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Heya! How are you guys doing? Me? I'm fine! (Like, anybody would care...) Jk, so I've finished my training period and finally I have the time to write again!
About the story: Warning, there is A LOT chessshiping in this one and a lot information you were dying about to know! So enjoy and review if you like!
Chapter 7: A feverish surprise
Bright light entered through the fine embroidery of the curtains. The white colour of the walls increased the brightness of the sunshine and stung deep into Touko's eyes. She moaned at the sting and slowly raised herself to sit on the bed, rubbing her eyes to see more clearly over the light. "Ahh, this stings! I really have to rearrange my room…" While she was complaining an odd object caught her attention. On a part of the wall, the white colour was decorated with cream coloured spots. "What is that?" She slowly put her sheets away from her and crawled on her bed towards the far end of the king-sized bed. Reaching the end, she hopped, intrigued by the spots. Arrived in front of the strange wall she brushed her fingertips against it and felt a different material under her fingers.
"A doorknob? Don't tell me-." With a swift turn of the knob, the door opened revealing a pristine all-in-white bathroom. She put her hands on both sides of her head. "All this time, I was making such a long way out of my room down the hall when there was one right in my bedroom?" Having finally discovered another part of the mansion, and feeling slightly fooled, she prepared herself in her new discovered bathroom.
While brushing her teeth she checked around and fixed with her eyes an object which was at the same time precious and ordinary. It was her base ball cap she had just hung up on the hooks behind the bathroom door. She can't really remember the face of the boy who gave it to her as a present; she could only remember that they were really close and that he was the one who gave her, her first kiss. A warm feeling spread through her body at the memory of this and she smiled unconsciously at the silly first kiss she got from a childish "Let's play, lover's game!" The game consisted to play as a couple and hold hands, make food out of sand and other silly and childish things like that. She had been caught of guard by the sudden kiss the boy gave. Unfortunately, the boy moved from the neighbourhood soon after and she never saw him again.
Strangely, it wasn't her first love, what could she have done? She was just a kid and kids just don't know any better. It was all part of a game, and when playing games, real feelings are to remain hidden if you want to win that is. But was that really a win or lose game?
Finished with her cleaning, she withdrew different clothing from her closet. She put on a baby blue coloured V-neck T-shirt and a white Bermuda which she bought at the shopping mall. A strike hit her when she saw the baby blue T-shirt in one of the shops and she could say that she fell in love at first sight. Still, she felt a little strange that it reminded her of Touya's jacket. Maybe it was his eyes locked onto the direction of the shirt that gave her a signal that she should buy it? Or maybe she was just seeing things and hell with that! She needed a damn shirt after all.
She headed out to the hall and checked the devil's door. "Closed? I think he's still sleeping. Guess, I'll do some other thinks until he wakes up, it's still early too." Shrugging it off with a wave from her hand she looked from right to left and thought of what she could possibly do to spend her time.
Touya always left the door open when he was somewhere else be it in the mansion or when he went out, but never did he lock his room when he closed it, it kind of lets a feeling of "Come in into the sweet Devilish Lover's kingdom" or just "Hey, you, me, tonight". The thought of him being with a woman didn't cross her mind this time. She was positive that he didn't go or sneak out last night. Don't ask how she knows it, she just does.
She went to the left and walked towards the far end of the hall only to discover a staircase that led to the third floor. Climbing up the stairs she noticed the colour of the walls changing from a cream colour to a sporty blue red-striped one.
Stepping out of the stairs, she arrived at another hall. The left wall was made out of glass and Touko peeked in. The other side contained a huge gym with many machines to train on. Some of them looked rather odd and left Touko clueless about what they could possibly help you train with. Some weights where out of their original place and you could see towels spread here and there. "Now I know where the devil trains. Never figured there was such a room here…" Therefore, she wasn't surprised if she suddenly saw a giant pool popping from the other side of the glass, this was after all, the haute society. Nothing decorated the right wall, not even photographs where hung along them. She walked further down and stopped right in front of a plain brown wooden door. Touko looked back just to be sure that Touya wasn't behind her. Of course, the mansion was now her home too, but the feeling of it not being still lived in her mind. The excitement pulsating in her veins that at any moment she could get caught made her want to burst the door open.
