Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiya everybody, my lovely reviewees^^ Thank you so much for waiting and thank you for your awesome reviews so far^^ This chapy was loads of fun and I decided to speed up the process for numerous reasons, probably to create more complexity to the situation within the story (?) Also, uhm, I hope my fiancé doesn't read this, but I took one of his romantic lines and placed it within this chapter . You can have a guess if you want :P ...
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CHAPTER ELEVEN
- Closer... -
Shiratori returned home later than expected, past 9 PM. And to his relief Kate wasn't in the house and neither was Yosuke.
"What a tough day it was." he groaned as he sunk on the couch.
As usual he switched on the TV and simply gazed at it.
So many thoughts troubled his mind. One was the burden of the case and the other was his offer to be Kate's sexual object. He was sure that any man would willingly do that, after all she is one heck of a woman! The problem was he discovered some feelings taking root with its bud poking out and ready to burst into a painful leaf. He felt ashamed to admit it but he was beginning to lust for Kate...
He jumped up switched off the TV and stormed to his room. He was going insane! It must be the case that is getting to him. He should probably take a shower that will cool him off!
Kate arrived home with Yosuke sleeping in her arms. She was tired out of her wits. Her little one was again giving her a hard time he was acting very moody probably annoyed of moving around so much. Not only that, also she felt she was followed as she was out doing some shopping and other things. She felt unsettled to the degree that she couldn't entrust her little one to any day care. She was debating about telling this to Shiratori, but feared that it would burden him more. He himself seemed lately a little bit jumpy.
She never struggled over such matters, she used to be so decisive but now after entering this new environment she felt like a confused foreigner unable to adapt to any environment. She went to her bedroom, pulled the covers down and laid out her little one. As he came in contact with the bed, he snuggled into the pillow which had the scent of his mother. She was moved by the "cute-ness" of her little one. How could she ever abandon such a creature?
She dropped her things into a corner, unpacked the things she bought and put them away. She would need to refurbish her room. A little bed would be needed plus a cupboard or a shelf to accommodate her things. She sighed. She'll have to confront Shiratori about this.
Kate had to admit she was completely thrown off guard about his offer and she thought about it the whole day. It was a good idea, she would be around maybe in his room and never feel guilty or anxious about leaving her son behind. However still she was hesitating.
She left the room quietly and went to the kitchen to cook a dinner. She heard the water running and assumed Shiratori was in there, so she decided to prepare a dinner for two.
Shiratori left the bathroom and sighed with content. He was dressed in his casual wear, dark trainer pants and a t-shirt. Immediately he picked up the smell of onions and he heard the sizzling of a fry pan. He followed the charming smell and found Kate cooking. She beamed at him.
"Hi, I cooked Chinese for us."
Shiratori stood there for a moment overcome by embarrassment about his previous thoughts about her, but also wariness about her presence.
"Uhm, thanks." He scratched the back of his head with his eyes diverted to the side. "Should I, uhh, set the table?"
"Go ahead. I hope you like fried pork with vegetables?"
"Anything is fine." He replied having gained his usual speech pattern and composure.
He went to set the table. There was a problem. His eyes always seemed to follow her around no matter how much will he applied. The way her wavy golden hair bounced, how her lips pursed as she tried to pour the food onto the plates, the way her smooth elegant fingers drove over the wooden spoon and how she licked her finger clean. He quickly looked away cursing himself about his sexual thoughts. For goodness sake, she wasn't doing it on purpose!
"Here I come." She glided over to the table with the two plates in her hands and placed them onto the table.
Shiratori went to grab some drink; he thought about some liquor and brought into to the table.
"Liquor?" noted Kate with surprise.
Shiratori gave her a modest smile.
"I thought it would suit the dinner."
Kate sat down still looking at Shiratori with a raised brow, but she shook that doubt off of her and let Shiratori pour some liquor into her glass.
