Hiruma POV

'Take me on a date.' Really? This was payment?! I guess it could be worse, knowing her.

"Come on! Let's go through the haunted house, Youichi!" Cherry tugged on my hand, pulling me towards the haunted house. I had taken her to an amusement park for our 'date', and we had done every game and ridden every ride in existence at this place.

I felt so whipped...especially as I found myself giving into her more and more these days. This girl was so hard to handle- she didn't seem to be afraid of anything, no threat on earth could shake her. My once threat of 'I'll make flyers of these naked pictures of you and spread them all over town' was met with her saying 'oh, well that's wasteful. You should be selling them for money, I'm definitely hot enough for that.' And her shrug with 'but do whatever you want if it floats your boat'.
Or, putting a gun in her face, she merely gave me a slow blink and waited for my next move. Once she even grabbed the gun, pointing it away from her and kissed me senseless; that had let to an all-out sexual battle, which made me a lot happier than it really should have.
She made me happy and frustrated about being happy in the same turn. Why did I like her so damn much? I was starting to know why, and it pissed me off. She was the perfect kind of girl for me. She was invested in me like no other woman had ever been. She took what she wanted from me, but at the same time gave me all I could want from her.
You never realize how much you can desire somebody until a wicked bitch comes along and rocks your world. My wicked bitch was Cherry, and she fucking knew it too.

"Stop thinking so hard, we're supposed to be having fun!" Cherry's fingers poked my forehead.

I gave her a glare to which she grinned, "I'm going to leave your ass here!" I snapped.

"Ooh, I'll fit right in with all the monsters." She teased, twining her fingers into mine.

"BOOOO!" I jolted, yanking Cherry into me, and putting a glock to our attacker's face. "Whoa! Dude! Sorry!" Stupid. It was a freaking actor for the haunted house.

"It's okay, love." Cherry said in a giggly voice, stroking her fingers against the side of my neck. I put the gun back away, watching the haunted house employee run off. "Jumpy are we, Youichi?"

I sighed, looking down at her, marveling at how perfectly she fit against me, "It's your fault."

"Is it?" Her hand cupped the back of my neck, urging me closer so she could kiss me softly on the lips. I could never figure out how she kissed like that, just one little lip-lock and lightning sparked through me. "I'll be sure to make it up to you then."

"You'd better, Cherry." I murmured, wrapping my arms around her, pulling her closer as we kissed. She chuckled, looking at me like I was a clown, "What?!"

"You called me by my name." Fuck! Had I? "And very sweetly at that too..." She bit my throat, "I might just have to eat you if you keep that up."

I grabbed her by the hair, tugging roughly so she had to look up at me, "Bring it on." I hissed.