Chapter 12 - What Proof?!

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[A/N]: I have gotten many PMs[private messages], lately about my spelling/grammar/flaws here and there that really are small but annoying and I thought I should just remind everyone that the main reason for this is because I often summit these on 'first draft' normally written around 1-3 am and most of the time they can be a bit rushed and rarely EVER do I go back and reread them and, or, fix/change them because…

1- This is just a fan fic. So I am mostly being lazy. *Smile*

2- I feel a bit rushed to update as fast as possible, (apologies for how long it sometimes takes, although I love this story and its readers. It's sadly not my first priority and sometimes it can make updates rather slow…) But! None the less I wish to update sooner because people will pm me to remind me just how many people wish for an update and I will try to write this in one go around 1 am and just upload it after maybe one read and then spend the time left over to read and reread my books and stories I plan on actually getting published.

So please understand and I really am sorry for all the flaws in my fanfics. :/ I'm thinking of reread and fixing everything once I've finished the story. (Because I've already almost forgotten most of the earlier chapters…blah. *sadface*) Buuuut, I still dunno…In the mean time, if you wish to fix these for me, give me a shout out but otherwise just ignore please and enjoy the story itself. :D

It may have flaws and holes and more questions than answers, however the plot was actually worked on for a quite awhile before I even tired to posting the first chapter and as hard as it is to believe, yes, it DOES have a plot… Cx But still…I hope you have enjoyed Mystery Games so far and will continue to stick with me as we go on this long and drawn out story. :D Thank you all! You mean the world to me!:3

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Chapter Twelve : What proof?! [Amu's POV special.]

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"Not now." Ikuto said, placing a kiss on my forehead gently. "All the questions can wait, right now let's just stay like this."

And remembering I wasn't the only one who had been struggling with everything the past few months, I let Ikuto hold me without any arguments and tried to comfort him as best I could.

I felt Ikuto tense up, cutting his breath shorter and deeper I knew he must be on the brink of tears. As I tighten my grip around him to insure he knew I wasn't going anywhere, I wondered silently… Ikuto is the bravest, toughest man I know. What is so horrible that it would bring him to tears?

What on earth could he be thinking?

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The sound of running water filled the bathroom as a soft knock on the door and a warm, familiar voice awoke me from my inner thoughts. "Amu, I brought your pajamas from the dryer." Ikuto's voice floated gently through the bathroom door. "You know the ones, with snacks and cakes and that colorful green girl that says 'Su'." There was an awkward pause and Ikuto continued cautiously, "May I come in?"

I gave a small smile to myself in the mirror before grabbing my towel and unlocking the door in answer to his question. Ikuto opened the door and peaked around the corner with his 'cat-like' ears perked slightly up and his mysterious deep blue eyes searching for my honey golden ones.

But the moment his eyes found me, his ears dropped and a small frown started to set in.

"What?" I asked slightly nervous, thoughts of the past few weeks racing through my mind once again. "What's wrong?"

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