Aya awoke with a
startle. She had no idea how she got here or what had happened. All she remembered was passing out hearing Kouhei's voice yelling her name. She shook her head and realized she was sore. When she sat up she could feel magic flowing over her. "Witch magic." She growled quietly. But this wasn't in a threatening way it was in a helpful way. 'Healing magic.' She thought with a slight smile. "Mura." She muttered. "But how on earth did I end up in her room? Last thing I remember was… Kouhei!" She yelled jumping up momentarily forgetting her pain. She ran out her room and threw out her energy field trying to pick up on his. She found it in his room.
A transportation later and she was standing in front of his door holding her hand up to knock. She paused and questioned herself, 'why would I want to talk to him. He was making out with his ex…' Before she could fully investigate her feelings the door swung open reviling him standing there. He had on black jeans that had chains hanging down in between his legs. He wasn't wearing a shirt however. "Aya should you really be up?" He asked stepping out and shutting the door. Music was blaring out of the room. "I take it Joi is here?" Kouhei nodded and smiled a bit. "He's going to leave though in a few minutes." Kouhei said. Aya nodded and smiled. Even with everything that had happened she still loved him. The door opened and Joi came out. "Peace homie!" He said. He was in a white dress shirt and black jeans. "Where are you going Joi?" He shrugged. "Out with Sara." He replied. Aya nodded and stepped out of his way. "Don't do anything I would." He said as he walked down the hall. They both rolled their eyes but smiled. "Want to come in for a minute?" Kouhei asked. Aya nodded and followed him inside.
The room was interesting. There were a few posters of Joi's band on the wall along with his favorite bands. The furniture was black and the only lights at the moment were the two green and red lava lamps in the corner of the room. Kouhei lay down on the couch, "drink, TV, blood?" He asked as if it were the easiest question in the world. Aya was still getting used to drinking blood so she asked for a soda then laid down where Kouhei had been and started watching TV.
Kouhei returned with a sprite and a bottle labeled O-Negative. She winced when he took a sip. "Oh right sorry." He set it down and watched her drink her sprite. "You and Joi how do you drink those nasty things?" She shrugged and looked at it. "What's wrong with it?" She asked looking back at him. "They are just nasty." He said. She punched his arm lightly and laughed. They turned to the TV and started watching Jackass. Kouhei looked at her and smiled widely. He knew he was yet to be forgiven but he was okay with that. She was at least talking to him, talking not screaming.
Jackass ended and she stood up. "I better be heading back to my room. I just wanted to stop in and thank you." He stood also. While they were lying on the couch he had draped his arm over her stomach and much to his surprise and happiness she hadn't rejected it. He sighed happily and looked her up and down. "What?" She asked stretching her arms over her head. "Just you in general." He said happily. She smiled slightly. "What about me?" He hugged her tightly. All thoughts of forgiveness and pain left his mind. All he cared about was the young woman in his arms now. "How awful I feel for hurting you so bad… Please forgive me?" He asked. She tensed slightly as if she suddenly remembered she was angry with him then relaxed. "Do it once shame on you do it twice shame on me." He nodded and kissed her head. "I don't think we can be a couple again just yet." She whispered. He nodded and backed away. She gave him a hug and headed towards the door. "See you tomorrow?" He smiled and he opened the door to let her out. "Count on it." He replied. She smiled and left. The room was empty but it felt like it was completely full or maybe that was just his heart he couldn't tell anymore or really cared. All that mattered was Aya had forgiven him and had given him some hope as to a relationship in the future. He lay back down with his arms crossed behind his head. "Life ain't so bad." He whispered to himself before drifting into his first peaceful sleep in a week just as dawn broke over the horizon.