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Ikuto woke up to the sound of bubbly laughter. He was cold and felt stiff after his sleep. He sat up slowly and rubbed his tired eyes. Looking around at his surroundings, he saw he was in a park. He’d fallen asleep on one of the many stone benches surrounding the elaborate water fountain. No wonder I feel like crap, he thought.
Remembering why he woke up in the first place, Ikuto looked around for the source of laughter. He spotted a girl with pink shoulder-length hair wearing a slightly gothic outfit with a hint of a girly vibe. “Amu?” he mumbled, still slightly tired from his nap.
“Oh, uh, morning I-Ikuto,” Amu looked at him with a giddy yet embarrassed and slightly guilty look. She quickly shoved whatever she was looking at that made her laugh so much into her pocket. It shone like pink metal when she put it away.
Curious, he stood up and made his way closer to Amu. He bent down so his face was at the same level as hers. “Amu, what was that?”
“What was what?” she asked innocently enough, but her pretty golden eyes shifted towards the left and she bit her lip lightly.
“What did you just put in your pocket?” Ikuto whispered breathily into her ear. He felt a thrill of delight when her face started to resemble the colour of a tomato. She was just too much fun to tease.
“I-i-it w-was n-n-nothing. R-really, nothing,” Amu managed to stutter less on the last part, but it was obvious she was lying.
Amu started to lean away from him, but Ikuto put his hand around the other side of her face and pushed her closer towards him again. Pressing his lips to her ear he said, “Tell me, Amu.” He could see the shiver that ran through her body as he said this, causing him to grin devilishly in pleasure. Ikuto could tell without looking that her face was a bright shade of red.
“It’s just my camera...” she mumbled, and slowly withdrew it from her coat pocket. It was a little digital camera made out of pink metal with black swirl patterns adorning the surface.
Ikuto sat down beside her on the bench, and leaned back casually. “And what was on it that was making you laugh?” he asked in a bored tone, although he was extremely anxious to figure this out.
She stared down at her camera as she shuffled it between her fingers. “Nothing really,” Amu answered, “just a video...”
“A video of what?” Ikuto asked, leaning closer in to her face, which, in turn, caused Amu to lean backwards.
“It’s really stupid!” Amu blurted, waving her hands around a little crazily. “You wouldn’t like it! In fact, I don’t like it! I mean, it’s really nothing...”
“Amu, tell me,” he demanded in a more serious tone. Ikuto was getting bored of waiting around for her answer, especially when she kept avoiding a proper response.
He saw Amu swallow before handing him her camera. Ikuto hit the button to turn it on, and it flashed to life. The screen showed up black with a little symbol for a play button. He pressed play on the cameras options menu. A video popped up of him sleeping on the bench he just woke up on top of. He was just laying there for a little while before he started to... purr!? Ikuto felt his eyes widen. What the-!? While watching the video he almost crushed her camera in his hands. This was so embarrassing.
Ikuto looked up at Amu to see she had an expression on her face as if she was trying not to laugh. Her mouth was pressed into a thin line and her eyes sparkled in delight. She stayed frozen like that for a couple seconds before she burst into the same bubbly laughter that had woke him up.
She began talking between bursts of laughter. “You were purring for so long! Just lying on that bench purring! And I knew that I had to get my camera out and take a video. It was just too cute!” Amu broke out into hysterics again.
Ikuto felt himself blush slightly out of embarrassment. He felt so stupid now for forcing Amu to show him that video. “I’m deleting it,” he decided once his blush had cooled down.
Amu’s laughter abruptly stopped and turned into a worried look. “Ikuto, no, don’t!” Ikuto didn’t respond so she kept talking, “Please! It’s just so cute!”
“That’s it, I’m deleting it,” he pressed the little delete button on the camera, and watched happily as the little trashcan symbol flashed onto the screen.
Amu pouted as she looked up at him, “Ikuto...”
“What?” he sighed. He hated when she pouted like that, it was too cute, so cute it was hard to resist her.
“I bet I can make you purr again!” she grinned devilishly up at him. It was so unlike Amu, and it made Ikuto interested to hear her proposal.
“Really? You’re betting on it, are you?” Ikuto’s smirk popped back onto his face.
“Yes, and if I win I get to film you purring again.” Amu smiled triumphantly at him.
“And if I win?” Ikuto prompted.
“Um... I don’t know... what do you want?” Ikuto knew Amu would be sorry for asking that later, once she lost the bet.
He shrugged, “I guess I’ll think of something if I win.”
“Fine,” said Amu. “So what are the rules?”
“I’ll visit you every day for three days. If you can make me... purr... within that time, you win. If not, I win.” What a great bet, thought Ikuto. If I win, I get to collect whatever ‘prize’ I want. And as a bonus, I get to visit her every day. The only downside is if she wins, which she won’t. “So is it a deal?”
“It’s a deal,” Amu nodded.