Instead, she slowly pushed the door, and a long grinding sound echoed in the room. She tightened her teeth and hoped that the sound didn't reach a certain someone's ears. The room was rather tiny compared to the rest of the rooms in the mansion. The walls were painted with a dull brown colour and in the middle stood a single desk accompanied by a chair. Nothing else was there besides cobwebs and dust. The desk being the only object of interest, she entered fully in the study towards it.
As she approached she could see a photograph in a gorgeous frame with stripes and laces decorating the gold colour of the frame. She cautiously took the picture in her hands as it was put in such a wonderful decoration; one had to take care not to break it. Cleaning the dust on the picture by blowing her warm breath, she could finally see the hidden picture. A beautiful woman with brown long wavy hair and ocean blue eyes was smiling at the camera. The sunshine shining and the orange tree blossoms falling on her seemed to bow at her like a queen. Touko gaped in amazement. In the bottom of the right corner was a name "Natasha Summers".
Touko smiled. "That's Touya's mother for you." She didn't think Touya's mother to be that beautiful and even that was an understatement. Her X-transceiver showed her that it was time to go back down and she put back the picture. Her steps hurrying on the floor and her mind fed with a beautiful picture made her heart wobble. She doesn't have a clue who kept this single picture was it Touya's father or Touya himself but one thing she knew was that someone couldn't forget about her.
Irritated, looking at the closed door, Touko thought that it was amply time to get the devil out of his den. She burst the door open, as always not caring to knock and stopped right in her tracks as she saw a coughing Touya in bed. She hastily rushed towards the side of his bed. Touya's face was pale and sweat drops were falling from his forehead to the side of his cheeks. No need to look at it any closer, he was ill. Touko frowned, "I was completely right about him being ill but no he didn't listen!" It maybe looked like she was teasing him and his immune system, but in reality she knew he was going to be ill, not that she had cared if he'd listen or not though.
"I'll call a doctor an-" She was cut off by Touya who had grabbed her arm. "Don't, *cough* I hate *cough* doctors." Touya managed to talk with a hoarse voice, completely different from his usual flirty one. Touko gave out a long sigh as if she was thinking about what to do. Touya looked at her like a little child and her heart just wouldn't keep quiet about the cute image she was seeing.
After a moment of reflection, she quietly put back Touya's arm beside him. "Okay, then I'll call Mom; she probably knows what to do. You stay quietly in your bed, I'll come back, ok?" She said with a very calm and sweet voice that showed authority as well as kindness, the kind of voice you use when talking to children. Touya just nodded, coughing along the way two times and Touko went downstairs into the kitchen to prepare whatever her mother was going to instruct her.
She called on the number her mother had left pinned on the fridge and it didn't last more than 5 seconds for her mother to answer. "Aloha~ It's soo hot here in Hawaii, you have no idea Touko!" Touko glared at her mother through the X-transceiver. Her mother had a different kind of phone, cheaper than the X-transceiver that is made for trainers; her phone was especially constructed for business people who could have a reunion through video. The generation really passes by too fast. "Mom, how can you be that happy without your daughter! Don't you see that you left me and Touya alone together doesn't it worry you?" It was not like she was thinking about having anything with Touya, but who knows what he could do to her? She already said it once and she would say it as many times as needed. That guy is dangerous, well if you talk about a flirting kind of dangerous.
"Oh, I'm sorry dear. I think you two are old enough to know what you're doing~" Her mother gave her a wink before continuing in a more stern tone, "Is something wrong?" She looked at her worriedly. "Yes, I think that Touya has a fever and he's coughing a lot. He doesn't want me to call in for a doctor, so I figured you would know what to do." If it wasn't for the very childlike look Touya gave her, she wouldn't care less about him hating doctors. He was ill and the only medicine was to call for a doctor to eventually help to cure him.
