A date?

"If you hadn't stopped us from leaving-" Suga growls, feeling irritated- with himself, with Toru, for making Kimiko uncomfortable. "Me? You're the one that was taking her when she wanted to stay!" Toru says, crossing his arms- of course he was upset that Kimiko was upset, but he knew he wasn't fully at fault for her leaving. "Uh, guys…" Tsuki says, sick of hearing the two arguing. "Both of you are at fault! Really, what kind of a girl do you take Suzuki-chan for? She's not going to be jumping for joy when you fight for a chance to get in your pants!" Daichi says, smacking both of them in the back of the head. "GUYS!" Tsuki yells, everyone falling silent and turning to the boy. "Are we ready just going to ignore the fact that Iwaizumi-senpai walked out with Suzuki-chan?" Tsuki asks, his fists clenched at his sides. "Iwa-chan won't do anything, he was just getting Suzuki-chan away from us. Only reason he would is if Suzuki-chan explicitly asked." Toru says, waving his hand though Tsuki clears his throat. "Let me rephrase that for your last two brain cells since you obviously don't have the brain capacity to comprehend what I meant." Tsuki says, giving them an irritated grin.

"You've been arguing for the past 10 minutes. That means Iwaizumi-senpai has had 10 minutes to take her away or find a secluded place to comfort her. The last we saw of Suzuki-chan, she was very much horny and possibly does not know what masturbating is-" Tsuki says, though all three of his upper class men dart for the gym doors. "There it is." He grumbles, rolling his eyes and jogging to keep up with them. "You! Check that way, you! That way! And you… uh, I dunno, try calling her to see where she is!" Toru says before they all split off, searching the school grounds up and down for the two. Tsuki calls Kimiko over and over, sighing when she doesn't answer for the 23rd time. He starts walking around, hoping that he could maybe find her wandering around. He pauses when he hears a faint phone ringing. The call doesn't go through and the phone ringing stops- Tsuki calls Kimiko again and the faint phone ringing starts again. He starts dashing towards the area he heard it coming from, arriving in front of a study room. The call doesn't go through, the ringing on the other side of the door stopping. Tsuki sends Suga and Daichi a text that he found her, sending his location.

All of the upper class men arrive together, pausing outside the door to catch their breath. "W-Why haven't you gone in yet?" Suga asks Tsuki, the younger boy shaking his head and lifting his finger. He slowly pushes the door open, everyone peeking inside and glancing around. Kimiko was curled up on the table, breathing softly with her head laid on a jacket. She was curled around Iwai's head, who was sitting in a chair, his torso draped onto the table. His arms were tangled in her legs, her arms cradling his head- a soft snore sounded in the room, Iwai's chest shifting. They were both fast asleep, cuddling each other- Toru pulled out his phone, snapping pictures to send to Iwai- or use for blackmail, after all, it was a weird sleeping position. Weird, but cute- maybe even adorable. He totally wasn't jealous, after all, he had slept in her bed that morning. Daichi slowly walks over, giving Iwai a gentle shake and making him stir. He lazily lifted his head, blinking one of his eyes open and licking his lips. "Damn…" Iwai grumbles, still tasting Kimiko on his lips- she was so sweet. "Good afternoon, Iwa-chan! Can we have a moment?" Toru asks and Iwai glares at him, his blood flooding to lower places.

Iwai sighs, reluctantly prying himself from Kimiko's delicate embrace- he would definitely be holding a grudge against Toru for waking him. He stretches his arms over his head, turning his gaze back to the sleeping girl. She was so cute, she looked like an angel- her lips slightly parted, her cheeks flushed and her face so peaceful. He stood up, patting her head softly before following the others outside the door. He shut the door behind them so they didn't disturb Kimiko, leaning against the wall opposite of the door and yawning. "What did you guys talk about?" Toru asks and Iwai shuts his eyes, itching the side of his neck. "Not much, she just talked about how she just recently started having sex, that lots of people are trying to get in her pants and some people have managed to do so. She was upset that you guys were fighting over her, and all the people she's done it with just go fast. I think she's been overwhelmed by it, she says she enjoys it, but I don't think she had sex at all until recently, and now…" Iwai says, falling silent as Toru and Suga share a look, sighing softly. "Maybe we should have a talk with Aima to set ground rules." Suga says, everyone nodding in agreement.

A sudden whimper sounded from the room, everyone looking over as Suga sighs. "Not again…" he mumbles, opening the door and seeing the girl trembling, curled in a tight ball. "Again?" Tsuki asks, furrowing his eyebrows as Suga steps into the room. "Wait, she had a nightmare with you too?" Toru asks, everyone pausing as Toru and Suga look at each other. Kimiko whimpers again, flinching lightly though Iwai slides past the two, shushing her softly. "It's okay, Suzuki-chan." He whispers, sitting in front of her and taking her hand. She slowly relaxes, squeezing his hand tight as her trembling breath steadies. "Um, did Aima ever mention that Kimiko has night terrors?" Suga asks, though Toru frowns, itching the back of his neck. "Would she even know? I mean… it could have started recently, or Aima could sleep in the same room with her and Kimiko doesn't have them because someone's right there." Toru mumbles, remembering how she said she was always home alone- did Kimiko herself know she had night terrors? "There's one way to know." Tsuki says, itching the back of his neck and looking at Iwai. "Pull your hand away." Tsuki says and everyone pauses, turning towards the two.

Iwai tries pulling his hand away, though Kimiko whimpers, clinging to it desperately. "No… please…" She whimpers ever so softly and Iwai stops, feeling his heart ache. "I don't think…" Iwai mumbles, though Daichi storms over and yanks his hand away from the girl. The reaction is almost instant, tears gather in Kimiko's eyes, her face curling in anguish as she lets out a sob. Iwai tries to reach back for her but Daichi holds him back. "We need to know if…" Daichi mumbles softly, his own heart aching for the crying girl. She suddenly goes quiet, her face curling in fear and sadness as she begins trembling again. Toru dives to comfort her but Suga and Tsuki hold him back, tears gathering in Suga's eyes. "Can't you see she's hurting? How can you stand by and watch that?" Toru asks, not even bothering to hold back his voice. "It's just a dream…" Tsuki mumbles, his gaze looking anywhere but the girl on the table- she suddenly screams. "I'm sorry- I'm so sorry, please- forgive me!" She wails, bolting up from her sleep and falling off the table. Everyone dives to catch her and Iwai manages to scoop her in his arms, pulling the trembling frightened girl into his arms.

She wails, digging her palms into her eyes, not even bothered by the fact that she had almost fallen. "I'm so sorry, Ray… It should've been me, it should've been me, it should've-" she sobs uncontrollably, though Toru prys her hands from her face, gently kissing it all over. "Sweetie, calm down, it was just a nightmare." Suga says, gently massaging her shoulder though the girl goes limp again. "She… what? She just…" Daichi says, staring at the girl's limp body, her head hanging back, her face curled in anguish, tears trickling down her cheeks. Tsuki walks over, kneeling next to the girl and gently brushing the tears from her eyes. "Why… who is Ray? Why do you apologize so reverently to her? Why do you wish to take her place, when you've already suffered so much?" Tsuki asks softly, the girl's lip trembling as a tear slips from her eye. "I deserve it…" she croaks solemnly, everyone's heart shattering as they stare at the girl, shocked. Tsuki stands up, picking up her arm and brushing her sleeve away. He looks over her arm for any trace of a scar, seeing nothing before checking her other arm. There were no signs of scarring, no traces of a cut on her skin.

