Morg: Heyo! I've been thinking about writing this story for forever so here it is!

Ikuto: Do we really need it?

Amu: Why are you even asking that? Of course we don't!

Morg: Man, I'm so glad I don't own either of you. You both suck.

Ikuto: Meh, doesn't hurt my feelings to hear that from you.

Amu: Considering that you suck more than we do, it really doesn't make a difference.

Morg: Harsh. Why do I hang out with either of you?

Ikuto: Beats me.

Amu: I wish you would stop hanging out with us.

Morg: Don't tempt me

~Red Card~

"You keep shaking that ass, Strawberry, and I'll win every game just for you!"

Dropping her arms to her side, Amu stopped with the cheer practice to turn around and face the male she knew was standing on the soccer pitch behind her. That voice was one that everyone knew. He was the star of the team and a bit of an asshole. "Tsukiyomi. I should have known that a lowlife like you would be harassing people. Go and kick a ball around. We're working here."

Whistling lowly, Ikuto took a step closer to one of the cheerleaders for his team. She was dismissive and hot as fuck. "Don't be that way, baby. You've seen how good I am with a soccer ball. Imagine what I could do with you."

Scoffing, Amu turned away from the idiot to put him behind her. She had more important things to be doing. "I wouldn't let you touch me with a ten foot pole."

A challenge was something that Ikuto enjoyed, but this girl was bordering on being a bitch. And that was something he hated. "And why is that?"

Looking over her shoulder, Amu gave a half shrug. "Because you're a show off and a player, and I'm not talking about soccer. You play a team sport but most of the time you seem to forget that there is a team. You don't do well with others, so I know for a fact that you won't do well with me."

Ikuto didn't have a chance to respond as Amu was called away with the other cheerleaders to head into their locker room. Even if he could have said something, he wasn't entirely certain as to what he would have said. He was the star of the team. They won a lot of games because he knew what he was doing out on the pitch. So what if he didn't pass the ball as much as he could have? They still won more often than not.

Shaking his head, Ikuto moved back towards the locker rooms where his teammates were showering. He could go after other girls that would be easier to get into bed with him, but something about Amu made him want to take on her challenge and win. He would have her.

Pulled out of his thoughts by the loudness of his teammates, Ikuto turned to one of the few that he could actually stand. "Hey Souma, do you think I'm a ball hog?"

Kukai, who had been joking around with a few of the others and whipping them with his towel, stopped laughing to turn to Ikuto. It was clear that the other male wasn't being his usual cocky self. Something was making Ikuto really think about what he was asking. So Kukai knew that he was going to have to be honest with his response. "Well, yeah. There are plenty of times when you could pass the ball and let someone else score, but you do it yourself. I mean, we still win most of the time so not everyone is put out by it, but some of us would like to get to feel the ball at least once a game. That and there have been a few times that we could have won and didn't."

Ikuto hummed in response and moved to his bag and locker to start getting his things ready for his shower. He'd never really thought about the other members of his team before. He'd worked hard to be good at the sport that he now played. He had led more teams to championships that anyone else. He was a star, but Amu hadn't been wrong. This was still a team sport. And for the first time, Ikuto realized that it was a team.

A bit nervous now that the other male was scoffing at him and making some sort of comment to belittle his opinion, Kukai rubbed a hand on the back of his head. "I mean, why do you ask?"

Ikuto closed his locker before turning to the other male. He was ready to strip out of his clothes and hit the shower. "One of the cheerleaders shut me down because I'm selfish on the field."

Kukai flinched back. "Ouch."

Looking up, Ikuto let a smirk onto his lips. "Oh, don't worry. I'll make sure to show her how unselfish I can be in bed."

Kukai knew that look meant trouble. Trouble that he was going to stay out of. Whoever the cheerleader was, she better get ready because once Ikuto had something he wanted, he always found a way to get it. The other male had proven that more times than not during their games when he'd used underhanded tricks to steal the ball or score. Sometimes he was called out on them and sometimes he wasn't. Still, Kukai wasn't sure he wanted to know which cheerleader was caught in the sight of Tsukiyomi Ikuto.

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His plan might not have been the best thought out one he could have made, but Ikuto wasn't going to waste time trying to think up a better one. Instead, he was going to act on the one he already had. And that included finding Amu again.

Unfortunately, the pinkette was rather good at avoiding him. She was nowhere to be seen when she wasn't in practice and the whole squad was pretty damn good at ignoring him when he tried to talk to any of them during practice. It might have something to do with the fact that he'd slept with most of them.

Outside of practice, the cheerleader never seemed to be anywhere. Either she was showering fast and leaving before Ikuto had the chance to get to the door, or she was waiting him out. There was only one hallway to and from the girl's locker room and Ikuto was determined to talk to the girl that was quickly filling all of his thoughts. He was definitely lusting after her. Seeing her in that short skirt and tight top out on the soccer pitch while they practiced wasn't easy on him either.

Sighing, Ikuto leaned against the wall. He hadn't showered yet. Instead, he had gone straight for the hallway and now he was waiting. Of course, he wasn't dumb enough to wait where anyone could see him. So he watched the other cheerleaders leaving until the girl that he wanted to speak to came out.