Day 1
Amu had stopped by the grocery store on her way home from the park with Ami to pick up a certain something for Ikuto’s visit. Amu practically had to drag Ami home because she was so hyper that she pointed everything out to her and asked her to buy it. To get home Amu had to buy her taiyaki, two stuffed animals, and a package of strawberry pocky.
Eventually Amu had made it home. She dumped her sister off with her parents then dashed up to her bedroom. She sighed in relief as she collapsed on to her bed. “Ah... finally.”
“Hm, were you looking forward to seeing me that much?”
“Waah!” Amu jumped up on her bed and whipped around to see Ikuto standing there watching her. She clutched her hand to her chest, “Ikuto! You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that! Especially not me!”
“Aww, but it’s so much fun,” he complained.
Yoru made his way over to Miki, Suu, and Ran as Ikuto and Amu talked. Amu looked over briefly to see Yoru lick Miki’s blushing cheek, as Ran and Suu cheered him on.
Amu mumbled under her breath as she stood up. She withdrew the little package she had bought earlier and dangled it in front of his face.
“What is that?” Ikuto asked dryly.
“Catnip!” Amu smiled gleefully. She opened the little satchel and poured the contents on top of him. She watched in anticipation, but all Ikuto did was sit there and stare at her. Yoru, however, flew over and rolled around in the catnip for several minutes. Amu’s Charas giggled as they watched his silly display, and Amu joined in their laughter.
“Looks like today you failed, Amu. Two days left.” He told me as he turned towards my balcony door.
“Hey! Don’t say my name like that!” She yelled after him as he jumped off her balcony.

Day 2
Amu had spent the night before planning out what she would do today to get Ikuto to purr. After looking up information about cats purring, she found that affection towards your ‘cat’ worked the best. So, as soon as Ikuto stepped through the door she launched herself at him and threw her arms around him in a hug. “Ikuto!” she cheered blissfully.
“Are you okay? You seem unusually happy to see me,” Ikuto remarked.
“Aren’t you happy to see me?” Amu tried, hoping he’d just magically start purring.
“Sure,” he answered somewhat warily.
Amu made a disappointed noise before saying, “You’re still not purring!” This was harder than she thought it was going to be.
“You’ll have try harder than that to win, Amu.” Ikuto taunted as he grabbed her chin and pulled her face close to his.
Amu blushed as she noticed how close their lips were. She could even feel his breath. “I’m not trying that!” She yelled as she pushed him backwards.
Ikuto only smirked as he reminded her that she only had one day left before he won.

Day 3
Amu had come up with another plan, a good plan. She was fairly sure it would work. Actually it had to work, because Ikuto could not be allowed to collect his prize! Amu knew it was going to be something perverted. She was beginning to regret making this deal now. At the time she had thought it was going to be easy to win, but Ikuto was being difficult. I can’t wait to try out my plan tonight, Amu thought as she walked home from school.