"You don't think-" Toru gasps, realizing what Tsuki was checking for. "Have any of you seen a scar on her?" He asks, though Toru guiltily drops his gaze. "I… Nen was a cesarean, that's the only scar…" Suga says and Tsuki sighs, running a hand over his face. "She wouldn't leave anything for Nen to see, she wouldn't want him to see. So…" he mumbles, looking down at the girl and thinking. "If… if you hear a snap when you're with her, just walk over and hug her. Make an excuse if she asks, but hug her." Tsuki says, everyone seeming confused. "Why?" Daichi asks and Tsuki lifts her hand, showing them her rubber band. "She usually has her hair down, but she wears a rubber band." Tsuki says, grimacing at the thought as he sets her hand down. "You wouldn't really think much of it, she might even put her hair up here and there, but… she wears it for something else." Tsuki says, lifting up his wrist and pretending to pull a rubber band and letting go. "Snap." He mumbles, though Suga reaches for Kimiko's wrist. Tsuki grabs Suga's hand, shaking his head and pushing it away. "I'm not just going to let her hurt herself." Suga grounds out, tears in his eyes as he persists.

"Don't. She'll resort to other methods if she thinks we know she's doing it. That's when you want to worry- when the rubber band disappears. This is one of the best ways to cope. In the meantime, we should see if anyone knows who this 'Ray' is, and what exactly happened between them." Tsuki says, pulling out his phone as everyone sits down at the table. Tsuki makes a separate group chat, adding everyone but Kimiko to it. Arthur and Aima arrive, bursting into the room and panting for air. "Oh thank god." Aima says, running a hand through her hair, glad to see that Kimiko was sleeping soundly in Iwai's arms. Arthur blows out a breath, walking over and standing in front of Kimiko. "What did she say?" Arthur asks, though the table is silent, looking between themselves. "No, no, don't answer that. I can probably guess- 'I'm sorry, it's my fault, it should've been me.'" Arthur growls, his face curling into one of anger. "What, no? Not exactly, I mean, she apologized, asked for forgiveness and…" Suga says, though Arthur reaches his hand out, grabbing Kimiko. "You… IDIOT! HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU!" Arthur yells, startling Kimiko from her sleep.

"Hey! What the hell?" Suga asks as I'm yanked up and slammed into a wall. "WHY? WHY DO YOU INSIST ON BLAMING YOURSELF SO MUCH?" Arthur yells, though everyone bolts up and tries to pull him away from me. "I-" I try, blinking the sleep from my eyes as Arthur easily shoves everyone away from us. "You what? Huh? You deserve to be in the ground instead? What are you gonna do, leave Nen behind? Do you hate yourself so much for what happened that you'd abandon your own child? Hah?" Arthur snarls, anger boiling in my blood as I glare at him. "No! Nen means everything to me!" I scream at him and he just laughs, gripping me even tighter. "Then why is it that everytime you think of her, you apologize, blame yourself and wish it had been you instead? Do you want to throw away the life that Ray sacrificed for you? Do you really not care for her that much!" Arthur says and I suck in a breath, grabbing onto his arms. I slam my head into his chin, making him stumble back and let go of me. I swing my fist into his chin, knocking him off balance before I kick his legs out from under him. It felt so good, my fist tingling, my blood boiling- I mount his chest, punching him again.

I yank my arm back, putting my weight behind my next punch, knocking his head to the side. He spits out blood, clenching his jaw as I punch him again- it felt so good, my fist colliding with skin. "That's it, I knew you were still in there, Demon Girl. Let it out, let out all that darkness- your eyes are twinkling- you're enjoying this, aren't you?" Arthur laughs and I suddenly feel sick to my stomach, yanking away from Arthur. I stumble to the door, shoving it open as I run outside, barely making it to a trash can before I throw up my breakfast. I gag, though I can hear Arthur laughing from the room, that maniacal laugh that used to encourage me, that used to fuel the thrill, the excitement. It makes me even sicker now, emptying the contents of my stomach. A small soft hand touches my back and I flinch, looking up to see Aima grimacing at me. "You okay?" She asks and I just turn spit into the trash can, still feeling sick. She offers me a tissue and I use it to wipe my mouth, dropping it into the trash can. "What was that?" Aima asks and I grimace, unable to look at her- she reminded me too much of Ray. Ray, who was always beside me- who used to laugh right alongside Arthur- before everything changed.

There's a moment of silence as I itch to snap my rubber band, the thought of Ray's tinkling laughter- "Come on, let's get that taste out of your mouth." Aima says, grabbing my hand. I hadn't even realized I had been reaching for- I had been so caught up that I had almost done it in front of Aima. She drags me back to the school and I just feel numb, letting her guide me to a bathroom as she pulls out a toothbrush. That was just like Aima, she always had anything you might need, just like- tears gathered in my eyes and I quickly blinked them away. I hug Aima tight, sobbing as she just hugs me, gently rubbing my back. "It'll be okay." She whispers as I sniffle, holding her a little tighter. I might have lost Ray, but I wouldn't lose Aima; if anyone tries… they would pay. I pull away, brushing my teeth and letting her guide me back to the room. I hold on tight to her hand, not quite ready to let go as we slide into the room. Arthur was leaning against the far wall, his arms crossed as he eyed me thoroughly. "I'm sorry-" I start though he clicks his tongue, shoving his hands in his pocket. "Don't apologise." Arthur grumbles, pinning me with an intense glare- he was mad that I apologised.

"Okay. Fuck you, you piece of shit." I say instead and he snorts, tilting his head. "That's more like it, you dumbass bitch." He chimes and my lips twitch, flipping him off. "I hope you choke and die on a fat cock," I say and his lips finally curl into a smile. "Me too, you Sexy Ass Bitch. Me too." He chimes and I can't help but laugh as I knew he was being serious. "And right back at ya. Aima told me who has the biggest by the way, so it's officially my plan to get you to suffocate on him." Arthur chimes, pulling one of his hands from his pocket and checking his nails, flashing me a grin. "Oh hell no, Aima, you didn't. Why? Why did you tell him that!" I ask, shoving her away from me, feeling a bit better. "wait, what? I don't speak English, and I told him a lot. You're going to have to be more specific." Aima says and I scowl, wiping my hand on my pants. "Ugh, I can't believe I held your hand after you betrayed me." I grumble, flicking my fingers and sticking my tongue out in disgust. "Oh, is this because I added him into the competition?" Aima asks and my jaw drops, looking between her and Arthur like they had just sprouted heads- Even Suga looks irritated, a tick forming on his forehead.

"Lemme get this straight, you're joining the competition. You, you're going to kiss me." I say, pointing at Arthur as he blows me a playful kiss. "Nothing new. It's going to be a bit more complicated than that, and a lot of pretending. I'm just joining to spice things up." Arthur chimes and I deflate, letting out a long sigh. "He's not even a volleyball player! Why is he joining?" Suga snaps, glaring over at Arthur and seeming to fume. "I play volleyball! In fact, I'm even part of a team- I'm just on the bench." Arthur chimes and Iwai clears his throat, drawing everyone's attention. "Speaking of the competition, uh…" Iwai says, itching the back of his neck and looking up at me. "Don't you think it'd be best to set some ground rules on intimacy?" He asks and my cheeks burn, Aima oohing as she jogs over to the table, sitting on it and leaning on her elbows, twining her fingers and smiling at me. "Yes, girl. Speak your mind." Aima chimes and my face feels like it's gonna burn off. "Um… can you please not fight over me… it makes me really uncomfortable." I mumble, Suga and Toru hanging their heads. "Okay! No fighting, then how do you settle it?" Aima asks and I itch my neck, furrowing my eyebrows.

