Ok so I deleted the rest of the story after this because I hated the fight I had. It was stupid.

I'm going to rewrite these whole chapters pretty much.

Sorry to anyone who might've actually liked the old chapters for some reason. The new chapters will be similar and I will put another fight in but it will make sense this time.

Lmao sorry.

Recap~

"And why's that?" I scoffed.

There was a moment of silence. He stopped walking and looked me straight in the eyes. The look in his eyes was soft and warm.

"Everything about you is enjoyable." He whispered in my ear before setting me down on a chair at the kitchen table.

Chapter 9- Why's He Being so Nice?

Amu's P.O.V.

I awkwardly sat at the kitchen table, my back to him, as he stood in front of the stove making breakfast. The sound of cracking eggs and the smell of bacon entered my senses, as well as the aroma of recently cooked pancakes.

"Ikuto…" he turned to look at me, "You don't have to do this for me."

He smiled "I'm doing this because I want to, so let me."

He must feel bad about scaring me. That's why he's cooking breakfast. But it's still weird that he's suddenly being nice to me.

My thoughts were interrupted as a plate was placed in front of me. It had pancakes, bacon, eggs and toast. Christ how much does he think I eat?

I looked up at him as he put his plate down on the other side of the table and sat across from me. He took a bite of his toast and looked up at me.

"I hope you're okay with eating it. I could make you something else if you'd like…"

"No. It's great, thank you Ikuto." I offered him a smile as I dug in.

He chuckled and we continued eating.

Ikuto's P.O.V.

I had to stay in her room for the night.

It was my fault that she got hurt.

I need to stop screwing around.

Making breakfast isn't enough to make up for being an idiot, I need to do more.

I'll figure this out and make it up to her.

Amu's P.O.V.

After I finished eating the breakfast Ikuto made he carried me upstairs, against my will, and into my room. After he placed me on my bed he went to find Utau.

He returned a few minutes later with her, looking like she had just woken up. Her hair was messy and she looked exhausted.

I smirked as I commented "Rough night with Kukai?"

Ikuto smirked back at me and chuckled pleasantly as Utau scoffed at me and gestured to my foot.

"Rough night with Ikuto?"

Ikuto snorted. "I wish."

He stepped towards me and I threw a pillow at him, which he caught of course. He scooped me up and carried me down the stairs into the basement, placing me on the couch.

At least he's civilized to put me on something comfortable rather than the floor.

Utau had followed us and she sat beside me on the couch after pulling something out of the DVD cupboard.

"What's that?" I asked, curious.

She grinned, "Ever heard of Teen Wolf?"

"I've heard of it… but I've never watched it…"

"Oh you're in for a treat then, honey."

Someone scoffed behind us- I guess Ikuto didn't leave yet. I looked back at him, as he stood on the stairs. I held eye contact with him for a moment before he turned around and trudged up the stairs.

"Alright, let's watch some hot wolf boys." Utau giggled.

I laughed "As long as they're hot"

"Trust me. They are."

Ikuto's P.O.V.

I went upstairs to make popcorn for them and get blankets. I've decided to be a nice guy today since Utau is my sister and Amu is injured.

I went into the kitchen to put a bag of popcorn in the microwave before heading upstairs to grab the fuzziest and softest blankets I could find.

It took me a minute to decide between the blankets, trying to find the best ones, but I ended up picking out 3 of them.

I jogged downstairs, with the blankets in my arms, towards the kitchen to grab the popcorn. I poured the popcorn into a bowl, putting the blankets down for a moment. I also grabbed two sprites and a root beer and bag of chips for myself. Then I carried everything downstairs, making sure not to spill the popcorn.

When I made my way towards the coffee table in front of the couch the girls looked really confused. I put the popcorn on the table and tossed a blanket onto each of their laps as I smirked and took one for myself. I sat on the other couch smugly with my root beer and chips. Amu was of the end of the couch closer to me.

Utau glared at me and Amu just sat there watching the show. I smirked at Utau and she just scoffed at me.

She turned her attention back to the show, and her eyes lit up. "Amu look, its Scott!"

"Who?" She said, confused.

"That hottie right there with the dark hair." She squealed. (I try to limit exclamation marks because I hate them with a passion.)

Amu looked back at the screen and her eyes widened. "You mean the sex god?"

I snorted.

They both looked at me as I shoved a few chips in my mouth.

"Ikuto why are you even here?" Utau hissed.

I shrugged. "Just here to see who you girls deem as 'Sex Gods'. I've already figured out that your expectations are quite low. No wonder you like Kukai." I smirked.

She rolled her eyes "Oh please, there's a reason why Tyler Posey is an actor and you aren't. And I don't like Kukai."

I glanced over at Amu to see her grinning and rolling her eyes at Utau. "You have pictures of him on your wall…" she muttered loud enough for us to hear.

She turned to Amu. "You're supposed to be on my side…" she pouted.

Amu smirked back at her "I'm just telling the truth. Like a good girl."

Utau glared and hit her with a pillow.

"Oooh cat fight!" a male voice called out as he neared the couch.

Amu laughed "Speaking of Kukai…"

"Ooooh you're watching Teen Wolf? I love this show!" Kukai shouted as he hopped over the back of couch, landing in between, more like on top of, Amu and Utau.

Amu just shifted over to the edge of the couch with barely any room. She glanced over at me and I smirked, making her look away.

"Amu come sit with me…" I suggested as Utau screamed at Kukai for sitting on them and being rude.

She rolled her eyes "I'm fine over here."

"Kukai's ass is in your face."

"Fine."

I stood up from my couch and walked in front of Amu's (And Kukai's) spot. I picked her up bridal style and walked back to my couch. I sat down and set her onto my lap.

"The couch is big enough for both of us to sit on it." She scoffed.

"I'm being nice right now and this is as good as it gets, sweetheart." I grinned, tightening my grip on her.

"This is as good as it gets? I think Kukai's ass in my face was better than this."

I snorted. "Kukai's ass is nothing compared to mine. Have you ever seen me twerk?"

"No. And I don't want to."

"Sure you don't, sweetheart."