A/N: Some raunchy banter, but nothing above PG-13.

"Eh? S-So, you should probably be heading back then—if, if Jack-san's waiting for you…?" God damn it. Just the way she was getting so flustered, nervously tittering while stirring her hot chocolate for the hundredth time…

Super cute.

"Ah, it's fine; actually, I texted him back and he didn't respond…" He frowned slightly, it wasn't like Jack to be so unresponsive, but perhaps he ended up going back to sleep? And really, the truth was Adam didn't quite want to end this little…er, what would you call this? Meeting? Chance encounter?

Date—

'Stop gettin' ahead of yourself, this is not a date, you haven't even known her for a week, just—'

In truth, when he'd left the house, the only thing on his mind had been to grab something to eat, and then spend the day at home. What he did not count on was stepping out of the conbini just as the two of them were walking in.

He'd recognized Ogura-san right away—even without her uniform, that short bob, round maroon eyes weren't something he'd be forgetting anytime soon—and apparently she could tell him apart from his brother, despite the short amount of time they'd known each other.

'A-Ano, A-Adam-s-san? What, a…' She apparently lost all train of thought after she realized who he was. '—Coincidence? Ah, so you must be the one who's helping Sio-chan with her English. I'm Asao Kaoru; pleased to meet you, Muirhead-san.' Her friend was much more open, politely exchanging greetings while Sio attempted to recover from her shock. As if she possessed all the social graces and mannerisms that Sio lacked, this Asao-san somehow led them to a nearby cafe, and then five minutes into the little impromptu trip, announced she had to go home and then left the two of them.

Which led them to now. Not that he didn't mind sitting around and drinking hot chocolate, or getting to know her better, but there was still that nagging little voice in the back of his mind that said, hey, your brother's waiting for you; shouldn't you head back? Guiltily he'd sent a vague message about how he was currently caught in some 'unexpected errands', though Jack had yet to send a response.

"O-Oh…I, see…" She nodded, and though she hadn't said anything, the understanding was there.

You're worried about him, aren't you?

"Meh, don't worry yerself too much about Jack—he's more than capable 'f takin' care of himself. 'Sides, wouldn't be much of a gentleman if I left yeh all by yourself, now would I?" Adam never claimed to be much of a flirt, or had anything more than just polite exchanges when it came to girls—but for some reason with this girl, Sio Ogura, he couldn't help it—despite the lack of closeness, something just felt so right about hanging out with her, even gently teasing her.

As expected, the poor girl's face proceeded to flush ten shades of red, all in rapid succession. "A-A-Ah, I-I-I didn't, m-m-mean…" Out of words to say, she silently focused all her attentions on the mug, as if it was the most fascinating thing she'd ever encountered. "…Mmm, it's just…I-I-I, kn-know what, it's like…to be, worried about…your other half…"

His gaze turned down a little as she stammered out the last part. True…he did promise Jack that he'd hurry so they could play video games the entire afternoon. And hadn't it been him who had specifically made his brother promise not to start without him? Suddenly the hot chocolate didn't sit quite right in his mouth, despite its sweetness.

'Such an exemplar brother, caring more about wooing some cute girl than keeping a promise to your twin…' Damn it. He really should be heading back, Jack could be waiting on him for all he knew…

"Eh, Adam-san…y-you know, I-I…" As if steeling herself, she took a giant sip of the cocoa and exhaled loudly. "I, really appreciate you, keeping me company…I-I, really…I…enjoyed it…but, I think—no, I know that, you really are worried about, your brother…so, you should go home…yeah?" And for the first time since they'd met, Adam was rewarded with a genuine smile that seemed to light up the girl's entire face, as small as it was. He couldn't help but feel himself smiling back.

"…You are right; heh, I guess it really does take one to know one…tell you what, I'll walk yeh home partway—I think you live pretty close in the general direction?" He gave a nod towards the other side of the railroad tracks.

"!" Oops. Maybe that was a little too much, judging from the way she seemed to have suddenly frozen, cheeks turning redder than her eyes. Chuckling to himself, he paid their bill before Ogura-san could figure it out (a true gentleman, after all, always paid for a lady) and escorted her out, oblivious to the numerous stares of both envy and enchantment from the cafe's staff.

