The day of their mini party, Sam tailed him after his last class finally catching up to him when he reached the dorms.

"Odd! Geez! Slow down!"

The blonde glance behind him from the daze he'd been in all day. This had literally been the slowest day ever. He was looking forward to a night of wasted debauchery but he had to get through school first.

"Are you doing anything this weekend?" the girl asked hopefully.

Odd scrubbed the back of his neck. He'd really been neglecting his girlfriend lately. "Um, yeah," he mumbled. "We're almost done storyboarding. We should finish up this weekend and then next weekend, I'm all yours." He'd have to tell Nikita about that little promise.

"Finally," Sam sighed. "I feel like I don't even have a boyfriend anymore. If you didn't look so out of it, I'd think you were cheating on me," she joked.

Odd almost lost his composure for a moment before he started laughing stiffly along with her.

"That would never happen," Odd assured her and stooped to kiss her. "I don't think Ulrich is home. Do you want to come up for a little while?" Sam lit up and followed the boy into the dorm building.

When Odd opened the door, he quickly checked for signs of life on his roommate's side of the room.

Except for Kiwi snoozing in Ulrich's bed, it looked like a clear coast.

Odd slipped a piece of paper under the door as their version of a sock on the handle. Jim figured that one out too quickly so the roommates had to think of a less obvious way to convey the fact that Odd had a girl over.

When the blond stood back up, he was nose to nose with his girlfriend. She'd already discarded her coat and boots, ready to let out some pent up lust. Odd grinned and wrapped an arm around her waist and let his other hand grab her beneath the chin, angling her head so his lips could meet hers properly.

His hand wondered below her hips and slipped into her back pocket to squeeze at what her jeans were hiding.

Not as much as he'd grown used to but it would have to do.

But when Sam squirmed against him, he realized his error.

His eyes widened and he slowly retracted his limbs so he could step away from her.

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously. "What are you doing?"

She wanted an explanation for his bold, possessive moves. He didn't have one she would like.

"I just really missed touching you," Odd claimed and let his hand brush across her cheek. When a smirk formed on her lips he let out a sigh.

"Don't go so long without touching me, then," she replied and pushed him across his bed.

When Sam left, Odd checked his phone to find multiple messages from Ulrich.

U ass!

Nikita has her own room

Unless ur fucking Sam. Are u fucking Sam?

I just want to take a shower followed by a crying emoji

Odd text him back that it was safe to come into the room. He'd been hiding out at Jeremie's for the past half hour.

"We're you fucking Sam?" Ulrich asked as soon as he entered the room. He immediately started gathering his shower stuff.

"Well, yeah. Or I wouldn't be here," Odd grumbled. He should take a shower before he left too.

Ulrich paused to eye his friend and puzzle out his disgruntled answer. "You haven't fucked her in a while?"

Odd shook his head. "It was really…difficult. I wanted Nikita."

Ulrich gave him a pointed look that said everything: then break up with her. He disappeared through the door and Odd fell across his bed once more. He would text Nikita but she was at dance class and now he was really alone with his thoughts.

Sam loved him.

That was for sure. He couldn't hurt her like that. If she knew he was in love with someone else…

His phone lit up with a text.

Please hurry up and finish your film project. I really miss you followed by a sparkling heart emoji

Odd sighed and let his phone fall on the bed. He really didn't want to think about this.

When he opened his eyes again, it was to Ulrich kicking him softly in the shin. "I'm heading over to Yumi's," he disclosed.

"You woke me up for that?" Odd grunted and turned over, away from the brunet.

"That, and you have a guest."

"He's so cute when he sleeps," a familiar accented voice giggled.

Odd shot up quickly disturbing the little dog that was curled up at his side. Nikita stood in the doorways smiling at him. "What are you doing here?"

"The bakery near my dance studio had a two for one special on cupcakes. I just came to drop this off." She held up a small pink cake box.

Odd's eyes widened. This was what he wanted to think about. There was nothing better than unexpected cupcakes. He stood and took two long strides and encased the girl in his arms. "You are perfect." Nikita only giggled and held the box out of the way of being crushed.

"Oh, God. I'm getting out of here before it gets gross," Ulrich announced and left the room.

"I really just came to drop this off," Nikita explained, still smothered in Odd's chest.

