[Fanfiction] With You

September 13th

Amu’s POV (This is rated T, right? xD Beware of cursing!)

“I. Am. So. Fucking. Pissed. Right. Now.”

“What the hell is wrong with you, Utau?”

“I can’t believe they are doing this to me!!”

“Utau. Chill; sit down; be a good girl; and tell me what happened.”

Reluctantly, Utau did as she was told. She came—no barged is more like it—in my apartment on a Saturday morning at 7 a.m. She came in screaming and cursing about something and I have no clue what the hell she is talking about. It seems I’m about to find out.

“My wedding is postponed.”

“…”

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“WHAT???!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. “That’s just blasphemy! Why?!” If the people at the church did that to my wedding—or at least I hope I have one—they would have been murdered in two seconds flat.

“Because the frickin’ carpenters can’t finish a part of the church in time for the wedding,” she explained. “And of course Kukai is all gentlemanly and says it’ll be fine to postpone it to a later date.” She had a cute pout on her face.

“How late?”

“Two weeks.”

“It’s not that bad, I guess.” I did the math in my head. That will be October 4th right?

“But I really want to have it on the 20th…”

“Are you going to call everyone to tell them the news?”

“Well, I don’t want them to arrive at the doorsteps of the church when a wedding isn’t even happening on that day!”

“That’ll take forever…” How many people did she invite again? More than I can count.

“Yea…” Her face fell.

I racked my brains to say something to cheer her up. “Look on the bright side, you have more time to decorate and plan the wedding!”

She sent daggers at me. “You are not helping, Amu.”

“Sorry…” My face fell.

“It’s ok. I’m just…mad.”

“That’s an understatement,” I said. She laughed softly at my remark. Hey, at least I cheered her up a little!

“What’s with all the noise?” a husky and groggy voice asked. I turned around and saw Ikuto in his light blue pajamas with his messy cobalt hair. I’m surprised he only awoke now. Usually he’s an early bird and he has sensitive hearing so he should have heard Utau stomp in the house. Suspicious…this calls for investigating!

“Ikuto!!!”

Eh? I turned back around but Utau was already gone. I turned back to Ikuto’s direction and Utau was clinging onto his neck and squealing with delight. I sweatdropped. Even if she’s over the over brotherly complex, she still won’t change.

“Ikuto! I haven’t seen you in SO long!” Utau said in a super girly voice that almost made me gag.

“I just saw you a few days ago, Utau.” He rolled his eyes.

“Eh~? Don’t you want me here, Ikuto?”

“No.”

“You’re so mean!!” she wailed.

I giggled at their little sibling fight. Those two are the same as usual.

Ring! Ring!

“Ah.”

Utau got off of Ikuto.

“Hello?” Utau answered in a business-like voice. I laughed quietly at the sudden change of her tone.

“Hi, Kukai!”

Kukai? I looked towards Utau.

“Ok. I’ll be right over,” Utau spoke to Kukai. She closed her phone and faced me.

“Kukai needs me for something so I have to go.”

“Oh, ok. See you later,” I said, as she turned the doorknob.

“Bye, but before that—” She ran to Ikuto and pounced on top of him and then she went out of our apartment and closed the door.

…Wow.

Now for the investigating.

I looked at Ikuto and it seems he was falling asleep while standing. I giggled inside; he looked so cute! I slowly crept up to him and brought my lips to his. I wrapped my arms around his neck. Ikuto was surprised as first but he got more into the kiss and brought me closer to his chest.

I broke the kiss and started with my questions. “Ok, spit it out. Why are you so weird today?”

“What do you mean…?”

“Usually when I kiss you, you do perverted things to me that make me blush nonstop.”

“Your point is…?”

“Why are you so tired? Utau practically stormed in this room and you didn’t even wake up. You usually wake up at the tiniest sound but now look at you.” I shook my head in disapproval. “What exactly did you do last night?”

“I was out with some friends,” he admitted and yawned a little.

“Where did you go?” I asked, continuing my little detective case.

