*Comes in silently* Do not hit me, please! I wasn't in the mood to write, I couldn't come up with good ideas, my personal life was a mess and I wasn't able to produce one good sentence... *cries*

But enough of my nagging.

Here you go, chapter 3! I acutally had the muse to write something and I'm absolutely proud of myself to have finished this chapter in about six hours!
I'm not happy about the ending though...it sounds like six hours of work...so yes. It's poorly written...

But before I will edit it, I wanted to show you this!

Disclaimer: Nah...not telling!


Chapter 3 – Making a move

Her stomach started to rumble unfriendly hours later after Kakarott had left her alone again and had disappeared into the distance like he did basically every day. Chichi sighed lamely as she turned her head to look at the blinding white room, sighed once again while turning her head the other way only to see the exact same damn thing.

She laughed to herself weirdly as she let the last happenings reverse in her mind. The low rumble out of her throat hurting a little and reminding her of the things Kakarott had done to her before she had fallen unconscious.

She whispered his name out aloud, to test how it felt saying it. It was not a name you would hear normally, yet it was rolling off her tongue quite easily. Coming up to a sitting position, Chichi pushed her bangs out of her face, let her hand glide through her hair, down her neck, only to stay at her collarbone. The fingerprints of his hand on her skin were obvious to any other, yet Chichi could only guess what her neck looked like. Luckily there were no mirrors at all. She only had one small one in her bag and she honestly didn't want to see.

She snorted. Who the heck cared how she looked anyway? It was not as if she had to hide it, as the both of them knew what had happened. And it hadn't been the first time either. Growling her puppy-sound she felt her anger rise to the surface once again. Maybe she was going crazy in here because there was no fresh air. Maybe her brain had gotten a great damage because of the stress. Or she was already dead and in hell.

Placing her hands over her belly she rubbed it soothingly as her thoughts still wandered back to what had happened earlier. The way he had treated her irritated Chichi...horribly. First he had ignored her, then he had taken her with him, then he had ignored her again after throwing threats into her face, only to choke her half to death before offering her his name and the promise to stop harassing her.

Pure moments of silence followed her awkward thoughts before she clenched her hands into tight fists.

Okay, what kind of nightmare was she dreaming?! Maybe that guy needed a serious piece of her mind! Who the heck did he think he was? She wasn't his to command, god damn it! If she wanted to live nicely with him then she had something to say as well! Maybe she enjoyed ignoring him and being bitchy? Snapping at him in her head only without him noticing her anger!

Hissing she let an uncomfortable cramp dominate her before she decided to calm down again.

Standing up she winced as the pain in her lower abdomen worsened and she rubbed her womb soothingly. Was it the stress or why was she that sensible today? No wait a minute….her eyebrows shot up in wonder as she recounted the "days" she had already been in here and the days when she last had had her period. Don't tell her it had already been six weeks ago!

As another cramp followed after her disturbing thought she groaned in frustration. This was absolutely coming every time when it shouldn't! Mostly when you didn't need it at all. And you honestly never needed it! Alright, so the nerve wrecking and still attractive asshole had to wait to hear her answer.

"Lucky bastard!" she mumbled to herself before she had felt the uncomfortable feeling of a certain sticky wetness as soon as she took two steps.

Rushing for the toilet she put her confused thoughts away for now before she grabbed her handbag and vanished behind the curtains to hide.

A loud sigh coming from out of her mouth was all that could be heard seconds after. Yes, the last weeks definitely weren't doing her any good. Her cramps only told her the exact same thing. Her temper was so going to be bitchy the next days...More than ever.

Kakarott stopped his meditation with an uncontrolled snarl as his beasty instincts suddenly hopped to the surface, making his perfect stoic mask disappear. He smelled blood. Her blood. He knew immediately that she wasn't injured as he basically could taste her hormones on his tongue by breathing in. If he would have stretched said organ out he probably would have had an overdose of her estrogen.

His sane mind was about to black out due to the insanity of her sweet smell and he tried not to jump up unwillingly and follow his animalistic side. Her body was calling out to him.

She was fertile.

Biting his lip Kakarott angrily noticed his already growing canines before he actually tasted his own blood. This woman was actually capable of driving him on the verge of his self discipline of five years after simply four weeks? What was it that made her so much different than any other female? Never had the taste of a woman's blood driven him that mad!

