Summary: After a long conversation with his parents, Akira and Sadayo return to their room for some much needed alone time.

Notes: Hey guys! Last chapter for this story! Thanks for sticking with me. I know the last chapter ended pretty well but I had to write this one as it was stuck in my head. It's not my best because I wrote some new ideas but I hope you like it. This is definitely an 18+ chapter so...keep that in mind! Also, I'm going to be taking a hiatus for a bit! Need to write something for a project and get started on teaching myself to draw! Hopefully you guys enjoy and I'll be back in a month or two with something else! Please don't sue me Atlus! I know these characters are yours!

Chapter 7

As they headed upstairs, Sadayo felt emotionally drained. She and Akira hadn't planned on taking that long to talk to his parents about their love life, but she felt a sort of elation at finally being relieved of most of their secrets. Since they'd had finished their conversation, Sadayo could feel a small change in the air. As they set up the futon for Osamu and Sachiko, she could sense a change in how Akira and his parents talked. There was a lightness in their words that she hadn't heard before and Sadayo could see a warmth in Akira's eyes she hadn't seen before.

"How are you feeling?"

Sadayo stopped at the top of the stairs and looked at Akira who was a step behind her. He was standing a little straighter as if a great weight had been taken off his shoulders but had this worried look in his eyes.

"I'm tired," Sadayo answered with a sleepy smile. "Your parents are more draining than mine."

"Try growing up with them." Akira climbed the final step and took her hand. "But, I meant about telling them everything."

"Ah," Sadayo gave him a kiss and smiled at the slight tickle from his beard. "I'm okay with them knowing. It's not like I actually did anything illegal working for Victoria. I know a few girls who did and to be honest if I had stayed working for them, I don't know how long I would have lasted before I broke down and…."

Sadayo stopped for a moment and quietly asked, "If I had done those things, would you still want to be with me."

"It's a little late to be asking that now." Akira gave her a smile and brushed some hair out of her face. "I have a biased opinion, but to be honest I more than likely would have done the exact same thing. Although I'd have been more honest with my parents about our relationship. Would have saved us a lot of grief."

"Yeah, it would have." Sadayo felt her heart flutter a bit knowing he would have chosen to be with her had she given in to her desperation. "But in the end, it worked out. Your mom will be here to live with us soon and hopefully, you and Futaba can figure out a way for you to be home some more."

"I've been thinking of some ideas," Akira wrapped his arms around her neck and massaged just above her shoulders. "It's all a matter of budgeting."

"Sounds..." Sadayo was interrupted by the sound of the guest room opening and a disgruntled Eiko shuffling out.

"I swear that girl is the most inconsolable drunk I've ever met."

Akira and Sadayo turned their heads to see a snoring Makoto sprawled out on the queen sized bed. Her hair was down and spread over her face and one leg was still wearing her jeans while the other was bare. The clincher though was the sight of Makoto's usually crisp shirt was open, revealing a sports bra and firm stomach.

"Inconsolable?" Akira gave his sister an incredulous look and tried to hide his smile. "Eiko, did something happen?"

"Quit being a pervert." Eiko gave her brother a light punch on the shoulder and shut the door. "She kept complaining that she was hot and wanted to cool down. I told her I'd turn on a fan but she kept stripping and trying to talk about how she didn't want to be dropped into a vat of molten steel and the only way to save herself was to take off her clothes."

"Oh no." Akira made a mental note to text Sae in a bit to let her know that Makoto may need to talk to the police psychiatrist at some point.

"Is what she said something I need to worry about?" Eiko looked at the door and asked, "Should I go back in there?"

"Has she begun talking in her sleep or mumbling?" He knew from experience that mumbling was the first sign that she was beginning to slip into a point of no return.

"Talking," answered Eiko with a cocked eyebrow. "Is it bad if she's talking?"

"That's actually a good sign." Akira gave his sister a smile before entering the room. He asked Eiko to help him get her completely onto the bed and pulled the comforter over her, causing her to wake up.

"Akira-kun?" Her voice was slightly slurred and sounded like she was in need of water. "What's going on?"

"You're in the guest room at mine and Sadayo's house." He moved the hair out of her face and asked Eiko to go and get some water and aspirin. "You kind of began to strip before passing out on the bed and kept talking about the not wanting to be melted."