"Is he alright? He isn't in that much pain is he?" By the impatient look Touko gave her, she figured that her daughter was waiting for instructions. "First, cover him with warm blankets even if he says he isn't cold, make him a soup with the already done ingredients in a package in the upper cupboard, the second on the left, make him take the medicine in the lower cupboard all five hours against his fever and for the coughing use the medicine in the same cupboard just two times a day. Did you memorize it all?" Her mother asked smiling at her daughter's thumbs up.
"I leave it up to you then, take good care of him!" Touko stuck out her tongue unnoticed by her mother. At the end of her nursing, she wouldn't get a thank you from him as he's personality indicates how he doesn't show these types of weak moments. Saying "thank you" and "sorry" weren't quite in his vocabulary. She waved goodbye to her mother and prepared all of the ingredients. The soup was easy to make as it was already made in a package, she just had to put water and boil it. To put it bluntly, she was one of the modern woman who couldn't cook or everything that she touched would turn out too salty or too sweet and don't even talk about cooking eggs, they just explode without knowing why. Guess, it still remains a mystery.
Putting the warm soup and the medicine on a tray, she slowly made her way to the stairs. It was still incredible how her mother kept these medicines in case something happened. Some people just wouldn't bother about it or say that misery and illness just happen to other people and not us. They're wrong. We never know if something could strike us now or the day after.
It took her nearly fifteen minutes to get the tray to Touya's room. There was two times when Touko's heart skipped a beat and these times where when Touko nearly spilled the bowl with the soup out of the tray. Thank goodness, it didn't fall.
Arrived at Touya's bed she pulled a nearly lying comfy and heavy chair next to Touya's bed after having placed the tray on his nightstand. Touya slowly opened his eyes to see Touko handing him a spoon. While strongly gulping down, he tried to clear his throat to start talking. "Could you *cough* feed me?" The more he coughed and the more he looked weak and innocent, the more Touko's heart demanded her to just hug him away and give him all the love to her heart's content. She swallowed down as strongly as he did before, to resist doing anything reckless.
"O-okay, I'll do it." "Even though I said I would do it, this still looks wrong!" She was frozen with the spoon in hand a few inches of Touya's mouth. She had helped him to straighten himself on the bed and only having touched his waist to help him, gave her a hard time to breathe and a colourful palette of pink colours on her cheeks for an unknown reason.
Touya opened his mouth and Touko gulped one last time before feeding him the soup. He slowly swallowed the soup and she observed his throat moving up and down as he swallowed. This was getting ridiculous. Why was she feeling suddenly like this? Was it because he's now all weak and innocent that she's suddenly feeling some odd and unwanted feelings? Her strong mind kept fighting against her emotions. When it finally cleared up from any odd or warm feelings, she continued feeding him. Her mind and heart ceased to intervene into the situation, but the only thing she couldn't control was her smiling. It just made her smile when Touya opened his mouth and forced himself to swallow the soup down even with his inflamed throat barriers. It reminded her a lot of when she had to baby-sit a younger cousin. "Wait, this is Touya we're talking about!" Suddenly a smirk appeared on her face all the while as she was feeding Touya. "Hey, I could easily blackmail him with this!"
The next moments of feeding him went by calmly as Touko was more comfortable with the situation and the blackmailing material she got in hand. She put back the spoon and the bowl now empty to give him his medicine. Touya winced at the sour and awful tasting medicine and when Touko was finally finished with her feeding task, she rearranged the tray to take it back into the kitchen. Touya slowly slid back into a lying position and Touko sighed relieved of not having to touch him again. It was pretty strange how she was feeling lately; only the mere breath or touch of his against her skin made her all shaky and odd feeling. Maybe it was just temporary? In any case, she hoped it to be.
She placed the tray back into its place in the cupboard and felt her stomach grumbling. "Oh right, I was so busy nursing Touya that I forgot to eat myself." She rapidly preheated a tray of frozen hamburger and potatoes that can be preheated from a microwave. The whole eating and cleaning dishes operation took two whole hours. She had to admit that she lazily watched TV when pausing in her cleaning dishes duty. Touko was heading to Touya's room again to give him the medicine against the coughing and at the same time thinking how much exercise she was doing today when climbing and move down those stairs. Not that she needed it; she was still as slender as she always was. Bianca was the one, who needed it though, with all the chocolate bars she eats; it's still a wonder how she didn't get that fat even if her endurance lacked power.
