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The Unexpected Vacation

Kisshu POV

As soon as I lifted Ichigo to her feet, I released her hand. I needed her to trust me. Considering the fact that she almost hated me, it was probably best that I gave her her space. For which, she seemed grateful for.

We walked out of the ally, and came out to find Time Square. I looked to Ichigo's face, and it lit up like the sun. She blushed and her eyes soaked up all they could of the towering skyscrapers and flashing, blinking billboards. Out of nowhere, she grabbed my hand and took off down the street. Blushing like a mad man, and trying really hard not the yell with excitement, I ran with Ichigo down the street.

The first place we went was to a normal clothes store to buy me a brown paperboy hat. I will admit that I was a little offended that Ichigo said I needed to cover my ears, but I felt better when she said that she didn't want anyone to pick on me for them.

Afterwords, it was all running, and sightseeing for the rest of the afternoon. We went to a sweets store and bought candies and different snacks smothered in chocolate. That's when I decided that my new favorite thing to eat was ice cream.

Then, we went to the movie theatere and took a long time to decided what to watch. We decided to watch a film called Paranormal Activity. I must say, that was probably one of the most horrific things I've ever seen. And some of the things that humans do during these situations, is beyond incredible. Why not just drive the thing out with religion? I know that humans have them, but these people just sat about, trembling. Until the bitter end. My favorite part of that whole experience was that Ichigo had never seen the film either, and kept clutching onto my arm throughout the entire movie. She whimpered a couple times, and I was tempted to stroke her hair to comfort her, but I resisted, and settled for whispered reasurances and shushes. When we left, she couldn't seem to stop talking about it.

"And that part when she was dragged out of the bed and down the hall, screaming! That was so scary!"

"Oh yea." I chuckled. "I wasn't planning on sleeping tonight anyway." Ichigo laughed, but then suddenly stopped. I stopped as well.

"What is it, Ichigo?"

"Kisshu?"

"Yes?"

"Did you just say..." Confused, I thought about what I had said, and blushed.

"No! No! I didn't mean it like that! I just meant that I would be too afraid to fall asleep to the frightening film we had just watched. It was a joke, I swear!" And to my surprise, Ichigo giggled.

"I know, I was just kidding around with you." Then she tossed her hair, tilted her chin up, and seemed to skip ahead. I could only stare after her.

"Ichigo, you are something else, you know that?"

"Sure Kisshu. Sure."

The next part of the day included trying to find a good hotel to stay in. Ichigo seemed to be searching for a specific one.

"What does it look like," I asked.

"It's very large and has silver lettering. I saw it in my favorite vacationing magazine."

"You've always wanted to come here, haven't you Ichigo?"

"Yes I have," she smiled.

"Then I suppose I chose the right place."

"Look! There it is," she pointed to a large hotel that said "Eventi."

We entered through the glass, revolving doors, and aproached the desk.

"We'd like a room, please." Ichigo said.

"I'm sorry ma'am. What was that?" the man at the desk asked in English.

"Oh yes. English. Uh... A rom."

"A what?"

I cleared my throat, and spoke in perfect English.

"We would like one room please."

"Yes, very well, sir." At that, Ichigo suddenly spoke up.

"Two beds," she said. My face fell ever so slightly. And, apparently, the man noticed.

"Hmm... Oh, I am very sorry. But we only have one-bed rooms now."

Ichigo's eyes widened, and my mouth twitched as a gave the man a small smile. Without allowing Ichigo to protest, the man handed her the door key. We walked away to the elevators, and I mouthed a "thank you" to the man. He smiled and gave me a wink, and a thumbs up.

At the elevator, we went up to the third floor, and entered room 402. Inside, Ichigo beamed. The room was large, and very comfortable. The one bed at the end of the room, covered in poofy, white sheets. A large, flat-screen TV at the opposite wall, and a small table with an arrangement of fruit in a silver bowl, next to a bottle of champane, and wine glasses. The floor was covered in thick, white carpeting, and the bathroom was large and painted white. The shower had a bathtub, and fresh towels and soaps were already there.

"This is awesome!" Ichigo exclaimed, and she drew the light brown drapes of the wall-high windows, and looked out to the city. She squealed with delight, and hopped on the bed and lay on it, enjoying the feel of the poofy comforter. She giggled, and rolled around. I chuckled, and plucked a grape out of the bowl, popping it into my mouth.

"You're acting a lot like Pudding," I said.

" I don't care!" She said, as she hopped about.

"Hmm," I mused, as I examined my finger nails. "So I guess it was I good thing that I brought you here, huh?"

"Kisshu, I couldn't be happier about you bringing me to the place I've always dreamed of coming to," she exclaimed, as she hopped off the bed, and hugged me. My hat fell off, and I blushed a red that looked just like the hair of the girl who was holding me now. She released me, and grabbed an apple out of the bowl, as if she hadn't just done what she did. I cleared my throat. I have to resist.

"So we still have the issue with the bed," I said. "If you want, I can sleep on the floor." She seemed to think about this for a minute. She didn't seem quite sure about something.

"Kisshu?"

"Y-Yes," I stuttered.

"I can trust you, can't I?" she asked. I sputtered a bit, and said "Of course."

"Then I can trust you to not try anything if you sleep in this bed with me, right?" I honestly wanted to jump up and down, when I heard her say that.

"O-Of course, Ichigo. I told you that I want you to begin trusting me, so I will do as you wish." She seemed a little uncomfortable that I said that, but seemed to shrug it off.

"Okay. Then I had better go out and buy some clothes."

"Why," I asked.

"I am so not sleeping in the same clothes that I've been walking around with all day," she said matter-of-factly. "You can stay here, and hang out, I guess."

"But Ichigo-"

"Kisshu, I'll be back. I promise. You know I can't leave this place without you're help. There is nowhere for me to run. Just let me buy some clothes, and I'll be back in less than an hour. Okay?"

I gave up. "It is getting dark, but if you say so. Alright. Less than an hour?"

"Yes, Kisshu." She was at the door, when she stopped and pondered something. "By the way, why are you suddenly starting to call me by my real name. You usually call me 'Koneko'."

"Do you prefer if I call you 'Koneko-chan'?"

"No. I was just..." she trailed off as she opened the door, and said quietly, "I was just wondering..."

MMKM: DONE! Okay, bye.