"We could do what they did, you know…" I say, fiddling with my fingers as Aima squeals, pulling a notepad out of her purse. "Have them take turns! Good thinking, okay! So, do you have a preferred order to have them so we can set it down?" Aima asks and I blush, covering my face as I take a deep breath. "D-Do they have to be here while we discuss this?" I ask, though Aima snorts, beginning to scribble on the note pad. "They're going to hear it later anyway, better to hear it from the source that they know exactly what you want." Aima says, offering me a smile as I rub my neck. "Hey, you should probably get off your ankle since it's still hurt." Iwai says, standing up and scooping me off of my feet. I gasp, grabbing onto him as he walks me over to the table, setting me next to Aima. "Here, you can write it down! My wrist hurts anyways." Aima sighs, offering me the notepad and pen. I take it, fiddling with the pen as I start to think. "Wait, what 'they' did? Take turns? Who? What!" Suga gasps and Aima reaches over, flicking his forehead. "Shush, let her think." Aima says and I write down my first rule. No discussing others' intimacy, unless explicitly agreed upon by all parties.

Aima peeks over my shoulder, humming softly and smiling at Suga. "There we have it! Don't kiss and tell is officially a rule!" Aima chimes and I smack her forehead with the pen. "This one is specifically for you and Arthur, cause your dumbasses haven't shut up about it." I say and her jaw drops, looking at Arthur with teary eyes. "She used the rules against me! I can't get all the juicy details anymore!" Aima whines, though Arthur laughs and raises his hands. "Sorry, but this competition is gonna be too much fun for me to risk being kicked out. My lips are officially sealed, little sexy girl." Arthur chimes and I snort, my hands stopping over the pad. "Um… What do I even put?" I mumble and Aima hums softly, leaning back. "Start with the simple stuff, you prefer it without protection, right?" Arthur says and Daichi chokes, my face burning as Tsuki looks away, his face red. "I do? I mean… I don't know…" I say, fiddling with the pen and feeling shy. "Do you like that rubber thing that they put on?" Aima asks and I shake my head immediately. "No, it feels like plastic. I like it better without." I admit and everyone blushes except for Arthur and Aima, who grin widely at me.

"Then no protection! It'll save me a lot of money too." Aima chimes, snatching the pen and writing it down. "And do you like being on top or bottom?" Aima chimes and I hum, looking up and remembering what it was like with Kuroo and Kozu. "I like both." I say and Aima giggles, writing it down. "I know right, their faces when you're riding them to oblivion-" Aima chimes and I just cover my face. "Aima, please." I squeak, shaking my head from the memory of Kozu's face. "Okay, okay… um… You scratch, bite, kiss, lick… and scream…" Aima mumbles, scribbling all of it down as I just shove the notepad into her lap. "Jeez Aima, I thought your fingers hurt, yet here you are." I say, making her laugh as she waves at me. "It hasn't been the same without my tree, they are tired! Now, do you like foreplay?" Aima says and I gag, scrambling away from her and falling off the table. Iwai catches me, pulling me to sit in his lap. "You're really clumsy, you know that?" Iwai asks though Aima laughs, shaking her head. "Don't let her fool you, she can rock platform heels like no other. She's just desperate to get away from me." Aima says, wiggling her fingers at me as I frantically wipe my hands off on my jeans.

"Yuck, yuck- please tell me you washed your hands when you were done!" I say and she waves me off, rolling her eyes. "Yeah, duh, now answer the question. Do you like foreplay?" She asks and I pause, furrowing my eyebrows. "Do you like what I did to you, earlier? With the touching, kisses…" Iwai whispers in my ear and I shudder, my face turning red. "Oh! Uh, yeah, yeah I like that." I squeak and Iwai chuckles, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Do you like it when people bite you?" Aima asks and my mind flashes to the times Kuroo bit me, making me feel hot. "Yes." I blurt, Aima's smile spreading and flashing me a knowing look. "Do you like it when they smack you?" She asks and I furrow my brows. "Like I did." Daichi chimes and I purse my lips, remembering how his smacking made me tingle. "I'm not opposed to it? I suppose to a certain degree." I say and Aima nods, writing something down. "I'll take that as no extreme pain… Now for the fun stuff! Did ya like the ball gag?" She asks and I hum, itching my cheek as I think about it. "I didn't mind it." I admit and she nods. "The handcuffs?" She asks and I feel Iwai harden under me, making me jump.

"U-uh, they're okay I guess." I squeak as Iwai shifts me on his lap so I'm not pressed against him. "The blindfold?" Aima chimes and I fiddle with my fingers, having to think about it. Aima looks at me, raising an eyebrow as a grin spreads over her face. "Pros?" She says and I sigh, closing my eyes. "I like just feeling, not knowing what's coming next. It gives me a thrill…" I mumble, shifting lightly in Iwai's lap, dropping my gaze. "Cons?" Aima chimes and I blow out a breath. "I like… their face… I like seeing how much they want me, the pleasure in their eyes…" I mumble, kicking my legs lightly as Aima giggles. "Awww, you're one of those! You get off on seeing pleasure!" Aima chimes, reaching over and patting my head. "Okay! Your favorite position?" Aima chimes and I raise an eyebrow at her. "Oh, that's right. You've only done missionary and cowgirl. My bad, you need to wait for the experimental guy to come along." Aima chimes though I shake my head. "Do you like dirty talk?" Aima chimes and I open my mouth to respond. "Yes." Suga and Tsuki say at the same time, both of them looking at each other and raising an eyebrow though Tsuki's lip twitches lightly.

"You?" Suga asks though Tsuki just grins, turning away. "Don't kiss and tell, remember." Tsuki chimes teasingly and I can't help but giggle at his response. Tsuki grins right back at me, winking at me with pink cheeks. "Just a call away." He chimes and I fall silent, my face burning though Daichi barks out a laugh. "Wow, who would've thought you have game, Tsukishima." Daichi says, grinning down at the under class men. "Okay okay… Do you like it fast or slow?" Aima asks and the room falls silent, everyone holding their breath but me. I slowly lean forward, laying my head down on the table and humming. "I haven't been given a proper taste of slow." I chime, winking at Iwai, his face turning red as he covers his mouth, looking away. "Wait, you're telling me that you two didn't go slow?" Aima asks, pointing her pen accusingly at Toru and Suga. "Uh, don't kiss and tell, Aima." I say and she scoffs, running a hand over her face and rolling her eyes. "You're telling me that no one has gone slow on you yet?" Aima asks and I can't help but giggle, feeling Iwai shift under me. "I didn't say that, I said I wasn't given a proper taste." I say and Aima groans, throwing her hands up. 