The sweat tickling down his back was irritating him. The only time he sweated was while training, not because he had to hold himself back! But he felt his beast craving for flesh.

Her flesh.

He shivered as he remembered the softness of her skin. Each time he had touched her he had felt her exquisite figure and the way it made his hair stand up on his neck. But he had been much to angered as to actually worship such sensations. He didn't want to be manipulated by his instincts. He was the one in control! He was the one who decided about their actions! He was the one who allowed his beast to step forward or not!

So how come that at the sight of a mere woman all of his control slipped away in the blink of an eye?

Not only that but the way she fought him just additionally sparked his passion for something he hadn't done in ages. Sex wasn't something he really needed for relieving some stress. Sex only was there for stilling his instinctual needs. Needs he wanted to forget and ignore as he didn't feel as if they were useful to him.

He snarled as her scent spiked some more. His nails dug into his palms to distract himself in order to not turn around and jump at her. He would never allow his inner self to stop his hunger for the girl. He had to get away from her, far away. Until he was able to clear his mind up again.

Chichi fumed as she opened the fridge – which magically never seemed to get empty – and studied the insides. She was hungry and she didn't know how to behave. On one hand she was happy to have her peace after everything that had happened. On the other side she was irritated yet again as her roommate for the time being hadn't had the nerve to announce his absence to her!

What was that man thinking? Putting the realization of him being the experiment aside – he still was a human being, right? Although he always called her human as if he was something alien, he looked like her so he was human as well! She ignored the fact that he sounded like an animal and had abnormal strength.

But as a human he must have had a consciousness which had the duty to inform him of his wrong doings!

"So how come…" she muttered as she shot the fridge door close in an angered slam. "…that he's missing since two freaking days without notice?"

What about his promise to start socializing with her after all? Had it been all a lie? Had he actually found another way out and had left her inside to wither away for the rest of the year?

"He wouldn't dare!" she hissed under her breath as the onions felt the sheer mass of her frustration by a merciless cut. Tears tickled down her cheek but Chichi ignored it successfully as she continued to turn the vegetables into mush.

The only positive thing was beside having the shower to herself that her period had subsided after one day only. Maybe everything really was too much for her organism. But she didn't want to nag about it. In fact she was happy her bladder didn't need to be emptied every half an hour and her cramps have stopped as well.

But the negative side of her situation weighed more on her shoulders than she wanted to. There was no way to distract herself. She couldn't scan Kakarott's behavior anymore as he wasn't there. The only way to shorten the days was her analyzing him each time he came back from his…whatever. She had no idea what he did "outside".

But now she was alone, silent and had to eat by herself. Chichi sighed as she shoved a fork of her curry chicken twenty minutes later into her mouth.

Somehow she was bored. Damn him.

Kakarott felt relaxed as he breathed in deeply, noticing that the taste of her blood had left the air and the usual mix of her emotions fogged his mind again. Deciding that it was safe to return he growled at his beast angrily. It was happy to be able to see her again, yet Kakarott didn't want such an emotion to rule over him. Happiness was ridiculous. It would only hinder his concentration and distract his mind.

By the time he was approaching their quiet shelter, the room had started to darken again. His boots were gliding noiselessly over the ground, his eyes analyzing the silent surrounding. His beast purred as soon as his gaze landed on the bed. Kakarott harrumphed as he made his way over to the bundle under the blanket. The way her calm scent surrounded his figure soothed the nervousness which he hadn't even felt before.

Raising one eyebrow he tugged the hem of the blanket between two fingers and pulled it down slowly until her head and torso were laying before him defenseless. She lay on her back , her arms were on either side of her head. Her mouth was slightly open as she inhaled and exhaled silently. Her breasts raised towards him, distanced themselves seconds after only to repeat the soft movement.

Throwing his stoic mask on he let go of the blanket and touched her left temple with his index finger, only to slide down until he landed on the corner of her mouth. She didn't move a muscle in her sleep. Analyzing her features with his eyes he held his beast back forcefully. It irritated him. How come such a creature was confusing him and tempting his beast? Him, from a strong willed race. Didn't it equal a certain weakness?

Was this the plan of his self called father? Finding out what would weaken him? What for? In order to tame his true form?

Feeling her shift he watched her with a calm expression how she turned her body to the side, facing him and snuggling her cheek against his fingers. He pulled his hand back and – after a short pause – bent down to face her jaw-line before inhaling her scent deeply, eyes closed.