Amu wasn't paying much attention to where she was going. Her eyes were trained on her mp3 player and her thoughts were already directed towards what music she was going to listen to on the way back to her apartment. She was completely unprepared for the arms that snuck around her waist. So much so that she reacted without thinking.

Ikuto quickly found himself on the ground with all of the air forced out of his lungs. Amu was strong and she had moves and Ikuto was never going to sneak up on her again. "Shit!"

Pulling her earbuds from her ears, Amu paused her music as she looked down at the male that had scared her. "Don't you know better than to sneak up on someone?"

Rubbing his head, Ikuto moved to stand up. However, he didn't try to touch Amu again. "I do now."

"What do you want, Tsukiyomi?"

Making sure that his breathing was normal and ignoring the pain in his ass from landing on it, Ikuto tried to look as though he wasn't feeling a bit intimidated while leaning against the wall and looking at Amu. "I want to make a deal with you."

"A deal?" For some reason, Amu really didn't like the sound of that. "And why would I make a deal with you?"

Smirking now, Ikuto leaned forward enough to make Amu lean back a bit, but not enough to touch her. "Because I won't leave you alone until you do. The things you said to me the other day have really made me think. I am a ball hog and that should change, but I know me. And I know I won't change unless I have incentive."

It was the way he said the last word while looking at her. That and the slight lick to the lips that he made that had Amu realizing that he wanted her to be his incentive. "So you want me to help you out? I mean, I'm flattered, but I don't know how a kick in the balls is going to remind you to pass the ball during a game."

Chuckling and moving back a bit because he may or may not have been worried that Amu would actually kick him right there and then, Ikuto shook his head. "No, that's not what I meant. I meant a pleasure and pain type deal. You set goals for me and if I meet them I get a reward. If I don't, then a punishment."

Lifting an eyebrow, Amu pushed her weight onto one hip as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Why does that sound so sexual coming out of your mouth?"

Ikuto hadn't meant for it to. Not entirely anyways. "Look, I'll pick the rewards and you can choose the punishments. Does that sound fair?"

"Nope."

Unable to help it as his shoulders slumped, Ikuto looked at Amu with a slight frown on his face. "Why not?"

Amu changed nothing about her stance or the look on her face as she took the male before her in. "Because knowing you, you'll ask for sex just because you passed the ball once and I'm not that kind of girl."

Opening and closing his mouth a few times, Ikuto tried to figure out what to say. How was it that Amu was able to read him so easily? "Okay, so we have to agree on the rewards to make sure that they fit the goal you set."

Relaxing her stance, Amu kept her arms crossed as she looked at the male before her. She started at his feet and let her eyes wander up his body. Ikuto really was handsome and very fit. Amu would never deny that. He also wasn't a complete asshole like some of the other girls thought. Not if he was making this sort of deal with her instead of just trying to constantly hit on her with terrible pickup lines. "Okay. I'll play this game with you. On a few conditions."

Ikuto tried very hard to not look too hopeful. "What are they?"

Moving forwards, Amu let her fingers trail up Ikuto's firm chest until her hand rested on his shoulder. "First, you don't tell anyone about our deal. Not unless it is completely important. Getting the other guys to help you accomplish your goals is not going to get you any sort of reward."

Nodding, Ikuto felt as though he couldn't quite breathe. He knew that Amu was hot, but she was more than that as she moved closer to him and looked up at him from under her eyelashes. "Fair enough."

Enjoying that Ikuto sounded rather breathless at the moment, Amu smirked as she brought her other hand up to touch his neck instead of his shoulder. "Second, if you fail more than three goals then you're out. We're done and I won't help you anymore."

Swallowing hard, Ikuto nodded. He felt as though the places she was touching were on fire. Sex with Amu would be beyond perfect.

Leaning up on her toes, Amu put her mouth close to Ikuto's without actually touching his lips with her own. "Third, I reserve the right to decide if a goal has been met or not. Don't worry though, I will be fair."

Ikuto couldn't move. He wanted to surge forward and kiss the girl already so close to him, but he also didn't want to ruin his chances. Not to mention the fact that he felt as though he couldn't think at the moment. "Deal. All of those are… fine."

Grinning, Amu pulled back. She patted Ikuto's chest before taking a step away. "Good, oh, and I have the right to make more conditions if need be."

Unable to even speak, Ikuto nodded his head again. He wasn't sure what he was getting into, but he was already feeling like it was going to be a lot of fun.

Smirking now, Amu waved before heading down the hallway and towards her car. "See you later, Ikuto. We have our first game in two weeks, so I'll come to you before that with your first goal."

Ikuto was left standing there with his pants feeling a little tight and his brain in scrambles.

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Morg: So there's the start of it.

Ikuto: I thought this was going to be a oneshot?

Amu: I'd prefer if it didn't get written.

Morg: I was thinking it would be, but I like the idea of it being chaptered.

Ikuto: Whatever.

Amu: Seriously, delete it.