Authors Note: Ikki from Amnesia

It's the feeling of being completely, hopelessly,

desperately in love with someone,

all the while knowing your feeling will never reach them.

Ikki looked down at the words printed in the book Kent had handed him.

"Yes... that's what it is.." He murmured, rubbing his finger over the words.

His magenta and turquoise eyes were fixated on the book when he heard a voice.

"Ikki. Your favorite customer is here."

His snapped his head up, discarding the book instantly in Kent's hands.

Kent looked after him, tutting lowly.

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"What can I get for you today Miss (Y/N)." 

(Y/N) looked up from her menu, looking at the blue haired man.

"Oh, hello. I'd like a cup of coffee to start please."

"Anything else?"

"No. Not yet." 

"I'll go get that Miss." Ikki started walking away, winking at her.

A look of distaste crossed her face she went back to her menu.

She simply disliked romance.

Her friends had tried to get her into it, but she found it disgusting.

So, what unfortunate luck she had to catch the eye of Ikki.

The man who made any girl fall head over heels for him with one glance of his eyes.

(Y/N) hated having his attention.  She was getting nasty phone calls from his fans, girls near him glaring at her and threatening messages.

For short. She now hated his guts.

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Why does she hate me?

Every girls loves me, so why doesn't she?

Why is it that the one girl I wish it would work on, it doesn't?

It's puzzling.

Every time I see her I feel like I'm drowning in my own feeling and I just can't die.

Why will she rejecting me!

"Ikki, pay attention!" Kent scolded, saving him from a burnt hand as the cup threatened to overflow.

Ikki snapped out of his thoughts looking back at the coffee and setting down the pitcher.

"Right..." He said slowly, picking it  up an walking to her table.

She sat straight and regal looking, setting down her menu on the table.

"Thank you." (Y/N) said, glaring at the cup as he set it down.

"Your welcome." Ikki answered, hoping she'd look at him.

No such luck.

Ikki walked back to the kitchen, not being able to stop glancing over at her.

...This pain he felt, it was so strong, to be hated so by someone you dearly loved..

Is there a way to fix this?

At all?

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Ikki stood at the side entrance of the cafe, his work done.

(Y/N) should leave approximately thirty-six minutes after his work day was over.

His predictions were right, her leaving near the time, looking up into the sky which was spitting down rain.

She took a few breaths, walking down the street, by now ot caring if she got soaked.

This was his chance.

Ikki sped up to her, tapping her shoulder.

(Y/N) flinched, twisting around to face him, her hands ready to pnch someone.

Ikki held his hands up, looking innocently at her.

"I'm just here to ask you if you needed an umbrella." He said, smiling.

(Y/N) scoffed, walking on, ignoring him.

He sped up with her, offering the umbrella handle to her.

(Y/N) stopped in her tracks, crossing her arms.

"Look. I want you to stop calling me. Stop looking at me, and stop talking to me. In fact, get out of my life. Your making it hell for me."

Ikki was taken aback by her statement, his heart feeling with she had stabbed him with a sharp spiked blade.

Then suddenly, it was like someone slapped him.

Maybe, If he showed her just how much he loved her, she'd understand!

"...I'll try." Ikki lied, walking on ahead, putting on his sunglasses, the gears turning in his head.

Ikki was good at any game that evolved his hands.

It was a common known fact.

That every fan girl knew.

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(Y/N) walked along the grey road.

It was sun set, and she was exhausted from a long day at work.

Her ear buds were in, blaring her favorite tunes as she waited for the train to go pass.

It was like any other day.

At least that's what it seemed like.

"Hey you."

"You!"

"Listen to us brat!"

She was roughly turned around to face five girls with angry expressions, her ear buds being yanked out.

"What do you think you're doing?" (Y/N) asked lithely,  a distasteful frown on her face.

The girl nearest to her pushed her backwards, making her stumble.

"You do that again, and your dead." (Y/N) growled, a dark look coming over her pretty features.

"Yeah right, those are just empty words. What are you doing with Ikki all the time? You should share! It's just not fair!" Another girl grabbed the fallen iphone, smashing it.

"That's it." (Y/N) ran forward, grabbing the nearest girl's collar, and pushing her backwards before walking on.

"How dare you!"

The girls grabbed her wrists, and another set grabbed the back of her neck, forcing her down to the ground.

Her face was shoved into the dirt, making her want to spit out the particles that had gone in her mouth.

"Leave her alone girls." Said a calm, but filled with venom, voice.

"Ikki!" Shrieked the youngest, hopping off (Y/N) and running off.

The others let go instantly, crowding to him.

"Oh, We're sorry you had to see that Ikki, It's just something between us, girls." The head fan girl declared, hugging his arm tightly.

Ikki narrowed his eyes, pushing her away.

"Well then, I just want to make it clear to you. If you touch her again... I will kill you." Ikki said suddenly, with a light hearted tone to it.

The fan girl's faces were shocked as they backed up before running away quickly.

(Y/N) stood up, spitting out her mouthful of dirt at him.

"Thanks..." She mumbled, turning her head away from him.

"What was that?" Ikki teased, leaning down to look at her.

(Y/N)'s face suddenly turned slightly pink as his face was inches away.

"I-I could have done it on my own!"

"I don't think so." He said, in a his best sultry coated tone.

(Y/N) backed up, her face turning angry.

"Leave me alone."

She went to move on, except a quick hand wrapped around her head, slapping a nasty smelling cloth on her face.

She fought for a moment, getting quickly weaker. Her limbs numb and useless.

Her vision faded and the sounds around her went away,

The last thing she saw, was the sad look on his face as she collapsed backwards into him.

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(Y/N) woke up sitting in a chair.

It was a bright blue room, the sun from outside hitting her face.

"Hello? She asked, disoriented as she stood, stumbling sideways.

She stumbled into something hard and firm.

(Y/N) slowly looked up to see Ikki.

"What am I doing here?" She hissed, trying to grab his collar, except with her dizziness, she ended up grabbing his shoulder, slumping to the side.

Ikki raised a hand to steady her, however (Y/N) growled "Don't touch me, I'm perfectly fine."

(Y/N) straightened, making her unsteady way to her bookbag next to the kitchen door.

"Why did you bring me here? I'm going hom-"

Suddenly, the memory of the cloth around her face...

That person must have been...

(Y/N) turned around as quickly as she could without falling on her face.

"Y-You! You used chloroform on me last night!" She slurred, her body getting pins and needles as she pointed accusingly at him.

Ikki sighed, walking over to her.

In her dreary state, he was able to cup her cheek without her flailing too much.

"Let... me go!" She took a swing at him, however it missed.

"I'm terribly sorry for doing this to you. I guess I'm acting like Toma did, aren't I?" Ikki asked, his hand covering his face as he said it, with a tone of shame.

"Love can really make you do insane things, I never knew it was this powerful. Never knew how irresistible you were to me." 

(Y/N)'s eyes widened, the relization hitting her.

Ikki... was very much in love with her.

Madly, insanely in love.

And he wouldn't plan out letting her outside till she loved him.

Well, that day would never come for her.

He eyes widened with disgust as Ikki pressed his lips against hers, lustfully, pulling her to him.

(Y/N) cursed the chloroform in her head.

Stupid thing. Why did people let other people use it!

She fought against the kiss, knowing she was too dreary too fully yank away from him.

He clutched her arms, as though he was afraid she'd vaporize.

It sickened her as he mumbled how he loved kissing her.

How he wished she'd love him back.

And no matter what, even if she hated him He'd try to win her love.

By any means possible...

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                                           I will make you love me, no matter what.