Her feelings had fascinated him from the very first beginning. But he had been able to keep a distance between the both of them. Yet now, after having found out his beast saw in her far more than just a temporary roommate….She had become a drug to him.

Licking his lips he bent further down until the tip of his nose met the warm point of her neck, right over the spot where he could feel her pulse. His beast clawed at its cage once more as Kakarott repeated his action, overwhelmed by her warmness as it tingled down his throat.

Her smell was clear and pure. After her cycle she tasted even more sweet than before, her body right at the start before losing something again that meant to be fertilized.

'By me.'

Opening his eyes quickly in bewilderment he left her with sudden movements, still not disturbing her deep slumber. Once he was ten meters away from her he allowed himself to hold his head painfully, pushing his nails into his scalp. His beast purred as it showed him imaginations of her in his arms. White skin, kissed lips, cocky breasts wanting his touch and black eyes filled with pure passion and….obedience.

Kakarott's legs trembled as a sudden wave of arousal crashed over him, making his member hard and begging for release.

Growling he held back a loud snarl that sounded like a bark. He would not let such thoughts rule over him! And he would never let his beast rule over him! Or the girl! Ever! He was going to be the one dominating everything!

His onyx eyes widened as he took another glance into her direction. Maybe… If it would stop his beasts hunger for her, he was going to make her submissive. If it would stop his inner self from interfering with his feelings, he would get her to be obedient. His eyes glowed as he watched her figure move. So be it. In order to take the upper hand once again he would do it.

There was no other way. She had to obey.

Chichi puffed her cheeks as she sadly had to realize that she was just too short by two centimeters. Her fingertips touched the object she wanted to reach, yet she couldn't grab it at all! Narrowing her eyes she mentally shouted at the bowl to fall into her hands. She was too lazy to pull a chair over and stand on it. She wanted to stubbornly do it without any external help!

Standing on her tiptoes again she tried to grab it only to scream startled as a hand curled around her waist and a chest pushed into her back.

"You really have to stop making those noises." The familiar baritone timbre of Kakarott vibrated through her body before the bowl was placed on the counter before her. She could hear his irritation what only angered her more.

"Well, then you shouldn't surprise me like that, for god's sake!" she snapped before turning around and slamming her hands against his chest, awaiting the stoic mask of the handsome man she hadn't seen since days as soon as she glanced into his face.

He caught her wrists in a steel like grip before allowing his eyes to gaze at her own wide ones. "I have told you before, that I can do what I please in here. Do not try to educate me, woman." His voice was like a soft whisper yet cold.

Analyzing her palms he concentrated on his thumb drawing small circles on the inside before dropping them without a warning. He turned around as he smirked. Her energy flared up behind him.

Oh, how she aroused him by getting furious. Naïve little thing. If she didn't want to believe who she dealt with, then she would soon understand.

"Don't give me that shit!" she yelled before he ducked and the bowl he just had given her flew over his head and shattered on the ground. "What happened with this 'going to recognize one another', you stupid gorilla! First you say that, then you vanish for seven days and now you're talking to me like before! What the hell?! Is something wrong with your brain? And what about my opinion? I have something to say as well!"

With abnormal speed he spun around and pressed her little body into his chest, his nose touching hers. The counter of the little kitchen pressed uncomfortably into her back. Her eyes held his gaze and it took him all not to just bite into those inviting lips. Her warm breath caressed his cheek as he spoke to her.

"I allowed you to speak to me. But you only will do so if I say so. Just because I gave you the right to sleep on the bed doesn't mean you have anything to say as well. I am still the law in here, do not forget that."

"Yeah, yeah, law whatever." She hissed as she tried to loosen his grip and ignored the pleasant shiver she got from feeling him so near. The pressure of his fingers slowly started to hurt her arms. "If you want to continue behaving like an arrogant ass then I'd rather you not talking to me at all. Not dealing with your strange personality was way better then having to be told what to do or not! If you haven't understood it yet, even women have a right to say what they think! Welcome to the 21th century!"

"Hn." He narrowed his eyes and smirked as his right hand wandered up to circle her jaw and turn her head forcefully. His thumb touching her beating aorta before he leaned over and watched her neck turning colors to a light red. He chuckled low at her scent. Still no fear. Her braveness was going to be her doom someday.