Ikuto jumped up onto Amu’s balcony, using the skills Yoru had given him. He walked through her open door so quietly she didn’t notice. Perfect. As he got closer he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her tightly against his chest, and then bit down lightly on her ear.
“Wh-what are you doing!?” Amu demanded as she struggled against his grip. “Get off of me!”
“Aww, but you were so happy to see me yesterday,” he purred into her ear. Ikuto felt a smirk of triumph grow on his face as Amu blushed. “This is the last day before the bet is over, Amu. Do you want to know what my prize is going to be?”
“No! No I don’t, because you aren’t going to win! Now sit down!” Amu commanded.
“I just love it when you order me around,” Ikuto smirked at her as he sat down on the floor in front of Amu’s bed.
Amu walked towards him and sat down on the floor beside him. Ikuto regarded her with intrigue as she raised her right hand closer to his head. Amu wound her fingers through his hair and began running her fingers through it, as if she was petting him. Ikuto closed his eyes and simply revelled in the soothing feeling of her hands in his hair. After a while he felt that he was going to purr. He tried extremely hard not to, he even bit his lip, but he felt too happy, and it just slipped out. Against his will, Ikuto started purring.
“Ah, you’re purring! I win!” Amu cheered. Ikuto opened his eyes long enough to see her reach over to her bedside table and grab her camera. He didn’t even care anymore, as long as she kept her hands moving through his hair. “Now I get to film you!” Amu taunted, as she switched the camera on. Ikuto only purred louder in response and shifted closer towards her. He knew he was being far too docile, but did it really matter anymore?
After a couple of minutes, Ikuto heard noises coming from her camera, signalling that it was shutting down. Amu, however, continued to run her hands through his hair. “You’re so cute when you’re like this,” Amu said jokingly, and laughed.
That’s when Ikuto knew it was time to leave. If he was being called cute, then obviously he was being too submissive, too tame. He was acting like a pet cat. He abruptly stood up, startling Amu. “Where are you going?” she asked, her voice sounded slightly disappointed.
“Hmm, do you care where I go?” He teased her.
“Of course not!” She pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.
Ikuto walked towards her balcony door, and stopped. “Amu, don’t ever show anyone that video,” he told her, facing the door as he said it.
“Why not?” Ikuto could practically hear Amu’s pout in her voice.
“Because, Amu, I only purr for you.” Ikuto turned around to see Amu with a confused look and a lot of blush on her face.
“Pervert,” she mumbled.
“You’re calling me a pervert? You’re the one who watched me purr. And you did seem quite pleased about it too.” As he talked to her, Ikuto moved closer towards her.
“Get out!” Amu yelled, her face turning a bright red.
“After I do one more thing.” Ikuto placed his hand behind Amu’s head and pulled her closer. He swiftly pressed his lips against hers before turning back towards the balcony. Ikuto heard yelling directed at him from Amu’s room as he jumped over the railing and disappeared into the night.