"You don't have to go," the blond muttered quietly.

Nikita sighed. "Well I wanted to take a shower and I still have to pick out an outfit and read a couple chapters for literature." It was Odd's turn to sigh. His constantly busy little mistress. "But then you'll have me all night." He heard the smile in her voice.

This made him reluctantly release her. He really wanted to talk to someone about what was bothering him and Nikita was his new go to feelings drop off. It used to be Ulrich but Nikita could cheer him up with sex and that was a million times better than an 'it'll be ok, buddy' and an offer to get high.

He lifted her chin to kiss her and she turned to follow Ulrich out of the room. At least Odd couldn't sulk anymore because he had cupcakes, of which he quickly devoured one and left the other for later.

Now was probably the best time to take a shower even though the idea of being alone with his thoughts again really turned him off of it but he probably smelled like sex and the last thing he wanted to smell like around Nikita was 'eau de sexe avec une autre femme'. He took a quick shower thankful that a lot of guys had recently gotten back from football practice so there was plenty of background noise to keep his mind occupied. For instance, he learned that Sissy was currently dating a midfielder named Joe. He thought her tits were great. Odd could see that. She did have amazing cleavage but that personality was enough to turn a guy into an assman.

By the time he got back to his room and dressed, it was almost time to go. He ushered Kiwi into his travelling bag and headed for Nikita's room to pick her up before meeting up with Jeremie and Aelita by the entrance.

He didn't bother knocking anymore when it came to Nikita's room. Her door was usually unlocked, even when she was in the bathroom but most of the students were like that. It was a really safe campus.

When he slipped inside, she was lounging across her bed with a book over her head. This wasn't too uncommon a situation to find her in.

She greeted him with a small smile. "Give me a minute. I have two more pages." Odd nodded and fell onto the bed next to her. He noted her outfit choice for their little party: sequenced mini shorts, thigh high socks, and a long sleeved crop top that ended well above the bottom of her rib cage. Odd lay next to her and wrapped his arms around her waist, tucking his chin against her shoulder while she read.

"Done," Nikita announced and pulled away from him. He was half asleep when she got up and wrenched on a pair of thigh high heeled boots that left little of the skin on her legs exposed. She then tugged on a light jacket that reminded him of a circus ringleader, except much sexier. Odd tugged on a sweater as she slung her purse over her shoulder and they headed down to meet the others.

"Aren't dancers supposed to worry about keeping their legs warm?" Odd questioned once they were in the stairwell. He couldn't help but eye the fleshy area where her legs met her bottom that exposed itself every time she took a step.

"We are," she paused. "But I know you like my ass so I like to keep it available for you." Odd grinned and copped a feel.

Plump, perky, and perfect.

The walk to Yumi's place was uneventful. Although Kiwi continuously attempted to get Nikita to carry him because he knew she would.

Odd did not approve.

He was a real dog, not the lapdog Nikita was slowly turning him into.

"Hey guys!" Yumi greeted cheerfully. Kiwi ran into the house between her legs and settled into his favorite chair. Odd knew the dog wouldn't be much trouble for the rest of the day.

Aelita laughed and led the way into the house. "Did you guys get started without us?" she questioned noticing Yumi's slight flush.

"Well we had to try the drinks first," Yumi insisted and closed the door behind the group.

"Your house is gorgeous," Nikita committed, letting Odd remove her jacket.

"Thanks. My parents had it specially designed to be a merge of Japanese and Western influence." Yumi ushered them into the dining room where William and Ulrich each had a line of shots in front of them.

"Oh hell no!" Odd exclaimed. "Tequila shots without me?"

"We've been waiting for you," Ulrich gestured to a third neat row on the other side of the table.

"You guys want to join in? Get the party started right?" William invited.

"No way," Jeremie declined. "Not after last time. I spent a day with my head in a toilet."

"We all did," Odd grinned. "Bonding at its finest. Nikita? Aelita?"

Nikita shook her head with her hands in the air. "I'm a bit of a lightweight when it comes to alcohol," she confessed.

"You two were made for each other," Ulrich chided to Odd. Odd crossed his arms in a huff. He wasn't that much of a lightweight. He definitely wasn't as bad as Jeremie. Last year they did a shot challenge at the end of the night with progressively harder liquors. He was out after the amaretto but Odd had to admit that this was after a pretty heavy night of drinking.