"Oh." Makoto looked over at Sadayo and gave her an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry to be such a bother."

"Don't worry about it." Sadayo walked forward and placed a gentle hand on Makoto's head. "Just get some sleep. We'll be down the hall if you need something."

"Okay." Makoto's eyes fluttered before she whimpered, "I'm gonna go to Sleepy Time Castle, now."

"Have a good visit." Akira had to hide his laugh as Eiko returned and set everything on the bedside table.

"Thanks, Eiko." Akira gave Makoto one more gentle pat on the head before ushering everyone out. "Mom and Dad are downstairs on the spare futon. The couch isn't comfortable but if you want, I'm sure they wouldn't mind the company."

"I'd rather sleep on a lumpy couch than in there." Eiko yawned loudly and then gave both of them a hug. "Get some sleep you two. I'll see you in the morning."

With Eiko downstairs and Makoto resting peacefully, Akira and Sadayo returned to their room and while Akira began stripping to get in the bed, Sadayo locked their door and disappeared into the closet to get undressed.

She heard the bed creak and the shuffling of sheets and asked, "How's the bed?"

"So much better than the cot in my office," groaned Akira before letting out a loud grunt that signified his stretching. "I don't want to leave it."

"That's going to be difficult," Sadayo giggled as she began removing her shirt and bra. "We still have to eat and go to the bathroom."

"I'll figure it out." Akira let out a loud yawn and asked, " I'm pretty sure I can talk Takemi into giving me a catheter or something and we can order food online."

"That's disgusting," laughed Sadayo as she tossed her shirt and bra on the floor. "If that's how you're going to live your life, then I'm out the door."

"You know I'm kidding," chuckled Akira before letting out another loud groan. "How long are you going to be?"

"Be patient." Sadayo took a moment to remove her leggings and socks. The release of pressure on her legs had Sadayo let out a loud groan of satisfaction. She didn't mind wearing the compression garments, but the extra heat and pressure they applied to her legs was not something she enjoyed. Looking through her clothes, an idea came to mind and after finding what she needed she exited the closet to find Akira dressed in nothing but his boxers and glasses, playing on his phone.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" Sadayo placed her hands on her hips and gave him a faux disapproving look.

"Telling Sae-san about Makoto." Akira's voice was monotone as he replied and it was only when he gave her the slightest peripheral glance that he set the phone down. "Are you cold?"

"A little bit." Sadayo was once again dressed in the large terrycloth robe but had it so tightly wrapped around her body that every inch of naked skin was hidden beneath the dark blue fabric. She could feel the blood in her cheeks, but with how dark the room was, and Akira's vision she figured she was safe.

Sitting up, Akira crossed his legs and asked, "Is this part of my punishment?"

"It might be." Sadayo walked over to the bed and slid carefully on top of the covers. The faintest hint of her thigh peeked out from the robe and she could see Akira's eyes brighten. Lifting the robe, she allowed the slightest bit of skin to appear and rolled her foot, "My feet hurt."

Without hesitation, Akira crawled forward and took the offered right foot. His hands were rough but Sadayo didn't mind. She enjoyed the sensation the calluses on his fingers gave her skin. For some reason, the roughness sent tingles up her leg and helped to spread a familiar warmth throughout her body. His fingers danced softly across her skin, starting first with her ankle and rubbing the knots out that had formed while she was out.

"How is it?" Akira's eyes were focused on her face as his hand moved to the bottom of her foot.

"Fantastic," she whispered as she felt a small jolt of electricity shoot up her spine, making her squirm. She felt a small amount of dampness form between her legs but remained composed as he moved along the arch of her foot. Sadayo let out a small moan and chewed on her lower lip as she saw a familiar look appear in Akira's eyes.

"Don't even think about it." Sadayo pulled her foot away and gave him a gentle poke in the chest with her big toe.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Akira gave her a wink and pulled her left foot toward him and began the same procedure, this time starting on her the bottom of her foot and working his way up.

"Sure you don't," growled Sadayo as she squirmed again as his fingers massaged her thigh. "You're supposed to focus on me tonight."