"Time is not a matter in here, Chichi." He whispered before letting her go and stepping back, her bright blush a sight he quite enjoyed. "I don't tolerate rebellion. If you want to live in peace in here with me then you better do as I say."

Stepping forward she held her nose high in a proud manner. His beast howled in admiration at that. "If you think you can intimate me, then you are greatly mistaken, Kakarott." She almost hissed his name in pure hate. " I'm not someone who can be used like a puppet. I will do what I want to do and I will say what I want to say. You got that?"

"You shouldn't challenge me, woman." He informed her lazily as he crossed his arms unimpressed by her speech. "You wouldn't like the outcome, believe me."

She just huffed and she mimicked his stance.

"Back to threatening now? Are you going to strangle me again to shut me up? Oh, you're good at that, aren't you?" If possible she held her nose higher than before. A low growl rumbled through his chest at her words. She actually thought he would betray himself by breaking his own promise to her?

"I merely gave you a warning, so stop testing my patience. It runs thin." He fletched his teeth at her as he straightened his back to look dominating. She didn't look as if she would care. With another step she stood right in front of him, barely one inch away. Her eyes looked up to his, a cocky smile grazing her lips.

"Your patience runs thin?" she silently snapped. "Let me tell you something, mister Experiment. Ever since I got locked up in here without my permission my patience has run out. I'm fed up with this surrounding and I'm fed up dealing with your bad mood. So nothing you say will change anything. If you want to fight me, then I will fight back. If you don't like it, I simply do not care. I don't have the nerve to let others rule over me ever again. Although I highly doubt you even understand what I mean or what it feels like not being able to make your own decisions."

Stepping past him she started to collect the pieces of the destroyed bowl in silence not waiting for a response. He wouldn't move for some time until she finished her business and faced his tensed back. Sighing through her nose she observed his unusual aura. Obviously she had hit a weak point with her words, hadn't she? Clapping for herself in her head she passed him again only to be stopped by his soft voice.

"Not having control, do not think I wouldn't understand, woman." his tone was deep and cold. "But you will bow and scrape to me, mark my words, Chichi." His typical growl right beside her ear startled her but as she turned around there was no sign of him anywhere.

Turning her attention back to the counter she disposed of the broken porcelain with wobbly feet and encircled her face with her hands. Her cheeks were hot.

Chichi gulped as she felt her heartbeat quicken. She didn't know if she should feel excited or scared by his promise. Strangely enough, she still thought of him as an attractive man. And the way his voice glided over her…she never had felt anything similar in all her life. Not even her Ex-Boyfriend had made her feel that way. Even the way she could challenge him fascinated her. Never had anyone stood his ground against her like he did. He was the first to match her stubbornness.

And hell she enjoyed it! It was paradox!

She didn't hate him exactly, he just pissed her off. But the tension between them wasn't a bad one…judging the vibrations she almost had the feeling he found it as exciting as she did.

'Oh, Chichi, stop thinking like that'" she scolded herself before she vanished behind the curtain and started to take a cooling shower. Her skin was overheated and she needed to calm down again. Maybe it didn't do her any good that he was the only person near her. A male no less.

Her libido suffered, didn't it?

The air around her had slightly changed. Her hormones were on a rollercoaster, driving him insane! His senses were pressured by her sheer existence and it was harder then ever to keep his beast down. He knew it was anticipating something.

It would satisfy him immensely if she would just listen to him finally! Although the way she behaved didn't remind him of normal females. She was different in everything. The way she walked, the way she held her head, she way she challenged him. It was tempting himself. He understood what his beast saw in her, but he still thought it was a distraction and it didn't go well with his original idea. He wanted to leave this planet. But he feared that he couldn't leave her behind once he had tasted her sweetness. Something he still didn't want to do. Not yet.

He followed her movements with his eyes as she dusted off the blanket of the bed and refolded it neatly. His chest rumbled as her ass stuck out to him as soon as she tried to reach the other side of the bed. She cheered as she finished her job and looked around with her hands on her hips, probably thinking of what else to do. Unfortunately there wasn't anything else. Kakarott crossed his arms and watched her amusedly.

If there wasn't anything for her to do she couldn't ignore him anymore. His inner self joyously tried to make him move forward.

Chichi felt him approach her before he had the possibility to speak.