Description
Ikuto woke up to the sound of bubbly laughter. He was cold and felt stiff after his sleep. He sat up slowly and rubbed his tired eyes. Looking around at his surroundings, he saw he was in a park. He’d fallen asleep on one of the many stone benches surrounding the elaborate water fountain. No wonder I feel like crap, he thought.
Remembering why he woke up in the first place, Ikuto looked around for the source of laughter. He spotted a girl with pink shoulder-length hair wearing a slightly gothic outfit with a hint of a girly vibe. “Amu?” he mumbled, still slightly tired from his nap.
“Oh, uh, morning I-Ikuto,” Amu looked at him with a giddy yet embarrassed and slightly guilty look. She quickly shoved whatever she was looking at that made her laugh so much into her pocket. It shone like pink metal when she put it away.
Curious, he stood up and made his way closer to Amu. He bent down so his face was at the same level as hers. “Amu, what was that?”
“What was what?” she asked innocently enough, but her pretty golden eyes shifted towards the left and she bit her lip lightly.
“What did you just put in your pocket?” Ikuto whispered breathily into her ear. He felt a thrill of delight when her face started to resemble the colour of a tomato. She was just too much fun to tease.
“I-i-it w-was n-n-nothing. R-really, nothing,” Amu managed to stutter less on the last part, but it was obvious she was lying.
Amu started to lean away from him, but Ikuto put his hand around the other side of her face and pushed her closer towards him again. Pressing his lips to her ear he said, “Tell me, Amu.” He could see the shiver that ran through her body as he said this, causing him to grin devilishly in pleasure. Ikuto could tell without looking that her face was a bright shade of red.
“It’s just my camera...” she mumbled, and slowly withdrew it from her coat pocket. It was a little digital camera made out of pink metal with black swirl patterns adorning the surface.
Ikuto sat down beside her on the bench, and leaned back casually. “And what was on it that was making you laugh?” he asked in a bored tone, although he was extremely anxious to figure this out.
She stared down at her camera as she shuffled it between her fingers. “Nothing really,” Amu answered, “just a video...”
“A video of what?” Ikuto asked, leaning closer in to her face, which, in turn, caused Amu to lean backwards.
“It’s really stupid!” Amu blurted, waving her hands around a little crazily. “You wouldn’t like it! In fact, I don’t like it! I mean, it’s really nothing...”
“Amu, tell me,” he demanded in a more serious tone. Ikuto was getting bored of waiting around for her answer, especially when she kept avoiding a proper response.
He saw Amu swallow before handing him her camera. Ikuto hit the button to turn it on, and it flashed to life. The screen showed up black with a little symbol for a play button. He pressed play on the cameras options menu. A video popped up of him sleeping on the bench he just woke up on top of. He was just laying there for a little while before he started to... purr!? Ikuto felt his eyes widen. What the-!? While watching the video he almost crushed her camera in his hands. This was so embarrassing.
Ikuto looked up at Amu to see she had an expression on her face as if she was trying not to laugh. Her mouth was pressed into a thin line and her eyes sparkled in delight. She stayed frozen like that for a couple seconds before she burst into the same bubbly laughter that had woke him up.
She began talking between bursts of laughter. “You were purring for so long! Just lying on that bench purring! And I knew that I had to get my camera out and take a video. It was just too cute!” Amu broke out into hysterics again.
Ikuto felt himself blush slightly out of embarrassment. He felt so stupid now for forcing Amu to show him that video. “I’m deleting it,” he decided once his blush had cooled down.
Amu’s laughter abruptly stopped and turned into a worried look. “Ikuto, no, don’t!” Ikuto didn’t respond so she kept talking, “Please! It’s just so cute!”
“That’s it, I’m deleting it,” he pressed the little delete button on the camera, and watched happily as the little trashcan symbol flashed onto the screen.
Amu pouted as she looked up at him, “Ikuto...”
“What?” he sighed. He hated when she pouted like that, it was too cute, so cute it was hard to resist her.
“I bet I can make you purr again!” she grinned devilishly up at him. It was so unlike Amu, and it made Ikuto interested to hear her proposal.
“Really? You’re betting on it, are you?” Ikuto’s smirk popped back onto his face.
“Yes, and if I win I get to film you purring again.” Amu smiled triumphantly at him.
“And if I win?” Ikuto prompted.
“Um... I don’t know... what do you want?” Ikuto knew Amu would be sorry for asking that later, once she lost the bet.
He shrugged, “I guess I’ll think of something if I win.”
“Fine,” said Amu. “So what are the rules?”
“I’ll visit you every day for three days. If you can make me... purr... within that time, you win. If not, I win.” What a great bet, thought Ikuto. If I win, I get to collect whatever ‘prize’ I want. And as a bonus, I get to visit her every day. The only downside is if she wins, which she won’t. “So is it a deal?”
“It’s a deal,” Amu nodded.

Day 1
Amu had stopped by the grocery store on her way home from the park with Ami to pick up a certain something for Ikuto’s visit. Amu practically had to drag Ami home because she was so hyper that she pointed everything out to her and asked her to buy it. To get home Amu had to buy her taiyaki, two stuffed animals, and a package of strawberry pocky.
Eventually Amu had made it home. She dumped her sister off with her parents then dashed up to her bedroom. She sighed in relief as she collapsed on to her bed. “Ah... finally.”
“Hm, were you looking forward to seeing me that much?”
“Waah!” Amu jumped up on her bed and whipped around to see Ikuto standing there watching her. She clutched her hand to her chest, “Ikuto! You shouldn’t sneak up on people like that! Especially not me!”
“Aww, but it’s so much fun,” he complained.
Yoru made his way over to Miki, Suu, and Ran as Ikuto and Amu talked. Amu looked over briefly to see Yoru lick Miki’s blushing cheek, as Ran and Suu cheered him on.
Amu mumbled under her breath as she stood up. She withdrew the little package she had bought earlier and dangled it in front of his face.
“What is that?” Ikuto asked dryly.
“Catnip!” Amu smiled gleefully. She opened the little satchel and poured the contents on top of him. She watched in anticipation, but all Ikuto did was sit there and stare at her. Yoru, however, flew over and rolled around in the catnip for several minutes. Amu’s Charas giggled as they watched his silly display, and Amu joined in their laughter.
“Looks like today you failed, Amu. Two days left.” He told me as he turned towards my balcony door.
“Hey! Don’t say my name like that!” She yelled after him as he jumped off her balcony.

