AN: Adult scene transferred to my AO3 account under the same username. It's not extremely vital to the story really, just helps the build up in my opinion. Didn't wanna push my luck by posting it here as it's a lot more detailed than the first. I hope it's decent. I don't usually write lemons but hell, practice makes perfect right?

Chapter 2

He lounges in bed, surrounded by seemingly a mountain of papers. His golden eyes rove over the small black lettering in his calculus course book and quickly works through the problem. It's a good enough distraction from the vibrations of his phone on the nearby nightstand. Its been going off since Inuyasha left Sesshomaru's mansion sized home Monday evening. That'd been four days ago.

He looks over to the black device but quickly looks away as the screen once again comes to life. He sighs, getting lost in his assignments once again.

He jumps at the loud incessant knocking he hears from the front door of his apartment. He looks over to his phone and quickly puts two and two together. His cellphone had been quite for the last thirty minutes. He looks to the digital clock on his dresser. It's five forty-two. Sesshomaru usually leaves the office at five.

He gets up and makes his way to the front door, the knocking sounds still unrelenting. He snatches the door open, a smart comment on the tip of his tongue but is taken aback at the way Sesshomaru shoulders past him, his long strides taking him to the master bedroom. The room he'd just been in. He closes the door and turns around with a frown. He watches the demon come out and check the other smaller bedroom and bathroom before turning back to him. He stands by the door in stunned realization. Sesshomaru thought he had someone else in here with him.

Sesshomaru walks up to him, face expressionless but the rigid set of his shoulders gives him away. Inuyasha can't bring himself to care. His eyes narrow as the demon stands directly over him, his chest lightly heaving. Letting the hanyou know he'd been worked up long before he reached the apartment.

"Satisfied?" He asks sarcastically, his displeasure at having his home checked for another man apparent.

"No." The demon snarled before leaning down to press against Inuyasha's lips. He stands there, unresponsive for a moment, but his attempt at staying angry is a futile one. Not when the demon's mouth and tongue are so demanding and feel so good against his own. Not when Sesshomaru kisses him in a way that let's him know just how much he was missed. That he's not the only one craving.

Without words, they find themselves headed towards the dark couch, hands quickly ridding the other of their clothes, mouths not staying apart for long. Inuyasha lands on the couch at the small push he receives, the taller demon not far behind. Inuyasha wraps his arms around Sesshomaru at the mouth that reaches everything within its reach. His head turns at the long lick his neck receives followed by a small bite. Sesshomaru works him in a way that soon has the hanyou gasping at the sensations going throughout him. His neck is his spot and the demon knows this well.

..

Inuyasha spills over his hand with a final cry and slumps over the rest, feeling the demon pump into him still with his own release. He feels the wetness enter him and a feeling of contentment claims him. He can't help but think it should always be like this. Sesshomaru leans over and rests against Inuyasha's back, both of their breathing heavy. He feels the light kisses pressed against his back and smiles to himself.

Naturally, Sesshomaru recovers first and picks up the hanyou's slightly sore body. He leads them into the master bedroom and then the shower. He sets the hanyou down but Inuyasha sticks close, not trusting himself not to collapse as his legs feel like jelly. Sesshomaru wraps an arms around his waist and uses the other to adjust the water over them.

Something inside Inuyasha makes him lean up and runs his nose down Sesshomaru's neck and collarbone. He feels the hand rub over his hip and can't help the growl of pleasure that leaves him. His demon recognized this man before him as its provider. Its Alpha despite their circumstances. He doesn't resist when a soap sudded cloth runs over his body and he's only too happy to return the favor once he's been cleaned.

Though it's while cleaning Sesshomaru's back that he gains a bit of his senses back. His rational side emerges once again. The him that knows the reality of their situation. It won't be in his bed that Sesshomaru rests tonight. He's not cleaning him because it's a purely kind gesture. He's washing away his scent. This man is going to leave soon. Back to the wife who's most likely waiting for him at home.

He falls quiet and doesn't notices the golden eyes looking his way as he quickly washes his hair. He leaves the shower without a word, leaving the demon to it.

He pulls out a large plain black T-shirt and quickly braids his hair into a sloppy, single plait before throwing it over his shoulder. He walks back into the living room and grabs the demon's clothes and the blue bottle of lube before returning back to the bedroom.

