Fallout {Amuto story}

Unexpected Relations.

I'm sorry for not updating. It's just..... AUGH.

I really hate living ;-;

Here's the really overdue next chapter.

I know it's like two and a half months overdue... Sorry for leaving it at a cliffhanger.

Without further ado, chapter eight! •-•

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Baby Iku: As a apowogie Emi- Emi- Emawee ish letting Iku do da dishcwaimer.

Whe down't own Shugo Cwara.

Ikuto: ........ -_-

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うねxぺcてd れーあちおん

「Unexpected Relations」

Amu blinked for a couple of seconds, her face heated up. Heart pounding fiercely inside her chest.

"G-gomen!" She shrieked in apology, shutting the wide oak door with great haste. She covered her face in embarrassment, leaning her back against the door.

How she wanted greatly to bang her head against it.

"That vision will never come out of my mind." Amu mumbled through her hands.

Just the thought of it brought another overflowing blush.

She had just seen Ikuto.... Shirtless. The pinkette recalled his face when she opened the door to see his bare chest.

His arms still in the long sleeves, orbs widening and brows raised in sudden shock at her spontaneous demeanor.

There was a deep scar that stretched across his abbed chest. She couldn't help but ponder how many more scars he had but didn't dare open the door for fear of catching another glimpse of his god-like body.

What's he do, lift cows in his spare time?

The door began to creak open, applying a small pressure to her back.

Amu's face flushed a deep red as she turned to face a slightly smirking Ikuto.

He however, much to her relief, said nothing about the incident and was most definitely wearing a shirt.

He must've been apprehensive about it too. "Can I help you, Amu?"

His velvety voice did nothing but ignite another face flame, her face terribly red.

Amu's heart skipped a beat so loudly she was sure he could hear the 'Doki doki' inside her chest.

"Uh- uhm..." She stumbled with her words, pink lips parting in minor agitation after seeing a hot guy shirtless.

He folded his arms over his chest and waited with a smirk on his face.

One she would gladly do away with in an instant.

Another thump piqued her curiosity.

"I keep hearing thumping sounds..." She tried to peer into the doorway but Ikuto was blocking the doorway.

Her eyes flicked back to the bluenette in irritation. Embarrassment forgotten temporarily.

"I'm sure it's just your imagination." Ikuto smirked again but he seemed more wary, her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "I don't think so." Another thump. Her head was swimming with extreme curiosity.

Ikuto was obviously hiding something and she was gonna find out just exactly what it was.

She HAD to know.