Day 2
Amu had spent the night before planning out what she would do today to get Ikuto to purr. After looking up information about cats purring, she found that affection towards your ‘cat’ worked the best. So, as soon as Ikuto stepped through the door she launched herself at him and threw her arms around him in a hug. “Ikuto!” she cheered blissfully.
“Are you okay? You seem unusually happy to see me,” Ikuto remarked.
“Aren’t you happy to see me?” Amu tried, hoping he’d just magically start purring.
“Sure,” he answered somewhat warily.
Amu made a disappointed noise before saying, “You’re still not purring!” This was harder than she thought it was going to be.
“You’ll have try harder than that to win, Amu.” Ikuto taunted as he grabbed her chin and pulled her face close to his.
Amu blushed as she noticed how close their lips were. She could even feel his breath. “I’m not trying that!” She yelled as she pushed him backwards.
Ikuto only smirked as he reminded her that she only had one day left before he won.

Day 3
Amu had come up with another plan, a good plan. She was fairly sure it would work. Actually it had to work, because Ikuto could not be allowed to collect his prize! Amu knew it was going to be something perverted. She was beginning to regret making this deal now. At the time she had thought it was going to be easy to win, but Ikuto was being difficult. I can’t wait to try out my plan tonight, Amu thought as she walked home from school.

Ikuto jumped up onto Amu’s balcony, using the skills Yoru had given him. He walked through her open door so quietly she didn’t notice. Perfect. As he got closer he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her tightly against his chest, and then bit down lightly on her ear.
“Wh-what are you doing!?” Amu demanded as she struggled against his grip. “Get off of me!”
“Aww, but you were so happy to see me yesterday,” he purred into her ear. Ikuto felt a smirk of triumph grow on his face as Amu blushed. “This is the last day before the bet is over, Amu. Do you want to know what my prize is going to be?”
“No! No I don’t, because you aren’t going to win! Now sit down!” Amu commanded.
“I just love it when you order me around,” Ikuto smirked at her as he sat down on the floor in front of Amu’s bed.
Amu walked towards him and sat down on the floor beside him. Ikuto regarded her with intrigue as she raised her right hand closer to his head. Amu wound her fingers through his hair and began running her fingers through it, as if she was petting him. Ikuto closed his eyes and simply revelled in the soothing feeling of her hands in his hair. After a while he felt that he was going to purr. He tried extremely hard not to, he even bit his lip, but he felt too happy, and it just slipped out. Against his will, Ikuto started purring.
“Ah, you’re purring! I win!” Amu cheered. Ikuto opened his eyes long enough to see her reach over to her bedside table and grab her camera. He didn’t even care anymore, as long as she kept her hands moving through his hair. “Now I get to film you!” Amu taunted, as she switched the camera on. Ikuto only purred louder in response and shifted closer towards her. He knew he was being far too docile, but did it really matter anymore?
After a couple of minutes, Ikuto heard noises coming from her camera, signalling that it was shutting down. Amu, however, continued to run her hands through his hair. “You’re so cute when you’re like this,” Amu said jokingly, and laughed.
That’s when Ikuto knew it was time to leave. If he was being called cute, then obviously he was being too submissive, too tame. He was acting like a pet cat. He abruptly stood up, startling Amu. “Where are you going?” she asked, her voice sounded slightly disappointed.
“Hmm, do you care where I go?” He teased her.
“Of course not!” She pouted and crossed her arms over her chest.
Ikuto walked towards her balcony door, and stopped. “Amu, don’t ever show anyone that video,” he told her, facing the door as he said it.
“Why not?” Ikuto could practically hear Amu’s pout in her voice.
“Because, Amu, I only purr for you.” Ikuto turned around to see Amu with a confused look and a lot of blush on her face.
“Pervert,” she mumbled.
“You’re calling me a pervert? You’re the one who watched me purr. And you did seem quite pleased about it too.” As he talked to her, Ikuto moved closer towards her.
“Get out!” Amu yelled, her face turning a bright red.
“After I do one more thing.” Ikuto placed his hand behind Amu’s head and pulled her closer. He swiftly pressed his lips against hers before turning back towards the balcony. Ikuto heard yelling directed at him from Amu’s room as he jumped over the railing and disappeared into the night.