Ren woke with a start, feeling the warm body next to him. For a moment he panicked mentally kicking himself for drinking so much. Then the events of the night before played over in his head and he couldn't stop grinning like an idiot. He opened his eyes to confirm that it had all happened.

"Mine." He murmured kissing her cheek.

An unusual sound interrupted his moment. He sat up to look around for any signs of danger when he heard the sound again. It took him a minute to realize it was coming from the sleeping girl. A loud angry sound came from her stomach and he chuckled.

"Someone worked up an appetite." He swept her hair out of her face. "Baby it's time to get up."

"Mm." Kyouko whimpered and snuggled deeper into his blankets.

"Kyouko." He called gently nudging her.

"…" groggy eyes glared up at him before drifting closed again and she fell back asleep with a deep sigh.

"You must be really worn out." He tried not to let it go to his head, but he couldn't help the twinge of pride at making her too tired to wake up. Her stomach interrupted his thoughts and he shook his head. "I'll obey even your unconscious orders." He shrugged searching for his phone to order food.

Kyouko groped around the bed searching for something warm. In her sleep-fogged brain, she wasn't certain what it was she was looking for, but she knew it was supposed to be right beside her. It had been there before she fell asleep and should have remained there all night. Her fingers grasped blanket and she rolled over in the too large bed trying to find comfort without the warm body that was meant to be there.

"Grr!" She opened her eyes to see the empty space next to her and sat up. Her memories slammed into her and she curled up into a ball bringing the blankets up over her head. "What did you do? Stupid wanton girl, what have you done!" she berated herself throwing the blankets off to search for a way to sneak out. "What must Tsuruga-san think of me now?" Maybe if he didn't see her he could forget about everything. A gentleman would pretend that it never happened, wouldn't he?

She wondered if he even remembered what had happened. She'd taken advantage of him while he'd been drinking. He hadn't been thinking straight and she practically forced herself onto him.

"I'm such a… ugh!"

"A what?" The warm voice sent shivers through her and she jumped startled by the shadow suddenly looming over her.

"Tsuruga!" His lips landed on her cheek causing her to squeak then moan as he kissed his way to her ear.

"Good morning gorgeous." Breathing in her scent he forgot that he was there to wake her up for a reason. He kissed the shell of her ear smiling when she shivered.

Kyouko's eyes fluttered closed at the feeling of his warm tongue licking her ear. All thoughts of shame and regret fled as she tilted her head back offering her neck to him. Ren kissed and licked his way down her neck. His hands wrapped around her waist and maneuvered her body, so he could fit between her legs. She groaned bucking against him as her body craved the pleasure she had already learned to expect from him. It didn't take long for his hands to find the way under her shirt in search of her perky breasts.

An unbelievably loud sound interrupted his pursuit and he looked down aghast.

"Did your stomach just growl?" Kyouko asked with wide incredulous eyes.

Ren laughed hugging her close. "Someone gave me quite the workout last night." He whispered in her ear nibbling on her earlobe. "Come on." He sat back on his heels and held his hand out for her.

"Umm." She looked at him in nothing but a pair of boxers which did nothing to hide his hard manhood. "We should get dressed." What she really wanted was a shower to wash away the sticky wetness between her legs. If she were honest with herself, she also wanted him to take off his boxers and settle himself between her legs again.

"I sent your clothes to be cleaned. Besides I like you like this." The emperor smiled down at her as he ran his eyes over her body. Her thighs clenched together, and she refused to get out of the bed. "Alright." With a wicked wink, he got out of bed and disappeared into the bathroom. "I should have cleaned you up last night anyway." He said returning with a wet washcloth and the shorts she had forgotten about the night before.

"Thank you." She waited for him to leave so she could clean up, but he just stood there watching her. She looked at the door trying to hint at him to leave. When he continued to stare at her with the emperor's grin on his face and the wet cloth in his hand she groaned.

"Remember your promise love. You're mine now and I will never set you free." He said sitting beside her and kissing her knee.

She recalled promising something like that, but she still wasn't sure what he meant. Was he going to make her his plaything?

"Kyouko." Her stomach clenched hearing the command in his voice.

Turning a furious shade of pink Kyouko willed her legs apart enough for his hand to slide the cloth over her inner thighs. A tiny gasp escaped her lips as his hand traveled up and gently nudged her legs further apart. Curiously she watched his nostrils flare and his eyes cloud with a hunger she suspected had nothing to do with food. He licked his lips as he cleaned the blood and sticky fluids from her.

"I thought we were going to eat." She whispered wondering why he was leaning in so close.

"Mmm." He moaned, and his warm breath caressed her thigh causing her to shiver.

"Ren!" She cried out in surprise as his tongue was suddenly on her clit. She licked her lips looking down into his eyes trying to pull off an annoyed glare.

"Fine," Ren said slipping the shorts onto her legs and slowly climbing up her body. He kissed her lips and lifted her into his arms.

"I can walk." Kyouko protested weakly as he carried her to his small table which was filled with food.

"I know you can walk." He said sitting down with her on his lap.

Kyouko stared at the food in bewilderment. There was a mix of western and traditional food and there was a lot of it.

"How much food did you think we would need?" She asked tilting get head back to look up at him.