The evening or actually the night since it was 11 PM was a wonderful experience for both adults. They could chat their hearts out thanks to the liquor which got them both a bit tipsy. However Kate seemed to hold better her liquor than Shiratori, that's why he stopped drinking after his 2nd glass and she stopped after her fourth and a half. The discussion they had varied from Arts to Shiratori's criminal cases and back to Yosuke and much more. Shiratori was relieved. This dinner brought them close again and ironed out all doubts and awkwardness.
"I think its time to go to bed." Yawned Kate as she grabbed both plates and brought them to the kitchen and put them into the dishwasher.
She hummed to herself as she wiped the counters, stove and the table. Shiratori watched her wanting to say something but unsure when to ask. She finished her task as Shiratori put the liquor and other things away.
"Okay I'll go to bed, I'm tired." She announced with a smile and left the kitchen.
"Will you go out again... tonight?" asked Shiratori abruptly which made Kate stop in her steps.
She took a moment to respond. Shiratori could tell she was hesitating over that decision.
"Uhhm..."
Shiratori turned off the remaining lights leaving the room bathing in semi darkness while the moon light flooded into the living room windows. The hallway light was still on, it illuminated her from and revealed the contours of her perfect body. Slowly she turned around and found Shiratori looking at her with seriousness. Her mouth gently opened and closed.
"I-I might..."
"Did you consider my offer?"
"Yes, I did, but I..."
"What?"
Kate released a sigh.
"You are our guardian, a generous man who sacrificed so much already...I don't want to do this with a police man, it doesn't feel right, I hope you understand."
For some reason it did hurt what she said to him, but he was sharp enough to not let this hurt show in his body language or face.
"I understand, Kate. It was just an offer nothing more."
Kate watched his response, he was completely composed revealing absolutely no trace of other feelings.
Suddenly his face constricted in pain and he placed his hand against his lower back.
"Damn! It must be the bruise from the fall." He swore.
Kate quickly went over to his side and supported him with one arm around his waist.
"Let me bring you to your room and I'll have a look at your back."
Shiratori became rigid as he felt her arm around his waist and her closeness. This stupid alcohol must have made him over-sensitive! The pain was stinging his back, it wasn't the pain of a muscle being torn but rather the pain when one's back collided with a hard object. He recalled that he fell on his back this afternoon as he was on the pursuit of some motorbike gang. One of its followers stole something and Shiratori decided to follow that guy with a motorbike. He doesn't remember how it happened, all he knew he drove into something was catapulted into the air and landed flat on his back on the roof of a car. Yes, ouch...
"That fall happened from this motorbike incident, right?" she inquired as she brought him inside his room and let him sit on his bed.
"Yes, the part where I fell onto the roof of the car." His face constricted in pain again and he hissed.
"I'll go get the first aid kid, in the meantime take off your shirt and lay on your stomach."
"T-t-take off my shirt?!"
Kate raised her brow in confusion about his nervous stammer.
"I need to tend your back, so you have to take off your shirt."
He nodded stiffly and she left the room to get the first aid kit.
She returned and found him lying on his stomach. She gaped at his back, it was all bruised! There were patches of bruises covering his entire broad and smooth back, the darker ones were the places where he fell the hardest.
"My God, what in the hell did you do? You literally bruised your whole back!"
He gave a chuckle which sounded more like a hiss of pain. She set the kit on the bed, rummaged for a cream and she thought about getting some ice later. He turned his head to the side so that he could see her.
"I will rub in this cream, if you feel it didn't work you'll have to use ice." She explained and he merely nodded.
She squeezed some of the scented cream into her palm and with her finger tip scooped a small part and dabbed it onto the bruises. As she spread out the cream she now used her hands to massage the cream into his back. Like electricity bouncing off from a rubber surface, her touches made him tense to the point that it affected the bruises and made the pain worse. Worst of all she was sitting at his side, very close to him and doing that.
"Shiratori, relax a little, you are hurting yourself."
"Easier said than done, it hurts." He mumbled into the pillow.
"I know it hurts but just try to relax, just think of it as a massage in a spa or something."