"I am." Akira gave her heel a kiss which caused the robe to slide up her leg a bit more to reveal a milky white thigh. "You've just got this talent of distracting me."

"Then maybe we should get you back on track." Sadayo's free foot inched forward and began rubbing against the bulge that had begun to form beneath his boxers. She could feel a small amount of dampness where his tip was located and gave him a pitying look. "You haven't been taking care of yourself." She pressed a bit harder and began massaging the growing erection.

"No, ma'am." His voice was more of a gasp than anything and his eyes closed slightly.

"When was the last time?" Sadayo used a practiced foot to pull at the waist band of his boxers and revealed the shining head of his erection. Taking the head between her big and second toe, she gently massaged the head, lowering the foreskin a bit. She watched his eyes tighten a bit as the sensitive skin rubbed against her toe.

"The…," Akira's hips rose and fell with Sadayo's hips as she massaged his cock. He'd prefer her hand or mouth, but Akira was so pent up that he didn't care. Just the touch of her was making his cock throb and Akira could already feel his cum begin to dribble down his cock and onto her foot, making her massage that much more effective.

"I asked you a question, Akira." Sadayo pressed gently against his cock and squeezed what she could between her toes.

"The last time we had sex." The words spilled from his mouth at the increase in pressure and felt his face grow red at admitting the last time he'd had an orgasm. When the pressure lessened, Akira opened his eyes to see Sadayo smiling at him and felt his ears grow hot. Her foot left his cock and soon she was on all fours and was crawling toward him. She had a predatory look in her eyes and he felt his cock press tightly against his boxers.

If him being the dominant partner was rare, Sadayo taking control was almost unheard of but Akira always found himself excited at the prospect. Where Akira was quiet and used his presence, Sadayo was a teaser. She enjoyed making him beg for any sort of release and when he saw her bare breasts swinging inside the robe, he gulped in excitement.

"I see you found my surprise," Sadayo said as she approached, her hand trailing up his thigh toward his testicles. Her hand rested on his crotch and began to massage the swollen orbs between her fingers. "My poor, Aki-kun." Sadayo's mouth was so close to his ear that he shivered when she spoke. "You're so repressed."

Akira winced as he ran a nail along the head of his cock before moving down his shaft. He cautiously lifted a hand and brought it to the robe and began to loosen the belt, only to have it swatted away.

"Did you ask permission to look at me?" Sadayo's glare held a hint of playfulness that Akira laughed inwardly only to have it pushed from his mind as she squeezed his cock.

"No, ma'am." He gasped as she flicked the head of his cock with her thumb.

"No, you didn't." Sadayo's face lowered to Akira's eye level, her hand slowly stroking his cock as she glowered at him. "You're an impatient man, Aki-kun."

"I'm sorry," Akira whimpered as he felt another bit of pre-cum slide down his cock only to have his hips jerk upwards of their own accord as Sadayo licked the small glob from the rim of her hand and his shaft.

"I think someone needs to be reminded of their place."

When he opened his eyes, Akira saw Sadayo's staring into his. He groaned when her hand removed itself from his cock but he didn't dare make any movement. A smile grew on her lips and she leaned in, her lips soft against his and he felt his eyes close once more; his breath leaving him as he felt her body grow closer to his. He could taste the faintest hint of himself on her lips and felt himself grow harder. His tongue snuck into her mouth and was met with hers. The muscles caressing one another as he felt her weight shift into his lap.

A cold gust of air hit the wet tip of his cock as she lifted the bottom of the robe only to be replaced by the moist warmth of her lower lips.

"Sadayo," he gasped, breaking the kiss.

"Not yet," she whispered as her hands pressed her hands against his chest.

Akira's arms collapsed willingly and he watched as Sadayo's cheeks burned bright red as she began undoing the knot of the robe's belt. As she did, Sadayo's hands faltered just as the robe opened revealing a bit of her stomach and breasts. Knowing what she needed, Akira reached a hand up and slowly began massaging her breast. He felt a small bit of liquid on his hand but didn't mind it.

"Akira." Sadayo's eyes closed, lips parted in excitement, but she still turned her head in embarrassment.