“None of your business,” he replied, breaking away from my hold. He headed towards our bedroom while I followed him.

“Tell me!” I demanded. No answer. He went back to bed and pulled the covers over his shoulders.

“ ‘Night,” he called over his shoulder. I pouted. He’s being a bit stubborn isn’t he? I got in bed with him. I was sleepy, after all.

“Ikuto,” I whined. No answer.

“Ikuto~” Same result.

“Tsukiyomi Ikuto!” Same reply.

“Ikuto-koi.” He moved a bit. Aha! At least I got something from him. I hugged him from behind.

“Will you tell me where you went yesterday, Ikuto-koi?” I asked in my most sweet and innocent tone.

“Ah, damn it, Amu! Why are you doing this to me??”

I smiled. “Because I’m curious.”

“No is no.”

“Hmph, fine. Be that way.” I edged far away from him with my back facing him.

“Aw, Amu.”

“Good night,” I responded. I then felt arms wrap around my waist and pulled me to his waist. Couldn’t he have just move towards me? No, he had to be so damn strong and pull me to him.

“Don’t be like that. I have my reasons.”

I deliberated for a moment. “…fine. I’ll let you off the hook this time but don’t think I won’t interrogate you the next time.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he said in a playful voice. I giggled.

“Now get some sleep because we’re both tired at the moment.”

He chuckled. “Fine, but one more thing…” He twisted me around and planted his lips on mine. “I needed that first to get some energy. Good night.” He closed his eyelids with his arms still around me and leaving me to blush.

That was…interesting.

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10:00 a.m.

“Bye, Ikuto! I’m going to work,” I hollered. Ikuto was going to start a new single starting at noon with Yuki, his manager.

“See you at seven.” Ikuto hugged and kissed my passionately and I headed out the door. We’re just like a married couple…I shook my head fervently as I realized what I was saying. There is no way…

Rima received a job at this designer company two months ago. Apparently, Rima showed her designs to the head of the company because she wanted a line of her own. The president of the company agreed to have her line and she now has her own line. Rima offered me a job as her secretary and I happily agreed. The pay is good too. The bad thing was that Rima wasn’t here. She was a honeymoon with Nagihiko in Hawaii.

I went to my car and opened the door but I noticed something else. My tire was flat. There was a hole that was a centimeter in diameter.

“What the fuck?” I whispered to myself. I then saw a note stuck to the windscreen wiper.

It’s just the beginning.

I crumpled the paper. That note from a few days ago must have done this. Well I’ve had enough! I don’t want to be pranked and stuff! And who the hell would do this? A fan of Ikuto? Or maybe Ikuto’s manager, Yuki?? Hey, it’s possible. Yuki isn’t very fond of me so I avoid her as much as possible. But what am I going to do about the tire? And if I don’t hurry, I’ll be late!

I stormed back to my apartment and opened the door. I marched to my room and opened the door only to see Ikuto half-naked. His six-pack was clearly visible on his well-toned chest. His muscular arms were noticeable as well. I blushed fifty shades of red.

“Eek!!” I shut my eyes and closed the door. Aw, crap. I didn’t mean to do that! Great, he’s going to tease me all day.

The door opened and Ikuto hugged me from behind.

“You know, if you wanted to see me shirtless so bad, you can just ask.”

“This is no time for games, Ikuto. Our tire got popped.” I turned around to face him. “Do you know how or why?”

He had a puzzled look. “It was fine when I used it last night. I’ll take care of it.”

“Thanks, Ikuto.” I gave him a quick peck on the lips. “But I think I’ll walk to the building or get a taxi. It’ll be quicker.”

“Ok, I’ll pick you up at seven.”

“Ok, thanks again.” I smiled at him.

The note from Wednesday was still under the mattress of my bed.

Stay away from Ikuto.

Now I have a note saying:

It’s just the beginning.

Just what is going on??

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6:45 p.m.

“Bye, Amu-chan!”

