Chapter 10

Regretful Moments

The sweet kiss seemed to last for so long. He held me tightly and I felt his hands run through my hair. We were both entwined in the moment. This was so strange. I had never found someone's lips to take so sweet. It was like the taste of sugar, or cherries. Slowly our kiss broke and he kept his hand within my hair. I could feel his hand play with my hair twirling it between his finger and thumb as he looked at my chocolate coloured strands. Suddenly his expression changed to surprise as he looked at his hand and then to my face.

"I...I'm sorry, I..." he was so flustered that I couldn't even tell what he was going to say.

His face turned bright red as he turned away and took his hand away from my hair. He knelt on the floor and looked down at it as if it would break the strange tension on the air. His eyes flicked his eyes toward me for a moment as we both stayed on the floor with my back against the side of a cupboard.

"Why did you...? I thought you had someone else..." The confusion spun in my head as I tried to get up.

He looked almost guilty for what he'd done. It was like he regretted what had just happened. I felt something inside me that made me a little angry. If he was going to regret it then why did he kiss me? Why did I enjoy it as well? I...I love Usagi-san, b...but maybe...maybe... Usagi and I had been fighting so much lately. We barely saw each other and we didn't have as many of our 'little romances' that we used to. It felt like we were slowly moving apart form one another while Shinobu and I were only getting closer and closer.

It was still so early and the tension on the air just wouldn't seem to stop. I offered him a hand to get up but her just sat there looking down at the floor. Frustration began to taint my body again and I shook my head. Why did I bother offering it to him? If he just wants to sit there then fine, he can sit on the floor.

"Fine, stay on the floor then."

I turned and began making myself a coffee trying to calm myself down. It was the only thing I could think of that would help me to relax. I don't know why I was getting frustrated with him but there was something deep inside me that irritated me when I thought he regretted that kiss. I poured one for him too but left it on the side for him to see when he got up.

A little angrily I walked past him and sat down on the sofa in the sitting room and flicked on the television. After a while I saw him get up and take the coffee. He took a sip before heading over to the sofa and sitting down next to me. He ran his finger along the glass and looked down at the coffee.

"I...I'm sorry, that must have made you uncomfortable." again he seemed to regret what had jut happened.

"Why did you do it if you were going to regret it?"

I didn't mean to say that. That was supposed to be something that stayed in my head. Why did I say it out loud. He looked at me surprised by what I had said. I'd even surprised myself with what I'd said so no wonder her was. He laughed lightly, almost nervously, as we sat there. The television was the only noise in the room and I could feel the tension building again. We were both slightly uncomfortable as we sat there. I leaned back on the sofa trying to relax as I sipped at the coffee and sighed. Suddenly I heard the door open and Shinobu turned round.

"Shinobu, I'm back." the black haired man walked in surprised to see someone he didn't really know on the sofa. "Who's this Shinobu? You're cooking teacher."

He'd hit the nail on the head in just one guess. Shinobu blushed brightly and covered his face with a pillow. So this was Miyagi, this was the guy he liked. This was the one Shinobu wanted to impress with his cooking. This was the guy he was supposedly in love with. Shinobu got up and headed to the black haired man smiling at him. The man ran his fingers through the boy's hair and smiled a little.

"Thank you for helping him. Shinobu I got the day off work today so I can be here all day."

I took that as my 'invitation' to leave and sighed. Again I had nothing to do all day and no where to go. I wasn't willing to face that idiot back in his some filled apartment. I shoved y hands in my pockets and headed to the park.