"I'll do one," Aelita announced boldly. "Just one," she clarified. She was always the most adventurous of their girls. "Are you going to have one?" she asked Yumi. The black haired girl would normally agree but she shook her head too.

"I just finished one of our Hennything's Pumpkin Spiceable lattes. It was pretty good."

"Now, that I'd be up for," Nikita grinned and followed Yumi into the kitchen. Jeremie followed them, apparently finding this appealing as well.

Ulrich poured an extra shot glass and made sure everyone had salt and limes. "On three," he announced. After the count down, all of them reached for their glasses in succession. A series of bangs from the sound of glass tumblers hitting the wood table followed.

"Shit, I forgot how terrible that taste," Odd mumbled around the lime jammed in his mouth. "Why do we always do that?" he questioned and grabbed another lime slice.

"Because it's fun," William stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Yumi, Jeremie, and Nikita emerged from the kitchen; the latter two each hold a steaming mug in their hands.

"Are you done with the macho display?" Yumi asked leaning against the wall. "Or do we have to get another bottle?"

"I could down a bottle if he can," William jabbed at Ulrich.

Before the brunet had a chance to response, Yumi squashed it. "We are not downing bottles of anything. There's food in the kitchen," Odd jumped at the chance before she could finish her statement, dragging Nikita behind him. "Don't eat the cookies yet!" she called.

"Wouldn't dream of it!" Odd called back. He handed a plate to Nikita and took two for himself. He did have the decency to let her go first. Yumi had a smorgasbord of Japanese cuisine along with more typical party foods. She always went all out because she knew Odd's bottomless stomach would be there.

"I hope you're saving us some," Jeremie sighed when he entered the kitchen. Odd ignored him as he patiently waited for Nikita to get done with the tempura vegetables. Odd couldn't possibly eat this much on his own. At least not in one night.

He trailed Nikita back into the dining room and sat down before pulling the girl into his lap. That was their normal seating arrangement behind closed doors. The gang had ceased to question them on it. Odd liked having her near at all times and another chair was just too far away for him. Odd immediately dug into his food while Nikita waited for the others, sipping her latte. She offered some to Odd.

It was really good.

Nikita stood to get him one knowing that Odd's form of sharing food meant that she got whatever she could taste on his tongue.

"I will never know how you can eat so much and still be so scrawny," William commented reentering in the room and eyeing the blonde's two overflowing plates. He took the spot across from Odd followed by Jeremie and Aelita. Ulrich sat next to Odd and Yumi filed in next to him. Nikita returned with Odd's mug and fell back into his lap.

"You guys eat like that, too?" Ulrich chided and took a bite from his pizza.

Odd didn't answer. He was too busy working his way around his sesame chicken. "I think he likes the body heat," Nikita speculated. "Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and he's practically on top of me." She dunked a pastry into some sort of sauce and took a bite reveal its bean paste center.

"I want you close for more than just body heat," Odd muttered with his mouth full. Ulrich glanced at him knowingly. "Not like that!" he clarified and wrapped an arm tighter around her.

The group had a pleasant conversation while they ate. A huge part of their lives was an avoided topic because they had a guest. Odd found out that Yumi and Ulrich had actually discussed this before Nikita was invited. Apparently they wanted a XANA free night which included not talking about him. At all. And Odd was perfectly fine with that. Being a normal teenager was all he'd wanted for years. Instead they talked about school, movies, music, clothes, things normal teenagers discussed.

It was amazing.

After they finished, everyone took their dirty plates back to the kitchen and pitched in in the cleanup process. Odd dropped some food into the bowl for KIWI that was kept at Yumi's house then let him outside after he had his fill.

"Alright," Yumi announced once they were done and gathered in the dining room once more. "What you've all been waiting for."

"Or at least what Odd's been waiting for," Ulrich snickered.

She placed a platter full of leaf shaped frosted sugar cookies on the table and William put a server full of candy corn colored drinks in tall glasses next to it. "Secret ingredient cinnamon snaps," Yumi explained.

"And candy corn cocktails."

There were oh and ahs from the group as thy all grabbed a treat for themselves.

