-Katsuragi Yako-

-Age: 18-

-Current status: Finally home after another grueling negotiation in South America-

-Destination: Wouldn't you like to know?-

'After my 20th bowl of ramen I finally feel at home!' Yako stretched her arms high into the air as she leaned against the railing on the sidewalk. Her tired mind had been revitalized by the delicacies of her home town. Of course that was only a side trip. She had an appointment with a serious client today. And she knew he didn't mind waiting, but after so long she decided it would be rude to be late. She hadn't seen this person in ages it felt like. 'Well feet let's get walking.' The young detective pushed herself off the railing and began her journey.

As her legs shuffled along her fingers worked on the keys of her cell phone. She received a quick reply from her secretary. But she did have to admit, for a braid of hair, Akane was a pretty good secretary. Neuro couldn't have chosen better. Her feet slowed at the thought. He always seemed to pop into her mind. It had already been a couple of years since he had gone back to the demon world. She had accepted that, because if not she knew he would have died. Nevertheless she was glad, if he came back then it would be great, to relive all those fun cases and solve new ones. If not, that was fine too. Because in the end he thought her everything she needed. Her strengths, her abilities, her natural talents, all the thanks in the world wouldn't be enough.

She found herself standing in front of a door. Her client's name printed cleanly on the plaque. A smile graced her face as she turned the handle, unlocked, she would have to take this up with him later. "Hello! I'm back! Wherever you are I hope you aren't causing people any trouble!" Her foot closed the door and she stepped out of her shoes before treading across the floor. "Yoo-hoo? Are you home?"

Trying to take a step forward was a plan that failed as she was backed viciously against the wall. Before she could even squeak out a complaint her lips were covered with another pair. They were rough and demanding, and so familiar. Her arms wrapped around the assailant, one wound into his dark hair, the other rested upon his shoulder. Both of his arms were holding her middle, just enough the keep her in place. His mouth pulled back and they gasped for breath. "About time you got here."

A giggle escaped her mouth as she hugged him tightly, "Sorry about that, my stomach forced me to stop."

"What's more important me or your stomach?"

"Yuya-kun! That's mean! You know I can't help it!" She whined at him and he laughed.

"I know, I know, I just can't help teasing you Yako-chan." Higuchi rested his head on hers and took in the scent. "Now how about you follow your boyfriend to his room and burn off some calories?" His invitation came out as a throaty purr that sent a shiver down her spine. She knew what this suave way of speaking really meant. 'You, me, bed, now.' He may be 21 but he still acted like a horny teenager.

"But I have jet-lag and I'm tired!" She put forth her best pout in order to sway him. But as usual it wasn't enough.

She was hoisted into the air and over his shoulder, "Well then I can help you get to sleep! But in the way I see fit." He slapped her butt and walked down the hall grinning.

"Eep! Higuchi Yuya! I swear if you don't put me down right now! I'm telling Usui-san you're sexually harassing me! Are you listening you hacker? Put me down! Eek! Stop smacking my ass you pervert!"

-Katsuragi Yako-

-Age 18-

-Current status: Hot mess wrapped up happily in her boyfriend's arms-

-Destination: Dream land-