He can't help but run his eyes over Sesshomaru's form as he exits the bathroom with nothing but a towel around his waist. He hands over the clothes without a word and return the lube back to its place in the top drawer. He makes his way over to his bed and sits back to watch the demon dress. He remembered when he made the demon leave without washing off but now he can't find the energy in him to be so sadistic. All he wants to do is sleep.

He lays down, and Sesshomaru watched him as he returns every crease and cuff back to its proper place. The dark gray suit fitting his sculpted frame well.

He walks over to the hanyou and drops down into a crouch beside Inuyasha, his eyes serious. "You shouldn't make it a habit to ignore my calls. I was worried."

"Tch. More like jealous." Inuyasha responds with no real heat. "Don't you have somewhere to be?"

Sesshomaru looks at him for a moment. "I don't know what you want me to do Inuyasha. I don't want to leave you like this."

"But we both know you will anyway. Go," he urged with a smile that doesn't match his eyes. "I'll be alright."

"I might be able to get away this weekend. Tell Kagura I'm going on a short business trip."

Inuyasha looks at him -really looks at him. It's only because he's gotten to know this man so well that he can detect the traces of desperation behind those words. A man trying to make two people happy. Inuyasha's state affects him and for some reason that hurts him, despite his growing discomfort in his position as the secret lover. Despite Sesshomaru's sins, he's trying. In his mind, he's trying to balance out the bad acts he commits by trying to do good.

That's how it seems anyway.

Inuyasha tilts the corners of his lips up slightly, not able to offer his worried lover more than that. "Sure. That'd be nice."

Sesshomaru sighs before standing up and dropping a kiss onto his forehead. "I'll see you later." He moves away and Inuyasha can't help but watch as he reaches into one of his front pockets and produces decent sized rolls of wrapped money. No doubt all one hundred dollar bills. The demon leaves them on the dresser and walks out of the room. He listens to the front door open and shut softly.

He lays there for a moment, his breathing the only thing filling the silence. It's ironic, he thinks. When he's finally in a position to get exactly what he wanted, he'd trade it all in just to be able to stay by Sesshomaru's side. The money, the lavish apartment, the car. His schooling paid in full. Anything he could ever want at the snap of his fingers. That'd always been the goal. It's why he started up with the demon in the first place. Love had definitely not been on the agenda. Now, he just felt lonely. Funny how the littlest things could make you realize just how much you weren't really happy. Kagura had touched the part of him that he thought he buried deep. Just by her sounding more open and vulnerable. It reminded him that she was not a woman who he could just forget about. They cared deeply for the same man. Seeing Sesshomaru respond to her with an openness he didn't let just anyone see. Despite not being in love with her, she obviously held value. He didn't feel as confident as he'd started out. They never talked much besides last weekend if the demon would leave his wife. Inuyasha knew he wanted to but hadn't really pushed it. He assumed it was pretty much a given he would leave her and be with him. Now, it's all he thought about these past few days.

Now that he was in love he was more lost than ever. He clung to Sesshomaru with both hands but they were both drowning.

Inuyasha looked around the office, waiting for Sesshomaru to finish up talking with one of the employees in his family's company. He was the only heir to the trucking distribution company. Inu Distribution. His father, Inu no Taisho Takaji, was the current CEO and the man responsible for building his own empire. Sesshomaru Takaji was the president of Inu Distribution.

He walked behind Sesshomaru's desk, running a hand over the smooth, cold mahogany desk top before siting down in the black chair. He spun around, facing the large panes of glass that looked over the other high buildings of Tokyo.

It was in this building where he first laid eyes on Sesshomaru. He'd been on a tour of Inu Distribution with a handful of other students from Shikon University during his course of the student work program. He'd seen Sesshomaru walk out of his office and watched him as he came over to shake hands with their group leader. He then turned to the students and shook each of their hands. Inuyasha hadn't tried to hide his attraction but made a conscious effort not to let it be known to the rest of the group. He hadn't been sure at the time but it was safe to say that the lingering fingers across the palm of his hand as the demon pulled away hadn't been his imagination.

They'd had an interesting three weeks. Finding any and every reason to be alone and ditch the rest of the students. Sesshomaru had fucked him silly on his desk by the end of the second week and every day after that until the end of the program. It was only then that the demon expressed he wished to continue seeing him and that he was married.

It naturally gave him pause but when he'd been surprised with a white 2015 Jaguar F-Type R Coupe and a kiss, he was a goner. It was then he realized how beneficial being the lover to Sesshomaru Takaji could be. He'd been bought and had absolutely no problems with it.