"Hold on, how many people have you done it with that are part of the competition?" Aima asks and I lift my hand, wiggling my fingers and thumb at her. "Okay, 5 people, and none of them has considered to go slow on you, you know, cause you literally just started on the whole sex thing." Aima says, scrubbing a hand over her face though I sigh and look up at her. "One was very kind and considerate, one I was in control though I was told I couldn't stop moving. Then there's fast and hard, and my little taste of slow." I say though Suga points at himself, Toru, Tsuki, then Arthur. "Wait, who's the fifth?" He asks, seeming confused as I giggle, stretching my arms over the table. "I never said I went all the way with her." Arthur chimes, Suga pursing his lips before his eyes widen. "Wait, then… Two? Then…" Suga says, though Aima looks at me with wide eyes. "Wait, so that means Mr.Slow is in the room right now?" Aima asks and I nod, kicking my legs lightly. "Well thank fucking god for Mr.Slow, do me a favor and keep up the good work." Aima says, clapping her hands and smiling at everyone but Toru and Suga. Iwai's hands tighten around my waist, making me shiver.

"You two! You're grounded! Have you not thought about how overwhelming it might be for Kimiko? Jeez, you have to be considerate! Think about it, with her experience-" Aima says, pointing her pen accusingly at Toru and Suga. "Aima, it's okay. I mean, they didn't force me into anything- well, uh- you know what, aren't you guys supposed to be at practice right now?" I ask, turning to raise an eyebrow at Daichi and Suga. "I really hope that Asahi can handle everyone while you're gone." I mumble though Daichi and Suga suddenly bolt up. "Uh, we better go! Let us know how it goes!" Suga says and the Karasuno boys leave without another word. Iwai stands up, setting me down in his chair and taking the seat that Daichi had vacated. "Okay, as for order, what were you thinking? And don't say the boys can decide, cause they'll probably end up fighting." Aima says and I close my eyes, thinking. "Um, if they want me on top, then they go first. Anything other than that… I don't know, settle it with rock paper scissors? That's all I can really think of." I say and Aima snorts, shaking her head. "Only you…" Aima mumbles, scribbling it down onto the notepad.

Kyo suddenly bursts into the room, panting for air and glancing around. "Ah! Okay, everyone's here! Now for the kisses!" Aima says, slapping my shoulder and making me blink. "Shit! Oh god, I forgot- Oh my god, I'm not ready!" I squeak, hiding my face in my arms and groaning. "Wait, she just got done puking." Toru protests and Aima sighs softly. "I mean, she brushed her teeth… but if you don't want to-" Aima says though Toru smiles and shakes his head. "Nope! I'm good to go!" He chimes and I turn to him, sticking my tongue out. "Like I'd kiss anyone after I puked. That's nasty! Yuck!" I say, flicking my fingers as he comes over and pulls my chair back. I drop my head, kicking my legs lightly and suddenly feeling kind of self conscious. "What is it, Little Cutie?" Toru chimes and I huff, crossing my arms. "You go last, Kawa-Senpai." I mumble, though he looks shocked, his hand flying to his chest. "Me? Go last? Why?" He asks, though Aima grabs him and pulls him towards the door. "You heard the girl! Out you go!" Aima chimes, shoving him out and slamming the door behind him. "Alright! We'll start with you, Iwaizumi!" Aima chimes, grabbing Arthur and dragging him out the door.

Kyo follows behind them, sparing us a glance and I take a deep breath. The door shuts behind them, leaving us alone. "Are you okay?" He asks and I shrug, twiddling my fingers. Iwai slides out from his chair, coming to lean on the table beside me. He takes my hand, gently running his thumb over the back of my palm. We don't say anything, just sitting in silence for a moment before he lifts my hand, kissing the palm gently. He slowly kisses all over my hand, making me smile as I look up at him. I stood up, perching my ankle on my chair so I didn't hurt it any worse. I cup his face gently, pulling him down and he doesn't try to resist. He cups my chin, tilting my head up a little more before our lips brush together. He kisses me softly, gently caressing me with his lips and making me tingle. I tilt my head, leaning up into the kiss and enjoying the soft groan that escapes him. His hands slide to my hips, pulling me flush against him and letting me feel how hard he was. I moan softly, sliding my hands around his neck and tangling my fingers in his hair. How could it be so soft and prickly at the same time? He suddenly pulled away, leaning his head back and taking a slow, deep breath.

"God, I can still taste you." He whispers, lowering his head and kissing my forehead. "And while I feel like I could kiss you forever, I should probably stop before-" He chuckles softly and I stand on my tip toes, giving him a chaste kiss, silencing him. "Don't tease me, or we'll have to sneak out and Aima will hunt us down." I whisper and he chuckles, giving me a light kiss on the nose. "So tempting though." He says, making me giggle before he pulls away, shoving his hands in his pockets. He smiles down at me before turning, walking out of the room. Aima skips in before the door closes, a big smile on her face as she hands me the paperwork. I start writing it down though she twiddles her fingers, giving me anxious glances. "Spit it out." I say and she takes a deep breath. "Did you do it with him?" She blurts and I raise an eyebrow at her, my lips curling into a smile. She smacks her hands over her mouth, her eyes widening as she lets out a small squeal. "Please, tell me- is he Mr.Slow? Oh gosh-" Aima says and I snort, handing her the review. "No kiss and tell, Aima." I say and she huffs, snatching the paper and shoving it into her binder. She pouts, storming out the door with a wave.

Kyo comes in next, his cheeks pink and his whole body stiff, his hands in his pockets. I pull myself to sit on the table, smiling sweetly and reaching my hands to him. He comes over, his gaze softening as he stares at me, and I wiggle my fingers. He sighs, pulling his hands from his pockets and wiping them off on his pants. I take them, squeezing them gently as he drops his gaze. "Nervous?" I ask and he just nods, turning his head away. "Do you remember that day we met?" I chime, slowly kicking my legs back and smiling up at him. "You got in an argument with your dad and dashed out. I was on my way home from the grocery store, and we slammed into each other. I could tell that you needed a hug, so I just held you while you just sat quietly." I say and he slowly nods, squeezing my hands lightly. "Next time we met, some people were causing me and Nen trouble; he was so young, he couldn't remember." I chime and his gaze slowly meets mine. "You came out of nowhere and knocked them all down like nothing." I chime, laughing softly as I remember that day. "Nen called you my guard dog! He said you had been following us." I chime and his cheeks turn pink again.

"So I invited you over for dinner, and then we were as close as could be." I say, running my thumbs over the back of his hands. "You were always the all or nothing kind of guy, even in our friendship. Seeing you so nervous right now, it reminds me of the day we met. You're not sure if what you're doing is the right idea, if this will really work out or if it'll all fall apart." I say, squeezing his hands lightly before pulling my hands away. "But it's all or nothing, isn't it? Either everything will change after this, or nothing will change." I say and he finally looks relaxed, his normal demeanor back. He cups my face and I let my eyes fall closed, letting him guide me. His lips pressed against mine, so soft, so sweet, though I'm not surprised that his kiss wasn't forceful and demanding- his kiss held different power. It held potent emotions, his tender care, his endless affection, his infinite passion. That was Kyo for you, he just made you feel so warm and loved. He reluctantly pulled away and I couldn't help but let out a bubbling laugh. "Only you, Kyo-Kun! I swear, I knew you'd find a way to surprise me." I giggle, seeming to make him bubbly as his cheeks turn pink, itching his cheek shyly.