"Looking for another argument?" she lazily questioned him without turning around. She didn't want to wait until he said anything just to anger her.

"I'm not in the mood to talk." He simply stated without leaving her. She narrowed her eyes as she finally looked at him.

"Then why aren't you leaving me alone?"

"I can stay and be wherever I want, woman." He inclined his neck as he watched her tremble in anger.

"Then don't stand so near to me! If you don't have anything to say, stand elsewhere!"

He smirked before he leaned down until he stood almost face to face with her. "You don't like me standing here? Well, if you don't like it, I simply do not care. Does that ring a bell?"

Chichi remembered her own words from three days ago and her face changed from white to red. "Are you trying to mock me? Looking for a fight?"

"I'm simply trying what you wanted. Equalizing the both of us. Didn't you want to?" he teased her. He probably had never teased anyone else before, but he had to admit it was fun teasing her.

"I didn't mean it like that." She answered through clenched teeth.

"You don't understand your own words, then?" he poked right into her wound, making her turn her hands into fists. She never believed he would turn her own words against her!

"No I..I just…" she struggled for words as she was way to angry and annoyed to even form a plausible answer to that! His only response was a low chuckle as he started to laugh low. It sounded like something he didn't do very often. Probably never.

Only then it suddenly clicked and she looked at him with wide eyes. "You!" she pointed her finger at him. "You wicked bastard! You're making fun of me, I can't believe it! Don't you have better things to do? Like stop changing your personality every week? Asshole!" Pushing him away like a teenage-girl she stomped away from him.

She knew she wouldn't get very far as his hand circled around her left arm and yanked her back. His calloused hands grabbed her face and he pulled her close until their noses touched each other. This position was quite familiar by now, wasn't it? She looked furiously at him as she noticed the pleasant shiver run up and down her spine once again. She couldn't control her hormones and the way his pupils turned darker she almost thought he could smell it.

She forbade herself to feel any kind of fear. She never had, she never would.

"There are a lot of things I could do." His breath caressed her lips. "Getting you to submit would be one thing, for example."

She harrumphed before she shot him a grin. "You're wasting your time on that, Kakarott."

"Time." He pulled her face a little closer until his lips met her chin in something like a kiss – or so Chichi thought – before she felt his teeth scrape over her sensitive skin, making her hold her breath. "Time doesn't matter in here. I have told you before."

"I don't care if it matters. I will never be submissive. You're not scaring me." She gulped nervously as she felt his nose brush along her jaw line and up to her ear. When he spoke she could hear him smile.

"You've never been afraid of me, Chichi. How come?"

"Being afraid would only end in panic. I'm not some hysterical woman. I need a clear mind in order to maintain my position."

He chuckled lightly without moving his head. "And you think your position is equal to mine?"

"I don't know why it shouldn't." she looked down at his right shoulder. The feeling of his hands on her cheeks was driving her thoughts into a direction she didn't want to think about. She did think of them as equal, didn't she?

She heard him inhale loudly and thought he would actually smell her uncertainty of her own thoughts. Leaning back he had his stoic expression back on his face, the pressure on her face leaving her as he let his hands sink down slowly.

"Your braveness will backfire someday." He coldly stated, his attitude changing from good to bad in only seconds. Then he stomped away into the whiteness of the room and left her yet speechless again.


Chichi sighed once she settled her body under the warm flow of the shower-water. She just didn't get this man who had left her yet again four days ago. First he was cold, then teasing, almost nice and then cold again. It seemed as if he wasn't sure who he was or how he had to behave. As if he tried to hide something but was unsuccessful to fully hide it completely.

Chichi knew from her studies that some people showed a glimpse of their real feelings, then closed themselves up again. Such changes weren't abnormal when someone showed first signs of depression or anything similar. But he didn't seem depressive, or even unsure. He was more like a probably successful control freak.

So what was it that made him be as he was? And honestly, why wasn't she afraid of him? He didn't seem scary to her, although he had hurt her, treated her awfully and probably could have killed her. Was she getting irrationally crazy? Maybe she hoped to get along with him, that's why she ignored any fear she might have? Being stuck together for one year…she probably only adjusted to her situation.

She would be glad if she finally could get out of this mess.