Letting herself in into Touya's room, she noticed him wriggling. She approached to the side of his bed and saw him wincing a few times. Thinking that maybe he was having a nightmare, she raised her fingers up to his forehead and brushed the few hair strands away. At her touch, Touya immediately stopped and opened his eyes. Touko froze for a moment, thinking if he had his right mind back and felt her touching him, but he kept looking at her without saying a word. She then proceeded to give him the medicine and watched him as he obediently swallowed.
"Good boy." The words suddenly slipped and she blushed at her own statement. "What am I thinking? It doesn't mean that if he looks like a little boy that he actually is one! What is wrong with me?" Her subconscious was getting the better of her and she hurriedly packed away the medicine that she brought.
Finished with the packing, she brushed her forehead to catch any eventual sweat drop that could have fallen as she was so flustered that Touya could at any moment realize what she'd said and did.
She turned around to him and waving her hand she said in her controlled "I'm speaking to a child voice", "I'm leaving, and I'll come back for the other medicine okay?" Without waiting for an answer she started to leave, but was stopped by two manly arms, holding her tightly by the waist from behind her. She turned her head and saw Touya half up, half lying on his bed, who was burying his face against her back.
"Don't leave! You said you'd come back to get me, and I waited so long, but you never came! Please, don't leave me again Mom! You can't imagine how I missed you and wanted to be held in your warm embrace, your soft fingers slowly running through my hair and your gentle strokes on my chest when I felt sad… Please, don't push me away; don't throw my love no more or less by running away again. At least, take me with you!" Touya shouted without coughing in between his words. Touko instantly froze at the word "Mom".
"Do I look that old to be his mother?" She frowned for a moment, slightly offended by the comment. Then, she shook her head, this wasn't the time to be thinking about looking old or not. He was talking about his mother! "She ran away? How could she leave and forget to bring her son when she promised she would? More importantly, how come he thinks that I'm his mother? She thought panicking about whether she had to play along or just get him out of his reverie and telling him she's his honey pot? Just thinking about her nickname gave her shivers.
After a moment of thinking and trying hard not to blush as she felt his arms sliding down her waist probably due to his weakness, she decided to play along. After all, she was good at acting.
She took his arms and freed herself from his grip. Turning around, she sat down on the edge of the bed beside him and gently stroked his cheek. "Touya, calm down. I'm here I won't go anywhere anymore. I'll stay with you forever." Her words came out with a sweet voice tone, almost like one of a real mother. She was surprised at how much these words came out so naturally.
"Promise me that you'll never leave again!" He said weakly and with half closed eyes. This made her hard to continue with her act. She wasn't his real mother and she had no right to promise things she wouldn't keep, that she couldn't keep. More importantly, what if when he completely wakes up, he remembers every single thing? Well, in a way it would surely help her get closer to answers as he has to explain everything about his mother and about her leaving him.
With all her might she resumed her acting, "I promise. Now go to bed, you need to rest." She saw him wobbling from right to left when she gripped his shoulders to steady him. He looked down at her and slowly approached his face to hers. Touko was too concentrated on steadying him to notice him coming down. When she finally made sure he was steady she looked up, only to find him leaning closer and kissing her.
Everything around her faded to black or was it just the room colour? The kiss was weak and his lips only brushed lightly against hers for a few seconds. These few seconds may have lasted as mere seconds, but for Touko it lasted way more. A warm and comfortable feeling came from all directions to cast themselves in her heart. Sure, she already had her first kiss, but this was somehow different. This wasn't a game and the kiss wasn't salty like before. This tasted like sour medicine with a sweet touch of "something".