"So what's the secret ingredient?" Aelita asked inspecting the cookie.

Ulrich only shook his head. "That's the point of a secret."

Nikita took a sip of the cocktail and her eyes instantly lit up. "This is delicious!" she announced and took another sip before placing two cookies on a napkin.

"Thanks," William smiled. He'd been working part time at a bar down the street from the school ever since he was old enough to get some spending money. His parents didn't send him much of an allowance but working at a bar, he'd come home with hundreds of euros in tips. It more than made up for his lack of parental financial help. Plus he learned to make some pretty wild drinks.

Nikita held out the napkin for Odd to take one of the cookies.

Odd took a bite and ruminated on it for a moment. He couldn't taste anything peculiar. Whatever drug was in it would probably take a few minutes to take affect so he only shrugged and took another large bite as he went to let Kiwi back in.

"Go relax," Yumi shooed at them. "The game station's set up on the TV, the Wi-Fi password is on the fridge, there are movies in the entertainment console. Get comfortable."

Odd took Nikita's hand and led her to a couch in the living room. He placed his glass on a coaster on the side table. Nikita put her cookie next to it, deeming to work on the drink first as she curled up in his lap.

Yumi played the newest Subdigitals album on the house speakers at a comfortable volume and she and Ulrich sat together on opposite sides of the kotatsu in the traditional side of the living room. Both Jeremie and Aelita brought their laptops and they made themselves comfortable at the table, playing a MMO together while William watched but mostly tapped away on his phone.

Odd sighed and shifted so that his legs could stretch out on the couch while Nikita stayed perpendicular to him, leaning against the back of the couch. Odd took advantage of the angle and made slow circles on her butt cheeks with his hand.

"I had sex with Sam today," Odd told the black haired girl. He didn't know why but he always felt the need to let her know whenever he and Sam had relations.

"Do you need me to wash her off of you?" Nikita questioned with a small smirk.

Odd burst into laughter. "Not right now. I'm a little drunk and I think I'm starting to feel that cookie. I'll probably be limp for a few hours."

"What's in it?" Nikita questioned in reference to the cookie.

"Don't know yet," Odd sighed. "I'll let you know as soon as I figure it out." Nikita smiled that awarding winning smile she reserved for him and it seemed a bit brighter.

"I'm thinking of breaking up with Sam," he divulged. The girls smile fell slightly and she cocked her head to the side. "When I was with her, all I could think of was you. All I want is you."

"Then break up with her," Nikita shrugged. She tipped her head back and finished the drink before she lay next to him, rubbing slow circles on his stomach. He loved when she did that after a big meal.

"I'm scared I'll hurt her feelings. She really loves me. I mean, I love her too, just not how I used to. Or maybe I never loved her the way she loves me." Odd sighed and let out a loud belch that seemed to make the room change colors.

"I will never understand how you can eat that much and your stomach stays so flat." He glanced down to see his stomach had bowed out slightly but it always did that after big meals then a couple hours and a few bathroom trips later, it would go back to its normal shape. Nikita's hand trailed up his chest and she kissed him softly but Odd wound his arms around her and prevented her lips from leaving his. Well, he thought he wouldn't be able to get hard but he definitely felt something going on in his groin area. Nikita's hands slipped into his hair as she straddled him fully. His hands found purchase on her hips and ground them against him.

"Shit," he mumbled in awe of the girl above him as her lips trailed down his chin to his neck. This couch just so happened to be precariously placed that they couldn't be seen by the rest of the group in the house unless they went out of their way to look but Odd was still sober enough to rationalize that sex here was not the best idea. Instead, he pulled Nikita to her feet. She stumbled slightly into his arms where they shared another kiss.

"Ew! Odd and his mistress are at it again," Ulrich cried. Odd only gave the finger in his general direction while Nikita jumped her legs around his waist.

He toted her down the hall to the guest bathroom, with a few stumbling stops along the way to catch his balance against a wall. Nikita let her feet drop back onto the floor and her fingers explore under his shirt and into his pants. He pushed her onto the toilet seat where she undid his pants, fished out his cock and proceeded to suck it like it was candy.

Odd had no hope of stopping the loud moan that escaped his lips. He felt her hum with satisfaction and he almost cried. His fingers tangled in her hair as he gently urged her to take in more of him. She obliged, loosening her throat as best she could.

