Aireen: This is going to be a short chapter.

Utau: Why?

Aireen: It's, I guess a Valentine's special.

Utau: It's early.

Aireen: I know.

Utau: So?

Aireen: Well, I thought I'd need to update, for Amu and Ikuto (especially Ikuto's)'s sake.

Utau: Well good.

Aireen: I hope everyone enjoys the chapter. Even if it is a bit short. Haha.

Utau: Aireen doesn't own Shugo Chara.

Luci's POV

I got a message on my phone on the way to the car.

"Who's it from?" Kyo asked.

I checked my phone:

Luci-nee; go home with Kyouhei-nii, I'll come back later. I'm just going to stay out for a bit. Ikuto.

Kyo was reading it over my shoulder.

"Maybe I-," I started.

"Ikuto's not a child; he can take care of himself. And if he wants time alone, then I guess that's his right." Kyo looked at me reassuringly.

"Okay." I accepted that. "Let's go home."

Kyo led me to the car.

Ikuto's POV

The pinkette hadn't woken up yet and it was almost sunset. More and more trucks were closing in on the only exit.

It was going to be difficult to get out of the alley. I turned my head towards Amu. She had the most peaceful expression on her face as she slept.

I reached over and stroked her hair. It was so, so, soft. Then suddenly she shifted. I froze. I thought she'd woken up.

But then she just snuggled to my side, curled up her legs and put her arms around my arm. I smiled and continued to stroke her hair.

I wished, oh how I wished, I wished that this moment, if only it could last forever. And I wouldn't ever have to face getting out of here or anything. Just me and my Amu.

I smirked and looked away from her, as if that would ever happen.

Amu's ear was pressed against my shoulder; I thought about our little incident in the music room. Moments like those and these were precious. They were the kind of moments you had to savour, just in case you didn't experience them again.

So I closed my eyes and rested my head on hers, but tried to stay awake to savour the moment, just in case more never came.

But just as I thought that troubles could go to hell right then, Amu moved. I brought my head upright and turned to look at her. Her face was a mask of frustration.

She was having a nightmare. She hugged herself tightly and her hand wondered up to her shoulder. My eyes followed. Her hand snuck under her jumper and for a moment, I thought I saw a mark.

When she moved again, the area was revealed and I saw. Saw the torn shirt and the red mark of someone's fingers.

My body went rigid. Fury coursed through me and anger bubbled in me like a volcano about to erupt. HOW COULD HE? I brought my hands to my sides and clenched my fists.

Looking at my strawberry, I made a vow, a promise; I swore that I would make James Hotori pay.

But for the moment, I wanted Amu to be alright. I cupped the edge of her face with my hand, brought my face close to her head and whispered her name.

"I'm sorry." I looked at Amu's face. "I'm sorry." She was apologizing. Her expression was pained.

I couldn't take it anymore; I took Amu in my embrace and said, "Its fine. It really is fine. Don't stress."

She clutched onto my t-shirt, buried her head into my chest and then relaxed.

I couldn't smile. The fury in me refrained me. The anger hadn't subsided. And I knew it wouldn't. At the very least, not until I beat the crap out of James Hotori.

And I didn't know rage could make me so tired. But it did.

AMU + IKUTO

Rain was pouring over them, but they wouldn't move. They were staring at each other. Gazing at each other's beauty. Astounding. Wonderful. She looked away first, blushing. He moved closer until their faces were less than an inch apart. He placed his hand on her warm cheek and turned her face to his. His lips carefully brushed over her eyes, closing them. They further travelled down to her nose and from there, glided to her left cheek, never once breaking contact. Then he moved to her wet lips and his heart's thirst became unbearable. He enveloped her in a passionate kiss. His arms around her slender waist and her hands buried in his hair.

Those Wet lips of yours, This Thirsty heart of mine,

Like a rain cloud seems your body to me,

It rains down on me, the rain clouds,

You are my love, you are my life,

Sometime with me, spend a night,

Until the dawn, I will love you,

Whoa oh, oh, Whoa oh, oh,

Whoa oh oh~ Whoa oh oh~

The kiss broke only when they could be without oxygen no longer. They held each other in such a powerful embrace that neither could feel a part of their body was apart from the other. Suddenly she blushed and pulled away. She looked up to his fathomless midnight blue eyes, only to blush more deeply- if that was even possible at that point - and turn away.

