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A moan grumbled from underneath the covers, the lump on the small bed moving. The sun was now out, shining above the mountain tops, lighting the room with its morning rays. Another moan erupted in the room, as Mori rolled over—
"Ugah!" He groaned when his body fell off the side. A loud thump followed by another muffed grunt came after, the impact of the male hitting the wooden floor below shaking the entire room. "Ahg~" He sat up, and rubbed his sore scalp.
What happened?
He looked down at the cover that was half on the bed, half bunched up across his lap. When he stood up, the sheet slid off of him, and onto the floor. Was it morning already?
He stared out of the large window by the bed, before his gazed lowered to where he was just sleeping moments ago. He paused, when he saw that it was empty.
"Mitsukuni?" He thought for sure that his cousin came into his room last night. Wait a minute— He was at the pension, and Mitsukuni was at his cottage… There was no way it could have been Mitsukuni.
Then who was it? Reaching up, he scratched his head in thought, as he looked down at the bed in confusion.
"Takashi?" The once blurry vision in his mind started to become clear as he put the pieces together. "Takashi. I can't sleep." The person had long raven hair, blue eyes, and he smelled of vanilla…
"Kagome…" The name whispered out of his lips, his eyes slowly becoming bigger in surprise. He glanced over at the wall, the only thing separating their rooms. He-! His face started to become flushed with blood.
He slept with Kagome last night!
He reached his hand up, to cover his face, which was resembled a ripened tomato.
He has his arms around him.
He placed his hand onto his bed for support, as he suddenly felt faint.
He smelled his hair!
He collapsed onto his knees and placed his face against the edge of the bed, his entire body red and hot from embarrassment.
It must have been a dream… It hadto be a dream…
He started to doubt it, wishing it not to be true, for it was just too embarrassing for him, if it was real.
Please let it be a dream. He sighed, staring at the empty bed, his expression changed into that of longing, his cheeks still holding a pink blush on his tanned flesh.
Then again, it would it be so bad if it wasn't…?
Mori looked down at himself, double checking the outfit he chose to wear today. A white sleeveless hoodie, black tank top underneath, and long pants. Nothing too flashy or extravagant. He shrugged—
A knock came to his door and he raised an eyebrow. He walked over to the door, before swinging it wide open—
"Oh, good, you are up." Kagome smiled at him. "Good morning."
"-!" His face instantly went cherry red the moment he saw the shorter male. "Morning…" He mumbled, glancing away from him out of the corner of his eyes.
"I thought you were still sleeping, so I came to wake you up." He paused, blinking. "Why are you so red? You running a fever?" Real concern flashed over his usual cold blue eyes as he looked at him. "Did you work too hard yesterday?"
"No. I'm fine." He shook his head, but his face still remained as bright as a strawberry.
"Well, alright then…" He raised an eyebrow at his strange behavior, and turned away from him. "The others are waiting downstairs, so I'm going to go on ahead and meet you there."
"…" He nodded in understanding.
"Alright then." He took his leave, going down the stairs, to the first floor dining room.
Mori sighed, and reached up to cover up his brightly lit face. He didn't know why, but the moment he saw Kagome he couldn't control himself, and his cheeks became flaming hot.
Yet strangely enough Kagome was acting normal towards him. Wouldn't he have at least shown a little bit of reaction to seeing him? After all they did sleep together last night—He paused.
What if it really was all a dream and he just imagined it all?
Kagome wasn't in his bed when he got up, and he didn't seem to act any different when he saw him—unlike himself. He could feel his cheeks becoming warmer again at the thought.
Did his lack of sleep last night cause him to hallucinate Kagome getting into his bed? Was it really all just a dream?
Reaching up he scratched his head and sighed. If it was, then he has no reason to be embarrassed whenever he saw the raven-haired host. Relief washed over him at the thought of it really all being just a figment of his imagination.
He inhaled a lung full of air, and slowly released it back out, humming.
