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Chapter 1: Furniture issues.

Gin and Sherry walked into the hotel room and closed the door behind them. Having being previously informed didn't stop the boy from having a look across the room in search of a specific piece of furniture – when he found it, he didn't even bother to help the unpleased look his face showed. Sherry turned to him, as if she had sensed his upset, and folded her arms over her chest.

'Can't we just… change it?' she asked.

'I don't think so,' Gin responded with a jerk of his head, 'It would look suspicious.'

'Then, what are we going to do?' she demanded. 'We're out of options.'

'I guess we'll have to… you know, share it.'

Sherry sighed. Leaving her suitcase behind, she walked to the double bed that stood in the middle of the room and sat on it. The mattress moved down and then back up at her weight, which made her breasts wiggle under the thin fabric of her light blue spotted top. Gin found himself staring at her chest and immediately blushed. He looked away, hoping she hadn't noticed, while various thoughts involving Sherry, her breasts and that bed flew in and out of his mind.

'We're pretending to be a couple on a winter holiday,' he spoke, trying to remain as calm-looking as possible. 'It would have been weird to ask for two beds.'

'You should have come with Vodka,' Sherry grumbled.

'Vodka?' the boy repeated with a laugh. 'Don't you realize how awkward it would have been for us to share a bed? No, thanks, I'd rather sleep next to you…'

'But won't it be awkward, too?' she insisted. 'Being so close to each other, even if we still haven't…'

Gin couldn't help blushing again. There was the topic they had been dodging ever since their most recent (unsuccessful) attempt. As he thought about it, the feelings of powerlessness and shame of that last time came to him, clutching his heart at once.

'I just…' he started. 'I… I don't think I'm ready. Not yet. It's your virginity, Shiho' he argued, finally using her real name. The girl turned, recognizing the unmistakable sign that he was being serious. 'And mine, too. And I don't think I'm ready to take your virginity… or to let you take mine. Not yet, at least. I'm sorry if… '

'Don't be sorry,' she interrupted him, gesturing with her hands while she herself blushed. 'It's okay. I don't think I'm ready to do it, either. It's… it's too much of a deal just to… do it senselessly.'

'Maybe we should take our time,' he suggested. 'Find our own pace and… try not to rush things.'

'You're right. No pressure – just… everyday life, day by day.'

'That's it. And regarding this bed…' he added, walking towards his girlfriend as he gave the piece of furniture an evaluating look, 'I guess it won't be that much of a problem. We'll make it through. You know, being so physically close may even help us.'

'And it won't last much, after all,' she pointed. 'What was that woman's name again?'

'In the Organization, she was known as Yomashi Takada,' the boy responded with a casual tone.

'Weird name.'

'Indeed. I like "Sherry" way better.'

The two of them laughed and Gin, thankful for the now calmer atmosphere, finally gathered the courage to take a seat by her side. Sherry did notice, although she didn't reject his approach in any way. Once he was sitting next to her, he seized his chance to have a good look at his girlfriend – her reddish-brown hair, of a color he had never seen in anyone else; her light blue eyes, two little pieces of sky he could easily sink into for everlasting minutes; her smooth, tender skin; her gracious figure… How could she be so beautiful?

'I never heard of her,' Sherry went on with their conversation. 'And, obviously, she won't be using that name anymore, or will she?'

'She isn't,' he clarified. 'At first we considered that she might be using her actual name, Eiko Rukuma, but we found out she's made up a new one: Hikako Saigo. That's the woman we're looking for.'

'At least we have a slight idea of where she lives. We don't have to find her from scratch.'

'She hid well,' the boy reckoned. 'This is a very little known island – I myself didn't know it existed until we were assigned for the mission…'

'When you run away from the Organization, you'd better hide well,' Sherry pointed out with a cynic smile. 'And yet, she didn't hide well enough – here we are, little more than two months after she left… Though I must admit I'm surprised it took the Organization so long to find her.'

Gin shrugged.

'She turned out to be smarter than they thought. She escaped in the first place, after all, which is quite an achievement itself…'

'And do you think we will find her?' his girlfriend questioned. 'From what I've been told, she seems to be pretty clever…'

'Not as much as the brightest scientist the Organization has had since her very parents,' Gin pointed out with a grin as he bent towards Sherry. She merely shrugged and shook her head.

'But don't you forget that said scientist is only that – a scientist. I do know a lot on chemistry, and drugs, and all that stuff… but nothing on hiding traitors or how to find them.'

'Finding her will be a matter of using our common sense and logic, nothing more,' the boy replied. 'It won't be that hard, not while having you. That's why "that person" chose you.'

'But someone else was chosen, right?' she added with an amused smile. 'A certain sharp-minded, long-haired boy. I think he will be the one to find the runaway.'

'They'll do it together,' Gin claimed, looking at Sherry in the eye. 'They're both very bright, and so won't have any difficulty. Don't you think so?'

The young scientist nodded her head. While still in silence, she moved her face closer to his and then placed a sudden, quick kiss on his lips. Her nose brushed softly against his for an instant when she retreated, and Gin couldn't help the blush that rushed up to his cheeks.

'I'm sure they'll succeed,' she whispered. 'And one last thing – did you know that they're a couple… and that they're both still virgins?'

Gin bent backwards as his chest shook with laughter. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Sherry made a grin of her own, and that only made him feel happier. Indeed, that mission was going to be singularly nice.

Author's notes:

¡Hola! Hello! Hallo! こんにちは! Salut! Here comes Sherry Furude once more, ready for attack!

Here we are again! I'm sorry it's been so long. I finished writing this fic on November 15th, but many reasons have prevented me from publishing it earlier - mainly the lack of time and of confidence. Today I had some time and I thought 'Why not?' So here we are.

Again, I wrote this fic for a Tumblr request. I won't tell you what the anon requested me, as it would spoil you part of the story, both I hope you all, especially the anon, like the way it has turned out! As much as I myself like what I've written, I must admit I still haven't decided whether the events of this fic will be part of my fanon (the events and facts which I headcanon, including Gin's actual name), as it would mean the removal of a certain headcanon I have had for some time now.

As I always repeat, I encourage you to tell me if you find any grammar, punctuation or spelling mistake. Help me improve my writing! I will be more than thankful.

I will be publishing one chapter per week (as usual) every Sunday. The time of the day? I'm not very sure.

So this is it for today. See you next week and lots of love!

Sherry F.