Your breaths are flames; your body is fire,

They snatch my sleep, they steal my peace,

It performs black magic, your long hair,

You eyes are lakes, your pupils are angry,

Sometime with me, spend a night,

Until the dawn, I will love you,

Whoa oh, oh, Whoa, oh, oh,

Whoa oh oh~, yeah, Whoa oh oh~

He caught her arm, stopping her and moved closer. Her back was to his muscular abs and her head was against his chest. He held her arms out, spread eagle and slowly brought them around her. Both his and her arms were around her body and his head bent down and kissed her bare shoulder. His face and lips travelled to her neck and she gasped. Her breaths came ragged and uneven as his lips moved up to her ear and then her cheek.

Whoa oh, oh, Whoa oh, oh, Whoa oh, oh~ yeah,

Whoa oh oh~

When his lips had reached the corner of her mouth, she couldn't stand it anymore and she turned around and pressed herself against his bare chest. She threw her arms around him, never wanting to let go.

My eyes are saying what i can't say,

Listen to it, what my lips aren't saying,

You don't sleep tonight, I don't sleep tonight,

I'll look at you today, I'll get lost in you today,

Sometime with me, spend a night,

Until the dawn, I will love you,

Whoa oh, oh, Whoa oh, oh,

Whoa oh oh~ Whoa oh, oh,

His eyes lit up at the pleasant surprise and he let her small body melt into him. His arms went around her naturally, as if an instinct or a habit. He stroked her back, resting his hands at the line of her shoulder-less top. He arched his back and let his head lay against hers. He took in the scent of her shampoo, and chuckled at the irony. Strawberries.

Those Wet lips of yours, this thirsty heart of mine,

Like a rain cloud seems your body to me,

Her arms suddenly flew to his neck and she tip-toed as high as she could, easily reaching his already bent down head. She kissed him without warning. His eyes widened but then closed, enjoying their passionate kiss.

It seemed like an eternity before they pulled away, gasping for air. But the two stayed, basking in the warmth of their embrace. And he wished, oh how he wished, that that moment could last forever. And she? She wished for him in her life, that one, and if they existed, all the others to come.

"I love you," He breathed into her hair.

"I love you," She whispered to his chest.

Simultaneously.

There was a sudden heat between them. As if one of them had caught on fire. But since rain was, and had been pouring on them for who knew how long, it was unlikely. They reluctantly pulled away from each other to see a light in between them. Like someone had lit a match, or a candle, and was standing between them.

But they were alone save the light floating between them. From the light, appeared two round-shaped… eggs?

He blinked. Was he really seeing two eggs floating in light in the middle of the air? His attention went to one of the eggs immediately, the black and white one. It was black, with a thick, white zig-zag line, and in the line was black kitty heads.

She widened her eyes. She wasn't seeing this… right? Two eggs coming from the light that was floating in the air? Her gaze set on the pink and white one. It had pink hearts on it. She looked at it questioningly.

Suddenly, the eggs cracked and broke open, revealing two characters. A miniature boy with cat ears and tail. And a tiny girl with a love-heart clip on her bright pink hair.

"Guess you're already free-nya. At least now that you've told her how you feel-nya. I'm gonna miss you, Ikuto-nya." The little boy with cat ears and a tail sniffed.

"And you finally found yourself, Amu-chan! Good job! I'll always be cheering for you! The others will too!" The girl with the love heart shaped clip shouted.

The two little Shugo Chara's went to their respectful owners and buried themselves in their hands.

Amu and Ikuto were surprised but held the little things, smiling without knowing why.

AMU+IKUTO

I blinked and rubbed my eyes with the back of my hands. I wasn't wet. I looked up. It wasn't raining. I opened my clenched fist. There wasn't any miniature boy with cat-ears, paws, and a tail.

In his place was a key. A very strange looking key. A very old fashioned one.

Amu wasn't cuddled up against my side. In a moment of panic, I looked around desperately to find her.

I relaxed when I saw her next to me, further than before, we weren't touching. She had regained consciousness and was staring at the little object that was in her hands.

I looked closer to realise that it was a lock. Its design was similar to his key.

I looked back at the key and wondered whether or not it unlocked that lock.

I reached over to Amu, and suddenly the full memory of the dream came back to me. Did I really just… dream about Amu and I being all lustful with each other?

