A/N: Sorry this chapter is a little bit shorter than the others, but hopefully it will still be as good. I'm working on chapter 5 right now, so maybe I'll have it up in the next few days. Sorry I also only update at night lol, I seem to think better if I'm sleep deprived. Anyway, its short, but let me know what you think about the chapter! Review for me so I know your thoughts, what I need to fix, and what I need to stick with! Thanks! :)

Yaya stretched as she stood up to stretch her legs in relief. She had been in the same sitting position on the train for four hours. Tsubomi was grabbing her suitcase out from under her chair sluggishly. It was quite late already. By the time they reached Tokyo, it was already after midnight. One of Tsubomi's teachers had caught them before they could leave the school grounds. After Tsubomi finished clearing up the problems, they were barely able to catch the last train that night.

Now they were in the middle of Tokyo after midnight, trying to hail a cab for a ride. Yaya wasn't having much luck with the cab. She hadn't been to that big of a city without her parents or a teacher before, so her survival skills were lacking. Tsubomi finally told her to watch the bags, and it wasn't more than five minutes before a car stopped for them. It took around an hour before they pulled up in front of a large house.

Yaya stared in shock, remembering that Tsubomi came from a wealthy family, unlike herself. "Holy shit…" The pink haired girl set Yaya's bag next to her feet, trying to contain her blush.

"What's wrong with you? Its just a house." The older girl's head snapped around still in shock.

"This is far from just a house! Who has a house this big?!"

"Me I guess. Now keep your voice down! We can't wake me parents. They'll be pissed if we don't hurry to bed." She folded her arms across her chest in a huff.

"I guess this is where your maturity originates from huh? Must not have been easy growing up in a rich family."

"I would be mature compared to you either way. Yaya is just like a little kid. You wouldn't know how to be mature if someone sewed it to your brain." A chuckle from behind her made her roll her eyes. She just thought everything was funny didn't she?

She led her inside quietly, but stopping next to the stair case to read a note from her mother. "Great." Yaya could hear her usual sarcasm coming through, even though she was so tired already.

She followed the younger girl up the stairs lazily. She really just wanted to crawl into bed and sleep for days. "So which room do I sleep in?" Her mind reeled at the sight of the long hallway filled with doors. There had to be at least ten doors stretching out in front of her.

"Actually, the note from Mom said all of our guest rooms were being renovated right now. So I guess you'll sleep in my room." A dark blush formed on her cheeks that she thanked the night for concealing.

"Alright. I'm cool with that. Do you have an extra futon? Or do I just grab some blankets and make a pallet?" Tsubomi opened her bedroom door and ushered Yaya in before switching on the light. Both girls squinted involuntarily at the bright light. The room was larger than any bedroom she had seen before. It was as big as six of the dorm rooms at Astrea. There was a desk with random office supplies and a laptop, a very large bed against the far wall, a few dressers and a mirror on the wall, and a long flat screen mounted against the bed's opposing wall. Quite an amazing room for a girl Tsubomi's age. "Geez. Guess I'll have plenty of room to make my bed huh?"

"Are you stupid? Why would I make you sleep on the floor?! Y-You're my guest. You can j-just sleep in the bed…" She tried to calm her breathing at the thought. "…w-with me." She jumped when she heard quiet laughter from behind her.

"It'll probably be safer for you if I sleep on the floor. Hikari won't even share a bed with me. She tried that the first time she got scared after she transferred, but that was the last time. She says I cuddle to much. Probably why I normally sleep with an extra pillow or something of the sort."

"My bed is big enough. It should be fine. Its not like the dorm beds, it isn't that small." She shrugged her shoulders trying to keep Yaya from seeing her trembling shoulders or hands and the intense blush spreading across her face. Just the thought of being in the same bed as her made her heart race. She knew Yaya would never like her the same way, but any amount of hope could turn Tsubomi into a jumbled mess inside.

It didn't take them long to change and crawl into their prearranged sides of the bed. Tsubomi waited and waited, but never felt the warmth of the older girl's cuddles. A somewhat depressed pout appeared on her face in disappointment. She was secretly looking forward to having been cuddled.

"Tsubomi?" The younger girl jumped in shock. Yaya's voice lilted through the thick silence of the dark room quietly. "Are you awake?"

"Yes."

"Oh. Well, I guess… I guess I wanted to thank you. For inviting me this week. I know you didn't have to, but I'm really glad you did."

"Me too."

"Really? Good." Silence fell upon them once more. It was only a few minutes before Yaya's quiet breathing could be heard, alerting the pink head to her friend's pleasant slumber. She curled unhappily, cuddling her pillow closer to her unconsciously. Even if they were a foot apart, the knowledge of having Yaya in the same bed as her put a smile brightly on her face. She drifted off to sleep, thoughts of her companion filling her dreams.