"S-So…y-you and Jack-san…are from England? London?" The breeze was nice and combined with the sun, meant that the mood was surprisingly tranquil. Though he didn't outright just ask for her address—that would be incredibly rude, no matter what country they were in—she pointed in the general direction that he was going in as well.

"Yeh; Greenwich, t' be exact. It's a…district. Kinda like how Tokyo's got its own—Shinjuku, Shibuya…"

"Sou desu ne…a-ah, gomen, I can't say I've…heard of it before…" And there she went again, face turning an amusing shade of pink and red while pointedly avoiding his gaze. He shook his head, it wasn't a huge deal—everybody knew of London, but that didn't mean each of its surrounding districts shared the same popularity.

"Nah; it's actually a pretty quaint area, at least where we live. Though, it is right on the River Thames, so that's pretty nice." Sure, you'd certainly be hard-pressed to beat the frantic, neon pulse of Tokyo's nightlife, but he had to admit that right now, after a whirlwind first week, he was missing the quietness of the countryside.

The phone buzzed and he scanned Jack's message—finally, had he been sleeping or was it just a bad connection—questioning on what it was that was keeping him. Guiltily Adam cast a sideways glance at the girl who seemed to be more focused on keeping in perfect step next to him, before sending back a vague reply about heading back now.

It was too complicated to just explain it all through emails, though he had a feeling Jack would never let him live it down for being delayed by a girl.

"Ah, I'm actually…heading to the left." He blinked and they were at the crossroads past the railway, Ogura-san apparently splitting to head back to her own residence. "B-But,a-a-ano…th-thanks, for, keeping me company…" she smiled that really shy smile and he felt his pulse speed up for some reason, "…I had, fun…"

Gods be damned if she wasn't just about the most adorable thing he'd ever encountered. Short of some baby animal or something, but that was a different story. Sure, at first he hadn't thought much of her looks—typical small build, short brown hair with a face that was rather plain—how the hell could he ever have thought that? For some reason all his thoughts now were only focused on how nicely her petite frame matched her rounded maroons, and how despite her stuttering she was so earnestly trying to hold a conversation with him—

"—A-ano, Adam-san? Daijoubu?" She gently prodded his arm and he snapped out of it, praying to whatever great spirit that was up there that Ogura-san hadn't noticed his absurd little daydream. He swallowed nervously and forced himself to focus.

"Y-yeh, I had a good time, too…after all, what're the odds we'd bump into each other, 'ey squirt?" Suddenly all traces of nervousness disappeared, replaced with her trademark irritation that only seemed to show itself around him.

"M-Mou, Adam-san…why do you keep calling me that?! I'm not a newbie or anything…" Huffing, she crossed her arms and resolutely looked the other way, though he could tell from the slight red remaining on her cheeks that she wasn't truly mad at him.

At least, he hoped so. "Well, I am tutorin' you in English, I'd say that counts as a rookie of sorts…yeh?" He gave her a rather toothy grin and she couldn't help but flush again, much to his amusement. "Don't worry 'bout it, Ogura-san. You'll be fine; you're already pretty good yeh know, just…don't be so scared. Gotta get some of your sister's confidence, no?"

Where was all this…kindness…coming from? Compared to Jack, he might as well have been a saint, yes, but personally acting like this towards someone he'd barely known for a week? And was a girl? Why was it that already he was more concerned that usual about how she felt, about how he presented himself? They were just classmates, maybe advanced to the level of friends after today—a huge maybe. And yet he had to admit to himself, he'd enjoyed their little time together; liked it, wanted to maybe even possibly…do it again?

As soon as Ogura-san waved good-bye one more time and headed off, he let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. Jesus…what was getting into him? Perhaps it was just the effect these super-polite, quiet Japanese girls had on everyone…or maybe he was just being weird for no reason. Shaking his head, he quickly headed back in the direction of the apartment, already the euphoria was being replaced with a sinking feeling of guilt at the thought of what could've possibly awaited him back at their home.