“See you tomorrow, Aya!” I yelled and waved. Saito Aya. I became friends with her when I first came here. She was the head of all the people that did the computer graphics and such for Rima’s line. She had wavy, brown hair that is extends to the middle of her back and she has emerald eyes. She’s super nice and caring and hardly is ever mad.

“What happened to your hand?”

I looked at bandaged hand. Underneath the white cloth, there was a deep gash. “I accidently cut myself.”

“You should be more careful.” She held a worried expression.

“Don’t worry, I was just clumsy. I’ll be more careful. Good night!”

“Kay. See you, Amu-chan!”

I left the room and hopped in an elevator. I pressed 1 and the elevator descended. I waited patiently for the elevator to reach the first floor. As I waited, my thoughts drifted to what happened today.

X-x-Flashback-x-X

“Morning, Aya!”

“Hey, Amu-chan! You’re a bit late today.”

“Something happened to my car.”

“Oh? What happened?”

I took a deep breath. “When I went to my car today, I found a flat tire with a hole in it. I don’t know if it’s a prank or something but I sure am pissed,” I fumed. I didn’t tell her that I thought it might have been Yuki.

“I’m sure it was a prank. You should have a spare tire in the trunk if something like this happens again. I’m sure the kids won’t do it again.” She smiled. She is too nice.

“Ok. I will. See you later in the day.”

“Kay.”

I went into my office and sat down. Rima is the best. She gave me my own room that’s not big but not small. It’s also right next door to hers and I love my office. I have my own desk, computer, sofa, it’s cool.

Ring! Ring!

I reached into my bag and pulled out my iPhone. Hmm…an anonymous caller.

“Hello?”

“Surprise!!” a high-pitched voice squealed. Oh my god…

“Rima?!?!?!”

“The one and only.”

“Oh my god! It’s been ages! How’s your honeymoon going?”

“Great! And we did what newlyweds did.”

“Does that mean you guys—”

“Yea…” she trailed off.

“Ooh, you bad girl, Rima,” I teased.

“You have no right to talk, Amu,” she protested. “What about all those times you flirt with Ikuto, look at him when he sleeps, shares food by mouth-to mouth, and let’s not forget that you seduce him by—”

“I did not!!” I shouted, probably too loud since people walking down the hall peered into my room.

“Uh huh, sure. So has Ikuto proposed to you yet?”

“No…” My tone turned sad. I’ve been waiting and waiting but he doesn’t show any signs that he’s going to propose to me. Actually, now that I think about it, why would he show signs? Don’t all men want it to be a surprise? I opened my computer and the drawer. Before I reached in, I typed in the password and everything on the computer.

“I’m sure he will. He loves you too much to not.” I reached in the drawer to grab a pen.

“I hope you’re right. But last night, he came home really late and—MOTHER FUCKER!! OW!!!”

“What happened, Amu?!?!” Rima yelled urgently. I heard her voice when I dropped my cell phone on the desk. Right there in my drawer was a knife with the blade facing up. There was a deep gash in my right hand that was two inches long. Blood started to seep out. God damn it! It hurts so much! I then heard Rima’s shouts from the phone. Crap, I forgot about her.

“Hey, Rima. Sorry.”

“What happened?? One minute I hear you talking about Ikuto and then the next minute you curse and yell in pain.”

“That’s because I found a knife in my drawer with the sharp side facing up. The knife was somehow taped, I don’t know. But I don’t know who the hell did this but I’m gonna kill them if I find out who did this! And an hour ago, I found my car having a flat tire with a hole in it.”

“Hmm…first of all, are you alright?”

“No,” I flatly responded. Blood was trailing down my arm. “I’m getting the first aid kit though.” I opened the other drawer on my left side. I took the first aid kit and placed it on my desk. I tried opening it but it wouldn’t work.

Then I saw a nail that was bolted so it was impossible to open the box by hand.

“Unbelievable…” I whispered.

“What?”

“A nail is bolted in the kit preventing it to be opened by hand. It’s like someone hates me with all their gut and wants to make my life miserable!!”

“This isn’t the first time.”