"Sadayo." Akira used his spare hand to stroke her cheek, making her eyes open and give him a sideways glance. "You're beautiful." His hands moved to the robes and rested on the hem and waited for her to move.

She gave him an appreciative smile and took a deep breath before guiding his hands in taking off the robe, revealing her naked form to him for the first time in weeks. Her body had changed quite a bit since the last time they'd made love. Her breasts had grown, but so had her stomach and small marks had begun to form on her stomach. As she waited, she felt her confidence begin to waver.

"What do you think?" She tried to cover her body, but Akira's hands stopped her.

"I like what I see." Akira pulled her hands toward his mouth and he kissed them.

"Sweet talker." She laughed when he shrugged and let her pull his glasses off and set them on the bedside table. Akira made no movement, save to caress her thighs and gently massage her engorged lips.

"Watch it, mister," Sadayo threatened as she used her now free hand stroke his shaft. "You may have earned some brownie points but that doesn't let you off the hook."

Tossing the robe away, Sadayo got on all fours and crawled up his body until finally her crotch was hovering inches above Akira's face and said, "You know what to do."

Akira wasted no time in lifting his head and begin to gently lap at the liquids that had formed around her puffy lips. Her pubic hair tickled his nose, but he didn't mind it. He was too focused on what waited beneath the engorged lips. Akira felt his cock twitch inside his boxers as a moan left Sadayo's lips. Her hips began rocking against his tongue, her juices spreading while he massaged her thighs.

Her scent filled his nostrils and Akira felt his erection slowly make its way out of his boxers. The cold air on his the head of his cock drew a deep growl from his throat, spurring him to gently suck on her newly exposed clit.

"Akira," she panted she felt her arms grow weak. "Be careful. I'm really sensitive."

"Good to know," he whispered as he began probing his tongue deeper into her. He felt her walls twitch as she grew wetter and he licked hungrily as his fingers danced along clit. Her hips slowly began to pick up the pace, low pants and moans signifying her desire for release. Taking a moment, Akira pulled his tongue from her hole and kissed her engorged lips and blew softly on her clit. He watched her body shake and smiled to himself as she let out a low moan and Akira gave into temptation.

Giving her pussy one more kiss, he carefully pressed a finger inside her hole and felt her clench slightly at the penetration.

"Oh god," she whispered as she felt the finger slide inside of her. Sadayo bit down on her lower lip and whimpered loudly as he began to slowly slide his finger in and out. "Akira, that feels incredible."

"I'm here to serve you," he said between kisses and suckles at her juices. As she rocked her hips, Akira licked along the crevice as his finger curled inside her. She spasmed slightly at the sensation, his finger finding a small nub deep inside her.

Her hips moved of their own accord, following his tongue as it moved upward along her slit taking a moment to suck on her clit before allowing her to slide back down along his finger. Sadayo felt her cheeks flush, sweat trickling down her back and thighs as she lost herself in the moment. Pleasure flooding her body with each caress of his tongue and finger. Her arms shook as she tried to hold back her pleasure, tears forming in the corner of her eyes as her release built.

"Akira." His name was little more than a pant as she felt her walls begin to contract.

He said nothing, instead, he lifted his head and began sucking on her clit while he slipped another finger inside of her, thrusting harder as he felt her contract until finally, he felt her taste in his mouth. Her hips rocked against his face as she came, his name leaving her lips in ever increasing moans. Her thighs twitched, clenching down on his face as she panted and groaned until finally she relaxed and he could feel his jaw hurting a bit, but he persisted, kissing her drenched inner thigh while he removed his fingers.

She whimpered loudly at the loss of his fingers, but he could hear a happiness in her sigh as he kissed her. Slowly she rolled over to relax, and he followed, his kisses moving up her body until finally, he reached her lips. She welcomed his kiss and stroked his hair as they kissed, lost in their touches. Akira didn't realize it, but as they kissed, Sadayo was slowly leading him toward the edge of the bed. It wasn't until he felt his legs fall off the side of the bed that he realized what was happening.

Sitting up, he found Sadayo on the floor, her face between his legs as her hands pulled at his boxers. He lifted his hips, allowing her to finish undressing him. He let out a low growl at the cool air on his erection.

"Feel better," she asked as she moved up, her lips kissing his shaft while her hands fondled his scrotum.

