A/N: This chapter does have some sexual activity. It was duely noted at the begining of this story that there would be and this story is also rated M, so if you're not mature about this type of stuff I wouldn't advise reading it. Also I will take some criticism towards the rating. If you do or don't think this story should have some sexual activity please leave a review or PM me. Whatever the majority says then i'll rearrange my story to fit what the people want. Other than that I really hope you enjoy :) Thanks.


Tuesday, 5:35 am

(Narrative POV)

You feel a vibration in your pocket. It tickles you at first but then it starts to get annoying. You reach into your pocket and pull out your phone. It's your alarm. When you turn it off you push yourself up with both hands and when you put pressure on your injured wrist you buckle down squealing in the process.

You: " Ouch! My wrist is still pretty sore."

You look around the room. Yata is no where in site.

You: " You gotta be kidding me...he actually walked home."

You manage to sit yourself up. The sun is barely starting to rise and you can hear the birds outside. You get out of bed and head to your bathroom. You do your morning routine and take a shower. When you get out of the shower you blow dry your hair and put it up into a bun. You put on your underwear and an over sized t-shirt.

You: " At least I woke up early, I don't even have to rush now."

You open the door and walk out. You walk straight to the boxes and start to unpack them. As you're walking to the kitchen to put away the glass cups you hear a loud snoring noise. You turn around really quickly and drop one of the glass cup on the ground causing it to break.

You: " Oh shit!"

Yata is stretched out on the couch laying on his stomach with one leg and one arm hanging off the edge.

You: " Oh my god. *sigh* he scared the SHIT out of me."

You pick up the shattered glass that was strooned all over the floor and sweep up the rest into the trashcan. When you finish you walk over to Yata. His hair covers half of his face. His mouth, which is wide open, is the only part of his face you can see. You giggle to yourself when you see the puddle of drool beneath him. As you walk a little closer to him you trip over one of his shoes and slightly fall over him. You stop your fall by catching yourself with the side of the couch. Yata wakes up startled.

You: " I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to wake you."

You turn away from him crossing your arms from the embarrassment.

Yata: " It's fine."

Yatas eyes adjust from the deep sleep. When he looks at you his face turns really red. You completely forgot what you were wearing. Yata sits up and stares at you in shock.

Yata: " Wa-what are you wearing!?"

You unfold your arms and look down at your attire. You face turns bright red. You can't even turn around to face him.

You: " I…"

You make a dash for your room.

Yata: " Wait!"

You stop and turn around.

You: " I didn't mean to put you in this situation and I know this may look really ba-

Yata: " (y/n) calm down. I'm not mad or uncomfortable."

You: " Really, but from last nights conversation it seemed like you were."

Yata: " Haha i'm surprised you remember last nights conversation.."

You stand there looking really uncomfortable but thankfully Yatas glance is fixated down at the ground. His hair swings over his face covering his eyes.

Yata: " Can I tell you something?"

You: " Sure."

Yata: " Look… I...I really like you. I..I just want to love the right woman. I've never experienced this feeling before. I just wanna know what it feels like to be liked by a..a woman."

You look at Yata with amazement. For some reason you feel bad for him but then again his confession make you like him even more.

You: " I..I like you too."

You walk towards Yata. When you reach him you place your hand on his shoulder. He looks up at you surprised, but relaxed at the same time.

You: " I wanna show you what it feels like Yata."

You move your body in front of Yata and he looks up at you with the same expression on his face. He tenses up a little. You pick up your left leg and place it next to his lap. You lean in closer to him and wrap your other leg on the other side of his lap.

Yata: " (y/n) you don't have to do this! Seriously!"

You: " Do you not want me too?"

Yata: " I don't want you to feel like you have to do something you don't wanna do."

You: " I know that, but I never said I didn't want to."

You sit down on Yata's lap and when you do he closes his eyes. You wrap both your hands around the back of his neck.

Yata: " Are..are we gonna have-"

You: " No."

Yata relaxes.

You: " These last couple of days have made me realize that I really really like you."

You lean in closer to him and close your eyes. Yata closes his eyes as well and leans in closer. Your lips meet his. You feel light and the aura around you is expanding all throughout the room. Yata moves his hand on your thigh and a sensation overcomes you. The same sensation you had in the cellar yesterday and the kiss between you guys becomes more intense as the seconds go by.

(Yatas POV)

Her lips are so soft and so is her skin. I….I can't contain myself.

(Narrative POV)

Yata grazes his hand over your butt, slips it under your shirt and touches your back. A shock goes flying through your whole body. All of a sudden you feel something hard underneath you. You open your eyes in shock. You know that if you stop kissing him he'll get embarrassed and will want to leave, so you continue to kiss him. All of a sudden Yata grabs both your legs and pulls you in closer to him causing you to rub your vagina over his bulge. A moan slips out of you and your face turns red. He stops kissing you.

Yata: " I'm sorry. Did I do something?"

The feeling you just experienced felt so good you had to have more. You shake your head no and pull up his tank top. You pull it over his head and continue to kiss him. You move your hips forward and back. The feeling of Yata drives you insane. You open your eyes to see his face. His eyes are closed and he has a slight smile on his face. Yata thrusts his hips upwards making you bounce down on him, you moan really loud. You wrap yourself around him leaving no space between you guys.

(Yatas POV)

This.. This feels amazing. If she continues to do this I'm gonna-

Yata: " Shit!"

(Narrative POV)

Yata throws you off of him and you go flying to the other side of the couch. He sits there hunched over with both his hand covering his face.

You: " Ya… I-I'm so sorry. I should have stopped."

Yata laughs.

Yata: " Are you kidding me."

You stare at him in shock. Then you look at his body.

(Readers POV)

Yata isn't a muscle man but he sure is fit.

(Narrative POV)

You can see the indentation of his back muscles and his arms. Just staring at him makes you want to sit back on top of him. You remember how soft his hands were when he touched your back. The back of his hair reached the bottom his neck while his bangs swung over his face and hands.

You: " I'll… I'll go get you a towel. You can use my shower. Just leave your clothes outside the door so I can wash them."

Without a moment's hesitation you get up and do what you said. When you retrieve the towel you hand it to Yata. He takes the towel and stands up. Yata holds the towel below his belt buckle so that it covers most of his short and mainly just hides the stain. You look away from him.

You: " I really am sorry. I didn't know you..were.."

Yata: " Please stop apologizing. I..I don't think you realize how good that felt."

You look up to see Yatas face. He's smiling down at you.

You: "Really?"

You gain a sense of accomplishment. He touches the top of your head and brings you in for a hug. He then picks up your face and kisses you. You feel like your breath is being taken away.

Yata: " I never thought I'd have someone like you."

The hand that Yata is holding the towel with accidentally touches your inner thigh. He pulls away from you and looks at the back of his hand. He smiles and that's when you look at it too. In shock you see his hand glimmering with wetness. You touch the inside of your leg and move your fingers up towards your underwear. When you pull your hand back up you rub your fingers together.

You: " Oh my god."

Yata: "Looks like you need that shower as much as I do."

You look at Yata with anger. He kisses the top of your forehead and walks to your bathroom.

Yata; " I'll make it quick."