Hi there everyone! This is my first attempt at an Amuto fic, so all criticism is wanted. Flamers, I will personally address your reviews first!

Amu

I lay on my bed, my kimono undone, revealing my bare skin. Ran and Suu were somewhere playing a game, and Miki hovered by my side, sketching. I opened my notebook, turning to a fresh page, and begin to write. Since Papa and Ami's death, I discovered the knack to write short stories.

Ikuto

I watched Amu write, a small smile upon my lips. In six months, Amu changed from a girl to a beauty. Her figure was very curvy with large breasts, small waist, and wide hips. Pale skin glowed with radiance, her blood-red lips contrasting her skin. Light pink hair darkened to a rosy hue, framing dark amber eyes, and tumbling to her knees. She was my example of "perfect". Yoru grumbled beside me, obviously displeased.

~Yoru

Of all the women in the world, Amu?!?!?! Sure I like Miki, who wouldn't? Don't answer that. Ikuto is acting like a catnip-drugged, delirious, lover-boy! Ikuto growled, lust creeping into his voice. Oops, I forgot it was cats and the others breeding season. Uh oh.

Normal

Amu faintly heard the door slide open, but was too absorbed in her writing to do much other than shift towards the sound. In moments, the rosette was bound, gagged, and blindfolded.

"Mumph!" Amu cried out through her gag. Yoru dragged Miki into her egg, sealing with magic. Soft screams echoed form the chara's egg. Ikuto leaned closer. Every pulse brought her closer to Ikuto's goal. He leaned down, licked her skin, and sucked. Nuzzling Amu's neck, Ikuto opened his mouth and sank his fangs through the soft, tender flesh, reveling in the taste. He slowly drained Amu's blood, savoring the sweet taste. Yoru was draining Suu, the last chara to go. Ikuto drew away, blood trailing down the side of his mouth.

Alrighty, first part of my story! R&R please!