"Yes, ma'am," he groaned as her tongue began to lick his length. He could feel the familiar reflex kick in, the urge to move with her tongue, but he resisted, wanting to savor the feeling of her tongue.

Sadayo chuckled and enveloped the head of his cock with her mouth, sucking gently while her hand stroked his length. She looked up, finding his eyes shut and his jaw slacked. With a slight pop, she took her mouth from his head and began using her tongue, swirling around the head before taking his length in her mouth. Slowly lowering and lifting her head, sucking as she went up, her tongue trailing along the veins of his cock.

"Sadayo." Akira's hand found her head and ran through her hair, his hips raising slightly she lowered her head. She didn't protest but he felt her hand gently squeeze his scrotum and he eased up on his thrusts. As she squeezed, Akira felt a bit more cum leak from his tip and heard a loud moan emanate from her throat.

She smiled up at him, her mouth leaving his cock as she licked at the drops of pre-cum that were slowly pouring from his tip. She loved how he tasted, the slight saltiness of his flesh and cum had an odd effect on her and she couldn't help but tease him.

"You really are pent up, Aki-kun." Sadayo kissed his tip and ran her tongue along the slit in his head, tasting a small bit of the remaining fluids. "You've been dripping so much and you still haven't cum." She stroked his length, kissing and nibbling on it as he panted loudly. "Do you not like me anymore?"

Akira shook his head as small jolts of excitement shot up his spine as she nipped his flesh. "That's not it." His free hand continued to stroke her hair while his other one clenched the sheets.

"What is it then?" She kissed his tip again before leaning down and taking one of his testicles into her mouth.

"I….," Akira let out a deep moan ass sucked one of his testicles.

"What would you like, Aki-kun?" She released him and kissed her way up his chest, taking a moment to suck on each of his nipples. She smiled as he whined at the sensation and silenced him with a kiss before asking, "Do you want inside me?"

Akira felt her hand begin rubbing his cock again, her thumb pressing against his head, pushing it back slightly and he nodded in defeat. "I want inside you," he panted as she squeezed him.

He heard her laugh before kissing him, he felt the familiar pressure and began moving back onto the bed. He felt her breasts against his brush against his chest as she followed, he could still taste himself on her tongue and sucked hungrily at it as she pushed him down into the mattress again. When she broke the kiss he looked up and saw her staring down at him, her eyes filled with the same adoration and love he felt for her. Slowly she lifted her hips, and he looked down to see his cock just beneath the curve of her belly. He could feel her heat on his tip and hissed as he felt the warmth of her lips rub against his cock.

Slowly she lowered herself, her eyes shut in pleasure as he began to enter her, his cock splitting her, filling her with something she'd been missing for weeks. She could feel another rush of pleasure and when he was completely inside, she let out a loud moan as another orgasm coursed through her. A small laugh echoed in her ears and she could feel the familiar sensation of rough hands gently massaging her breasts. A cold sensation rolled across her right nipple and she bit down on her lip as she began to raise her hips, panting as she felt her walls receded only to open again as he thrust into her on her return.

A slow rhythm began, her breasts bouncing gently as she rose along his cock. Pleasure filling her body as he said her name. His cock a gentle chisel penetrating her as she kissed his hands, loud moans leaving her lips as she hips rocked against him. She could barely keep her eyes open as she felt him thrust inside her. Each movement in sync with hers, his hands massaging her breasts so much that she could feel herself more than sweat begin to roll down her breasts. Taking his hands she put one hand on her hip and the other on the small patch of pubic hair.

"I want you to touch me," she whispered as she began grinding against him. Her hips moving a bit faster as she tightened her walls around him.

Akira nodded, his hand massaging the small patch of flesh as he thrust into her. He'd nearly forgotten how she felt, how hot she got when she was worked up. The sounds of their union were in his ears and her moans didn't help his frustration. Their conversation earlier hadn't helped his desires and he wasn't lying when he said he hadn't touched himself since the last time they'd had sex. He'd had so little privacy when he was at work that he didn't risk it, but thoughts of her never left his mind.