Good thing too… because if he continued to blush every time he saw Kagome today—He would resemble a tomato so much that he might just turn into one…
Kagome sat at her table, enjoying the sun as she stared out of the large window. She was told to take a break, and not to work anymore, so here she was, sitting at a table, instead of waiting on customers.
Misuzu really didn't want her working for several reasons, one of the main reasons is she fell from second story window yesterday and the other—she scared off the customers…
So she figured today she would let Haruhi do her thing, and relax.
But that's later. She reminded herself as she sighed, her eyes losing focus as she stared at the trees. To tell you the truth, she wasn't sure what she was going to do today. It's still early in the morning and the rest of the host club was all gathered around, talking with Haruhi, and eating breakfast.
She glanced down at her cup of hot chocolate, and her empty plate, already finished with her eggs and ham. She looked over at the table where Hikaru and Kaoru were at, discussing something with Tamaki, while Haruhi was looking at them with a deadpanned expression. They were too far off to hear them, for she purposely chose a less popular area to sit in, near the window. Whatever they were talking about, even if she could hear what they were saying, didn't matter anyway because she really didn't care at the moment.
She sighed and turned her gaze back to the outside world.
The only reason she wasn't sitting on the porch was just in case Haruhi needed her help with something, so she stayed inside, within shouting distance. Not only that, but she was also waiting for a certain tall, dark, and silent male to come down stairs and hopefully join her. So she stayed inside, so he could find her when he came down.
Both hands were around her cup of chocolate, enjoying the warmth the still hot drink was sending to her fingers as she lightly gripped the warm mug. She sighed, raising the drink to her lips and taking a sip. She hummed as the hot liquid went down her throat, feeling as if it soothed her all the way down to her stomach, leaving a relaxing feeling all through her body. She closed her eyes and exhaled softly.
She took a deep breath, her body just enjoying the peace and completely relaxed. Carmel surrounded her senses, and she hummed again, lowering her cup of chocolate.
"You joining me, Mori?" She asked, and slowly opened her eyes, a smile on her face. Her blue eyes met his smoky grey and he nodded, a small, almost unnoticeable color of pink was placed across his nose.
He was standing by her table, in one hand was a glass of orange juice, a plate of food in the other. He placed his plate down so he could pull out the chair across from hers, and take a seat. He sat his cup down next to his breakfast, and easily got comfortable.
"…" She watched as he took his first bite of his eggs, with much more grace then she ever could muster, taking his time. "Pretty good, uh?" She asked, as he placed a bite of toast to his lips.
"Yeah." He nodded, agreeing as he continued to eat his meal. Deciding to let him have his peace while he was eating, she looked back towards the window, raising her cup of warm chocolate to her lips.
"Nice day out." She commented, taking a sip of her drink.
"Yeah." He agreed.
It was so peaceful here, unlike her life in the big city. It wasn't completely quiet, but it wasn't noisy either, she didn't get this overwhelming sense of being lonely while she was here. As Misuzu would say, it was a very 'refreshing' feeling. Something she never got while she was in the city, or in her apartment.
Just thinking about her empty home made her frown, so she quickly tried to think of something else and focused on the tress outside, watching their branches moving in the small breeze. She sighed, feeling herself relax once more.
It's too bad she couldn't bring Krabby with her here. Images of the red crab came to her mind and she smiled. He has been going through growth spurts and he has gotten so big that she can no longer carry him with her wherever she goes. She cannot take him to school with her any more, and has been forced to keep him at her apartment now.
She has tried her best to make her apartment into a nice place where he could call home, but she wondered if it would be enough. He no doubts misses the sandy beaches of his home. She sighed, taking another sip of her chocolate, allowing its warmth to sooth her uneasy thoughts.
He has Sparrow, so she guessed that while she was away he at least wouldn't get lonely…
She glanced at Mori, and saw that he was already halfway through with his food and she smiled. She took a deep breath, exhaling though her nose, before taking another drink of her hot chocolate. She licked her lips, and looked back outside.