Not after being raised by a pair of old humans who survived off of a modest monthly government check every month.

Not that he was ungrateful for the things given to him in his youth. They'd adopted him and loved him. Gave him somewhere to belong. That didn't stop his childish hanyou mind from noticing the other kids with the new toys and clothes while he still sported the things he'd managed to get from his last Christmas. Spending years in a home of cockroaches and faulty piping. Sometimes having to stretch one large meal to last for the next few nights.

The gifts and money did him in. Not having been on the beneficial side of someone else's extravagance. Spontaneous trips. Multiple credit cards. The latest gadgets and accessories. The sex.. They'd fucked in so many places. The roof of the demon's car. In the restrooms of the elegant five star restaurants of Japan. Over the soft sands of the beach while under the dark of the night. In the man and his wife's bed. His office. With his wife in the building on the floor directly below. All because they could. With their recklessness brought them a new high.

Sesshomaru took him from his struggles of the mundane world and introduce him into his. He never asked anything from him but to see no one but him and be ready when he called. It was a small price to pay in his eyes for his new lifestyle.

All the perks of a relationship without the headache. It was perfect. He got good sex and got to send the demon packing back home at the end of a passion filled night to his wife. Who was he to stop Sesshomaru from spending his money on him if that's what he wished to do?

They were just using each other. He was the demon's escape from whatever he was obviously running from and Sesshomaru was his safety net. He never gave much though to his wife in his dealings with her husband. He acknowledged her presence in his life but it held little meaning to him at the time. It was obvious from Sesshomaru's actions the bond they once shared was severely weakened. Their phone calls were always so impersonal. If he didn't know they were married he'd have thought them little more than business associates.

He didn't know why the demon kept him around for as long as he did. They never expressed feelings of love. They enjoyed the other's company, but didn't know each other. Inuyasha figured he'd enjoy the spoils while he had the chance.

It wasn't until they'd been walking out of a bar one night that he started to see the silver haired demon in a different light.

He remembered them talking and laughing while Sesshomaru hugged him to his side, his arm around his waist. As they neared Sesshomaru's car, he noticed a dark haired demoness sitting before a brick wall with her legs stretched out before her; a small bundle tucked tightly in her arms. She looked up at their approach and offered them a small smile before leaning her head over her knees. Sheltering the tiny bundle in her arms. He hadn't realized he stopped walking until he felt Sesshomaru break away from him and head towards the silver and black 2016 Lamborghini Aventador. He stayed, watching the woman with the baby. She reminded him of his birth mother, a face he could scarcely remember but those eyes.. They were the same warm amber his human mother once held. Even her sadness was the same as she looked over her child.

He looked over in quiet shock as Sesshomaru came and crouched before the demoness, a thick blanket in his hands. The one they used when they chose to lay out under the sky. She looked up to him with grateful eyes as he carefully draped it over the woman and her baby. She looked back to her child as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a thick band of money. He slipped it into one of her hands with a clasp of both of his, gently dismissing her protests and her persistence in trying to give it back.

Tears ran down her face as she accepted he wasn't going to take it back. He handed her a black and gold accented business card, one Inuyasha knew well. It was the company's business card. Sesshomaru bent his head and whispered to her and her shoulders shook. She smiled down at her baby before hugging the sleeping baby closer to her, a litany of 'thank you's' leaving her as she lightly rocked her child.

Sesshomaru didn't say anything. He stood up and held out a hand towards Inuyasha. He sent her a parting glance and hurried over to be by the demon's side. A feeling of pride reverberated throughout him though as he walked beside the silent demon. He squeezed his hand and felt a squeeze in return.

In his mind's eye, that had been his own mother sitting there. Sesshomaru was more to him now than just the handsome and spoiled rich demon who used his money only to sustain his own needs and wants. Seeing the demon's compassion towards the less fortunate touched something within him.

That'd been the first night they ever made love.

After that night, something in the way they handled one another shifted. The demon reached a part of him that was affected by his act of kindness. He couldn't help but wonder how differently his life would have turned out had someone shown his own mother such generosity.

Things became more intense between them. Much more real. They talked of things they hadn't before. As well as did things they hadn't seen the need to do with each other.