"Fuck, Nikita," he groaned and braced himself on the counter top with one hand. The room was slowly starting to pulse at the same rhythm as his heart making his grip in Nikita tighten. When he opened his eyes again the world was more vibrant. Kaleidoscopes of color danced around the bathroom. He looked down at the girl at his groin and came almost instantly at the sight: her hair blew around her head like a rainbow crown, her sequence covered bottom was layered in little spotlights that illuminated the toilet under her, and her eyes!

Her eyes were the brightest things in the room! They seemed to dim all the rest of the cacophony of colors like some precious gem stone in a washed out display case.

After Nikita gave a few more sucks for good measure after his release, he pulled her on to her feet and kissed her deeply.

"You're gorgeous," he mumbled and pulled her close to him. He felt her arms snake around his waist.

"Do you think you have one more in there?" she asked into his shirt.

A laugh escaped his lips. "I think you can cox it out of me."

The couple emerged from the bathroom almost a half hour later. It seemed like the rest of the group was well into their high just like Odd's was. Yumi and Ulrich were sprawled across the floor wrapped in each other's arms, William was spaced out staring at Aelita's computer screen but, Jeremie and Aelita seemed to ignore it, delving deep into their game. Their characters were probably just running around in endless circles for all Odd knew.

"I'm pretty sure it's 'shrooms," Odd warned when Nikita plopped back into his lap and he reached for the remote to flip through the channels.

"Ah," Nikita sighed and reached for her cookie. "Will you eat me out while I trip?" she questioned.

"Is that what you want?" Odd smirked.

"I want to try this cookie," Nikita replied and took a small bite. "And other things," she clarified after swallowing. Odd kissed her temple and sipped on his all but forgotten cocktail while she ate. He settled on a cartoon at the same time Nikita wiped her tiny fingers on the napkin. Odd took his time finishing his drink waiting for the drugs to kick in but he wasn't idle. His free hand roamed up and down her front, reaching into her bra before gliding down to see if she was wet before venturing back up again. By the time he was done with his drink, she was prone across his lap: her head dropped back against his shoulder, her legs spread wide with the fly of her shorts undone, and her hands behind his head, tangled in his hair again.

She was panting softly, her mouth slightly open as her stare was fixed on the ceiling. Odd smirked, placed his empty cup next to hers, and eased her into a laying position. He tugged her shorts and tiny purple thong down her legs and tossed them behind him on the couch before kissing her lips softly.

His lips trailed down her body. He didn't eat her out often for some reason. He loved the way she tasted and how she'd had the hair lasered away every few months. He didn't know why he didn't venture down on her more often. She didn't ask for it often maybe that was why. Or maybe because she liked to pleasure him.

Whatever the reason was, he decided he needed to do it more often because the moans it elicited from her were heavenly.

"Oh God, Odd," she whimpered and squirmed beneath him. He used his thumb to play with her clitoris and her legs wrapped around his body by reflex.

"Fuck," she growled. This was the loudest she ever been during sex. Odd smirked against her slit and dove deeper until liquids began to pulse out of her. Odd took a couple extra licks for good measure. He kissed her bare stomach and on up to her lips. He sucked her bottom lip greedily while undoing his pants. Her moans had done their job of making him hard all over again. Nikita cried out softly as Odd sighed with relief.

It was several minutes before they both collapsed. "Can I have my pants back?" Nikita asked after a few minutes of spooning.

Odd laughed and sat up to retrieve the tiny piece of clothing. "I'd hardly consider these pants," he smiled and slid her underwear and shorts up her legs for her. He curled around her and fell asleep almost immediately.

He woke up in the middle of the night to find Nikita still snoozing in his arms. She didn't look as disheveled as he felt. Her face was free of all the makeup she'd worn during that day and not like it had rubbed off on the cushion beneath her but like it'd been cleaned away. There was also a throw tossed over them but beneath that, she'd bundled herself up in his sweater. Her hair was braided in the two short French braids she typically wore it in for bed. She smelt like cacao butter and honey and not alcohol and stale food. Odd smiled a small smile: a girl who still took care of herself no matter how fucked up she was.