She stared at the grass and the blue sky longingly. She wanted to go outside today…
It was such a nice day, it would be a waste not to go out. She placed her cup to her lips, enjoying the feel of it pressed against her flesh as she was deep in thought, not taking a sip of the drink just yet, as her mind began to turn.
She wanted to go outside but… She hummed. She didn't want to go alone. The gears in her head moved as she watched the people walking past the pension every so often, almost out of sight, at the edge of the window. Most of them consisting of couples, laughing and smiling at one another as they walked down the street.
"…" She blinked, before glancing over at the male sitting on the other side of the table. She watched him reach over and grab his orange juice. He finished with his breakfast, as she was lost in thought, and he was now taking a large swig of his half empty, fruit drink. "You want to go on a date with me today?"
"PPsshhttt!" The orange juice went squirting out of his mouth like a geyser, spewing the sticky drink all over the floor. "D-..D?" He couldn't even say the word, as he was coughing and pounding his chest to catch his breath, his face beet red. She smiled, and raised her hand, placing her palm against her cheek, watching him with mild amusement. "D-Date!" He finally croaked out. His loud and surprised shout caused the other people in the room to pause and look towards them, if they weren't already looking because of his strange, but entertaining water works he displayed earlier.
"You don't want to go on a date with me?" She asked, her tone carried a small twinge of hurt in the question. She looked down and away from him, back out of the window. "I understand…" Her expression dropped and her eyes became unfocused. For some reason her chest hurt—She paused when a quick movement caught her attention and she glanced back over across the table.
She had to almost stop the giggles that was going to fly out of her mouth as she watched Mori's comical reaction. His head and arms were nothing but blurs, waving them up and down, while his head shook side to side so quickly she thought he was going to make himself dizzy.
"You do?" She could feel her face flushing slightly in delight and her expression softened towards him, and she smiled.
"…" He paused in his clownish movements, and stared at her. His face became flushed as well, and cleared his throat, turning his head away. "Yeah…"
"Then it's a date!" Her smile grew, happy.
"…" His cheeks turned and even darker shade, the blush stretching all the way to his ears.
Unbeknown to them, they wouldn't be the only ones going…
Kagome look over at the male that was walking beside her in the semi-crowded market street. He was walking stiffly and his face was bright red. She chuckled, and playfully elbowed him in the side, causing him to grunt.
"Don't tell me you are nervous~" She teased.
"…" He reached up and scratched the back of his neck. He looked away from her, his face turning a darker shade then before.
It was so funny to watch him struggle, but she figured enough was enough and she should try to get him to relax.
"Stop being so stiff! You are with me. There is nothing to be nervous about, silly. Come on." Reaching out she grabbed him by the hand and started to lead him down the street, a smile on her face.
"!" He looked down at our hands, his blush stretching across his ears, but he was smiling as well, allowing her to drag him through the street.
Kagome dragged Mori to the front of a clothing store, and let go of his hand, so she could place it under her chin in thought. She tilted her head and looked at the clothes the mannequin was wearing. She tilted her head in the other direction, then looked at Mori.
"…?" He allowed her to reach out and stretch his tank top that he was wearing, as if inspecting it pulled against his well-built body. She looked back up at the display window and smiled.
"Come on." She grabbed his hand once more and dragged him into the store, smiling.
"Why are we stalking them?" Haruhi asked, an annoyed look on her face, her arms crossed over her chest. "Shouldn't we give them some privacy?"
"It isn't technically stalking…" Tamaki told her matter of fact, pointing his finger in the air. "It's called observing… from a distance." Saying the famous lines that Haruhi's own dad, Ranka, told him when they were stalking—umm—observing Haruhi when she went to the store.
"…?" Haruhi raised an eyebrow at the blond host. Where has she heard that before…?
"Besides, aren't you curious?" Hikaru asked, bending down beside her.
"What Kagome and Mori's date together would be like?" Kaoru had the same look on his face, appearing on her other side.
"Well…" Haruhi's curiosity got the best of her as she placed her finger up to her lips in thought.
