Okay so this is like the shortest and most randomest thing I've ever published. . . I think. it just came to me so I thought I'd put it on v(o_o)v I don't know. Anyways. . . just read it and don't hate it I guess.

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It's so warm

Kido sighed and shifted in her sleep. Her hands curled around something that felt like a sheet and instead of a pillow her head rested on something more hard and. . . Furry?

Something was wrong. Even though she hadn't opened her eyes yet she new something was not right. Instead of her soft level bed, what she laid on was uneven and quite hard. And she was pretty sure beds didn't move up and down, or snore.

Her eyes opened and she blushed fiercely. She was lying on top of Kano, or more specifically on his back. He was sleeping on his stomach, arms underneath his pillow, his mouth slightly open, and a string of drool dripping from his mouth. It was there, with her arms wrapped slightly around his neck, fingers curled in his sleeves, and her cheek pressing against the back of his neck, that Kido screamed.

"What the hell?!"

Kano opened his eyes and seeing Kido, grinned up at her. "Ah good morning Tsubomi~" Kido tried to pull herself up off of him, but Kano grabbed her wrists to keep her in place.

"Get off of me!" Kido demanded as she struggled against him.

"Technically Kido, you're on top of me." he said.

"Shut up! Why am I in here?" Kido was still scarlet red as she screamed. In her rage she managed to get one of her hands free of Kano's grip. But when she did Kano rolled over towards the edge of the bed. Kido squealed and grabbed the collar of Kano's hoodie to keep from falling off the bed.

He leaned his face closer to hers, "You really don't remember?" He leaned even closer and licked the tip of her nose.

If it was possible for Kido to turn even more red than she already was, she did. In her distress she did manage to pull herself up over Kano and into a heap on the bed.

"What. . . The hell?" she mumbled, trying to hide her flushed face behind a curtain of hair.

"So it's true," Kano giggled, "Hangovers really do make you lose your memory."

Kido glared at him, all traces of embarrassment gone. "I did not have a hangover!" she growled, "Hell, I don't even drink!"

Kano smirked, "You sure about that?" he teased.

Kido's rage boiled over. She lept at Kano, pinning him down by his arms and planting her knees against his chest.

"Ow! Ow! Kido!" Kano gasped in pain.

"Don't screw with me Kano." Kido hissed.

"I. . . assure you. . . I'm not screwing with. . . You. . . Kido." he gasped for air. Kido let him up and crossed her arms over her chest as she stood by the side of the bed.

"W-what. . . What happened? Why was I in you're bed?" she asked. At least my clothes were still on, thank God. But Kido still couldn't remember anything that happened last night. Actually she couldn't remember anything that happened yesterday.

"You better tell me." Kido demanded.

"Alright, alright." Kano said shaking his head. Then he gestured with his finger for her to come closer. She frowned but did as he wanted. But when she was close enough he kissed her quickly on the lips.

"Not telling~"