She didn't have the time to think more about it as Touya's head slid from her lips to rest on her collarbone. His hot feverish forehead collided against her already warm skin and she thought of nothing else while putting Touya slowly back to his lying position and pulled the blanket up to his neck.
Only when she settled herself in the living room, she started to think seriously about what had just happened. She brought her fingers to her lips and felt the soft and warm lips all over hers again. Touko shook her head. "No, think about it Touko! He wasn't in his right state of mind and thought you were his mother so he kissed you thinking that you were his mother. Wait, do we kiss mothers on the lips nowadays? I think I heard about some country where they do it…Ahhh what do I do?" She put her hands to her head confused about the kiss. Why on earth did it matter so much to her anyway? No reason came in mind, but it didn't change the fact that he kissed her instead of his real mother. She prayed for him to forget everything including the kiss, but somewhere deep down inside she just couldn't help but hope he'd still remember after he wakes up in his right mind.
Was it bad? They were actually going to be family, brother and sister, even if they aren't blood-related, would we go so far to call it incest? Touko shooed these thoughts away with an energetic shook of her head. These stupid questions wouldn't stop to pile up and she had to find something to keep her from thinking to much. Her eyes circled through the room until they spotted a left out magazine on the compartment under the coffee table.
Without hesitating, she hastily grabbed it and opened it op on a random page. On the opened page, questions with three possible answers where displayed on a range of three whole pages. "Hmm, that would keep me from thinking about useless things and do something instructing for once."
With pen in hand and an optimistic mind, she started what seemed to look like a quiz and not bothering to look at the title, Touko answered to the most oddly questions. At some point, she wondered if there was even a good or bad answer, but feeling that she was really in need to cut off any more thinking she just crossed the answer more close to her opinion.
Time passed and she had just finished the quiz when she tried to sum the points given at the different answers to get to the conclusion she heard a thump from the stairs. She looked up from her magazine to bring her attention to the stairs which linked the living room to the first floor. Touya had fallen to one knee and only his right hand, grabbing hold of the railway glued on the wall, was steadying him. She was about to rise up from the sofa when she heard the weak sounding but also loud shout from Touya. "Stop! Don't move. I'm coming down there alone."
She couldn't help but smile at the way he said these words. They were so confident on themselves and the way Touya was making his way very slowly and one step at the time, sometimes slipping, but nevertheless, he was really making the effort of coming down alone.
Touko was half up, half sitting with only having the support of her hands pressed against the silk fabric of the couch to hold up her weight. At any second she was prepared to run to Touya if he slipped and fell from the stairs. She couldn't deny the fact that she admired him for wanting to keep his man's pride of not needing any help. Just like someone who struggles himself to start walking again after having had an accident that made him unable to walk for quite some time. This was definitely telling her that he had (probably) for a short period of time, regained his right mind.
"T-touya! What are you doing down here? You should stay in bed and rest!" She scolded him a bit too late as he was already stepping onto the last step.
He looked at her feebly then decided to walk towards her and plop down next to her onto the couch. Touko frowned not understanding why he was suddenly here, even more after what happened before…wait, how many time had passed? She rapidly looked at the clock who told her she had been keeping her busy for two hours. Incredible how fast time passes when you are seriously doing a quiz. More importantly, did he remember what actually happened back there?
Touya leaned back, propping his arms in front of him widely along his legs. "I'm fed up with being in bed. Thought, I was better, but it turns out that…I'm…n…ot." Even though he started pretty good in the beginning of his sentence, his voice became more and more inaudible, almost like a whisper. He had pushed his back from the couch and leaned forwards, then backwards and from left to right. There Touko noticed that he was probably fading back to sleep behind his control.
She was about to take action as his whole upper body fell downwards to the right, landing with his head on Touko's lap. Touko had kept her eyes closed during his fall, naturally she was afraid he would fall to the ground and become hurt, but she got a whole other image as she opened an eye to check on him. Touya's head was lying right on her lap; he had fallen so softly that she didn't even notice him there.
