Disclaimer: I don't own Shugo Chara or Microsoft Word.

"Utau, I need your help."

My sister looked at me lying lazily on my bed and raised an eyebrow at me. "Oh, really? With what?" she asked, almost sarcastically.

I took a deep breath before saying "I want to write a book."

She stared at me for a few seconds, seeing if I was serious, before doubling over with laughter. "Hey, that's not funny!" I whine. She kept laughing until she was gasping for air. She glanced at me and snickered.

"Really, Ikuto. You want to write a book? You, who can barely spell your own name, want to write a freaking book? I can see why you'd want my help, but you? Writing a book?"

"Yes, Utau, I want to write a book," I say, imitating her voice on the last word. "A book about my favorite Strawberry." I smirk at her, seeing the hatred in her eyes.

"I. WILL. NOT. LOSE. TO. HER!" she shouted. You would think their friendship would be a little less competitive. Scratch that- you think my sister would be a little less competitive.

I sigh. "Utau, just help me with the damn book."

"No. Not if it's about her"

"Fine then," I snap. "I'll write it myself."

XOXOXO

After Utau had stormed out of my room, I pulled out my laptop. Nothing too fancy, really. It's too slow to work for anything but typing, so I never use it. I open Microsoft Word and think for a moment.

20 Ways to Annoy Your Little Strawberry: A Guide by Ikuto Tsukiyomi

See? My spelling's not that bad.

I stare at the computer. Uh…what to write about…

Ooh! I got it! I grin and begin typing again.

1. Whisper to her in a seductive voice.

The story: Whenever I want to annoy my Amu, I whisper-in her ear of course- in the most seductive voice I can. She always calls me a pervert and hits me, but she blushes bright red. One time I'm sure we both remember was when she was on her balcony, staring at the stars, when I came up behind her and whispered "Hello, Amu," in a very seductive voice. She shrieked and turned around, yelling "You idiot! What was that for?" but her face told a different story. It was the color of her hair (pink), so I leaned in and whispered "I'm sorry, my Amu. Can you forgive me?" I nipped her ear gently, causing her to shriek again before she said "Ikuto Tsukiyomi, get the hell off my balcony!" I laughed and jumped down, but not before saying "Goodbye, Amu" in a sultry voice. She yelled "Pervert!" before going into her room and sliding the door shut.

My fingers ache once I've finished my paragraph. I've never typed this much before! I hear a knock on my door as I'm stretching my fingers. "Yeah, come in," I say. Utau peeks her head in my door.

"Ikuto, I changed my mind. I'll help you with your book if you want." She sounds sincere enough. I sigh and nod my head.

"How about you proofread what I have?" My sister grins and yanks the laptop from my hands.

She reads it and frowns at me. "You need to separate this."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Well," she begins, "my English teacher told me that you're never supposed to have two people talking in the same paragraph. So, you need to change it."

"Fine," I growl, taking my laptop back. "But there better not be anything else."

What I end up with is this:

The story: Whenever I want to annoy my Amu, I whisper-in her ear of course- in the most seductive voice I can. She always calls me a pervert and hits me, but she blushes bright red.

One time I'm sure we both remember was when she was on her balcony, staring at the stars, when I came up behind her and whispered "Hello, Amu," in a very seductive voice.

She shrieked and turned around, yelling "You idiot! What was that for?" but her face told a different story. It was the color of her hair (pink).

I leaned in and whispered "I'm sorry, my Amu. Can you forgive me?" I nipped her ear gently, causing her to shriek again.

She said "Ikuto Tsukiyomi, get the hell off my balcony!"

I laughed and jumped down, but not before saying "Goodbye, Amu" in a sultry voice.

She yelled "Pervert!" before going into her room and sliding the door shut.

"There, happy?" I grumble.

My sister beams and hugs me. "This book is gonna be great!" she says happily.

"Uh, great. But one thing. Can you get off of me?"

Sorry about the one sided Ikutau (or whatever it's called) Amuto fans! I'll try to have less in future chapters. If you have any ideas for Ikuto's book, let me know!

Please review. They make me happy!