"It's nice." Honey spoke, his eyes softening at the scene before him, with a grown up look on his face as he stood beside Kyoya. "Kagome has really started to open up, huh?" He glanced over to the tall host beside him.
"He has changed…" He glanced at the bracelet that he still wore on his wrist. "Very different than the first day we meet him, that's for sure." Raising his hand he pushed his glasses up with his fingers. "But should we really be watching them?" He asked, looking over at the trio who were hiding behind a tree, peeking around the other side so they could spy on the two other hosts.
"Of course." They said at the same time, not even bothering to remove their gaze from the store that Mori and Kagome just went in moments ago.
Kyoya just sighed and shrugged his shoulders.
"Want one?" Kagome reached out his hand, and in it was a small bag of cookies. One of the chocolate chip treats were hanging from his lips.
"Thank you." Mori reached out and took an offered cookie with a nod.
"Hey look!" Kagome exclaimed and he reached out, grasping his wrist just as the cookie was about to reach his open mouth. The quick motion caused him to drop the treat.
"…" Mori looked down at the ground, at his wasted cookie—
"Over here." Kagome dragged him across the street and towards a small antique shop, his eyes shining with joy as he stared at all the knickknacks. "Check this out."
Reaching out Kagome grabbed a pair of Groucho glasses, and placing them up to his face. Mori chuckled. He then wondered: Did he look that silly when he wore them? He thought back to the time when him and the other host members wore long trench coats and those exact glasses, following Kagome as he walked through the city—His thoughts were put on hold when Kagome suddenly placed an equally pair of ridiculous glasses onto his nose as well.
He blinked, before looking towards the mirror that was placed at the stall. The fake glasses had swirls for lenses and pinwheels attached to springs sticking out of the top of the rims, bouncing whenever he would move his head, while at the same time spinning whenever a gust of wind would blow.
Kagome couldn't stop the delighted laugh that escaped from his lips, and Mori released a deep rumble in his chest, as he chuckled. Removing the glasses with a smile on his face, his eyes softening greatly as he looked towards the other host.
Mori was happy to hear Kagome laughing. No longer hiding the beautiful sound, and instead was releasing it openly for all to hear.
Kagome smiled as she placed three fries at a time into her mouth with a hum. She was sitting at a small circler table with her date for this evening, eating lunch. She grabbed her sandwich and took a large bite, and followed it up with a huge drink of her sweet tea.
Mori was sitting across from her, his legs crossed, drinking his own cup of tea, enjoying himself as well.
"Uuurrrrp~" Kagome let loose a loud burp that anyone would have been proud of. She laughed, finding it funny. Mori had an amused smile on his face, and chuckled. "You want to go towards the mall next?" She asked, tilting her head as she dipped her fries into a small pile of ketchup, before plopping them into her mouth.
"Sure." He nodded, agreeing.
Kagome smiled, glad that he has finally started to relax and enjoy himself.
Kagome stopped waking, when she was hit with a delicious scent. She looked around and smiled when she spotted a food vender. Unable to control herself she walked over to it. She bent over and inhaled the aroma of the wonderful food and sighed.
She paid the vender, and then took several bags of snacks with a smile.
"Want some?" She handed out a piece of food for him to taste, as it was stuck to the end of a toothpick for him to sample. "Chocolate covered fried okra." She hummed, almost drooling. "That's stuffs good~"
"…?" Mori raised an eyebrow at her, unsure, but he shrugged, and gave in. Bending down he took a bite of the okra, while she was still holding it. He paused, his eyebrows raising up in surprise and he hummed, nodding. "It's good." He agreed with her.
"Of course." She laughed. "If there is anything I know about, its food." She joked.
He chuckled and they continued on their way down the street…
"Oh, look!" Kagome suddenly grabbed Mori's upper arm and started to drag him over to an ice cream vender. The male just smiled softly, as he looked down at her, allowing her to pull him around.
Even though there was a long line, Kagome had a pleased grin on her face, just imagining the taste of the ice cream already in her mind, and she licked her lips.