He opens his mouth, hesitating before closing it with a huff and shoving his hands back in his pockets. He walks out without another word, Aima sliding past and watching him as the door shuts. "Who pissed in his cheerios?" She asks and I hum softly, shaking my head lightly. "I don't think he's mad or anything, just flustered." I mumble, taking the paper and writing down my thoughts on the kiss. "Is it getting easier?" She asks and I hesitate, fiddling with the pen. "Not really… Everyone's so different, and so are their kisses. Plus there's just… everything, they're all their own people and have their way of going about things. It's not getting easier, not at all; I'm just getting used to it. Even then, half the time I'm just getting swept up in their ways." I admit, finishing the review and handing it to her. She tucks it away in her binder before whistling, Arthur stepping in and shutting the door behind him. "Um, you're staying in for this one?" I ask, glancing anxiously between Aima and her. "Actually, this one is a scheduling, figured I'd squeeze it in. When's good for you?" Aima asks, pulling out a piece of paper and looking between us. "Friday, my school?" Arthur says and I nod, kicking my legs lightly.

"I'll meet you at the gym after practice, I'll bring Nen and we can go on a playdate." I chime and he nods, giving me two thumbs up. "Sounds like a plan. We'll go eat and go to the park, so no heavy food." Arthur says and I give him two thumbs up as well. "It's a date!" I chime and he smiles, heading back outside. "Uh, what school does he go to again?" Aima asks as she scribbles down the details. "Shiratorizawa, you should notify them ahead of time so that we can get visitors' passes." I say and her eyes seem to twinkle, nodding enthusiastically. "I will do that. Okay! Last one then you're free to go." Aima says, skipping out the doors and leaving me alone. I start feeling anxious again, dropping my gaze as the door opens. "Well hello, Little Cutie." Toru chimes softly and I shift, slowly dragging my gaze to meet his. "Hey, Kawa-Senpai." I say and he walks over, searching my eyes and seeming concerned. "What's on your mind?" He asks, lightly taking my hands as I let out a soft sigh. "This… this is going to be our first kiss… but I can't help but think, we did all those things before we even kissed." I mumble, feeling guilty; if I hadn't touched him like I had when he was asleep-

Toru pulls me tight into his chest, letting out a bubbling laugh that sounded kind of sad. "Wow, I didn't even realize that! Ah, I'm terrible, aren't I? I got so caught up in fantasy and reality to even realize that out of the thousands of kisses I had with you, they were all in my head." Toru says, squeezing me tight and burying his head into my shoulder. "I did a terrible thing… Please forgive me, Little Cutie. If I could turn back time, I would've kissed you a million times rather than the thousand I daydreamed about." Tory says softly, sounding really sad as I feel something wet drop on my shoulder. "Eh?? Are you crying, Kawa-Senpai?" I ask, pulling back and seeing his eyes full of tears. "How can I not cry? I've hurt and upset you so much, even though you were so willing to open up to me, to trust me… and it hasn't even been a full day." Toru croaks, brushing the tears from his eyes and making my heart ache. "No, no- Sillykawa… I feel bad. I feel like it was on me- you see, before you woke up, I was… I touched you in ways I shouldn't have. The temptation was too much, I got carried away… I stopped, but the damage was done." I whisper, though Toru lifts my chin, pulling me to look into his eyes.

"Why did you stop?" He asks and I sigh softly, grimacing. "I felt guilty for touching you when you were asleep, even more so when I thought about the possibility of girls forcing themselves onto you; I was taking advantage of you while you were sleeping, and I feel absolutely terrible for that. It's why I was so hesitant not to do anything in the first place, I tried telling you…" I whisper though Toru lets out a sob, dropping down and hugging my waist. "Oh, Little Cutie, if that is your crime, then I am just as guilty, if not more. I wasn't asleep when you were doing that- I was awake for every second, I enjoyed all of it… and I had been doing the same to you, moments before. I had been touching you, kissing your neck while you slept-" Toru says, his voice trembling though I can't help but tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling him up as our eyes fall closed. I brush my lips against his, silencing him as his hands pull me close. His lips were so incredibly soft and warm, pressing up and into mine with a soft groan. He stands up, laying me down on the desk and curling his arm around my neck, blazing heat blossoming between us. I moan softly, tugging his hair and pulling him closer, wrapping my legs around his waist.

He opens his mouth, his hot tongue touching my bottom lip before a loud smack sounds. "Down boy! You're grounded, remember? No shenanigans are to be had! Don't test your luck!" Aima says as Toru's head ducks down into my neck, rubbing the back of his head. "What the heck do you keep in that binder? That thing's like a brick!" Toru groans as I untangle myself from him, my face burning as he pulls away. "It's all the reports! Now, get out of here, but don't go too far!" Aima says, quickly ushering him out the door as he grumbles, rubbing the back of his head. I can't help but giggle as she claps her hands together, shaking her head. "Jeez, good thing I had the mind to check in." She says, walking back over and opening her binder, offering me the paper. "Like you wouldn't be jumping for joy if you walked in on his hand in my pants." I mock her but she shushes me, shaking her head. "Honey, he's grounded- that means no coochie for him. If you give him any, I will find you, and I will punish you." Aima says, making me laugh as I salute her. "Aye, aye captain. No coochie for the Groundedkawa, coming right up." I chime, making her laugh as I finish up the review on our kiss.

"Is your head okay?" I ask Toru as he carries me on his back, though I have my backpack on and hold my crutches on my arm. "Oh yeah, I'm fine. I take harder hits than that from Iwa-chan on a daily basis." Toru chimes, his arms tucked under my thighs, holding me up and carrying his own sports bag. "I'm not sure that's something you should brag about." I giggle and he chuckles, sliding into the gate of his yard. "Can I please just wait outside the gate this time?" I ask though he shakes his head, carrying me to the door. "Nope, sorry Little Cutie. You're going to have to wait inside; besides, I need a shower." Toru says and I huff as he sets me down, opening the door and ushering me inside. "Mom, I'm home! I brought a friend!" Toru chimes, shutting the door behind us and kicking off his shoes. "Welcome home- Oh, it's you again." Toru's mom says, seeming even more shocked as Toru pulls off my shoes. "In the flesh- Kawa-Senpai, I can just wait-" I protest, squealing when he scoops me off my feet, making me drop my crutches. "Nope! You're coming with me, Little Cutie!" Toru chimes, carrying me deeper into the house, in the direction I assume is his room.

"No funny business, Toru Oikawa! Takeru may not be home today, but that doesn't give you the right!" Toru's mom calls, though Toru rolls his eyes. "Whatever, mom! I'll do what I want!" Toru chimes, though I smack the back of his head. "Oikawa-Senpai, respect your mother!" I scold him as he holds me in one arm, rubbing the back of his head. "Ow! That's where Aima hit me!" Toru whines and I pinch his cheek. "Apologise to your mom, and I might give you a kiss." I whisper and he smiles widely at me. "Sorry, mom. Don't worry, I won't do anything; I was grounded anyway." Toru calls before he steps into one of the rooms, setting me down on a flat chair. I glanced around- it was a fairly empty room, though one wall had a short bookshelf stock full of books and movies. In front of me was a desk, which had a desktop, a lamp and a small assortment of books. To the right was a volleyball and his uniform, which hung on hangers; behind me was his futon. "It's not much…" Toru mumbles though I shake my head, smiling up at him. "What do you mean, silly goose? Look at all that- that's enough for me to read and watch in… hm, half a year, more or less?" I say, pointing to the bookshelf.