A pinkish blush appeared on her cheeks and she desperately tried to think what she could do about the situation. True, she could just push him away; let him fall hard on the million dollars flooring and calling him a pervert. Passing this scene reconstruction for the least malicious in her head, she became aware of his sleeping form rather uncomfortable as half of his body seemed to be on the sofa and the other half outside the sofa limits.
Touko carefully pulled his legs on the couch, trying not to move too much and not let the sleeping beauty awake. Having him neatly fixed on the couch, she noticed his face, facing up to her. His long eyelashes cast a shadow beneath his eyes and his mouth, slightly open to breathe for more air, left his pink unprotected lips an inviting message for someone else's lips to crush over them. She felt uneasy as well as excited about the sight of Touya and the arguments being pleaded inside her head. Good, bad? Who cares? She absolutely had to keep her composure and think of him as only a freeloader, even if he was, in some way, the owner of the mansion.
While thinking about the extremely delicate situation, Touya's words from before repeated themselves in her head. "You can't imagine how I missed you and wanted to be held in your warm embrace, soft fingers slowly running through my hair and your gentle strokes on my chest when I felt sad."
Touko looked down at him and suppressed by a huge pain in her chest, she couldn't help, but gaze at the incredible handsome face. He was handsome, yes, she never said the opposite, but was he seeing her the same way she was seeing him? Never lying about the fact that she thinks of him like a heartless jerk and heartbreaker, just sometimes in moments like this, it made it hard for her to cling to labels of names that won't show how someone truly is, but instead show the relationship between them using these names.
She looked at the clock and reminded herself that it was time for Touya's medicine. Luckily, she had already left the medicine on the coffee table in front of her just so she could go back up to him after she had finished the quiz. Holding Touya closely to her with her left hand around his waist, she stretched her right arm to get the medicine on the table now, a few inches away. She took the spoon along with the medicine at the same time, a sweat drop forming on her forehead due to this delicate operation. Not mentioning the blush on her face as she touched the masculine waist and paying attention to not lean her chest too close to his face.
The both items on both of her hands, she poured the medicine into the spoon before feeding to him while slowly opening his lips apart with her fingers. A little bit of liquid escaped from the corner of his lips and Touko wiped it off with her thumb, not resisting touching his soft parted lips, the same ones as the ones who brushed against hers. Of course, she felt strange about these sudden needs to touch him or taking advantage to touch him in places that she knows that she would never dare to touch when he's wide and awake. One thing was clear, these "needs" weren't normal and she wished for nothing more as to only feel despise as well as complete neutral feelings towards him. And somehow, today was different than any other day where she actually felt all the previous feelings, they became…tender.
Touya was fast asleep and Touko tucked a few strands of his hair that were covering his eyes behind his ears. Running softly her fingers through his hair, she felt as if travelling back in time and tried to think how Touya's mother was the one who was stroking his rebellious bed hair. With her free left hand, she moved her fingers over his stomach all the way up to his chest, smiling at all ups and downs under her fingers, where his hard muscles were located.
Her fingers stopped on his chest. His heart was beating a steady rhythm and she closed her eyes, mesmerized by the beauty of the sound thumping against his manly chest, echoing through her fingers to her eardrums. She closed her eyes to better feel the melody of his heart. Soon, their two hearts's beating melted together to synchronize into one. With her eyes gently closed, she drifted into a beautiful and musical slumber.
Touko twitched at the sudden cold she felt at different places of her body. Her bare arms were warmer which earlier felt a bit cold and her lap felt somehow empty and also cold that once where covered by another human warmth. Her eyes fluttered open, rubbing them slowly one after the other with one hand, she looked around and at the empty space on her lap. No Touya was to be seen, but a strange scent could be detected. She sniffed in trying to recognise what was being made; the scent surely came from the kitchen and no denying that it's food.
Cautiously, she made her way to the kitchen with tiny and calculated steps. "Could it be that Mom came back sooner because of Touya's condition?" Touko thought how happy her mother was at the so say "business trip" organized by Touya's father and immediately chased the possibility away. Then she thought of it being Touya, but wasn't he back to his room? She hadn't felt him leaving and he couldn't possibly be cooking with his condition or maybe… Fed up, by all the "who is it" questions, Touko peeked into the kitchen to find no one other than the devil behind the oven flames.
