A/N: For what happened between this chapter and the chapter 9 of this story, please read chapter 12 of Heart Shaped Stitches. This will be the last update to In A Time of Need that relies on Heart Shaped Stitches for its back story; I will be combining this back into Heart Shaped Stitches. However, I will continue updating this story with one shots that occur during the events of Heart Shaped Stitches, focusing mostly on one shots of Azusa and Spirit's uber kawaii fluffiness. Thanks for reading, so don't miss the updates to Heart Shaped Stitches! :)

Spirit opened his eyes slowly, having fallen back to sleep after Marie had woke him and Azusa. Azusa was still curled up against him, her breathing slow and deep. He gently brushed her hair away from her face, bending down to wake her with a kiss.

'It's so easy to fall back into old habits.' He thought in wonder. 'I used to wake Kami up like this every morning.'

"Azusa, we really should be going. We're sleeping in Marie's bed in Stein's lab." He said, touching her shoulder to shake her gently.

She sighed and slowly opened her eyes. There was a moment before she was fully awake that they were peaceful and happy, and then the events of the previous night resurfaced.

"Spirit!" She almost shouted. "Are you alright? What happened? Did Stein figure it out?"

Spirit moved his head back at the onrush of questions. "Relax, Azusa. I'm fine. Stein figured out that there was some swelling from the blow that I took to the head. That's all. He got it reduced, gave me some medicines to help make sure it doesn't happen again before everything is healed and helped me get you to bed. I'm sorry I didn't wake you."

"I'm just happy that you're alright, Spirit." She said, laying her head against his chest as a slight blush dusted her cheeks.

"I wouldn't be anything but; Stein took care of me, Azusa." He smiled. 'How funny is it that about the only doctor I trust is Stein, considering he's the one that gave me all the scars that took so long to heal?' He chuckled to himself at the thought.

"What's funny, Spirit?" Azusa asked, pushing up against him.

"Oh, just thinking about all the scars Stein has given me over the years, and how funny it was that he's the only doctor I actually trust. You'd think that the hospital would have been able to catch the fact that it wasn't my ribs causing the trouble." He sighed.

"That's all the more reason to trust Stein, since he figured it out in less than five minutes. By the time he had carried you from the dining area to the lab he knew what was wrong with you." She murmured against his chest, her body completely flush against his.

Spirit noticed this a second before his body could and swiftly stood up.

"Where are you going, Spirit?" She asked, looking up at him from the bed.

Spirit gulped as he realized he could see straight down her shirt from this vantage point. "Um, to the bathroom, Azusa. Just woke up and all that."

Spirit was able to turn and leave before the tenting in his pants became too noticeable.

Spirit and Azusa left the lab at about noon, having slept late and then chosen to shower before leaving.

"We really should go to the DWMA, Spirit." Azusa said adjusting her glasses. "Lord Death may have some orders for us. You know that the fight against Arachnophobia is still going on."

"The let's just ask him from here." Spirit said, wrapping an arm around her waist and walking over to a window that was reflecting the sunlight.

"42-42-564, whenever you want to knock on Death's door." He said as he breathed on the glass and squiggled in the numbers.

"Well, hello, hello, hello! Wassup, wassup, wassup?" Lord Death's face appeared, his voice unnaturally high and happy sounding.

"Hello, Lord Death. Is there any reason that Azusa and I would need to come to in to the DWMA today?" Spirit glanced over his shoulder at Azusa and smirked.

"Well, no, I don't see any reason you would need to!" Lord Death scooted back a little and gave a victory sign with both his hands. "So, enjoy your day off you two!"

"Thanks, Lord Death." Spirit grinned.

As the image of Lord Death faded, Spirit grabbed Azusa around the waist and dipped her down into a kiss.

"Now then, that wasn't so hard was it?" He said, laughing, his hair falling forward into her face.

She couldn't help but laugh.

They spent the rest of that day window shopping through down town. Spirit offered to buy her anything that she even so much as looked at, but Azusa declined any of it, cherishing instead the feel of him holding her hand as they walked, or how he would drape his arm across her shoulders. They ate some fast food around dinner time before returning to Spirit's home.

Azusa was exhausted, even after all of the sleep she had gotten last night. She looked over her shoulder at Spirit as she walked into his room, closing the door behind her to change.

Azusa had taken care to make a purchase when Spirit had had to take some time dealing with a pushy sales person that she may or may not have begged a favor of. She smiled as she withdrew the carefully concealed bag from her purse, and opened it to reveal the black and red teddy inside it. Changing quickly she climbed into bed and flicked the light off, her signal to Spirit that she was decent and he could come in.

Spirit entered the room, already in his pajama bottoms, eschewing a shirt because of the heat, even with the central air sat at 72. Yawning, he climbed into bed with Azusa and wrapped his arms around her, immediately noticing the difference of the fabric she was wearing.

"Azusa? What are you wearing?" He asked cautiously.

"Turn the light on and see, Spirit." She replied, her voice a blend of sultry and seductive. It sent shivers down Spirit's spine and a tingling to his lower regions.

He reached over and flipped the light on and gasped. He had never seen this much of Azusa before. She lay on the bed, uncovered, in a black and red teddy that was covered in lace and virtually see through. Before he could recover from the shock, Azusa was moving towards him, kissing him playfully as she reached back to flip the light off.

"We're both adults, Spirit." She whispered in his ear. "Let's play an adult game."

He enjoyed this side of her very much.

A/N: Well, I guess what had to be said was said at the top. The next stories in this will be oneshots that may or may not follow along with the happenings of Heart Shaped Stitches. Enjoy!

I don't own Soul Eater.