"This… this is a home, it's well loved and lived in." I say, my mind wandering back to my house- the empty and cold rooms- Akira's yet to be touched by the boy himself. Toru crouches down beside me, brushing the bangs from my forehead and kissing it softly. "It's okay. I'll be back, feel free to look around." He says, offering me a sweet smile before stepping out of the room. I reached for one of the books on his desk, lazily flipping through- it seemed like an anime of some sort, based on a group of high school girls. Was this another thing that Toru liked that he thought was silly? Why was he so embarrassed by liking such a thing? It seemed like a good enough read, perhaps girls didn't like the idea of him reading such things? Was he insecure about other things he liked as well? I slowly glanced around, my mind wandering back to Akira. How long had it been since he was out of the hospital? Several years, it seemed like he'd never have time to go out and play in the sun like other boys. He couldn't frolic, joke around and hang out with his friends, seek out his own interests like others could. He and my mother were constantly in the hospital while I was enjoying life to the fullest.

A tear dropped from my cheek, falling onto the book and staining the page. I clicked my tongue, wiping my eyes and setting the book down. I'd have to apologise to Toru, I hope it wasn't a limited edition, but I'd have Arthur help me find a replacement if so. He owed me, after all; I'm sure he'd find it trivial that I asked for a book- he'd probably buy the whole series, mint condition limited edition just to dump it on me. I curled into a ball, laying my head in my arms and just staring at the window. Arthur had lots of money; from what I heard and knew about my dad, he had that kind of money too, before his parents- my grandparents- decided to disown him. If they hadn't done so, would we be in a different position? Would Akira be in a beautiful, top notch hospital? Would he be healthy? Would mom be home right now, making us a nice home cooked meal? Would I have Nen safe in my arms, as happy as could be? Ever since dad died, we managed to get by pretty nice with welfare, but it mostly went towards hospital bills and rent. Mom also worked long tiring hours and spent the night with Akira so he didn't have to feel alone. I wonder how she managed to sleep in a hospital so much, but if it was Nen-

"Hey Little Cutie, what's wrong?" Toru asks, snapping me from my thoughts as I wiped the tears from my eyes. "I'm sorry, I was lost in my thoughts… I accidentally stained your book." I say, pointing to the book in front of me as he shuffles over. He scoops me into his arms, making me squeak as he sits down on the chair, pulling me to straddle him. "What were you thinking about?" He chimes, setting his hands on my hips and holding me in his lap. "Oh… I was thinking about my house… my family…" I mumble, placing my hands on his bare chest- he had just got out of the shower, a towel hanging from his neck. He wasn't wearing any clothes from what I could see, another towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was still soaking wet, I grabbed the towel from around his neck, idly beginning to dry it. "What about them?" Toru chimes, dropping his head so I have better access to his hair. "I was thinking about my mom and brother… How they're always at the hospital. Akira has been in the hospital for 6 years now, it's sad to think he's spent his childhood in a hospital, unable to do things that other kids can… and my mom…" I whisper, my voice failing me as a lump forms in my throat.

"She's a strong woman for dealing with that; it can't be easy doing what she does." Toru says softly, and I can't help but laugh softly as I drag my fingers through his hair, checking for wet spots. "I… I haven't told them that he's back. I mean, I plan to, in fact, I have people on standby to help me break the news but… it's gonna be so difficult adding onto that, you know? I want them to be able to trust that I can defend myself, but I'm scared too. I don't know if I can get through this by myself." I say, though Toru gently strokes his thumbs over my waist. "But you're not by yourself. As you said, you have people on standby, waiting to back you up. In fact, I'm sure if you asked everyone in the competition would gladly come to your rescue." Toru says as I replace the towel around his neck. "Yeah, they would, but I don't want to call on them like that." I whisper, though Toru looks up at me with a serious gaze. "Yeah, I figured you wouldn't; but if you ever need anything, even if it's just to sit in silence or for me to come open a jar, I'm a call away. I don't mind; you're very precious to me, after all." Toru says softly, my heart fluttering in my chest- I can't help but giggle, smiling sweetly at him.

*Now that you mention it, there is this one jar I can't open. It's sealed like a vault, I've been trying to bust it open for days now." I chime, making Toru laugh as he squeezes my hips lightly. "Tell you what, how about you go take a quick shower while I get dressed, we'll go to that store I was talking about and the animal shelter to look at all the possible pets. Then I'll take you home to see if I can bust that jar open for you." Toru chimes, making me laugh as I kiss his nose. "I don't have a change of clothes." I say, tapping his nose lightly though he shakes his head. "Yeah you do, I snagged an outfit just in case you might need it." Toru chimes and I raise an eyebrow at him, feeling suspicious. "It's not a skirt, I promise." He chuckles, lifting me up and carrying me to the bathroom. "Go on then, I'll come back when the water shuts off." Toru chimes, ruffling my hair and setting me down by the shower. He exits and I sigh, stripping off my clothes and setting them to the side- I needed to take a shower and change anyway. I take a quick one, shutting off the shower and squeezing the water from my hair. Toru comes back in with a towel, humming happily as he wraps me up in it and scoops me up.

I squeak, grabbing onto him tight as he carries me back to his room. He sets me down, beginning to pat me dry as I sigh, taking the towel and drying my hair. "So, where is it?" I ask and he grins, walking over to his gym bag and digging through it. I finish drying my hair and pat the rest of my body dry, Toru dropping a small stack of clothes beside me, along with my combat boots. "How did you manage to grab my combat boots without me noticing?" I laugh and he chuckles softly, his lips twitching. "I'm very sly when I want to be." He says as I begin looking through the outfit as my cheeks burn. "Toru! I said no skirt!" I squeak as he kneels down beside me, cupping my chin and grinning. "But it's not a skirt, Little Cutie, it's a dress. By all means, if you want to stay naked I'll gladly let you. I'll warn you now though, if you stay naked… I'll be tempted to kiss, touch…" Toru says, leaning down as his voice gets lower. "Fine! Let me get dressed!" I squeak and he chuckles, standing up and turning away, whistling softly. I huff, sliding on the clothes- again with the lacy underwear, I really needed to hide those and get new pairs. A form fitting short knitted dress, a black leather jacket and high knee black socks.

I put it on, pouting as I tried tugging the dress as low as I could. "Jeez, it's like you want people to see my panties…" I grumble as he turns back around, smiling widely at me and cupping his chin. "I knew it, you define sexy in that outfit." Toru chimes, reaching to scoop me up but I push his hands away. "Nope! You're not carrying me any more, that's the price you pay for the outfit. I am not going to scar some poor child with the sight of my underwear." I say, my cheeks burning as Toru chuckles softly. "Like that'd be a scarring, it'd just be a brutal awakening. Besides, dressed like that, no one will be able to take their eyes off of you. I want them to see me carrying you, that way they admire our perfect image." Toru chimes, making me laugh as I shake my head. "And whose fault is that? They'll have to deal with seeing me beside you on crutches." I tease and he pouts, crossing his arms and pouting. "Okay, well what do you think of my outfit?" He chimes and I look up at him, seeing he was dressed in a white black striped shirt, white jeans and a white jacket with sky blue designs on it. "You look like you're begging to be stained." I giggle and he gasps, putting his hand to his chest, pouting.