I shivered. Of course. How can I forget Fukushima-san, Keiichiro’s mother? All her attempts to try to kill me will forever be engraved in my mind. Who can I ever forget the pain I’ve been through?

“...go to the bathroom first to do something about your hand.”

“Ok, I’ll be right back. Don’t hang up yet.” I picked up my iPhone with my left hand and walked a few steps to the bathroom right across from my room. I washed my hand with warm water and dabbed the wound with a tissue and wiped the blood off. It was stinging by the time I was done but it looks better. Then more blood trickled out of the injury. I just wrapped a napkin around it. I picked up the iPhone to speak to Rima.

“I managed to somehow treat it. What’s up?”

“Who do you think did this?”

“I’m not sure. It’s probably a fangirl or something I think it’s Ikuto’s manager, Yuki.”

“What does she look like? Tell me everything about her.”

“I’ll try but I’m not a stalker like you.”

“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that.”

“She has blonde hair and blue eyes,” I began. “She’s nice and caring towards Ikuto but I think she hates me. Scratch that, she loathes me.”

“There is a chance that it is her but don’t count on it. Maybe she just hates you for you did.”

“But I didn’t do anything,” I protested. “When she first laid eyes on me, I could see hate in her eyes.”

“Hmm…I’m not sure. Just keep your guard up. Who knows what will happen. And I have to go now. Sorry I can’t be of much help.”

“No, you helped me out a lot. Thanks for helping me out, Rima. I feel a lot better.” I smiled to myself. I haven’t talked with my friends for a long time. Ran, Miki, and Su have been really busy with work and everything. Ran is striving to be a professional athlete, Miki is going to be a fashion designer like Rima, and Su is aiming to become the best cook of the century. “Say hi to Nagihiko for me, will you?”

“Sure. Bye!”

“Kay. Have fun with him!” I snickered.

“Hey!” she said.

I closed my phone and giggled but then remembered my hand. Guess I’ll have to ask for some bandages at the front desk…

But who is doing all of this?

I went back to my desk to put my phone away. I then saw something in the drawer. There was a folded piece of paper in it that I failed to notice.

There’s more to where that came from.

Who is doing this?!?!

X-x-End of Flashback-x-X (whew that was long!! 3 pages!!)

Present

I came out of the elevator and walked out the front door to wait for Ikuto. I stood on the bottom of the last set of marble staircases that led to the massive building. I looked up and gazed at the moon that already appeared.

Ring! Ring!

Who could it be this time? It doesn’t have a caller ID for this number.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Amu-chan!” I heard three voices chorused. My day is getting a bit better.

“Oh my god! Ran, Miki, Su? Is that you?” (A/N: Haha, that rhymed xD)

“Yep! Guess what, Amu-chan?”

“What, Ran?”

“I made it in one of the best international soccer team there is.”

“Really? I’m so proud of you, Ran. Congratulations!”

“Thanks! And how—hey! Give me back my phone, Miki!!”

“Hey, Amu-chan!” a new voice shouted. Miki. Wow, she sure is energetic. “Guess what? I’m an assistant to a person of a major line! Hopefully, I can start a new line soon like Rima.”

“That’s great, Miki!”

“I know, isn’t it? Hey, Su! I’m not done talking to Amu-chan!”

I giggled at their mini fight.

“Amu-chan! Su here! Guess what? I got a job at this famous restaurant!!”

“I’m so happy for you, Su! Let’s hope that you can start your own fancy restaurant.”

“I know, that would be nice right?”

“My turn!” I heard Ran yell and an objection from Su. “How have you been doing, Amu-chan? Anything exciting happen lately?”

I decided that since Ran, Miki, and Su have been my best friends for life, I should tell them what happened. “If you think being a victim of harsh pranks and someone who hates me is exciting, then yes.”

“What happened?” I heard Miki ask.

“A lot of things. Somebody poked a hole in my tire; put a knife in my drawer with the blade facing up; and threatening notes.”

“Poor Amu-chan!” Su wailed. “Is your hand ok?”

“Yea, I managed to patch it up. But when I reached for my first aid kit, it was bolted shut.”

