Here's the next chapter! I haven't continued this story in a long time, so that's why the chapters aren't as frequent as they should be. The next chapter is already finished, but I have nothing after that. Hopefully I'll get some inspiration soon. Reviews help me a lot! So, if you like this please review and tell me! This is just a fluff chapter like the last one. Enjoy!
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After several minutes of being in there, both finally finished their bath and went back into the bedroom. Dressed in a towel, Hinagiku went through their closet and fished for something to wear. Since they wouldn't be leaving the house, she decided not to wear anything fancy. She finally decided on a pair of blue jeans and a white embroidered halter top.
Takuro, who'd picked out his outfit and dressed in less than thirty seconds, admired Hinagiku from his place in front of the open balcony doors.
She turned around and did a little twirl, silently asking if he approved. The look in his eyes told her all she needed to know, and she smiled before going back into the bathroom to blow-dry her hair.
While in the middle of her task, she called out to Takuro.
"So, Mr. Mysterious, what are we doing after I finish?"
"You'll just have to wait and see." He said playfully.
He heard her scoff at his answer and let out a laugh. He knew she hated surprises, but she would just have to wait for what he had in store for her.
Hinagiku returned to the room a few moments later looking—to him—utterly gorgeous. Then again, she looked wonderful to him no matter what she wore.
"Ok, I'm finished now. What are we doing?"
"Well, m'lady." He said suavely. "We are going to the kitchen to have breakfast."
He offered her his arm, which she took gratefully, and they walked downstairs. Once there, Takuro led Hinagiku in and pulled her chair out for her. She thanked him and he walked off to bring the food over to her.
He sat down a bowl of her favorite fruits, already peeled and cut, just the way she liked them. Next to that was a plate of bacon, pancakes, and scrambled eggs, which he'd kept warm in their respective pans. And last but not least was a large glass of milk and, next to it, a glass of water.
In the middle of the table was a vase containing the most beautiful daisies she'd ever seen. She looked up at Takuro as he sat next to her with his plate, which mirrored hers, minus the eggs.
"Wow, Takuro." She exclaimed as she put her napkin in her lap. "This looks delicious!"
"Yeah well, don't judge it by just looking at it." He said. "You know how my cooking is."
Hinagiku took a bite, expecting it to taste somewhat adequate and was surprised when it exceeded her expectations completely.
"Takuro, this is great!" She said as she sampled more of the food on her plate.
"Really?" He asked as he took his fork and tasted the pancakes. He too was very surprised.
"Yeah! See, I told you that you weren't that bad."
"Actually," He said sheepishly, "I called your mom this morning and had her coach me through this."
Hinagiku smiled before wondering just what time he got up that morning. Her question, however, was answered when he spoke.
"I woke up around 7. I don't know why; out of habit, I guess. Anyway, when I woke up, I thought it would be nice to make you breakfast in bed. So I called your mom and she made me write down all of her directions.
"Then, after I'd finished, I wanted to take a quick shower before you woke up, but then I figured that it would be a lot more romantic if you took a bath with me."
"Wow." That was the only word to describe what she felt. "You put a lot of thought into this."
She took a sip of water. The pancakes and bacon had been devoured while he was talking and she'd just finished the eggs. Takuro looked from the plate to her face and saw her flush in embarrassment.
"Hey! Don't make fun of me!" She said defensively. Takuro put his hands up in surrender before taking a few more bites out of his food.
"But seriously, Takuro." He looked up. "Thanks for all of this."
He shook his head. "It's nothing. I mean, you deserve it. Think of this as my apology for working so much."
Hinagiku stood and walked over to him.
"How many times do I have to say it?" She pulled his chair back and straddled his waist. A deep blush appeared on his face. "Stop saying sorry!"
"I'm sorry."
She stared at him before letting out an exasperated sigh. He was completely hopeless sometimes.
"And stop blushing! We've been in way more provocative positions before."
He looked down and apologized again, earning a growl from Hinagiku. Realizing what he's said, he rested his head on her chest in embarrassment before doing it again.