This date is so fun~
"This date is so boring~" The twins started complaining with a sigh. Everyone was huddled together a few feet away. The twins were sitting on a bench, with bored looks on their faces.
"Food again?" Kaoru sighed.
"Mori has a stomach of steel." Hikaru groaned and raised his hands, placing them behind his head, and leaned back, staring up at the sky.
"He doesn't eat much." Kaoru pointed out. "It's Kagome who has been eating everything in sight."
"He has a bottomless pit." Hikaru closed his eyes, unable to stare at the sky anymore.
"Eating the entire town supply of food is not a real date!" Tamaki also seemed upset for whatever reason. "Maybe we can do something?" He offered, looking at the twins for acceptance, his hand under his chin in thought.
"I have an idea." Haruhi's words caused everyone to turn towards her, surprised, they thought that she was against them getting involved in the date—"How about we go back home and leave them alone?"
Spoke too soon…
"This date is so tedious!" Tamaki suddenly growled, as he was staring at the couple still waiting in the line at the ice cream vender, completely ignoring the girl's comment. Kagome and Mori were talking amongst themselves, but the group was too far away to hear what they were saying. "They call themselves Host Club members!" Ah, so that's why he is so angry—"Kyoya!" He pointed to the vice present.
"…?" Hearing his name, the glasses wearing host looked away from the ice cream shop and towards the king—
"I demand that you go into one of these stores, get a disguise, and make like a punk and pick a fight with Mori!" He commanded, still pointing at him. "That will give Kagome a chance to rescue him!" He paused—
"…" The entire group went silent.
"…" The twins looked at each other then whispered. "Kagome recuse Mori?"
"Does that mean Mori is the woman of the two?" Kaoru innocently asked.
"No-no, Kagome is the girl-ish one, right?" Hikaru whispered to his brother.
"Don't let Kagome catch you saying that…" Kaoru gave a word of warning. "But Mori does seem to be the more submissive one of the two… He has to be the catcher, there is no way Kagome would—"
"Shut up!" Tamaki was turning red, just thinking about it. "Ugh! It's so confusing to think about since they are both guys!" He scratched his head in confusion, his mop of blond hair becoming a messy tangle. "Kyoya go and pick a fight with one of them! Doesn't matter which one—"
"You should wait till you are sleeping…" Kyoya sighed, reaching up and adjusting his glasses in annoyance. "To dream up such ridiculous nonsense."
"…" Tamaki grumbled, pacing back and forth in thought.
"Two please." Kagome held up two of her fingers, her cheeks turning pink in delight. Her eyes widened when the clerk handed her two large cones, one white, another one dark. "Thank you!" She handed Mori the vanilla and smiled, the taller male smiled back, accepting the ice cream.
"That makes it their eleventh time they stopped to get food." Hikaru kept count as a way to occupy himself.
"Well, that's what Kagome likes to do—eat." Kaoru sighed.
"…" Tamaki was still pacing- "Maybe we can turn into ninjas?" He paused long enough to glance at the others as he spoke his suggestion. The other members had deadpanned expressions across their faces.
"I'm going back." Haruhi stated, and without even hearing a reply, began walking away from them.
"Wait! Don't leave!" Tamaki stretched his hand out to her, even though she was too far away to reach. "How about marauders!"
"Yeah…" The twins agreed, standing up from the bench, and following Haruhi. After watching the two for a long time, the date wasn't as exciting as they thought it would be. If it wasn't interesting, then why watch?
"Pirates!" He offered. "Come on! You can never go wrong with Pirates!" Tears were in his eyes as he continued to watch them walk away.
"If we stay too long, Gome-chan and Takashi will probably see us." Honey sighed. "They will get mad at us…" A small frown appeared on his face, at the thought of them being angry at him, for any reason, before he too decided to leave and followed the others.
"!" Tamaki froze, the image of an angry Kagome coming into his mind. He replayed the events of yesterday, and how he almost gotten squashed by a table—"Well, it seems like everything is alright here." The scaredy-cat prince nodded his head and hummed. Deep down he wanted to stay and watch, but he valued his life more than the need to satisfy his curiosity. "I'll make sure that Haruhi and the others make it back to the pension alright…" The blond took off, jogging to catch up with the others.
