Living with a man is kind of suffocating when it comes to girl time. On one of Yamato's days off he had plans to go watch baseball with the guys. They invited me of course but I was in serious need of being alone. Yamato wasn't doing anything in particular to make me feel suffocated. It was just the fact I felt like I couldn't really do the things we girls sometimes do just to make ourselves feel human.

So when he left I turned on some music. Then I went to the bathroom and got bottle of face mask cream out and started applying it while shaking my hips to the music. This was one thing I didn't want to do with Yamato around and during the day when he was at work it made me feel bad for doing nothing while he was working. I may have been staying with him to help him out but I was still a freeloader.

When my face was completely covered with green cream that made my skin start to tingle I went back out to the living room. I saw Roomba sitting in the corner where Yamato had put it the night before. "I think I'll give you a break today," I spoke to the Roomba.

Yamato was rubbing off on me. I didn't really think it was a bad thing that Yamato had been talking to the Roomba and calling it his roommate. It gave me insight to he is. He seemed like a lonely guy who would rather drink shochu than admit to that. He had the Long Island guys around him to call family but since his mom died. So the Roomba was understandable.

I broke out the vacuum and started to clean while dancing to the music. It was because of the music that I didn't hear the front door open or Yamato announce he was home. When the music stopped I turned around in surprise and was faced with Yamato, Saeki, Yuta, Takao, Ren and Uncle. They were all staring at me with wide eyes. Uncle was the only one who was trying hard not to laugh. I immediately turned off the vacuum and just stared.

"Um…welcome back?" I said it in a form of a question. I was glad there was green cream all over my face because if there wasn't they would definitely see that I was the exact shade of a very ripe tomato.

"The TV broke at Long Island so we decided to come back here to watch the game," Yamato cleared his throat. "Are we interrupting?"

"No," I shook my head trying my hardest not to take off running to the bathroom. "Let me go and just wash my face and then I'll come back out and get you guys some snacks or something."

I didn't even wait for a response and I booked it to the bathroom. I practically slammed the door and Uncle's laugh he had been holding in echoed in the apartment. He wasn't alone in laughing though Yuta and Saeki joined in. Takao was trying to get them to stop. Ren was silent of course and I wasn't sure what Yamato was doing.

I washed off my mask then looked at myself in the mirror. This was what I had been trying to avoid while living with a guy. There was a knock on the door and it opened. "Hey Pouty," Yamato said as he came in. He didn't shut the door behind him he left it open and stood there with his arms crossed.

"Sorry," I said waiting for some remark from him about how I was an idiot.

But he turned a little red and tilted his head. "Don't let others see you like that again."

I puffed out my cheeks and glared at him. "I didn't know you'd be bringing them back here."

"I tried calling," Yamato said. "I thought you had just gone to the store or something."

"Well I didn't," I sighed.

"Yeah I found that out," Yamato seemed rather sulky. "Just don't let another guy see you like that again."

"What you're the only one who can?" I asked crossing my arms this time.

"Yes," Yamato looked at me pointedly. "I'm your fake husband it's my privilege."

I stared at him raising one eyebrow and wanting to tell him that made no sense but Uncle had called him from out in the living room and Yamato left me standing there. I stood there for a good five more minutes because I had to get the nerve to face them after they had seen me dancing while vacuuming and my face covered in green face mask. They weren't the type to let me live it down either.