He carefully climbed over her and off their make shift bed to make a trip to the bathroom. He noticed the Jeremie and Aelita were gone and a futon had been pulled out for William on the traditional side of the living room. He fished a red toothbrush from the pile the Ishiyamas kept around for guest out of one of the drawers. He loaded it up with from a tube of toothpaste he found in the same place and absentmindedly brushed his teeth. He noticed a familiar electric toothbrush on the corner of the counter next to a light pink cosmetic bag with a little ballerina on the front. He stuck a finger inside to find some essential toiletries in miniature form, a couple extra thongs, a tiny hair straightener? Shower cap? A wash cloth? Jeez! The woman could move it and you'd never notice. Odd shrugged, decided to take a shower and dug out a tiny bottle of body wash.

It smelled like marshmallows and ice cream.

After the shower he ditched his shirt and just pulled on his jeans. He'd left the bathroom much messier then when he came in. How'd Nikita manage to get her whole nightly routine done and the only evidence of it was a bag of toiletries and a toothbrush?

Odd curled back up with the girl. She'd balled up without him.

Probably cold.

He tossed the blanket back over her and wrapped his arms around her once more before falling back asleep.

"Odd," he heard a voice whisper harshly at him. "Odd!" it did it again and Odd pulled Nikita closer to him. The girl was still fast asleep but she wouldn't be for much longer if whoever was whispering at him didn't stop.

Odd blinked his eyes open. It wasn't very bright. It was probably a little past dawn. Jeremie was above him, his glasses adding an extra glare of light that made Odd squint.

"XANA's attacked." Odd groaned and closed his eyes to smoother his face into Nikita's hair. He was having a nightmare. He was sure of it.

"You can stay behind so Nikita isn't alone but stay alert. We might need you."

Odd's eyes widened and he sat up slightly. Aelita was behind genius waiting patiently. William was by the door grumbling and pulling on his boots. Yumi and Ulrich were standing awkwardly apart: he looked strangely sheepish while Yumi looked straight up mad.

"Are you serious?" Odd grinned. He could honestly sing but Nikita stirred in his arms and he decided to keep quiet. Aelita smiled and put a finger to his lips. Jeremie looked a little dejected. It was obvious he wanted all his warriors but this was a special exception. The group tiptoed out of the house and Odd turned his attention back to Nikita. Odd rubbed her arms softly, something he did every night before he left her room. She responded by curling her body tighter into itself, anticipating his departure. Odd slipped his arms back around her waist and attempted to fall back asleep.

He was too excited to sleep.

He'd finally been left behind. An excuse was finally good enough to get his way. Instead he lounged on the couch keeping the girl in his arms comfortable and tossing a ball around the living room for Kiwi to fetch.

Sleep did eventually find him once more but he woke this time to Nikita softly stroking his chest and nipping at his chin.

"Good morning," she mumbled between kisses when she noticed he was stirring.

"I could get really used to this," Odd admitted and flipped them over so that she was on top of him.

"This is the first time we've ever woken up together," Nikita disclosed and finally met his lips.

"I'll put it on my calendar," Odd joked. "'First morning me and Nikita woke up together'." Nikita smiled softly against his lips. "Wanna take care of this morning wood for me?" he asked stroking the back side of her upper thigh.

Nikita slipped her fingers down his arm to stop at her crotch. He felt her tug his sweater up slightly and undo his pants to pull the waistband of his boxers down then slid him into her.

She wasn't wearing anything under his sweater?

Odd's face lit up at how bold the girl was and felt his sexual organ stiffen even more deep within her body. She pulled the zipper of the sweater down slightly to expose her bare chest. The cleavage of the side of her breast poked out and he dove deeper into her and faster than thought he ever had before. They were both teetering on the edge when the lock of the front door turned.

"Shit," Odd hissed and pulled the blanket protectively over them both. He'd completely forgotten the others were gone.

Nikita instantly fell into what looked like sleep and Odd followed suit. He breathed deeply trying to ease his rapid heart rate and calm the flush he knew was rising to his cheeks.

"Still out cold," William observed a few minutes after they stepped through the door.

"I'm going back to sleep," Yumi announced yawning.