They opened up. Him about losing the first person to ever care for him at such a young age. His mother murdered by a jealous ex lover that thought she was seeing someone new. Sesshomaru about his rather cold and lonely childhood. Always wanting to gain the approval of his father and trying to please his ever demanding mother. Eventually he learned his wife, Kagura, was one of the handful of people he ever considered a true friend. They'd met while in attendance of the same private school. They didn't talk of her much.

They held one another without the instant need for sexual gratification. They laid down and explored one another with a new, slow motion. A new discovery for something already found.

They knew each other in ways they hadn't before. Something that surpassed a mere physical feeling. Their meetings held more purpose now. Just the thought of seeing Sesshomaru was enough to send him into a fit of happiness and excitement. Not at the prospect of possibly receiving something new. A genuine interest to be in the company of one who turned out to be very interesting. The things he could do for him no longer at the fore of his mind.

Slowly and bit by bit, the demon unintentionally chipped away at his defenses. He was finding it hard to keep a hold of his original feelings. It was hard to view the man as nothing more than a walking, breathing ATM machine when Inuyasha now knew he was much more than his money.

Another shift happened and without his permission. Nights alone no longer held the signature of power he once felt it had. He thought of Sesshomaru together in the same house with his wife when he wished it was him in her place. Thoughts of the silver haired demon filled him and he checked his phone more often than not.

Sesshomaru was a man he could love. He wanted to love Sesshomaru.

He tried to withdraw, convinced thoughts of that nature would give him nothing but heartbreak and disappointment. Sesshomaru wouldn't let him. Wouldn't let him lessen their contact or escape him by spending time outside of himself. He didn't know why. He blamed it on their newfound connection.

It came to a head one night when the demon couldn't get a word out of him despite trying to engage him in conversation. Sesshomaru was visibly growing more agitated with his silence. The hanyou thought it for the best. It was time they ended this before he couldn't turn back. The demon made to leave and Inuyasha stood up to escort him out only to be swooped into a surprise kiss. He struggled and the demon didn't let up, not giving him a moment to break away. He'd been so adamant he had to get away only to end up a still and stunned mess. It wasn't until the three dreaded words registered that all fight left him.

Apparently Sesshomaru was feeling what he was. A married man in love with his secret lover.

That was all she wrote. He couldn't fight anymore and a small part of him no longer wanted to.

Sesshomaru said he wanted to be with him and he believed him, never pressuring the man for more. Just wanting the love and security he hadn't felt in a long time. Being like this was enough. He was happy.

Until a few days prior. Now the woman seemed to want to try and get her marriage back on track. Despite Sesshomaru's intentions, people didn't always follow through with their original plans. If he couldn't even tell his wife that he didn't want to be with her now, how would he work up the nerve to tell her down the line? There would never be a right time. He wouldn't ever tell her and he'd be forgotten or stuck in the same place. Neither of those a good position to be in. Too late he realized he'd placed so much faith in a man he was sure would be his. Now, his future didn't look as bright.

Inuyasha turned at the sound of the door, watching Sesshomaru close the door behind him. The demon eyed him as he made his way behind the desk. His head was tilted back and he closed his eyes at the lips that melded against his own. He kissed him back with passion. Only realizing the turn his thoughts had taken.

Sesshomaru backed away, looking at him intently. "Thanks for coming to see me."

Inuyasha licked his lips with a nod, staring up at him. "Of course. Though I'm curious what this is about since wifey's in the building. I saw her car."

"We're going on a weekend trip. We're going to Okinawa. You didn't have anything to do this weekend did you?"

Inuyasha shook his head, eyebrows raised.

The demon looks at him. "I thought you'd be more excited."

He heaves a silent sigh. "Sorry. You know I love spending time with you. It's just.. going away for the weekend isn't going to change anything."

"I planned this trip special for you and me. No work. No interruptions. I think we could use the weekend away. Just you and me. Will you go with me?"

Inuyasha knows Sesshomaru really wants him to go. He wants to go as well, but doesn't see the point in taking a wonderful trip just to be dropped back into the reality that was their life. For him, he'll go because he sees it obviously means something to him.

"Fine. When do we leave?"

Sesshomaru grinned. "Now."

He reaches out a hand and Inuyasha grabs it, letting himself be pulled up from the seat. They stare at one another and the strangest urge comes over the hanyou. He reaches out and hugs Sesshomaru. The other bring his arms up as well, though he does ask him if he's okay. Inuyasha doesn't answer, he just walks to the door and walks towards the elevators.