Even if I did, why did I have the key in the first place? And for that matter, why did she have a lock in the place of that little pink thing?

Was she actually in the dream? Did we both share that dream? No, did she really feel that way for me?

What a question! I always knew that she felt something for me. A closeness. A recognition. A comfort. There was always something between us. But…

I decided to put more questions in that direction on hold. When I reached out to her, softly calling her name, she blushed ten shades of red and looked away.

Obviously we had the same dream. And if I was doing all those things wilfully, it must've meant that she had been as well.

I smirked. I reached out, placed a finger under her chin and turned her head to me.

She didn't protest, but I could see the blush redden. Her honey-coloured eyes met mine.

I smiled seductively, teasing her. But then, curiosity hit me.

I moved my hand to hers and brought it up, with the lock.

I brought my other hand, containing the key, closer to the lock. I just wanted to see. See whether or not it would open.

Along with the key, I brought my face closer to hers, loving the way she wanted to move, but she wouldn't.

Luci's POV

It had been a few hours since Kyo and I had reached home, and I was starting to get worried about Ikuto.

Even thought Kyo had reassured me at first, he'd left to get something from his house that he'd forgotten.

Even he'd been away for an hour.

Worry was eating me inside. I kept looking from the big clock in the kitchen, to my phone, to the door, and back to the television. I wasn't even paying attention to what it was showing.

Not that I didn't try, when I tried to focus on the bogus drama that was showing on the TV, I would just become more reminded about the two boys.

Twenty minutes later, I'd started fidgeting about with pens and papers that were laying on the coffee table in our living room.

I hadn't left my ritual gazes at the clock, my phone and the door so when the doorbell went off, I practically flew to the door and opened it.

I threw my arms around… Kyo, not Ikuto.

I dragged him in and asked, "Why were you gone for so long?"

He snuck an arm around my waist, "Did you miss me?" He asked seductively.

I felt irritated, "No, I just happened to be anxious about nothing in particular when you walked through the door!" I laced my tone with sarcasm.

His expression humbled, "Well then, I'm sorry for leaving you, I just had to get something."

His other hand came up to my line of sight. It held a box. No, not a ring box. A bigger box. I assumed it had some sort of jewellery in it. It looked like it was kind of box that held expensive necklaces in it.

I waited patiently as he opened it, revealing a fold piece of cloth. A golden coloured piece of cloth.

I was surprised to see a piece of cloth in a jewellery box, but I waited some more.

Kyo chucked the box away, unfolding the cloth… which turned out to be a dress!

A very beautiful and expensive dress I'd been planning on buying to wear to the Valentine's Day party.

My eyes lit up.

Kyouhei's POV

Her eyes lit up and a beautiful smile graced her face as she excitedly through her arms around my neck, jumping onto me and twisting her legs around my hips.

I turned my head up to meet her lips in her passionate kiss.

Her arms were around my head and her hands in my hair.

As the kiss ended, she brought her head down to my ear and whispered, "Thanks."

I smiled and didn't let my guilt touch my features.

I'd told her I'd gone to buy the dress, but no, I'd gone to get to that guy.

When he'd insulted her at school, I was helpless in the many boundaries that limited me.

But after school, I had the chance. I sought him out and beat him up. And threatened him a countless number of times.

Then I went home to pick up the dress that I'd bought earlier, a few weeks ago when she was staring at it with desire burning in her eyes.

The dress itself was floor length, and I hadn't seen her wear it, but I knew it wouldn't completely hug her body, but it would look gorgeous on her nonetheless.

I dragged myself back to the present and looked my girl in the eye.

"Think of it as an early Valentine's gift." I breathed.

She kissed my cheek and brushed her lips to mine when she stopped, "Can I go try it on now?" She asked playfully.

"No, no, not now, only on the day. But you'll look gorgeous anyways. I can assure it." I replied.

"How do you know, I haven't even tried it on yet?" It was a pointless question, we both knew it.

And we both knew each other well enough to know what we both liked, disliked, what looked good, bad and alright on each other.

Not that anything she wore made her look bad. At her worst she looked breathtaking. And to describe her best would be to write a whole book full of senseless words.

I tightened my grip on her waist and walked up the stairs to her room.

Aireen: Hey guys! Now listen, or read, whatever, this story is rated T, if any of you think that the rating needs to go higher, please let me know. I think it's maybe alright, but if any of you readers think that it should be M then please let me know.

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