Disclaimer: No, I don't make money from this...I don't own Shugo Chara...blah blah blah.

This is an Ikuse (Ikuto x Tadase) fanfic. Obviously a slash. Or shounen-ai. MAYBE it'll progress to the ranks of yaoi if I get reviews. So review!

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"Where the fuck's the sugar?"

A fashion magazine jumped out of a pair of slender, pale hands and there was the sound of scraping chairs as Tadase stood up in his chair, his eyes narrowed at a young man in his kitchen, turning the contents of the cupboards inside out.

The young man's ebony cat ears twitched at the sudden attention, and he turned to face Tadase. "What?"

A look of complete unconcern was spread across that damned handsome face - no, I'm angry! Tadase reminded himself - and Tadase clenched his fists, inhaling deeply to propel the outburst that was coming.

"I told you, I told you, Ikuto, that I WILL NOT TOLERATE THE 'F' WORD!!" Tadase shouted, his anger swelling up in a tsunami. Ikuto, the neko, smirked suddenly, a packet of gravy in his hand.

"And I told you that I would swear anyway," Ikuto's voice was smug as he continued, "And I was right, wasn't I?"

Tadase flushed in rage and watched wordlessly as Ikuto flung the gravy over his shoulder. "Now I want to know where the sugar is."

For a second, Tadase considered arguing with Ikuto some more, but then he gave in, saying, "Why?"

Ikuto gave Tadase a long, hard look that made Tadase subconsciously squirm under the intense gaze. His cheeks were now pink. With a light smile, Ikuto walked out of the kitchen towards Tadase, who was sitting in a chair a few feet from the kitchen. As Ikuto's footsteps drew closer, his ears twitched with glee at this embarrassed, nervous Tadase. It was wonderful when Kiseki wasn't around.

The tips of their bangs brushed, dark, navy blue versus light honey blonde, and Tadase instinctively brought a hand up to touch his hair, and Ikuto, familiar with Tadase's strange reflexes, grasped his wrist. Bringing the hand up to his face, Ikuto couldn't help but comment, "So slender. Man, you really must be a girl!"

Tadase stiffened, feeling tender, soft lips press themselves gently, tenderly against his fingers, which sent a shiver down his spine. "I - Ikuto..."

"Do you want to know what I need sugar for?" Ikuto whispered, abandoning the hand and bending up to claim Tadase's now red ear. "I wanted to bake something for dear Amu-chan."

A flash of jealousy burned in Tadase's mind, and it took over the pleasure in the form of a swat.

"Don't touch me!" Tadase muttered, his heart hammering. Ikuto was stunned, his hands clutching thin air after Tadase had slipped out, his tiny body fitting easily through Ikuto's arms.

Ikuto tried to summon that cool smile as he retorted, "You know you don't mean that."

The two boys stared at each other, and Tadase was forced to admit, "I don't," but then blushed furiously. "But you like Amu, and I - I -"

"You what?" Ikuto ditched the icy exterior he normally assumed and peered at Tadase curiously. Tadase felt himself melt under the lovely eyes.

"I - I like you," He whispered, his eyes widening in mortification at what he had just said.

Ikuto's jaw dropped.

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I know, I left it at a cliffie, but I want to see how ppl react to this one first! SO please review and Chapter 2 will come out! 5 reviews needed!! :D