Every day he thought about her. How she tasted, how she smelled, and how she felt. He ached for her and knew she craved him as well. They'd sent messages about how much they missed the feel of one another, but she was the only one who'd had the time alone to please herself while he was forced to compose himself to wait for the right opportunity.

As his frustration built, Akira began to slowly pick up his pace, his fingers moved lower and pulled back the small hood that covered her clit and slowly began to stroke it. He chuckled when she gasped, her hips stopping as he pushed inside of her. Her eyes shut and her body twitched, small moans leaving her throat as she clenched and relaxed around him. His fingers stroking her lips as he felt fluids drip from inside her again.

"That was dirty," she whispered and gave him a playful smirk. When she recovered enough she squeezed herself around him again, though she barely relaxed as she lowered herself, her walls milking him with each stroke. She could feel his strokes grow shallower, the tip of his cock pressing against the roof of her entrance as he thrust. Sadayo could feel another orgasm approaching and began tightening her thighs around him.

"Sadayo," Akira's hands gripped her thighs, pulling her closer to him as his hips thrust into her. She was so slick that he could move easily inside of her despite her gripping him. He felt the familiar pressure in the tip of his cock build and his cock begin to twitch. Wanting to be close he sat up and pulled her tight, his lips finding hers as his thrusts grew more rampant. She didn't complain, she returned his advances, kissing him deeply as she moaned loudly.

"That's it, Akira." She panted as she ground down on his cock, her hips rocking as he thrust into her. Her head grew heavy and she let it rest against his shoulder, moaning in his ear as she felt her muscles relax. The sensation in her nipples as his chest brushed against hers had her thighs spasming as another orgasm hit her. A deep growl exited his throat and she smiled.

"Do you want to cum," she whispered in his ear as she felt him twitch inside her. Her lips kissed along his jaw and neck, her teeth chewing on the soft skin.

"Yes ma'am," he growled as his nails dug into her ass, his hips thrusting deeper into her. "Please, Sadayo?"

Sadayo nodded and panted loudly in his ear before kissing him and whispering, "You can."

He kissed her back; his damp hair pressing against her forehead as he gave one final thrust into her and growled loudly as he spasmed inside of her. Against his chest, he could feel a passionate moan escape her chest before breaking the kiss and panting loudly. As his cock twitched inside her, he could feel his release and hers slowly drip down her thigh as he watched her body jerk gently from her latest orgasm. She chewed on her lip, moaning loudly as her legs clenched his thighs tightly and her nails dug into his shoulders. Sweat poured down her head and breasts; her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.

"Shit," she managed to gasp after a moment. Her chest had stopped heaving, but her legs were still spasming. Her hands moved to his hair and she gave him a cautious smile and whimpered when he adjusted himself. "Don't move," she begged, her eyes closing tight.

"Are you okay?" His fingers brushed her cheek and he kissed her softly.

"Yes," she managed to squeak as she regained some composure. "I told you I'm very sensitive right now."

"Oh." Akira gave one teasing thrust which earned him a gentle slap on the chest as Sadayo gasped again.

"That's not funny." Sadayo managed to squeeze what remained of his erection which made him groan in discomfort.

"Point made," he grunted as she released him. He looked up at her and wiped some sweat from her face and kissed her again. She accepted him without hesitation and relaxed as they embraced.

As they kissed, Akira could feel himself slip from her and she let out a soft moan and smiled when he moaned in disappointment.

"Did that help?" She nuzzled his neck and stroked his hair as he cradled her in his arms.

"You have no idea," he laughed as he kissed her shoulder.

"Were you serious when you said you haven't….you know?"

"I was." He kissed her shoulder again and ran a hand through her damp hair. "I think about you a lot but my office isn't exactly the most private place."

"My poor Aki-kun." She kissed him again and massaged his neck. "We need to remedy that, my love."

"I have the time," he chuckled as she slid off of him and went to the bathroom. He heard the sink turn on and off and soon she appeared with a couple of damp wash rags and a slight stagger to her step. "Feeling good?"

"Shut up," she laughed as she climbed back onto the bed and began cleaning him. "But, yes I feel very good." She handed him the other rag and whimpered when she felt the washcloth begin cleaning her.

"Sorry." Akira adjusted his cleaning and made sure to be as gentle as possible. "That better?"