"We'll be back up in the guest room. I have to find out what XANA wants with that marine center in California," Jeremie grumbled to most likely Aelita and two more sets of footsteps ascended the stairs. A door closed somewhere nearby and someone sank into Kiwi's favorite chair.

"I know you two are awake." It was Ulrich. Odd peaked one eye open to see that he was the one on the chair with Kiwi running around it in circles in an attempt to get him out of it. A look of disbelief must have crossed Odd's face because the brunet then said: "I'm your roommate. I know how you sleep."

Nikita and Odd's eyes met and they began to giggle like children. "You're good, Ulrich," Nikita commended and lifted herself up slightly to zip Odd's sweater to a more modest height.

"How many times did you two go at it? William said you did it on the couch with everyone in here and no one noticed but him."

"That is true," Nikita smiled and sat up, pulling the boy under her out of her.

"He didn't say anything, though," Odd sighed. He was half limp from the shock but he still missed the girl's warmth.

"Fine keep your secrets," Ulrich muttered and leaned forward in the chair. "I slept with Yumi last night," he disclosed as if he were discussing the weather.

Odd shot up into a sitting position, meeting Nikita chest to chest. The girl quickly snatched the blanket and wrapped it around her body, hiding their exposed bits. But Odd wasn't worried about that in the slightest. "You fucked her?"

Ulrich tensed then shook his head no. "We slept together. In the same bed," he clarified. "With no clothes on and loose inhibitions and nothing happened."

Odd slumped slightly. "Fuck. Don't say it like that then," he muttered. All the while, Nikita safely tucked Odd back into his pants so he could swing his feet onto the floor. She pulled the blanket around her body like a tent with her head sticking out and leaned back against the couch. Odd would have to make it up to her later but for now he leaned forward with his elbows on his knees listening to the brunet intently.

"I can't believe it," Odd breathed. Ulrich only sighed and followed Nikita's example.

"Should I be hearing this?" Nikita questioned resting her head on Odd's shoulder.

"He's going to tell you about it anyway," Ulrich answered.

"That is also true," Odd grinned and pulled the girl into his lap. "I just can't believe it," Odd repeated. "You two were so close to fucking and nothing happened."

"And now she mad at me because I tried to do something this morning and she brought up the whole Lyo-" he stopped suddenly catching himself. "The whole you know what thing and she got pissed at me for even trying."

Nikita didn't seem to flinch at his blunder. She'd actually made herself quiet comfortable and seemed to be drifting off. "You two obviously weren't wasted enough," Odd deduced.

"You are no help," Ulrich groaned.

"Alright, alright," Odd chuckled. "She wants you too. That's simple. She wouldn't be mad if she didn't. I don't think she's necessarily mad at you. Just at the situation."

"Well, I wish she'd hurry up and get over it."

"Whatever this thing is getting between you, maybe you ought to just say fuck it," Nikita stated her opinion on the matter.

"But we can't really do that-" Ulrich began to protest but the girl wasn't done.

"Why not? It's obvious you two are in love. If you really loved each other, this issue wouldn't matter. Not as long as you worked on it."

Odd glanced between the girl in his arms and his brooding roommate. "Girl's got a point," he shrugged.

"I know what I'm talking about. You may disregard my relationship advice because I'm with a previously claimed boy but I know what love is. I see it every time you two look at each other."

Odd nodded in agreement as William emerged from the bathroom and announced, "I'm going back to sleep. Keep it down."

Odd smirked at the blunt friend and then focused back on Ulrich. "I think the jury has spoken. Go forth and conquer."

"But don't force it," Nikita interrupted. "Talk to her first."

Odd shook his head behind hers. "Force it," he mouthed dramatically. Nikita whipped her head around sensing something was amiss with her partner and Odd fixed his face in an instant.

"You two are ridiculous," Ulrich sighed but he got up and trudged toward the stairs.

"We make a great team," Odd announced once the brunet was out of ear shot. He fell back across the couch pulling Nikita back down with him.

"Can we finish what we were doing?" the girl questioned quietly and snuggled close to the object of her affection.

"No," William announced from the other side of the room. "Whatever it is, no."

"We'll be quiet," Odd whispered loudly.

"You're incapable of being quiet," William cried out in exasperation.

"Then you're just going to have to listen," Nikita smiled and the couple went back to kissing.

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