Not controlling the surprised squeak coming out of her mouth, Touya turned around to her, still holding the pot over the medium lit flames. "Oh, you're awake sleepyhead? Sit down; I'm almost finished with the cooking. Eating preheated stuff isn't good, you must be glad about me being able to cook right? No, no, don't say anything I know I'm amazing, not just with the girls, but with the foods too!" His voice was clearly better although there was still a bit of a husky accent in it and plus he looked fine. His face revealed his devilish smile combined with the pale colour of illness on the rest of his face, compared to his normal slightly tanned colour.
Touko sighed at the usual "Touya greeting + insert lovely or irritating nickname here". "Now it's sleepyhead?" She let it slide for once as she headed to the table to sit on her favourite spot. Sitting firmly on the chair, she couldn't help, but think if Touya was really alright. She wouldn't want him to suddenly faint (like earlier) and give her the work to drag him to the couch and he wasn't light at all. It turns out that she straightforwardly asked him what was on her mind. "Are you sure that you can stand and cook here with your condition? In case you've forgotten, I remind you that you have a cold."
Having received no answer, she looked around for any clue about what was on the menu. Two sets of silverware were spread before her and before the seat opposite to her, including both a fork and a…spoon? "What the hell could be eaten with a fork and a spoon?" She was getting more and more eager as Touya suddenly turned around, two plates balancing in his both hands, and walking towards the table to put one plate in front of her and the other in the seat opposite of hers.
Touko looked down, "Spaghetti with meat balls?" She giggled slowly down her breath; this kind of reminded her of some movie with two dogs eating under a moonlit sky eating a plate of pasta just like this one except the fact that they weren't going to kiss again like those dogs. Shivers run through her as she remembered that maybe Touya could have memories about what happened between them. She felt her stomach knot and noticed Touya stopping to attack on his dinner to look at her arching a brow in question. "Don't judge by the looking. It's not that bad you know." She shook her head, "It's not what I'm uneasy about, it's…" She was at loss for words. Could she even manage to say them? It was the same back there with the tongue touching and when asking about his mother, but this was an embarrassing matter!
She began to eat to wave away the awkward silence that had settled between them. Touya was the one who broke the silence. "Come to think of it, I can't really remember what happened when I was lying in bed…Maybe you're acting so strange because you did something intimate with me, didn't you?" He devilish smiled her and the pink dots came risen up on her face again. With the same teasing voice he continued, "Well, I did sleep on your lap, which I precise is soft and cosy, so I had to show you my gratitude by making the dinner." "I knew it, he never says "thanks" like I expected." Ignoring the first part of his second sentence, she smiled to herself. "At least he made dinner in compensation. And YES he doesn't remember!"
Feeling a pair of devilish brown eyes observing her, she put her fork down and slowly raised her eyes to the hazel coloured ones. "What? Is something stuck on my face?" She said clueless what the boy opposite of her might be looking at. If she looked closely she could notice that it wasn't his face or lips or eyes he was looking at, it was her chest. This gave her a more awkward feeling.
"I like your T-shirt, it matches my jacket perfectly. Even if the colour suits me better than you, you're not that bad looking with it, in fact, you look more feminine in those clothes." It took her a few seconds to understand what he was saying as she suddenly noticed for the first time that she was wearing Touya's favourite jacket. She gave out a nervous laugh. Was he complimenting her just for wearing his favourite colour?
Touya rose up to get the bottle of water out of the fridge and Touko embraced herself with both of her arms to absorb the scent coming from the jacket while Touya wasn't looking. How could she not have noticed that she was wearing his jacket? Warmth escaped from it to her pores and she inhaled the scent, his scent, in powerful breathings. This little moment made her realize two things. One person was being ejected while another one was making he's way through her body to get into her heart. One question remains, will she let him in?
While you review, and I hope you do, you could also tell me some ideas about the next chapter because i have no clue what to write next, but don't worry it will eventually come... at least I hope it does...