"So you chickened out, eh, boss?" Hikaru smirked at him, teasing. "Don't want to be a Pirate after all?"
"Or did the thought of an upset Kagome got you running scared?" Kaoru joined his brother in picking on their president.
"N-no!" He tried to deny it. "I-I just wanted to give them their privacy is all…"
"Sure…" Yet they knew better. They chuckled, amused. The prince turned a nice shade of pink as he shoved his hands inside of his pockets with a pout.
And with that, they all went back together-
"Hmm…" Kyoya watched the others fading backs, before turning and looking towards the ice cream vender once more. He adjusted his glasses with a hum.
Not everyone, it seems…
"Good?" She asked Mori as he sat down at a bench just a few feet away from the vender.
"Mmm." He nodded, taking a big lick of his ice cream. Kagome smiled at him, watching the delight on his face as he ate his ice cream. She looked at her own, not even taken a bite of it yet and she sighed. She glanced over, to the side, her eyes losing foucs.
"Can you wait here a moment?" She spoke to him, and glanced over to see his reaction.
"…?" He paused in his licking and raised an eyebrow.
"I have to go to the little ladies room."
"Oh." His face turned a shade of pink and he nodded. She chuckled at his reaction and turned around, leaving.
"…" Mori paused in mid-lick. "Little ladies…?" He repeated, confused.
Kyoya continued to watch the exchange with mild interest. He shook his head, and fixed his glasses, leaning against the building. He watched as Kagome said something to Mori, after he sat down at a bench to enjoy his ice cream, and then left.
Kyoya sighed and closed his eyes, a feeling started to churn in his stomach, making him feel… uneasy, as he watched the two together—
"Stalker." He heard a playful whisper in his ear and his eyes snapped open in surprise. He spun around, only to find himself staring into blue, which was shining back with amusement.
"K-Kagome." Kyoya was stuttering, which almost made Kagome want to giggle, she raised her still uneaten ice cream up to her lips to hide her smile. She believed that is the first time that she had ever heard the usually calm man stumble with his words.
"Should I go and get the cops?" She teased.
"What?" He questioned, the surprise already leaving him and his usual calmness returning.
"I mean, there is a strange glasses wearing man that has been stalking me all day while I have been on my date…" She elbowed him in the side and he staggered.
"I wasn't stalking you, just observing…"
"From a distance?" She joked, her eyes softening. She then sighed, looking at him up and down, then at her date that was still eating his ice cream, on the bench. "Why didn't you leave with the others?"
"You knew we were here?" He asked, curious, raising an eyebrow.
"You didn't answer my question." She noticed. "Why are you here?"
"…" He did not answer her, and looked away from her.
"Are you…" She raised an eyebrow at him, a sly smile on her face. "Jealous?"
"Jealous?" The word slipped out of his mouth as if it was impossible.
"It's alright if you are—" She pointed her melting ice cream at him, some of the liquid dripping onto her fingers.
"I'm not jealous." He corrected her with a stern tone.
"Alright, alright." She waved her free hand in front of herself defensively. She raised her ice cream up to her lips, and licked her fingers, trying to clean it of the melted treat. Her tongue continued up and licked the melting part of the ice cream. "Every time you see me and Mori alone together, you are not jealous, but instead so happy that it makes you upset." She hummed.
"…" The look he was sending her was so serious it almost made her laugh.
"You shouldn't be worried about me and Mori." She told him. "I just wanted to have some fun today. Besides…" She hummed, a smile showing on her face. "Didn't you and me already have a date together once?"
"…" He turned his head away from her, and she raised an eyebrow when she saw a very small, almost unnoticeable amount of pink appear on his cheeks.