No one looks at them as they walk past except the the dark haired demoness behind the large receptionist desk. She's a familiar face and one he's always happy to see. It's Akemi. The same woman they seen outside on the streets with her baby. She sends the two a bright smile, her painted red lips stretching. Inuyasha watches her turn her attention back to something out of his line of sight.

Akemi's been here long enough to know that is Sesshomaru is married. She even delivers papers to Kagura as she's mainly Sesshomaru's receptionist. She's never opened her mouth and told anyone their secret. Not even to the wife she sees on a fairly regular basis. She acts as if their relationship is natural, nothing to bat an eyelash at.

The hanyou wonders if she keeps silent out a sense of gratitude. Or it's because she knows she has much to lose if she doesnt. Maybe she doesn't think it's any of her business.

He's escorted into the elevator and the warm body that pushes him against the wall is enough to pull him from his thoughts. Sesshomaru places both of his hands onto either side of the railing behind him. He looks into the golden eyes that can pull a plethora of emotions from him and he can't help the shiver of pure want that runs through him. He pulls him closer by his waist and the demon kisses him. Lazily. Passionately.

They both break apart at the elevator coming to a stop, Sesshomaru backing away to the wall opposite of him as the elevator fills with four more people. The demon sends him a barely there miniscule smirk but for him, that's the equivalent of bouncing his eyebrows. Inuyasha looks away with a grin, clutching the railing behind him.

They let the others go out first, their eyes on each other and the only thing he cares to see. They walk out, their arms barely brushing up against each other as they walk from the building's doors.

They walk in silence, no words are needed. Real excitement is worming its way in and the trip is starting to seem more appealing. He cuts his eyes to his left, Sesshomaru's looking at him with a smirk. He rolls his eyes and smiles at the short breath of laughter at his side.

The demon walks him to his car, and shuts the door behind him. He taps the top of the car lightly before turning to head towards his own a little further up the aisle. Their are no last touches. No quick parting kisses. No here and not now. There are too many eyes around to take that chance.

Inuyasha pulls out of the space and starts on the drive home. He's running through everything he needs to pack in his mind when his cellphone starts ringing. He picks it up with a quick glance before turning back to the road in front of him. He answers the call and puts it on speakerphone.

"Hey." He says softly, his voice coming out a slightly drawn purr of sorts.

"Inuyasha. Just drop your car off. We have a flight to catch soon. There's no time for you to pack."

An eyebrow goes up before he smoothly makes the left turn with the rest of the cars in lane. All with one hand. "What am I suppose to wear?"

"Nothing preferably." Comes the quick and smooth reply.

"That was so funny I forgot to laugh."

"Park your car and come back down quickly. We'll visit a mall when we arrive in Okinawa."

"Fine. I'll see you soon."

He hangs up and is instantly met with the shrill of sirens. Disbelief grips him as he looks in the rear view mirror to see flashing blue and red lights. He let's out a curse. He hits the top of the wheel before pulling over to the side of the road. He shuts his car off and opens his car door, stepping out and walking towards the police car. The police door opens and a tall, dark ebony haired demon emerges halfway from the seat. He holds a clawed hand out and the hanyou slows his approach.

"Sir. Return to your vehicle. I'll be with you in a moment."

Inuyasha furrows his brows at the man's deep voice and the weird feeling it brings to his chest. He shakes it off. "I'm running late and I have a flight to catch soon. Can't you just let me off with a warning?"

The man cocks his head to the side slightly, as if studying something complex. His dark, bushy brows move inward towards one another. "Please return to the car."

He has the strong urge to stamp his foot and instanly feels mortified. He's gotten to use to getting his way. He settles for a small huff and giving the tall, blue eyed demon his back as he goes to lean back against his car.

Sesshomaru was probably almost to the apartment by now. He cast an irritated glance in the police officer's direction, watching as the man sat in his seat doing something he couldn't make out. He perks up as the demon finally leaves from his vehicle.

The man walks closer and before he knows it, his eyes do a once over of the approaching man's body. His black uniform suits him well. It fits his larger muscular frame well. His hair is bound behind him in one waist length black plait, only the unruly bangs across his tanned forehead let out. They fall into his cornflower blue eyes. His face clear and bearing no demonic markings.

"Why were you talking on your cellphone while driving sir?"