"But… you do look very nice." I tack on and a wide smile spreads over his face. "Thank you! You do too. I'll be back with your stuff then we can head out!" Toru chimes, turning and leaving me alone, humming happily. He brings me my dirty clothes in a bag so I could bring it back home before helping me back to the entryway. "I'll be back, I'm going to get something." Toru chimes, heading back to his room as I slide on my combat boots, tying them up tight. Soft fingers caress my neck, making me jump as I tilt my head back. Toru smiles sweetly at me from his kneeling position, pulling something snug around my neck and under my hair. "What's this?" I ask as I hear a soft click, Toru fiddling with it lightly as I lift my hand to my neck, feeling the small strip of fabric. "It's a choker- a necklace of types. I thought it'd look good with the outfit!" Toru chimes, gently pulling my hair from my neck to make sure it wasn't caught in it. "Oh, okay. Thanks?" I say, laughing softly as his cheeks tint pink, his eyes softening. "No problem. You can keep it, it looks better on you anyways." Toru says, helping me stand up and get settled into my crutches. Toru takes my backpack, slinging it over his shoulder before we head out.

"Spacykawa! Full of wonders and surprises, just waiting for me to get lost in and explore." I chime as we arrive at the mall, smiling up at him as he laughs. "Cute, but no." Toru chuckles, holding open the door for me as I hum, swinging in. "Toto?" I ask and he laughs again, shaking his head. "Nope! I'm not a dog!" He laughs, his hand settling on the middle of my back as I snort. "Okay then, Mister Kawa. What should I call you?" I ask, raising an eyebrow at him as his face curls into a wide smile. "Perfect, handsome, cute-" Toru says, counting them off on his other hand and making me laugh. "Egokawa." I joke, making him laugh as he shakes his head. "Oh come on, being confident isn't a crime." He says and I offer him a sweet smile as he guides me into a store. "No, of course not- bragging about it, however…" I chime, making him laugh again though I notice three girls pointing at us, whispering amongst themselves. I ignore them, avoiding looking at them as Toru guided me over to a rack of sweaters. "This is where I got that jacket from, go ahead and look through." Toru chimes and I start picking through the rack, the girls that had been pointing and whispering entering the store.

"Oh, this one's cute." I giggle, pulling out a black sweater with a milk carton on it that reads 'space milk' in bold mint colored over a little alien with sprinkles on its head. "That would look adorable on you!" Toru says, taking the sweater and holding it to my body, making me laugh. "We're here to shop for you Sillykawa, not me!" I say though Toru smiles, raising an eyebrow at me. "Then I'll buy this for you." Toru chimes and I snort, snatching the sweater from him. "No, Toru." I say, my lip twitching at his enthusiasm as I put the sweater back on the rack. "Nope~ I'm going to buy it for you." Toru says, plucking the sweater off the rack and tossing it over his shoulder. "Toru-" I protest, reaching for the sweater though he shushes me, setting his hands on my hips. "I'm getting it, for me, to give to you." Toru chimes and I sigh, rolling my eyes and crossing my arms. "Well, then I guess you're lucky Arthur's paying. I'll buy it, for you, to give to me, and I'll also buy you a sweater, for you, to not give to me." I say, making him laugh as he takes my arm, kissing my hand. "Sounds like a plan. Now come on, help me find something that makes me look good." Toru says and I turn back to the rack, digging through.

I keep trying to come up with nicknames for him as we pick out sweaters, making him laugh as each one gets more and more ridiculous. "Okay, how about this one?" Toru asks, stepping out of the dressing room wearing a white sweater with a big green alien face on it, 'I don't believe in humans' written around it. "It's nice." I chime and he laughs, coming over and setting his hands on my hips. "That's what you said about the last two; I'm trying to look better than nice." Toru chimes and I laugh, smiling up at him. "I like all three of them, it's not my fault you look good in everything you try." I say and his cheeks tint pink, a grin spreading over his face. "Oh yeah? Can you imagine kissing me in them?" He asks and I tilt my head, looking over him again- his white Adidas, the white jeans, the alien hoodie. His pink cheeks and that easygoing grin- he did look good, in fact he looked great. I slide my finger into the neck of the sweater, tugging him down gently and brushing my lips over his. "Is that a good enough answer for you?" I ask, his cheeks now fully pink as he chuckles. "No, not quite." He whispers so I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him into another, deeper kiss.

He scoops me up in his arms and I wrap my legs around his waist, his hands sliding down and cupping my ass. He groans softly as I tangle my fingers in his hair, gripping on tight. I tilt my head, nipping his bottom lip and making him suck in a sharp breath of air. He suddenly pulls his head back, looking up at the ceiling and blowing out a long breath. "I never knew being grounded could be so painful." Toru groans, making me laugh as he gently sets me down. He grabs my crutches that I hadn't even realized I had dropped, getting me settled back on them. "Okay, I'm going to change back into my jacket and we can go check out the animal shelter. You made me too happy, and I need to take a quick breather before I turn into an animal and get us in trouble." Toru chimes, making me giggle as he walked back into the changing room. "What the heck was that?" Someone whisper shouts and I spare a glance over to where it came from, seeing the three girls who had been whispering and pointing duck their heads, pretending to look through the rack of clothes they were hiding behind. We had been browsing the store for half an hour now, yet those girls had been at the same rack the entire time.

They were spying, being painfully obvious about it though Toru seemed oblivious enough- that or he didn't seem to care. It was easy enough to ignore their frantic whispering, their anxious glances- one of them had actually found a jacket she liked but balked at the price- so I doubt they could afford anything from the store. I was used to worse attention honestly, goodness knows back in America the attention I'd get because of my pale skin, black hair and blue eyes. I recognized this attention, though it was a bit different since they were probably fan girls of Toru's. I was used to the attention of a jilted lover more than fan girls, so it was actually kind of amusing seeing them so flustered. It was also kind of sad, I wonder if Toru had ever been hounded or harassed by them. I hope he didn't always get bothered by girls when he was shopping, it seemed like it would get tiring after a while. I fixed my dress that had slid up my thighs when Toru had picked me up, tugging it as low as it could go. Really, it was a nice dress, but I need some shorts or leggings to go under it. If it came down to it, I wouldn't be able to move like I wanted to because I'd be scared of flashing some poor unsuspecting child.

"Okay! So which one should I get?" Toru chimes, stepping out of the dressing room and lifting up the sweaters he had tried on. I pick out three of them, hanging the rest on the rack next to the changing room. "Those three for sure." I say, knowing that Arthur wouldn't even bat an eye at the price- he'd actually be more upset if I didn't spend more money. He was weird like that, I had called in one of his favors and cashed it in for our little shopping spree, so he expected me to buy anything we wanted. Of course I was hesitant to spend it on myself, but I had noticed Toru liked those three sweaters a lot. Getting something I knew Toru would like would keep Arthur off my back, so it was really kind of a win win. "Eh? Are you sure that's okay?" Toru asks, raising an eyebrow as I offer him a kind smile. "Oh yeah, it's fine. Trust me." I say and he hums, grabbing two of the sweaters off of the rack from earlier. "Fine, but you're getting these two for yourself." Toru says, making me laugh though I didn't fight him on it- I was getting tired of the girls stares digging into my back. "Fine, fine. Let's go pay." I say, walking over to the register as Toru sets our things down, the cashier scanning them.