"Here." Reaching out she took his hand, and placed the cold treat into his palm. He looked at it with a raised eyebrow. "A peace offering…"
"I don't like—"
"Sweet things—" She interrupted him. "I know..." Her eyes softened at him. "You better eat it." She poked him in the chest teasingly. "Stalker." She hummed. "Now I'm going to go back to Mori—" She noticed a very small shift in his expression, his eyebrow twitching. "I'm going to finish my date, and I better not come back here and have a talk with you a second time." She told him. "Because if I do…" She warned. "I will not be so soft about it, and bring something more than ice cream to sooth you over." She raised her fist, showing what she meant.
"…" Kyoya shook his head, and looked away from her. "You don't have to worry about this stalker bothering you anymore, if that is your concern."
"Good…" She lowered her hand and smiled sweetly at him, her expression softened towards him. His eyes widened slightly, surprised by her expression-
"Oofhpm!" He grunted when she patted him roughly on the back, causing his glasses to go lopsided.
"See you back at the pension." She waved to him over her shoulder, as she left him.
"…" He waved back with his free hand, while the other still held the chocolate ice cream. Reaching up he fixed his glasses back up onto their rightful spot on his nose- A frown appeared on his face when he watched Kagome picked up his pace and started jogging towards where Mori was still sitting, eating his own ice cream. "Kagome…" He sighed—He paused when he felt something cold touch his fingers and he looked down at the cold treat still in his hands, melting from the heat of the day.
He looked around, and spotted a trash can just a few feet away from him. He walked over to it and placed his hand above its open rim. He stared at the sweet treat, pausing in thought.
"…" He pulled it back towards him and sighed. "Might as well…" Placing it to his lips he licked it quickly, to get it over with. He froze, surprised when he was not attacked by a sweet flavor, and instead was surrounded by a familiar and pleasing sensation.
The bitter taste of coffee…
When Kagome returned, Mori was still at the bench, enjoying his ice cream, not even halfway done with it. She plopped down beside him harshly, catching his attention and he paused, glancing over at her. She just smiled up at him, and his expression softened at her.
She couldn't help that her gaze left his smoky grey orbs, and was staring openly at his cold treat that was held in his hand. He looked at his ice cream, then gave her a once over, before his eyebrows rose delicately in question at her. She just shrugged, and leaned away from him.
"I dropped mine." She lied.
She looked back over at the vender, and saw that there was still a huge line and sighed, deciding to just forget about it. She leaned back, and closed her eyes, allowing the gentle rays of the sun to warm her flesh.
"Here." Mori's deep voice beside her caused her to pause and slowly crack open one of her eyes. Seeing his ice cream placed in front of her face temptingly, she followed his offering hand and up to his grey pools. She openly questioned his offer without speaking the words out loud. "We can share."
She smiled at him, and sat straight in her seat once more. Reaching out she grabbed the cone, placing her hand over top of his tanned one. The action caused the usually stoic man to flush red. Leaning forward, she stuck her tongue out, her mouth already drooling without even having to take the first bite yet—But once her tongue trailed from the base of the treat all the way up to the already melting tip, she couldn't stop the delighted moan that escaped her throat as the sweet taste exploited in her mouth with its wonderful vanilla flavor.
"…!" Mori's face became even brighter as he watched, his lips parted ever so slightly.
"Now you." She moved the treat so that it was placed in front of him once more, yet she still had a hold of it.
Mori just looked at the ice cream, his face still resembling a very common red fruit, then glanced in her direction. She just hummed, before looking back at the ice cream, wishing he would hurry up and take a bite so that she can have her turn. When Mori finally licked the ice cream, she purred, and scooted closer to him. The tall host jumped slightly at the contact, both of our thighs were pressed together, touching, yet Kagome didn't mind. The closeness only made sharing the quickly melting treat easier.
She pulled the treat back so that it was in front of her once more. Taking another long lick, she was enjoying the flavor that assaulted her senses, and hummed, not noticing that Mori was so red he could light up the night sky for the whole town singlehandedly. She paused when she noticed a white trail of melted vanilla was running down Mori's fingers. Without even thinking, she stuck her tongue back out and licked the sticky substance from his tanned flesh,
She felt him go completely stiff beside her and she turned to look at him. Seeing that he was openly staring at her, a shocked expression on his face, she hummed, tilting her head at him in question.