Frowning she took a fresh towel and rubber her arms and legs dry. How come nobody had opened up the door by now? She was in here for almost seven weeks. Wouldn't anybody miss her outside? Weren't the news full with her picture and that any evidence would help the police? Did those damsels of the Son Corp. had the instruction of shutting their mouths? Weren't they allowed to say anything about her?

Changing into her old outfit she stupidly tried to pull her shirt over her head only to hear the familiar sound of something ripping as soon as she pulled it down. Looking where the sound came from she cursed under her breath as soon as she saw what had happened. She had torn the left side of her shirt completely! That's what you get if you have to wear the same day after day!

"Oh god damn it!" she muttered as she stepped outside, looking right and left, hoping Kakarott wasn't anywhere near. She didn't have the nerve to deal with him right now if he actually was back. Taking her bag she ran over to the bed and started to rummage between her personal stuff. She always had a needle and thread in there, just in case.

After another check she decided it was safe to take her shirt off and repair it as fast as possible. Her wet hair left cold droplets on her naked back which rolled down slowly, making her shiver as she had the feeling as if fingers would sensually follow her spine repeatedly. She just hoped she would be finished before a certain someone could see her…

Three minutes later she was almost done but stopped dead in her tracks as suddenly a warm hand landed almost possessively on her back. She clutched her now repaired shirt against her naked chest.

"Trying to tempt me, woman?" Kakarott huskily whispered, barely in control anymore. His beast was just to take over and Chichi heard in his voice that he wasn't himself. He didn't sound like he had before. The softness of his timbre was gone, it sounded more rough and animalistic. She had heard this sound before, hadn't she?

"I was just trying to repair my shirt. If you would let me, I can change into it." She felt her body tremble. His breath was over shoulder and she his canines scratched her as he lightly bit into it. Somehow his teeth felt entirely different and Chichi couldn't help but yelp. Mysteriously she still wasn't afraid of him. Not even as his hands wandered over her back and started to encircle her, rubbing his cheek against her own.

"Do you want to run away?" she felt him smirk and knew he wanted her to agree to that.

"No." her voice was straight. "You won't do anything."

"What makes you so sure?" he wanted to know while taking her hands and bringing them over her head. Her breasts were bare now, rosy peaks looking teasingly for his attention. He licked his teeth, ignoring their sudden sharpness. He didn't care anymore, his true form wanted to have her.

"I just know it. You won't."

"You don't know me, how would you know?" he hissed before he spun her around. Red eyes glared down at her and Chichi shivered at the sight of them. This was not the man she knew…

This was what he had tried to hide from her.

Biting her lip she placed his hand on her cheek, not sure if what she did was correct or not. He was right, she didn't know him! How could she be so sure? He flinched at her touch and growled.

"You won't scare me." She simply said as he wouldn't stop threatening her. "So stop your growl, Kakarott."

"Don't order me around." He slapped her hand away.

"Then stop behaving like an asshole!"

"If you love your life you will stop calling me names!"

"If you want me to stop calling you names then get back to your senses! You behave like a ruthless beast, completely out of control! You want me to be submissive? Well, news for you! I am not scared of you and I never will be! Don't make me repeat myself over and over again! I'm tired of having the same discussion every time!"

He had closed his eyes while she yelled her frustration at him. It took him some time until he opened up his eyes again. Tthe redness in them had subsided and Chichi saw the stoic and angry mask of the man she recognized and knew.

"I've told you." He whispered hoarsely. "Your braveness will backfire someday."

And then he crashed his mouth down on her own, taking her lips by surprise. Chichi squeaked as she didn't know what to do! What in the world was going on in his mind now?!

She wanted to get away from him, but his hold on her was too strong. She was confused by the way he kissed her. It fogged her brain until she had the urge to answer him but wouldn't! She couldn't help herself but feel aroused by the way his lips moved against her own; biting, nibbling, sucking…yet at the same time she forbade herself to feel excited at all! This wasn't what she wanted! This wasn't it at all!

So how come her lips moved in unison with his? Why was she biting him back? When have her hands started to pull his hair? Why could she feel his heartbeat against her chest? Why was her tongue dueling with his? And why did it feel so damn good?

When the both of them were in need of some air moments later she finally was able to push him away completely. Standing up on wobbly feet she pulled her shirt over her naked chest and stepped a few meters away from him. After regaining her composure she felt her red swollen lips as she put her fingers over them.

The both of them looked into each others eyes until she spoke.

"This has never happened."

Then she turned around and left him.