Amu looked at the cat-like boy she had last seen in the airport as he had deported to find his father. That had been almost 2 years ago, when she was 12."Ikuto." She murmered, as if in trance. "Amu." Ikuto replied as he looked at the now matured girl he had fell in l’amour with, 3 years before. "Amu." Ikuto a dit once more." May I come in? It's cold out here y'know." Amu looked up, snapping out of her dreamland."You haven't changed," she a dit as she stepped aside so the Neko could nimbly jump in from her balcony. He looked at her, grinning at how mature she had really become. She still had a stubborn...