"Yeah." Sadayo took several deep breaths to keep herself calm as he finished cleaning her.

"There," Akira took the rags and set them on the robe and gave her a kiss before picking up the robe and depositing it in the hamper. When he returned to the bed, Sadayo had already curled up under the covers and was watching him hungrily. "Like what you see?"

"Very much," Sadayo nodded with a predatory smile. "I always enjoy watching you."

"Well if you want we can go for round two?" Akira slipped under the covers and joined her in the warmth.

"My legs hurt too much," Sadayo gave him an apologetic smile and she moved a bit closer to him. "How about a rain check?"

"Sounds good." Akira moved closer and threw over her and she rolled onto her left side pressed her body against his. "You know this isn't helping."

"I know it isn't." She ground against him and giggled as he growled. "But you have to wait tomorrow night."

"Tease." Akira kissed the back of her neck and slowly slipped into gentle sleep.

When he woke up, Sadayo was curled up next to him watching a movie on the television.

"Morning, sleepy." She rolled over and gave him a soft kiss and stroked his hair.

"What time is it?" He wiped some sleep out of his eyes and yawned.

"About nine-thirty." Sadayo gave him a gentle tap on the nose and scratched his beard. "I think your mom is making breakfast."

"Want me to go and check?"

Sadayo's stomach growled before she could say anything and chuckled, "There's your answer."

"I'll be right back." He climbed out of bed and dressed in some ratty pajamas and slippers. As he opened the door he turned around and asked, "Tea, fruit, and toast?"

"Bagel," she shouted as she turned back to her movie.

He blew her a kiss, which she caught with her hand and then headed downstairs to find Makoto resting an ice pack on her forehead, nursing a bottle of water, and downing some aspirin.

"How was your visit to Sleepy Time Castle," joked Akira as he walked by her.

"Screw you," she groaned as a plate of toast appeared in front of her. "Thanks, Sachiko-san."

"Eat this and then head back upstairs for sleep." Sachiko gave Makoto a gentle pat on the back. "Akira I don't wish to assume but is that okay?"

"Fine by me." Akira was feeling too good to have his spirits dampened. "I told Sae-san what happened and she said to call her when you can."

"Thanks." Makoto took a small bite of toast and looked like she was about to throw up. "Why does my mouth taste like regurgitated Big Bang Burger?"

"Small bites, dear." Sachiko left the girl to eat and approached her son. "You look much better."

"I'm feeling better." Akira gave his mom a kiss on the cheek as he gathered Sadayo's food.

"Do you want me to make you something?" Sachiko asked after taking notice of the small amount of food he had.

"I'll be down in a bit." He began buttering the bagel and prepping the tea. "I'm taking this to Sadayo."

"Ah." Sachiko gave him a smile and asked, "Your dad and I are grateful that you two were so open with us and thank you for accepting our help."

"Well, Sadayo was right." He gave Makoto a quick look and saw that she still looked like she was going to be ill. "We're going to be needing help soon and they're all busy."

"She's a smart girl." Sachiko gave her son a wink. "I just hope she can figure out what's going on with her mother soon. I'd really like to meet her parents."

"We'll figure it out, Mom." Akira grabbed some fruit from the fridge and rinsed it when he finally noticed a few people were missing. "Where's Dad and Eiko?"

"Oh!" Sachiko's face flushed as she began whisking her eggs. "They decided to head out for a bit to do a little bit of shopping."

"Okay." Akira tried to think of what they needed in the house but nothing came to mind. "Are they planning a special dinner or something?"

"Uh...no….nothing like that." Sachiko pulled out a pan and began heating it.

"Then what is it that they went shopping for?" Akira checked to make sure he had everything before turning to his mother.

"Well…." Sachiko poured the eggs into the pan and watched as the edges began to bubble slightly. "You know we love you and Sadayo and we are happy that you two have gotten this far, but there are times you two need to tone it down a bit."

"Ummmm...what are you getting at, Mom?" Akira had a sneaking suspicion as to what she was hinting, but he wanted to make sure he didn't misinterpret her meaning.

"Let's just say," Sachiko's face was as red as her son's as she said, "your father and I think it's a good idea we have some noise-canceling headphones for the remainder of our visit."