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Chapter 10

The next morning, Kahoko awoke in her bed in a daze. Her head was fuzzy, and hips really really sore. As she stretched, she remembered she was naked…and she remembered everything that happened last night.

Yunoki drove her back to her flat, but then proceeded to go inside with her. A risky move should Caleb or Shimizu be out and about. As soon as they were safe inside, he ravished her. Kissing her with a pained desperation that she never experienced from him before. He maneuvered her to the bedroom where they divested their clothing and went at it like wild deer.

Even in her head Kahoko wasn't sure that analogy clicked, but there was a whole lot of grunting. But in some ways, she enjoyed it more than the last few encounters she had with Yunoki. Maybe she WAS old-fashioned and liked to make love on a bed, nude, and not with a dress strangling her, against a bathroom stall, or awkwardly positioned in an opera box. Probably all were thrills for the man doing her, but being in bed was her preference.

Of course he was surprisingly quick last night. The whole thing barely lasted five minutes. Nor did he go up for another round. He rolled off of her and went right to sleep, a half an hour later came a loud round of snoring.

Hell, he was still snoring. She glanced over next to her where Yunoki was sprawled on his back, his leg hanging off the side of the bed and the sheets barely covering his waist, where a nice appearance of morning wood was showing. Of course last night didn't stop the stubble from yesterday to grow ever more, so now it looked like he had a full-on beard. If his mouth wasn't hanging open in a loud snarling snore, she'd find him pretty desirable.

In truth, she was relieved he was asleep so soundly. After he finished last night, he went right to sleep, but there was a lot of tossing and turning from him in the hours afterwards. Kahoko didn't remember him being such a restless sleeper. Of course the last two times they slept in the same bed, she was also out of it.

She turned over on her side away from him and glanced at her clock. It was midmorning, creeping up on noon. She was glad it was the weekend. With a sigh she checked her cell phone. No messages.

Then she heard rustling behind her. Yunoki returning to restlessness probably. At least that's what she thought, until she felt a large hand work under her arm to cup her breast. His breath was on her neck and cheek as he pressed against her behind.

"'Morning," he said in a raspy voice, before laying a heated kiss on her shoulder, "Sleep well?"

"More so than I thought I would with you right next to me."

He chuckled, his chest vibrating against her back. His hand dropped from her breast and trailed down her belly, her hips, past her mound to her thigh and lifted her leg so he could have unrestricted access.

Kahoko frowned, "You would be a morning sex person."

"I don't need a specific time of day to be ready for a woman, besides…" he nipped her ear, "We've had morning sex before."

Kahoko withheld a grunt as he entered her from behind. His hot breath was on her ear as he took her. He moved solidly, letting her feel his strokes as he pulled in and out. Kahoko clutched the bed sheets. The position let him gain access to areas inside her that normally were never touched. Both were about to reach a precipice when knocking was heard.

Both groaned in frustration at being interrupted and Kahoko followed with a curse.

"Is it Ousaki?" Yunoki asked, panicked.

"No. Worse. My neighbor."

"Gibbs?" he questioned as he jumped out of bed trying to find his clothes.

"I told him yesterday to come over so we could tie some lose strings together for our album."

Yunoki growled in frustration as he tried to put his pants on, "I now know why the English are so annoyed with the Irish. They barge in on people while having sex."

"Just get down," she hissed putting a bathrobe on and immediately Yunoki ducked behind the bed.

Kahoko rushed into her living room, wrapping the belt of her robe around her waist before she opened the door. On the other side was Caleb and Shimizu, both with blank expressions and holding instruments in front of their bodies.

"Hino-sempai."

"Hey, Kahoko. Mind if we come in for our wrap-up?"

Shimizu glanced at Kahoko's wear and his eyebrows shot up.

"Bad time?" Caleb asked.

"Uh…" Think, think, Kahoko, think.

"A little," she answered. "But we can go over it now."

Caleb and Shimizu hesitantly entered, not liking to interrupt their neighbor with…whatever she was doing.

"We can…go over rehearsal tonight," Shimizu replied softly. Caleb nodded in agreement.

"We can rehearse, yes, but if you could give me the notes and music so I can prepare?"

Caleb handed the folder over to her and rearranged the music.

Inside her bedroom, Yunoki lay flat on his stomach, careful not to make too much noise. He caught a glimpse of the time. He probably should head home, especially if Atsuko was alone. What was taking Kahoko so long?

He heard a buzzing sound. It was coming from his suit pocket, then a light ring tone began ringing.

Outside, Shimizu and Caleb heard the light sound of the ring tone.

"Do you need to get it?"

Kahoko bit her lip and withheld a nervous cry. She shook her head, trying to put on a calm face, "No, just let it ring. If it's important they'll leave a voicemail."

Both men gazed at her with varying degrees of curiosity. Kahoko thought it best that she didn't talk about it much. She just returned to the music sheet, cursing at Yunoki in her head.

In her bedroom, Yunoki silently reached into his coat pocket and pulled out his phone. The display read "Office". With a soft click, he answered his phone.

"Yes?" he whispered.

"Where are you?" the annoyed voice of his secretary asked on the other side.

"What? What's going on?"

"A meeting. You remember? You pissed half the staff off by scheduling it on the weekend."

"I did?" Yunoki didn't remember. But then again, that didn't mean anything. He was probably sauced.

As if his secretary read his mind she replied, "In answer to your question you are probably thinking, yes, you were drunk at the time."

"Then why would you-"

"You were adamant about it. Look I don't know where you are, but you need to be here five minutes ago."

Yunoki rubbed his head, and whispered, "Alright, just…just stall them 'till I get there."

"How?"

"I don't know, show them your breasts if you have to. Just do something."

"Hold on a sec, let me get something in my room," he heard Kahoko call to their visitor.

The young woman opened the door, "Yunoki, what the fuck are you doing!?"

"Sorry," he whispered back as he frantically began trying to pull on his pants and it proved to be a failure as he tripped and fell on the floor.

Outside Caleb and Shimizu glanced at one another hearing a rather loud thud coming from Kahoko's room.

Kahoko shook her head at the man, panicked, how the hell was she going to explain all this to her friends outside, "Fine, I'll have to get rid of them, but you'd better make your escape quickly."

She left the room trying to act normal, "I'm sorry guys, we'll have to do this tonight."

It seemed the two men couldn't have agreed more as they both shot up from their seats.

"Indeed it is," Caleb replied, nervously fiddling with his guitar, but he didn't seem bothered by it. "Let's go Shimizu. There's a baseball game on I've got to see. I'll see you tonight Kahoko."

She tried not to make it seem that she wanted to get rid of them as fast as she could. But once they were out they were out and she heaved a sigh of relief, readjusting her robe. Yunoki opened the door with his pants and shirt on, carrying his jacket on his arm.

Kahoko opened the door to see if either Caleb or Shimizu were lingering in the hallway. She ushered Yunoki over once she was sure the coast was clear, "Come on, come on."

Yunoki rushed out the door and whispered a playful, "I'll call you," before running out the door.

Her heart was pounding, but was slowly easing from relief. Kahoko set on about getting dressed and potentially going over across the hall to Caleb's and Shimizu's place to finish what she had started, but as she got out of her bathroom, her phone on her nightstand rang.

It wasn't a number she recognized, but it could be Yunoki. She answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Hello…Kahoko."

Color drained from her face as she recognized the voice. It wasn't Yunoki, nor was it Ousaki.

"Len?"

A/N: Oh my fucking god don't kill me for ending it on a cliffhanger. I couldn't think of anything else to finish this chapter. Good news is that I don't have much left to write in this fic.