Here you go, some nice Heiji/Kazuha fun! Here is the corresponding pic of her in Heiji's shirt, check it out. http:// jojoangel. jo. funpic. de/ Kazuha-Heiji_766x 599. jpg

Part II - Tea

Heiji awoke in the early morning by the annoying birds that were singing and chirping merrily. It was true that he usually loved the beautiful cherry trees outside his window, especially when they were in full bloom, but today he wished there were no trees at all and no birds at all.

"Cursed birds…" Heiji murmured to himself after his third, in vain attempt to shield himself from the noise by sticking his head under the pillow and the covers.

Pulling the blanket off his face, he glanced over at his watch and discovered that it was not even six in the morning!

Slightly annoyed, he started staring at the illuminated ceiling of his room, stretching his arms and legs in every direction. As time passed, he had to admit that, although the morning had started rather bumpy, he was not feeling too mad at the moment. The anger in his stomach had flown away pretty fast and a content feeling started to spread all over, from his head to his naked feet that were peeking from under the covers.

'I must have had a really good sleep.' He thought to himself and wondered for a moment if he could remember any kind of dream but came up with no recollections of his activities last night.

However, as he kept trying to remember a reason for his almost dreamy state, his eyes snapped open in realization. Immediately he propped himself up on his elbows and looked left and right on the bed, then around his room. His eyes widened a little and when he didn't find what he was looking for, quickly jumped off the bed, ignoring the slight swaying of his legs as they protested against the sudden task of having to steady all of his weight and the lack of clothing. He quickly grabbed one of his shirts, a velvet, blue one, not even bothering to button it and a pair of black pants into which he stumbled.

Rushing down the stairs, fingers fumbling with the zipper of his pants, he called out for his desired object.

"Where are you? Kazuha?" But he received no response.

Anxious and slightly alarmed, he paced the living room and the rest of the house. A slight movement made him stop and he narrowed his eyes to enhance his vision. He sneaked to the object sitting on the couch right in front of the kitchen door. She had her back turned to him and didn't hear him come, her shoulders relaxed.

Heiji couldn't help but look at the sweet picture that she presented in the weak illuminated room and wondered if something was bothering her. She didn't usually sit with slacked shoulders or sneak out in the middle of the night…Doubts arose in his head, increasing the urge to check on her.

He came to a halt right next to her and carefully peeked over her shoulder to look at her face, praying silently that he would not find tears there. "Kazuha?" he asked very softly.

She turned to look at him surprised but not startled and he sighed as he was gifted with a beautiful smile. "Hey!"

"Are you ok?" He quickly made himself ask before he lost the nerve to do so.

"Of course. Did you worry?"

"A little bit…" he admitted quietly and walked around the couch to sit down next to her.

He did not really want to admit that he had been scared he had done something wrong last night. It had been, after all, only their third night together and he was still being a little concerned about certain things. Not that he let it show. He was pretty sure he did his very best to make sure she was happy and pleased with everything that had happened so far. An incredible heat was rushing to his cheeks and he couldn't bear looking in her eyes for a moment.

He guessed she must have read his thoughts for as she saw, or more felt than saw, the heat in his face, she couldn't help but blush in company. The tantei wondered if she could actually read his thoughts. He was pretty sure that she did that anyway, most of the time, but right now it was slightly different.

Out of nowhere, a huge grin spread on his face as he realized that she was wearing his favourite sweater, the white and olive-green colours and with the SAX emblem in the middle. That alone was a big turn on but in addition to that, and what was working far more than anybody could have guessed, he was pretty sure that she was not wearing anything underneath! Absolutely nothing… his brain bid him farewell. He found himself desperately trying to concentrate his remaining brain cells on comprehending this little fact.

Heiji quickly closed his mouth again, knowing he must be drooling. However, he was not quite as fast with averting his eyes that were still glued intently to her upper body.

Kazuha smirked knowingly. "Are you staring at the sweater or at my chest?"