He shrugged, "I've never really been hungry before."

Scowling at all the food she tried to imagine him eating it all. She shook her head, he was going to make himself sick. Ren ripped a piece off a fluffy pancake and held it to her lips.

"Foods getting cold just sitting here. Eat." She accepted the morsel trying not to lick his fingers in the process. Winking he poured syrup on the pancakes and used his fingers to feed her another piece.

"I can feed myself." Though she couldn't find any eating utensils to do so. She had a sneaky suspicion that he'd planned for them to feed each other. That could only lead them back to the bedroom and she didn't know how she felt about that.

"I know." He gestured to the clear soup and rice on the table. "I ordered everything on the menu, the poor staff was so confused. I've never ordered room service before."

"I could have cooked." She said watching him lick syrup off his fingers.

He produced chopsticks from somewhere she didn't see and handed them to her.

"You wouldn't even wake up. I can't let you cook when you're that exhausted. If I wanted the kitchen burned down id do it myself. Eat." He said pushing a plate towards her.

She looked down at all the food filling the table. Why did he need to order so much? She tried to move some plates around to clear a spot on the opposite end of the table. That way they could both have room to eat. There was no place to put anything though.

"Tsuruga-san, wouldn't it be more comfortable if I sat on the opposite side of the table? We should also put some of this food away for later to clear some room and eat properly." His arm tightened around her waist and she felt something sticky running down the side of her neck.

Before she could say anything, Ren's tongue was licking it off.

"Tastes better like this." Ren said drizzling more syrup on her and chasing it with his tongue.

"That's gross." She said but she made no effort to stop him.

"Can I cover you in syrup and lick it off." He asked kissing her shoulder.

"Ew no!" She tried to pull away from his lips, but he only pulled her closer.

"I'd let you do it to me." He pouted knowing he shouldn't tease her, but it was too much fun watching her turn different shades of red.

"I don't want to!" She caught his devilish grin and frowned.

Why was he playing with her? She thought he would be disgusted by her or hurt that she had tricked him into doing that. He had every right to be angry at her for seducing a drunk man. It wasn't right, he should have scolded her and thrown her out not ordered her food. Why didn't he hate her?

"You're not eating." Ren noted as he pulled a plate of eggs over for himself. He had thought the pancakes would be fun because of the syrup but if she wasn't going to play along then he really didn't want to force down the sticky sweet substance.

She began eating, grumbling under her breath about perverted playboys. She felt that her mind should be preoccupied with guilt and shame but there was something else overcoming those emotions. His behavior was giving her hope. It was wrong of her to be happy about being in his arms, but she was and that scared her. How long would this happiness last? When would he tire of using her to satisfy his lust and decide to go after the girl he loved? She hoped that day would never come. Then she could keep him forever.

"Is something wrong?" A thrill ran through her as he whispered into her ear.

"Yes!" she squeaked worried that her happiness had leaked onto her face. "I mean no." She corrected herself, but she could tell he didn't believe her. "I mean, I'm fine."

She mentally smacked herself in the head. She wanted to ask what their relationship was now. If being his meant she had to do whatever he said? If he was hers? Her mouth wouldn't move, and she stared wide-eyed at him.

Ren wanted to know if they were a couple now. He wanted to know what she thought about the night before. He cupped her face working up the courage to ask her but all he could do was stare into her frightened eyes. They seemed to be the eyes of a girl who had regretted what they had done. He tore his gaze away and resumed eating his food, but he tasted nothing.

"We should get ready; Yashiro-san will be here soon." He finally said when he felt he had eaten enough food to please her.

"Ok." Kyouko agreed. She could sense his negativity and mistook it for annoyance at her.

In truth, he felt pathetic for being unable to ask her how she felt. There was no way that it had meant nothing to her, he was sure of that. Still, he didn't think it meant as much to her as it had to him. She had explained it all last night, hadn't she? She was scared and in need of comfort. He felt sick concluding that he had taken advantage of her and worse he had manipulated her into promising to be his.

"Kyouko," he stopped himself from telling her that she was free from her promise. His hand reached out to caress her cheek. She closed her eyes and leaned into his hand. "I promise that I will make you happy."

Her eyes snapped open and her confusion was written all over her face. He bit his tongue before anything more embarrassing came out. It irked him that he couldn't contain his feelings around her.

Setting her on the floor beside himself, he kissed her on the head and stood up. She followed suit and they began to wordlessly clean up the remaining food. Kyouko sneaked glances at him every so often as he carried the dishes to a tray and pushed it out to the hallway. She never knew he could just order food like that and then have the mess carted away as though it never existed. If that had always been an option for him then why had he ever needed her around? Ren brought in a bag and handed it to her. Inside were her clothes, freshly washed and pressed. Did the man have to do anything for himself? Though she noted that his clothes were still on his bedroom floor. The thought caused her to blush as she remembered what they had done.

"Thinking about me?" Ren asked placing a kiss on her cheek on his way to his room. "Get dressed." He said pointing to the guest room.

It would have been preferable if she went to his room with him but given her body shyness, he figured she would be more comfortable if they changed separately. When he thought about it he concluded that it was probably for the best. If she changed in the same room as him, he wouldn't be able to let her put her clothes on.