'll.. I-I'll.."
Hyperventilation.
"Deep breaths, Amu. Stay calm," his voice was harsh yet tender, "I promise nothing bad would happen. I know you're in a dark place right now, but it wouldn't be the end of your life or anything. Either way, I think I figured out the solution to this little problem.
"You're not going?"
I stared into his mesmerizing sapphire orbs as he cracked a smirk.
"No, silly, I'm still going. But you're coming with me."
"W-What?"
"You heard me."
Panic arose in my system like a second nature. Adrenaline and fear seared through my veins. My eyes were most definitely widened and they searched for the answers in my partner's eyes.
"T-There's no way! Where would we be going? What would I pack? There's no way that I could stay away from home for so long! What would I tell my parents? Wouldn't I need money? Would we be going overseas? Would we get on a boat or plane? I get sick really easily! I don't think I could han-"
Ikuto shut me up with a swift kiss. My muscles were immediately eased from their previously tense state. My mind went blank. The panic, fear and overall swirl of emotions were put to rest. Before I could return the kiss, he pulled away. His lips were gone as suddenly as they were originally placed there. He sent me his infamous smirk, eyes gleaming with what seemed to be.. affection?
More tears formed in my eyes but I let out a relieved smile.
"How rude."
I lunged in for another kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. I felt him smile slightly as he entangled a hand in my hair, pulling me closer.
Jerk.
IKUTO POV
God, it's so easy putting her mind at ease. She really is a piece of work, that Amu. Thank heavens it is, or else I'd be in big trouble. Poor girl gets her head so wrapped around so many little thoughts. Must be stressful for someone in her state.
We parted from our kiss, foreheads resting on each other. I saw pale pink lips form a small smile.
"You have no idea how terribly I've been wanting to do that."
"Heh, really? Is my Amu turning into a bit of a pervert?"
Her cheeks flared pink, matching her hair. She flashed a big smile, melodic giggling chiming through her embarrassment.
"Maybe I picked it up from a certain Blue Haired Pervert I met at the crosswalk."
Before I could think of a witty remark, a sudden flash of pain crossed my favorite pinkette's face.
"Let's get you back to bed."
She gave me a little smile, clearly still distressed. Before she could stand up, I picked her up bridal style.
"E-Eh? Ikuto?"
I kissed her cheek, "You can't expect me to let you walk up all of those stairs on your own right now, can you? Princesses get special privileges."
She giggled and rested her head on my chest. I held her closer and took her up to her room. I laid her back down on her bed and watched as she snuggled closer to the heavy quilt.
"Hold on, I'm going to get you more medicine. I'll be right back."
She nodded and watched as I grabbed the glass from her nightstand and left to get more. I went back downstairs to check for any notes her parents may have left around so I could have an accurate checkout time.
"Dear Amu-chan
We're so sorry to leave out once again! You seemed so peaceful sleeping, so we didn't bother waking you to tell you. Papa and I won't be back until late tomorrow evening. We have some business to take care of in the neighboring town. We took Ami with us so you wouldn't be bothered. We're so sorry for leaving so often. Please remember that Papa and I love you very much, We promise things will be different soon!
Much love
Mama and Papa"
I put the note back down on the counter and filled the glass with some more water with a sigh. I quickly grabbed some Advil from the medicine cabinet in the main bathroom and made my way back upstairs to Amu's room, only to find her scribbling in her notebook.
"Another poem?"
"Mhm."
She didn't even bother looking up. She was smiling, but focused.
"Sorry miss, but it's time for your medicine."
She grinned and put her pen down.
"That's fine. I just finished, anyhow."
I sat on the bed beside her, "Open up."
She pouted but didn't fight it.
"Aaaah."
Two little gel like pills were placed on her tongue. Next I put the glass to her lips, and tilted upwards so she could drink some. She swallowed and smiled, snuggled back into bed, notebook hugged tightly against her chest.
"Am I going to get to read?"
"Maybe."
"Please?"
"What's the magic word?"
"..Please?"
"The other one."
"Pretty please?"
"There ya go."
She handed off the book with a big grin and closed her eyes. I flipped it open to the newest entry. Before I began to read, she grabbed my hand and looked up at me with her golden doe eyes, a pout on her pale face.
"Hey, Ikuto?"
"Hmm?"
"You're not mad at me?"
"I was at first, honestly, but I got over it after thinking about it last night. I thought it would probably be best to just try and console you and put this whole ordeal to rest."
"So you promise that you're not mad at me?"
"Promise."
She smiled again and inched closer to me, closing her eyes to rest.
Love.
What is love?
How would I
know anything
about love
or what exactly
it is?
Being a teenager
no one really
believes
that you
have any
idea
as to what
love
truly is
Can't say
I blame them
My idea
of love
is going
to be
much different
than the next
To me
love is
imperfect
horribly flawed
and real
(love is unconditional
and cruel)
Being unconditional
it is hard
to leave
How can you
walk away
from the one
you need
the most?
Do you
let them leave
or do you
chase after them
with every
ounce
of love
and desperation
held within?
Personally
I've never
been able
to forget
entirely
about one love
and try
to find the
next
poor
unfortunate
soul
I'd grow
inevitably
attached to
My problem
is that you
could leave me
beaten
and broken hearted
I would still
be eagerly
awaiting
for you
to come back
my heart
full
of love
stored
just for you
(love is cheap
yet priceless
but somehow
everything)
There is
no price
or forseeable
amount
of love
that is stored
Sometimes
the people
we love
take advantage
of the amount
of love
we hold
because they, too
believe it is
endless
(love is rough
yet gentle
and genuine)
(Love doesn't hurt)
The people
we love
are inconsiderate
and sometimes
they
decide
to hurt us
in ways
that we can't
recover from
But sometimes
they are
tender
caring
and warm hearted
(love is complex
yet so simple)
But then again
how would I
a mere
teenager
know
or understand
what love
truly is?
Everyone's opinion
on love
is going
to differ
from one
to the next
(because
love
is undefinable)
I went to say something to my cute little poet, but I realized she was fast asleep. Out like a light. Poor girl.
I stroked her hair and placed the book on the nightstand, getting into bed next to her. She immediately moved closer to the warmth and attached herself to me. I placed a kiss on her forehead and tucked a tuft of pink hair behind her ear.
I love you too, Amu.
Moona-chan: Ahhhh, I'm terribly sorry for the sappy chapter! I'm also really sorry for seeming to resolve to issue so suddenly! I promise the next chapter will be more action packed and stuff. Anyway, please review and stuff. Thank you so much for reading!