That idea was not helping at all! That image is much too sexual for a man to handle! Tell that to somebody who is tipsy and is getting touched by a woman he grudgingly lusts for! For goodness sake, she was alone with him in his bedroom! Any idiot of a man would get turned on! He tried his best to cool down and he managed somehow. He had to admit she had skilful fingers, her massage relaxed his muscles and eased the pain.
"You see how much of a difference it makes if you relax."
Ohhhh yes! He can feel the difference alright...
To distract himself some more he decided to ask her about her nocturne trips.
"So where do you go during the night?" asked Shiratori, she sharply paused in her actions but resumed quickly after.
"Uhm, I take a cab and go into Tokyo."
"Ah so. You are doing prostitution?"
"Heaven's no!" she exclaimed with a sour chuckle. "I don't like getting my desires satisfied by dirty-old strangers on the streets."
"Then where do you go?"
"Uhm..."
She continued to gently rub some parts of his back and she invited Silence to take over the conversation.
"Hmm, something more refined, I suppose?" he suggested after that pause and pondered some more until the answer came to his mind. "A host club?"
"Yes, a host club." She admitted calmly.
This relieved Shiratori, at least she found a more refined environment and people to do that sort of thing, nevertheless this wasn't helpful either. It would narrow down the search to maybe hundreds of hostclubs in entire Tokyo and not to forget the red light districts!
"I am not a tramp, I do have dignity and I select my hosts wisely." She commented.
Shiratori had to admit that he found some pangs of jealousy squeezing his heart uncomfortably. Damn the alcohol! He sighed against the pillow on one hand feeling helpless while on the other feeling relaxed. She was so good at this!
"Shiratori."
"Yes?"
"I would need to get some furnitures like a cupboard, a little bed for Yosuke or something to put my things in."
"Do you want me to get it for you?"
"No, no! I was just asking if I am allowed to get some furnitures for my room."
"You have my permission, Kate, but maybe I can help you set it up." Said Shiratori as he now full turned around to sit up and lean against the wall to look at her.
For a moment Shiratori saw some strange emotions flickering in her fiery emerald orbs, they seem to confront her rather than help her make a decision. She just stared at of a sudden, but forcefully Shiratori registered her lips against his. In all honesty and surprise he was stunned and bewildered. He couldn't distinguish this moment as real or fantasy. He just could feel her moist and impatient lips against his, nibbling and her tongue lashing. The taste of the liquor combined with the delicious Chinese food and her unique taste excited him. What could he do? His automatic response was to return the kiss and deepen it.
Within seconds she was under him now, his lips dominating hers. My God, she felt so good under him! Her supple and soft body under his, his hands roaming all over her body eliciting sighs from her delicious lips. It was a dream-come true! He wanted this so much and he realized this when he was kissing her back and growing excited at her responses to his touches. His lips traced her jaw line and descended to her neck where he showered her with kisses.
His body shivered as she traced her fingers gracefully over his torso, driving over his hard abdominals and his strong arms. My gosh, if she goes down any further, he'll have no choice but to do her hard and passionately! That's when he noticed something was wrong with her.
Her hands had dropped to her sides and the force she used to grind into him was absent. He looked up to find her eyes shut and her breathing very slow and deep with her head tilted to the side.
She was sleeping.
He stared at her blankly unable to think straight with his desires still pulsing through his veins. He can't continue not when she's knocked out like that. He swore under his breath, rubbing his face into his hands and retracting his body from hers. He sat at the end of the bed near to her feet. He watched her, his lips pursed with frustration. He was turned on, he wanted this, but she fell asleep! He drove his fingers through his messed up hair, making it into an even greater mess. He needed to cool down.
"Yoske..." she sighed in her sleep while smiling and rolled to her side.
That name stabbed Shiratori in the heart. Of course! The alcohol must have pushed her into thinking that Shiratori was Yoske, her husband. Then he remembered something. She said he smelled like her husband, Shiratori used the same cologne as her murdered husband.
With a heavy heart, confused thoughts he withdrew from his bed completely covered her up and decided to sleep for the night on the couch in the living room.