Inuyasha comes out of his daze and remembers his situation. "I was, uh, talking to a friend of mine. They were just telling me to hurry up so we don't miss our flight. So if you don't mind-"

"You do know that it's against the law to talk on your cell phone while driving." His voice rumbles as he addresses the hanyou with a slight condescending air.

"I know." He can't help the slight narrowing of his eyes in his growing irritation. "It was a quick call. Less than a minute."

"A lot can change in that minute sir. Your not the only one on the road. Your selfishness could possibly cost someone there life one day."

He sighs, feeling slightly deflated because in the grand scheme of things the officer is right.

"And I would hate for someone as cute as you to be seriously hurt."

His head snaps up and is greeted by the slight smile on the dark haired demon's lips. He nods helplessly, thinking this man was very handsome when he smiled. His heart races slightly when the man shifts slightly an almost mouthwatering scent hits him for a moment. He takes a discreet inhale; a natural musk that belong to him, aftershave and a fragrance that reminds him off the sea covers him in full force.

"That being said, I hope you'll think the next time you decide to talk while driving." He looks down at white slip of paper handed out towards him. He looks at it and instantly comes back to his senses. "Two hundred dollars." He shouted. He looks at the demon as if he lost his mind and wonders if that was the case. Flirting with him then turning around to hand him a fine. It's not anything he can't afford but the audacity of this officer is appalling.

The man gives a light shrug of his shoulders. "Your cute but everyone can stand to learn a lesson or two. Maybe this'll make you think twice." The man hands over a white card and Inuyasha takes it, noticing the back is presented to him face up. His eyes widen at the number scrawled across its surface in black ink.

He looks up, his disbelief clear as day. "You have some nerve Mr.." He suddenly leans forward, realizing he doesn't even know this man's name. The silver badge reads Y. Anno. His eyes snap back up to meet with his blue. "Mr. Anno. Flirting with me then giving me a ticket. It'll be a cold day in hell before you ever get a call from me." He crumpled the card in his hand as he stares up at the officer's unchanging grin.

The blue eyed demon looks toward the ruined card as if seeing something that amused him. He looks back up before casually lifting a hand towards the white Jaguar as if presenting it for the hanyou. "Have a nice trip." He walks back to his car unhurried and Inuyasha watches him go for a moment before remembering he has to go. Though the childish urge to throw the balled up card in his hand at the retreating officers back is one he ignores. He wouldn't put it past him to charge him with assualt or give him another fine for loitering. He got in and threw the ticket and card into the passenger seat. He starts up the car and sends the police officer a parting glance.

He drives the rest of the ride at a decent enough pace and is too paranoid to even pick up to see who the insistent calling from his cellphone is coming from. Though Sesshomaru is the only to have any reason to call him right now.

He parks the jaguar in the apartment's private parking and quickly jogs back to the front of the building. He sees Sesshomaru standing out of his car, leaning against the driver door. The slight furrow of his brows is enough for Inuyasha to know he's deeply contemplating something. The demon looks up from his intense gaze at the ground and watches his approach. The question in his eyes is palpable.

"Got pulled over by an officer," he answers. "Caught me when I was talking to you."

He watches the moment worry enters his love's eyes and the quick roam over his body. "I'm fine. Fucker gave me a ticket though." He huffs as he looks away, still reeling over the fact the guy had the nerve to give him his number. Damn. He forgot the ticket and card in his car.

A hand grabs his and he steps closer, ears twitching in his curiosity as he wonders how far the demon is going to take this while they're out in the open where anyone can pass and see them. He looks up towards the blue sky at the lips that press forward and skim across his cheek. He can't help but realize Sesshomaru smells like he always does. Soap, deodorant and expensive cologne.

"Ready?"

He pulls back and nods his head before going around to the passenger seat of the silver and black schemed Lamborghini.

He takes his lover's hand and relaxes at the light back and forth motion across the back of his hand. It's enough to get rid of the image of light blue eyes and that officer's wicked smile out of his mind.

AN: This story will probably be updated the most out of my other stories. Every time I try to write something else I start getting the narrative all screwy. This is third-person limited and how I write this is starting to bleed into how I write out my other stories despite me trying to focus. Lol. So I'll try my best to crank these chapters out so I can get back to writing my other works. I don't want my characterization mixed up because I'm trying to do to much at one time. At least now I know my strengths and weaknesses a little better.

So sorry. Please be patient with me.

Okay. See you when I see you guys :*