"At your che-" he quickly caught himself and shook his head to clear and sort out his thoughts. "I mean, at MY sweater…What were you thinking?" It was clear that he was amused and not mad about the fact that she had borrowed his clothes.

She shrugged and hugged her arms for a moment. "Don't know. I just like it." His eyes were now drawn to her face and the enchanting expression that was turning more serene by the minute. She went on with closed eyes and a sweet smile on her lips. "It's warm, comfortable and smells like you."

Without thinking about his actions, knowing something inside him had just snapped, he slid closer to her and opened his arms. She met him halfway and sunk into his secure embrace, accepting and returning the comforting gesture.

Together they sat cuddled on the couch, both now only feeling fully content and happy. Nothing else, all bad having just evaporated into thin air. She lay her head gently against his chest, the sound of his steadily heart beat almost lulling her back to sleep. One of her hands was sprawled on his tummy while he enjoyed the warmth of her against him and held her tightly, stroking her hair with his other hand.

"What are you doing down here so early in the morning?" he whispered against the crown of her head where his cheek had been resting.

"I got thirsty and I came down to make some tea."

Heiji gave a small "Oh.." sound, suddenly feeling stupid for worrying. He held her closer, shifting his body a little more flush against hers.

"But I think the water is already boiling. If there's any water left at all." She stated and giggled against his solid body.

Heiji joined in with marry chuckles of his own and kissed her forehead unconsciously. Then he brought up a hand and stroked her hair back and out of her eyes. Kazuha gave him a brilliant smile.

"Are you ok, too?"

He couldn't but return her smile. "Couldn't be better."

"Want to drink some tea?" She traced lazy circles with her hand on his stomach.

The young male took a moment to think about this. Far longer than it normally would take anybody to answer such a simple question. But, after shortly debating with himself, he chose to tell her the truth. That is, if she wanted the truth.

"Do you want the truth?" He asked, pulling his head back to grin down at her.

Kazuha raised an eyebrow, suddenly wondering if she indeed wanted to hear what he was thinking about, the slightly funny -mad was such a harsh word to use- expression on his face irritating her a bit. Nonetheless, she nodded, albeit hesitant and careful.

"I'd much rather go back upstairs and check for myself if there's anything underneath that too big sweater…"

"Oh, is that so?" She now grinned broadly at him.

"Oh yes." He nodded, one hand stroking down her side and over her exposed thigh. "What are you giggling about?" He tried to pout.

"I just had to think about something I read in a magazine recently. They had been right."

"And what is that?"

"They said that if a naked girl wears the too big shirt of her boyfriend, it does something with the guy. It recommends one to, quote: just try it and marvel at the effects it has on him."

But from the expression on Heiji's face she could clearly see that he wasn't with her anymore. The big grin on his face was almost scary but he soon came back, repeating the one word out loud that was racing around his brain. "Naked?" His grin became toothy.

Kazuha shook her head in amusement and laughed.

"Excuse me…" He suddenly said and stood up quickly. Before she could blink, he had grabbed her around the shoulder and under the knees, hoisting her up into his arms. "…but you know I have always been a suspicious guy. I rather go upstairs right away and check that out for myself."

He hurried back to his bedroom, her lovely yelps and soft laughter making his heart swell. He didn't even mind that, as he had managed to undress her, she send him down to take care of the boiling water before they burned down the house. He did so with a laughter and hurried quickly back into her waiting arms where he physically showed her for the repeatedly time just how much he loved her. Afterwards, exhausted but unbelievably happy, they lay in each others' arms, sharing warmth, creating new memories. The chirping of the birds made them both giggle and they started trying to sing along with the cheery song of the birdies until exhaustion took its toll on them and they went back into a light slumber. What a bliss, sleeping in on Sundays.

Even years later, Heiji would think back to this one quiet and passion-filled morning whenever he was asked to determine the first time he had known for sure that he wanted to spend his whole life only with Kazuha, forever.