Oh, shit.
Amaya felt her heart drop when she realized she had no idea where she was. She nearly screamed when she discovered that she was naked and sore and was covered with nothing but a thin bedsheet. Amaya nervously glanced around her surroundings; it was clearly a boy's room but she didn't know whose room it was and she didn't know where the house was. For all she knew, she could be in Kyoto and not know it.
Amaya jumped when a body stirred beside her. She scooted away to the end of the bed and clutched the bedsheet to her chest. The boy sat up and groaned softly, scratching his head. Amaya blushed when the boy opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Hey, you're awake."
Amaya couldn't deny that his husky voice was attractive. The boy was handsome-hell, he was more than handsome; he was hot! He had beautiful golden hair and honey eyes that were smoldering at her.
"Who are you?"
"Huh? You don't know me?"
"Where am I?"
"In my room."
"What happened?"
"You don't remember?"
Amaya blushed when the boy stared at her. She thought back to the events of last night and tried to remember exactly what happened.
"Well...I went to a mixer with some friends and ended up meeting some guys from school...we went to karaoke and I drank some stuff..."
Amaya squeaked when the blonde moved towards her and caged her in between his arms, his bare torso, and his bed. Amaya did her best to keep her eyes on his face.
"You got drunk," Amaya shivered when the boy leaned in towards her ear, his hot breath fanning on her still-sensitive skin, "and you fell into my arms and told me you loved me and started kissing me."
"I-I did?"
The boy nodded and his lips pressed kisses along her jaw,
"And when you asked me to take you, how could I resist? You were looking at me with such beautiful eyes."
Amaya gasped when the boy kissed her and pulled her up against him. Amaya squeezed her eyes shut and cursed her luck. She wondered what her friends at school would think if they ever found out.
Ah! School!
With a burst of energy, Amaya pushed the boy away from her and she gasped loudly as she fell off the bed and onto the floor.
"Shit! School! I forgot about school!"
Amaya quickly gathered her panties, bra, and grey Kaijo uniform from the floor. She put them on and grabbed her school bag, which was sitting by the door, and she ran out of the room.
The boy chuckled, amused, as he looked out the window to see the girl running away from his house. He knew she went to his school but that was all he could remember about her. He knew one thing for sure, though; she made cute expressions and he wanted to see more of her.