"Um…hi?"

"Yo. Perfect timing, it seems."

He blinked. She blinked. The face staring back at him the second he was about to open the door was exactly the same and yet entirely different than the one he'd just left. Behind, his brother could only sort of shrug, expression clearly saying 'please don't explode, I swear I'll explain everything later.'

For surely, out of all the scenarios he could have imagined returning to, being greeted by the exact copy of the girl he'd just said goodbye to, in his own home… Oh, the implications of this situation; and knowing Jack, it probably hadn't just been a friendly little gaming session or something of that sort.

"Uh, timing…?" Awkward, awkward awkward; the best thing to do now would be to try and act as normal as possible, and then grill Jack about the details later. After all, it didn't seem like she was harboring any ill intent, but just this whole setup (like why was she even here in the first place?!) just had him feeling like he should mentally prepare himself for some sort of shock.

"I thought you weren't gonna be back before I left, since…well, I just, wanted to apologize. Y'know, for…accusing you. Baselessly." She quickly added, sensing the tension rising between the two. "Anyway, I'll get outta your way now, I should be heading back too. Bye!" And without another word she slipped past his stunned figure, leaving just him and his brother, who looked very much uncomfortable yet also guiltily pleased at the same time.

Adam suddenly had a bad feeling about this.

Silently he sat the bags down on the kitchen table, all the while being nervously followed by Jack. "Okay, spill. Why the bloody hell do I come back t' find a girl leaving our apartment the same time I'm returning to it?" A split-second of silence followed by a poorly-concealed grin—"Oh god, Jack for the love of—please tell me you two didn't—!"

"—Hey, I made sure to clean the couch afterwards!" Despite his brother's reassurance, Adam couldn't help but jump up from his seat as if it was a pit filled with snakes. "An' for the record, she came on to me, okay? I swear, I did not seduce her or any of whatever-it-is you've got goin' on in yer little head—"

"—Oh shit I knew it; you fuckin'—you—banged her on the living room couch?!"

"…more or less."

"What the bloody hell's tha' supposed t' mean?! Did you, or did you not just have sex with a girl on our new couch, and one that yeh barely know might I add?!" He could feel a headache coming on, all thoughts of even explaining his own little snag completely gone from his mind now.

"I—yes. Yes, I did just have sex with Nobunagun. What, you want me to apologise or somethin'?" His twin simply rolled his eyes, no doubt annoyed at his prudish attitude. "Oh come on, Adam, It wasn't like I was planning to! It just…sorta happened."

Oh, that explained a lot. There was a story behind, this, of course. "Okay; okay, let's just…just start from the beginning, please." It wouldn't do to lose his temper now, not after their rocky morning and the fragile peace that was very nearly threatening to break completely. "What, exactly happened after I left the house?"

"I went upstairs, read Norwegian Wood, and decided to not start my essay. Then I get your text—speaking of which, what were you doing—"

"—Just answer the damned question first—"

A single glare, as if debating on the merits of arguing with him, before yielding because he was still the older one. But barely. "…Fine. But you'd better 'fess up, too." An unspoken agreement between the two. "After your text…the door rang an' I thought it was you, but of course it turned out to be…her."

He nodded. "Okay. So she did want to apologize?"

"Yeh; my guess is that twin of hers made her come." A shrug, and Adam leaned against the edge of the table while Jack sat in the chair. "And then…she…just—well you know—!"

Yeah, he knew all right, but he had to admit it was hard to believe the girl had been as aggressive as Jack claimed. "S-So…she, she…initiated it, yeh?"

An exasperated sigh. "Yes, that's what I've been tryin' t' tell you! I swear, one second we're just chatting about video games and the next she's stripping her clothes off in my lap—"

"—okay okay, that's enough, I think I get the picture…" Thank god nosebleeds due to embarrassment were just an urban legend. He hoped. Even though Jack had girlfriends before, he'd never paid much attention—didn't want to. And now just even imagining a carbon copy of himself, with a carbon copy of Ogura-san, doing…doing…that…

He felt a huge rush of heat going both up and down his body, as Jack rolled his eyes and roughly clapped his shoulder. "Jesus Adam, quit bein' such a prude; I swear, you need to get laid…like, now."

