A/N: This chapter isn't as good as the rest, at least I think so. I couldn't actually think of a reason for Ikuto to hate Kukai (That's a big failure considering that I came up with this idea) but I at least managed to think of something, so I hope you enjoy this chapter and please point out all the mistakes and what you thought about Ikuto's "reason." Happy reading! I don't own Shugo Chara!


"This-This is the guy who..." Ikuto trailed off.

"The guy who did what?" Rima rolled her eyes, "Come on! Spit it out!"

"Forget this, I'm just gonna go," Ikuto shook his head and took a step forward.

A small hand reached out and once again, tugged his sleeve, "Please don't go anywhere."

Ikuto looked at the rosette that had grabbed a hold of his clothes and sighed, "I really don't want to see this guy right now."

"Why not?" Amu persisted.

Ikuto shot Kukai a dirty look with his sapphire eyes, "Why not ask him?"

"Because he's in cold sweat and he's shaking!" Amu shouted, putting her hands on her hips.

"Well, if he doesn't want to talk, then neither do I." Ikuto put his nose in the air and took another step forward.

"Please, please tell us the problem," Amu stepped in front of him, her wide-open arms blocking his path.

"Move." Ikuto didn't bother to hide his cold attitude towards the girl.

"Not before you tell us," Amu furiously shook her head, "It can't be that serious anyway, Kukai isn't a bad person."

"To you he might not be, but to me..." Ikuto trailed off, "You wouldn't believe what I had to go through."

"What do you mean?" Yaya asked, her eyes shining with curiosity.

Ikuto glared at Kukai and sighed, pulling out a chair and taking a seat, legs crossed, "Souma Kukai is the guy who blew off my sister."

It was eerily quiet, the only sound that was heard was the deep breathing of the anxious boy.

"Wait, that's it?" Rima asked incredulously, "He blew off your sister once, and he deserves to be hated? What's wrong with you?" she put her hands on her hips.

"You don't know the full story. My sister's Hoshina Utau," Ikuto paused, expecting a reaction of any kind.

"Utau?" Yaya finally shouted, jumping up and down, "I love her!"

"Exactly, and so do a million other people," Ikuto said, "And this guy here, blew her off for some soccer game."

"Okay, let me get this straight, Kukai blew off your famous sister because of soccer match," Rima said slowly, "Which brings me back to point, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother complex," Ikuto mumbled.

Amu looked at him, curious, "What did you say?"

"Brother complex, that's what my sister has. All because he blew her off, my sister is now a brother-crazed person. I can't be alone any minute of the day unless she's on a tour or something of that sort."

"I'm sincerely sorry Tsukiyomi-san," Kukai rubbed the back of his head, chuckling nervously.

"Your sister has a brother complex?" Amu asked.

Ikuto looked at her with his sapphire-eyes, "Doesn't that explain a lot about what happened last time?"

"I-I guess," Amu mumbled.

"Wait, what do you mean by last time?" Rima interrupted, her eyes filled with fury.

"The event that happened last time," Ikuto shrugged.

"What exactly happened?" Rima narrowed her eyebrows.

"None of your business," Ikuto shot back, looking directly into the angry golden-eyes.

"Amu happens to be my business, so open that pretty little mouth and spill everything about what happened," Rima demanded.

Ikuto smirked, "How nice, you think my mouth is pretty."

Rima could feel the heat rising up to her cheeks, "It's not going to be so pretty once I'm done with you."

"Try your best, midget," Ikuto teased.

Rima shot a death glare to the older teenager and stepped forward, "That's it!"

"Rima, stop it, "Amu put a hand of the girl's shoulder, "He's just going to get you more angry."

Rima gave Amu a look, nevertheless, she sat down and sighed, "You got lucky."

"Yay, the little girl spared me," Ikuto said in monotone, rolling his eyes.

"Ikuto, that's enough." Amu crossed her arms.

"Whatever," Ikuto shrugged, "Can I go now? My sister's expecting me home any minute."

"U-Utau?" Kukai stumbled through his words.

Ikuto nodded, "Yeah. You know, the girl who won't go away because some guy ditched her?"

"Ikuto! Don't be mean to Kukai!" Yaya suddenly shouted.

Ikuto jumped, shocked. He turned to the brown-haired girl who was frowning. However, in less than a second, she was grinning from ear to ear.

"The world should be friends," she made a small heart with her fingers, her large smile still in place.

"The world is currently in the midst of a war," Ikuto pointed out.

Yaya looked alarmed and stared at Ikuto for a long time with her brown eyes,

"What?" Ikuto looked at her, almost annoyed.

"W-war?"

Ikuto looked at her and suddenly, a pang of guilt hit him. Did she not know?

"Let's order cake?" he asked.

The expression of the young teenager changed immediately at the mention of cake. She quickly pushed out a chair and sat down, scanning through a menu that was on the table.

"Yaya wants a strawberry tart and an apple pie and..."

"We're not buying all that, unless you of course are paying for it," Amu quickly informed the eager girl before she could go any further with her list.

"B-but..."

"You eat it, you pay for it," Rima shrugged, turning the page on her own menu.

"Yaya doesn't have any money!"

"I'll pay for you," Kukai grinned, rustling Yaya's hair.

"Kukai, don't spoil her," Amu shook her head in disapproval.

"Hey! I'm not spo-"

Ikuto watched the two bicker back and forth with each other. Suddenly, he felt so out of place with this group, he didn't know why but he did. However, it was not only that, but he couldn't help but feel some kind of resentment towards the other teenage boy, and he knew it wasn't because of the brother-complex.

...::...

"Two mille crepes, a strawberry tart, and a chocolate parfait?"

Everybody nodded in agreement. The waiter -who was currently serving them- quickly drew a check mark on the pad of papers in her hands and bowed at a 90 degree angle, "Your order will be served soon, please wait."

"So..." Kukai started.

"Don't talk to me," Ikuto muttered.

Amu stomped on his foot, "Be nice."

Ikuto just grunted.


A/N: It's an abrupt ending, I know. I haven't updated in such a long time too. I hope you enjoyed this, please review!