“Someone sure has a grudge on you, Amu-chan.”

“I know, Ran, but who?”

“Hmm…” Miki started. “Has there been anyone who is weird around you? Like giving you death glares or tripping you?”

“Yes. Ikuto’s manager. Except not the tripping part.”

“Manager? For his violin songs?” Ran asked.

“Yea. She’s super pretty and definitely hates me.”

“I’m pretty sure that it’s her,” Miki said. Then Su came in. “But you shouldn’t judge people like that, Amu-chan!”

“I know, Su, but I seriously think it’s her!”

“Just keep your guard, Amu-chan. If you ever need us, call us. Actually, we’re visiting you quite soon.”

“Eh, really??” I asked, surprised and filled with joy. I’m so glad. I really need their support. Those three have moved halfway across the country to chase their dreams. But I’m glad they’re coming back.

“Hope you don’t mind us crashing in,” Ran laughed. “We may interrupt you and Ikuto having…er fun.”

“Ran! You little…!” I yelled in the phone, in embarrassment. I heard laughs from all three of them.

“We don’t know when we’re arriving because we have to arrange things with our bosses so yea. Just keep your ears and eyes open,” Miki said. “But we have to go now, Amu-chan.”

“Kay, you three. Bye!”

“Bye, Amu-chan!” Ran shouted. Then Su said, “Bye bye!”

“See you soon, Amu-chan! And keep on your toes,” Miki finished and the line went dead. I closed my phone and sighed in relief. I’m so happy that they are coming back!!

I suddenly sensed that I wasn’t alone out here in the dark.

I turned to my right. A small bush was right in front of me. I turned to my left. Nothing.

Then I saw it.

It was just for a second but I saw something shine. I squinted towards my left and saw it again. The silver light was coming towards me! I moved my head backwards and an arrow made contact with the marble wall that was in front of the bush.

“Whoa!!”

I ran towards my left but saw nobody. I looked to my left and right. I then saw something move out of the corner of my eye. Somebody with blonde hair. Is it Yuki? It’s hard to tell in the dark.

I went back to my waiting spot and picked up the arrow. There was a note tied to it. I unfolded it and it said:

Ikuto is mine.

I ripped it up in a million pieces and let it dance with the wind. This is ridiculous.

Beep! Beep!

I turned to my right and saw a car shining headlights at me. It was Ikuto. I rushed to the car and he came out to meet me.

“Hey, thanks for picking me up and fixing the tire.” I gave him a peck on the cheek and he immediately became uncomfortable.

“What’s wrong?”

“Umm…” His expression was clearly guilty.

“Spit it out.”

“…Yuki kissed me.

“…”

I waited for that to process in my head. “WHAT?!”

He sighed. “It was on the cheek, nothing more.”

“Why did you let her?!” I demanded.

“I didn’t! I was telling her that I had to pick you up and then she kissed me good-bye.”

I crossed my arms and sulked, not facing him.

“Are you mad at me?” I heard him softly whisper.

“What the hell do you think??”

“No?” he playfully suggested.

“Grr…” I lifted my hand up to smack him on the head but his stupid reflexes are always faster than mine. He caught my hand easily by the wrist and brought it down.

“What happened to your hand?” he asked, worried.

“Got a cut,” I stated, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

He brought it up to his lips and kissed my hand tenderly. “You should be more careful next time. And I’m sorry that Yuki kissed me.”

My anger softened. “It’s not entirely your fault.”

“But since she kissed me on the cheek, I need something else.”

His lips rammed into mine, making my legs weak. I would have collapsed if it were for Ikuto’s arms holding me up. I broke the kiss for air and gasped while Ikuto smirked.

“Now that was appetizing. Wanna take this to the bed?” he seductively whispered in my ear, making my legs weak once again.

“You perverted idiot!” I repeated hit him on the head while he just laughed and pulled me in for another kiss.

Now I’m certain that Yuki is sending me all these threatening notes and those pranks. I just have to figure out what she is planning to do next.