Title: Home Again (Chapter 4)
Author: Kiya Pritchett (and Hannah Ree Banfill)
Pairing: Izumi Sano and Mizuki Ashiya
Fandom: Hana-Kimi: For You in Full Blossom
Theme: The Things I Do For You.
Disclaimer: BS (Breathing Stars): I'm very sorry, but Kiya-Chan won't be showing up today because I kicked her ass for stealing my rocket launcher. Purple Fuzzy Kitty is also feeling the pain so I wouldn't worry. This story is ours, but Hana-Kimi isn't. Any questions?

Notes: Her story. Only half mine. Go bother her if you have complaints lol! On with the story…

It was very late at night and everyone else was sleeping, but Kayashima wasn't one to care about things like that. He was sitting on the bed, reading a horror novel and having a great time. He had been very happy to come to this nice lounge and see that Mizuki was doing well. She didn't seem to be in any immediate trouble, which was good, but she did seem hesitant about strange things…but that was just Mizuki. Kayashima rolled his eyes and tried to concentrate. He did care about Mizuki, but it was stupid how everybody constantly hovered over her. He didn't want to be like that. After all, he thought, the girl certainly needed her space.

Kayashima bolted upright when there was suddenly a soft knock on his door. It opened a crack, and the sweet voice of a young woman called, "Housekeeping."

When she entered, Kayashima wasn't prepared. She was beautiful, even for him! This was Don, one of the attendants who worked here with Mizuki, and also had supernatural powers like himself. But this girl was extremely different from the other super-powered women Kayashima had met. Not that they weren't cursed with unnatural beauty by their gifts. Don was drop dead gorgeous, and Kayashima could tell from her aura that she was reasonably kind and easy to get along with, but when you got on her bad side she could be dangerous. She was cleaning the back of his room, and he found himself smiling in spite of himself.

It was then that Don whirled to face him, the dark red, blood like complexion of her long hair spiraling around like a sprinkler. Her eyes were an icy shade of pale blue, giving her face a mischievous angelic structure. Kayashima hated to admit it, but…he was strongly attracted to this girl. She was setting off all his senses like sirens.

"Why the hell are you staring at me like that? Is there something wrong with my aura or something?" she spat at him venomously. Wow. Her voice. It had a smooth surface like melted chocolate, but a touch of anger could make it irresistible. When her question registered, Kayashima shook his head, and, without thinking, replied, "No. Not at all. Your aura is beautiful. Fierce and womanly."

Confusion and fear suddenly lit Don's face. Kayashima clapped a hand over his mouth when he realized what he had just said. How could he sound so perverted?! She would storm out of his room now, and he'd feel terrible about it for days.

However, Don tilted her head to one side so she could read Kayashima's thoughts and feelings better. While his supernatural powers consisted of seeing peoples auras and communicating with spirits, Don had the power to see through you as a person and read your thoughts, emotions, and intentions. She could tell if you were lying, and if you really meant what you said (not the same thing.) Right now, she concluded after her reading, Kayashima was feeling embarrassed and angry at himself for what he'd told her. And even though he'd only known her for the last five minutes, his heart held affection for her. Don couldn't help herself. She burst out laughing.

At the sound of her shrill and musical laughter, Kayashima raised his head. He was sure there was the word "WHAT?" written all over his face and he blushed before lowering his head. This girl was weird. Wasn't she supposed to be hurt, not amused? Her aura didn't say anything about this…but auras sure as hell don't know everything. He was surprised when she spoke again, but much gentler this time.

"I'm sorry," she said, "it's just…that was so funny!" She clutched her sides before kneeling with one hand on the floor to steady herself. Kayashima moved to the edge of the bed so he wouldn't loose sight of her. And there she was, completely on the floor now, her blue eyes shining up at him.

"Yeah," he said hesitantly. "I'm sorry about that. But, you see, I can see your aura, and really, that's how it looks." He prepared to be embarrassed again, but suddenly Don was right up on the bed next to him. She spread out her long hair, and it took up most of the bed. One of the dark flaming red strands was so close; Kayashima had the un-Kayashimaish urge to touch it. This was very strange. He had never felt this way about ANYONE before, especially after he had just met them.

"You must be Taiki Kayashima. The Aura Master, all the others called you." She paused to laugh at this. He smiled at her, wishing she would never stop laughing so he could watch her forever. "Mizuki told me all about you. I'm –"

"You're Don, I know. Ashiya told me about you too," Kayashima said. He hated to cut her gorgeous voice off, but he wasn't sure if he needed to hear her speak her own name. No, it would be better if he said it himself. The urge to crawl beside her and feel the warmth of her slender body was starting to overpower him, but he breathed in and settled more comfortably in his spot on the bed. "So, what's your last name Don?"

Don smiled at Kayashima. This boy was nice! He was even better than Mizuki had described him and how she had pictured him, and, for reasons that she didn't understand, that made her really happy. "My last name is Aiko, but no one refers to me like that. Nope, to everyone I'm just Don." That made him laugh. She loved the sound of his laughter. It sounded similar to the birds at home.

Don and Kayashima sat on his bed and talked for three whole hours after that. They spilled everything about each other (especially their powers), to the other one, and just had fun getting to know each other. From what Kayashima could gather, Don lived not far from Osaka High. She had discovered her power when she was four, when she began seeing what everyone thought and felt about her…and became aware of the lies her parents told her.

Although now a first year college student at nineteen, Don was ten when her parents had divorced and her father and brother left. Her mother had remarried and had her little sister, Jessa, with an abusive jerk who really hated Don. When she was sixteen and Jessa four, Don was at school and got the news that her stepfather and mother were in a car accident…and had been killed. She could read that he'd been driving drunk, and her mother hadn't cared.

Don had never heard from her father and brother since they left. She could read in the wakes of their travels that they hadn't meant to come back and save her. She read they didn't care. Their selfishness irked her. After the accident, Don and Jessa had been adopted by a foster family, and she occasionally returned from school to see how her sister was doing. It in no way felt like home.

"It hurt so much, you know? I really wanted my brother there. He looked after me, he cared about me!" She turned to stare at Kayashima with hurt in her beautiful eyes. "I thought he loved me." Oh god, he wanted to touch her so bad. He wanted to hold her, help her through her pain. This was bad. And it was getting worse.

Finally, Kayashima decided to stop being such a wuss. He lightly stroked Don's arm, and he was surprised when she leaned into his touch instead of recoiling away. She turned to look at him, and he found that without moving it, his other hand had moved up to wipe all traces of tears from her angel-like face. Her hair was silken soft. He knew this because suddenly, his hand moved from her face outward to the sleek rivers of red. He read that her aura was calm, and there was lust in her blue eyes. He wondered how stupid he was looking right now.

But Kayashima didn't care about that. He was going to kiss her. Right here, now, where no one would know. Her face was right under his, staring upward, just watching. He leaned down, and almost had his lips on hers…

Suddenly, he jerked violently upward. His senses were ringing with alert. Mizuki…she was in danger! There was a presence in the building that wanted to hurt her! He looked down at Don, still holding her awkwardly, and found that her eyes were just as wild and alert as his own. "I sense it too," she said seriously, and pushed herself from Kayashima's half embrace and off the bed. "Let's go! Mizuki needs help!" Nobody had to tell Kayashima twice. He and Don flew from the room, trying to think of some way to protect their friend.