"Shut up! 'S none of yer damned business…" Why was he thinking of Ogura-san all of a sudden? Yeah, he would admit she was a pretty sweet girl, and he would not object at all to getting to know her more, but how was it that now he couldn't stop wondering how he would react if she suddenly perched herself in his lap, wearing nothing but an unbuttoned shirt while slowly undoing his—

He had to put his head down on the table, before he fell over completely. A cold shower sounded reeaaally nice right about now… Next to him, Jack let out a wry chuckle.

"Having fun with your imagination, dearest brother? Relax, nothing happened—well, nothing bad, anyway. Though I gotta say, she sure likes it rough—"

"—just stop, I get it already, all right?" If Jack didn't have the shame to be embarrassed, then he would for him. "So, what, yeh goin' out with her now or something?"

A devious grin on his brother's face, satisfied with his little dose of revenge. "Hmm, I actually don't know? You kinda came back before we could make much sense of it…but ah, I certainly wouldn't object to it… Cute face, nice body, an' feisty t' boot…" He let out a low whistle. "I like girls who are spirited; not just gonna lie there and stay quiet the whole time, but actually tell me what they want. God knows it's hard enough already tryin' to read their minds, let alone what they want in bed."

Adam groaned and slapped his brother's arm before he could go on another tirade about his sexual preferences. "You're really enjoying this, aren't yeh? Bastard."

"Hey, you asked and so I shall deliver." For once the younger one messed with the older's hair, instead of the usual other way around. "Okay, so I spilled, now your turn. What was this so-called 'errand' that kept you busy while I was…busy?"

"Hn; if yeh could believe it, actually ran into th' 'other one' while out…" So much for being cool about the whole ordeal, his little date-not-date seemed very small compared to everything.

"Wait, what? You actually ran into her sister? Sio Ogura?" Jack's voice was a mixture of disbelief and glee, no doubt the gears already turning in his head and storing it away for potential leverage later on. "No bloody way; what'd you do? Get her number?"

"No! I ran into her an' Asao-san—her friend—then they decided to get something to drink so we went to this cafe, and then we sat around and afterwards we walked back—"

Now Jack was positively shaking with pent-up laughter, and Adam had a feeling that he'd somehow forgotten to filter out some more choice details. Too late for that…

"Waitwaitwait, so lemme get this straight: you two sat around in a cafe, and then you walked her home? Bloody hell Adam, if that's not a date then I don't know what is!"

Was it? In his mind, Adam still wasn't sure what it was. At its core, it had been just a little outing; granted it was a nice outing, but the word 'date', its connotations alone…he wasn't sure if he was ready for that quite yet. "I-I…" And then he remembered he'd paid for her, too. Shit. "…I thought it was just, rude t' leave her there, an' she just happened to live in the general direction I was going…"

"Mmm hmm, you keep tellin' yourself that, Adam." He wanted to wipe that stupid grin off his brother's face, but he knew it was already too late at this point. "Ah, my older brother is finally getting his act together! Who'd've ever thought…"

"Whatever; can we just not talk about this anymore?" So much for being the older one and in charge and all that shit. Sighing, Adam put the food in the fridge; maybe when his head was a little less frantic he'd be able to concentrate on making something edible. As in, preferably after a few rounds of Call of Duty. "Oy, yeh still wanna play or not?"

"Well yeah, wasn't that the plan in the first place?"

The system booted up and he felt the flood of excitement of the game pushing in, the embarrassment receding for now. Thank god twins were always the type to bounce back nearly instantaneously. Next to him, Jack muttered something about inputting the Ogura twin's PSN in first, before starting the game and the windows of their apartment started vibrating due to the overwhelming bass of the game's soundtrack.

About halfway through their third match however, his brotherly, responsible-older-sibling instincts kick him in the head and he couldn't help but blurting out his concern.

"…Did you at least use protection?"

"…Oh bloody fuck."