She mumbles the total and I reach into my backpack on Toru's shoulder, pulling out my wallet. Toru turns away as I tap the fancy black card on the scanner, stuffing it safely back in my wallet. The cashier bags our goods and I put my wallet away, Toru taking the bag as we both thank her. His hand finds the small of my back again, guiding me out of the store as I hum softly. "Do you want to get a drink before we head to the animal shelter? I'm kind of thirsty." I say, Toru humming and nodding softly. "I know this really nice cafe at the food court upstairs. We can get drinks there." He says, guiding me to the elevator as I notice the girls from before running for the escalator. Had they been eavesdropping? Just how obsessed were they? By the time we got to the cafe, they were at a table in the far back. "Can you go ahead and get the drinks? I'm going to sit down and give my ankle a break." I ask and Toru nods, lifting my hand and kissing it softly. "Sure, do you have anything in mind?" Toru asks and I smile up at him, shaking my head. "No, not really. Anything strawberry or vanilla will do, no whip cream. Surprise me." I say, pulling him down and kissing his nose gently.

"Use the black card or the cash in my wallet." I chime before I swing over to the tables, picking one in the middle back, with a good view of the outside. It was three tables away from the girls, though I sat facing them and leaned my crutches on the chair next to me; I wanted to see them if they started coming over. I pulled out my phone, texting Arthur and letting him know that we were also getting drinks. He sent me a thumbs up and a smiley face, letting me know that he was just fine with that. I set my phone back down, looking out at the sky outside, seeing it was a bright and shiny day. I wonder how the weather would be for my playdate with Nen? Maybe we could go to the park and have dinner on a terrace? That would be nice. "What are you thinking about?" Toru chimes as he sets down a pink and white drink with a cherry on top in front of me, taking the seat across from me. "I have a playdate with Nen on Friday with Arthur and Aima. I'm hoping the weather stays nice." I say, lifting the drink up and taking a sip of the strawberry, vanilla chilly sweetness. I moan, savoring the taste and slowly licking my lips before I take a bigger drink- it was thick, a milkshake of some sorts.

"What is the name of this divine concoction you brought me?" I ask, making Toru chuckle as he swirled his drink around. "Strawberry shortcake milkshake." Toru chimes and I take the cherry from the top, popping the whole thing into my mouth. He raises an eyebrow, taking a drink of his drink as I eat the cherry, tying the stem into a knot. "You wanna try? It's really sweet." I ask, offering him my drink- he leans forward to take a sip but I slowly retract it until he's leaning over the table. I slide up, capturing his lips and making him gasp, though I slide my tongue into his mouth. He groans softly, his hand tangling in my hair as I wrestle his tongue down. I slip the tied cherry stem into his mouth, leaving it on the tip of his tongue before I pull away. I giggle, sitting back down and taking a sip of my drink. His cheeks were pink as he looked confused, pulling the knot from his tongue before his eyes widened. "Holy shit that's the hottest- um, I gotta go to the bathroom." Toru says, discreetly adjusting his boner as he slides out from his chair. "See you when you get back, very Happykawa." I giggle and his face turns red, giving me my backpack before he shuffles to the nearest bathroom.

I kick my feet lightly, slowly sipping my drink and taking my phone, beginning to record a video, playing it off as texting someone. I set my phone against the napkin holder, sliding my backpack on just in case. The three stalking girls were arguing amongst themselves at their table but I pretended not to care as one of them bolted up. The other two girls stood up as well, beginning to make their way over. I finally looked up at them, setting my drink down and daring them to try something with my eyes. "So you must be Oikawa's newest play thing!" The girl up front says, stopping in front of the table and crossing her arms. The girls behind her both cross their arms, curling their faces in disgust as the girl up front chews her gum obnoxiously- god, that was so annoying. "Ahh, you are a jilted lover. Here I was thinking you were just little fan girls, stalking Kawa with no guts to make a move. But you had your chance didn't you! Tell me, what did you do to fuck it up? Wait, let me guess, you got caught doing something you shouldn't have." I laugh, the girl upfronts face curling in anger as she scoffs. "I'll have you know I moved on to greater things!" She says and I click my tongue softly, shaking my head.

"Poor baby… you got caught cheating. You regret it and you're trying to make sure he has eyes on no one else so he thinks he has to come back to you… how utterly pathetic." I say, saying the last part apathetically as the girl up front goes stiff. The two girls glance at the girl up front, I'm guessing they were told something completely different from the truth. "Did he tell you that?" She squeaks and I let out a sharp laugh, leaning back in my chair. "He didn't have to! I figured it out just by the way you're acting. You're too simple, easy to read." I say and she huffs out a breath, pointing at me. "What about you? Who were you texting? Who's Arthur and Nen? You're cheating on Oikawa too!" The girl says and I laugh, slowly sliding out of my chair and standing in front of her, favoring my uninjured leg. "You don't need to know who they are, but Oikawa knows full well who they are and my business with them. Besides, Kawa and I aren't together." I say, shrugging my shoulders and shoving my hands in my pockets. "Yeah right! You two are together! You bought him clothes, you kissed him and you're wearing that choker!" The girl says, practically foaming at the mouth; I just raise an eyebrow at her.

"He let me have one of his jackets so I told him I'd buy him one in return, he asked me if I could imagine kissing him in that jacket so I kissed him to show him I could. He didn't really get the point the first time, so I had to get the point across the second time. The kiss just now was because he wanted to taste my drink, but I didn't want to share. Oh, and this choker? He said I could keep it, that it looks better on me anyway." I say, the girl looking furious as she began to tremble. "I mean, I would give it to you if you think so highly of it, but it's not nice to give away gifts." I say, giving her a cocky grin and seeing to make her snap. She slaps my cheek and I slowly look around, seeing no sign of Toru or any kids. "That almost tickled." I laugh softly, pulling my hands from my jacket, balling my fist and twisting my whole body with me as I punch the girl in the cheek. She cries out, flying back into her friends and falling to the ground. She groans, cupping her cheek as tears gather in his eyes. "Do yourself a favor and admit you fucked up and lost him. For god's sake, why couldn't you actually just be loyal or upfront that you wanted an open relationship?" I say and she bites her bottom lip, trembling as she cries.

"Despicable. Get over yourself already, you asked for it." I scoff, shoving my hands back in my pocket. "Why you-" her friend growls, grabbing Toru's drink and throwing it in my direction. I easily side step it, though it splashes against a green cotton jacket. The girl looked shocked as I glanced up, seeing a familiar face. "Oh, hey Yuki." I say as he frowns, peeling off his jacket as the girls gather their sobbing friend up, carting her away. "I came to check if you were alright, but it seems like you had that handled." Yuki chuckles, straining his jacket out and grimacing. "Yeah, they were just troublesome girls. You know me though, I was made for trouble." I say, sitting back down on my chair so I didn't stress my ankle. "You alright?" He asks and I offer him a smile. "Yeah, I just twisted my ankle surfing. It's almost better, I just don't want to test my luck." I laugh and he seems to fidget, looking between me and the floor. "Can you do me a favor and tell them that there's been a spill? I'll buy you a drink, and seeing as your jacket got wet because of me, keep the change for dry cleaning." I say, pulling out a $20 from my purse and giving it to him which he takes, jogging over to the cafe.