"Your turn." She figured that he was upset, for not getting his turn, she moved the ice cream so that it was in front of his face once more.
He snapped out of his daze, after hearing her voice, and looked at the ice cream in front of him. She watched him lean towards the treat—She paused, before a sly smirk spread across her face as an idea came to her mind.
In a quick jerking motion, she pushed the ice cream upwards smashing the tasty but cold treat onto the tip of his nose. She quickly lowered the cone back down, and away from his face. He could only sit there, blinking in confusion. The cold cream covered his the tip of his nose and some on his lips.
She laughed, covering up her mouth with her free hand, thinking that his expression was just too cute...
Mori didn't seem to mind her prank, and just licked his cream covered lips with a hum. He then looked down at the end of his nose, successfully making his eyes go cross-eyed.
"Sorry." She smirked at him. "Let me help…" Leaning towards him, she stuck her tongue out and licked the tip of his nose, quickly riding him of the sticky substance that was placed there.
"-!" His face once more resembled a stop sign, and steam escaped his scalp, a defensive measure as too much blood rushed into his face. Kagome chuckled at his reaction, wondering if he was going to make a whistling sound, similar to a tea-kettle—for it seemed as if he was going to boil over.
Using his distraction to her advantage, she swiped the ice cream from their hands. She grasped his hand in hers, and stood up. She began to walk, without any real destination in mind, dragging the drunken host along, as he wobbled behind her.
She just laughed, enjoying herself and his reactions to her teasing, taking large bites out of the ice cream he so graciously let her have…
Kagome paused when a sight caught her undivided attention and she couldn't help but stare. A park! Her mind went into overdrive as memories came back to her, the sound of nature overtaking her other senses. She glanced at her date for the evening, as if asking for permission.
Mori smiled at her, and nodded. She smiled back, and then let go of his hand, walking ahead of him, down the path.
Mori walked down the dirt path, watching the usual cold male as he walked a little ways ahead of him. Kagome, who was known throughout the school as cold, uncaring, rouge, and downright killer at times, was enjoying himself as he strolled through the park, a smile never leaving his usually emotionless face.
He would stop every now and then to look at the trees, and common wildlife that roamed the area. Even though it was rather busy for a park, and people were everywhere, Kagome never once glared or started a fight the whole time they were there.
Kagome must enjoy parks more then he thought…
They came upon the area of the park, where on either side of the wide path was Sakura blossoms, down the entire walkway. Since it was spring, each tree was at full bloom, and their lovely peddles filled the air, as if it were pink snow falling around them.
Kagome paused in his walk, and just stood there. Mori watched him sigh, staring at the pink peddles with slight awe. He held his palm out, and a pink peddle landed softly in the open palm. He looked down at the flower, deep within his blue orbs something else stirred, as if he was remembering something. The raven haired male shook his head, as if to rid himself of the thoughts and continued walking.
Mori copied Kagome's movements, and held out his hand, allowing a peddle to land in his palm. He glanced back up to spot the black speck in the sea of pink, and his expression softened, watching him twirl with delight.
He has rarely seen this side of Kagome before—Happy, relaxed… It was as if he was a different person.
Usually the male acted as if everyone was out to get him, and he had a wall between him and the world, to protect himself. Kagome looked back at him, and smiled openly. His expression softened towards him, surprised by the rare show of affection he was receiving from the shorter host. Kagome seemed so happy and relaxed, forgetting the world around him.
It's too bad he wasn't always like this…
Mori looked up, at the branched above him, and he reached out. He pulled down a branch enough, so that he could pluck one of the still fully bloomed flowers. Once he had what he wanted, he let go of the branch and it snapped back into place.
He gazed at the flower that was between his fingers, before looking over at Kagome. The male was standing before one of the trees, just staring into its branches just a few feet ahead of him. He twirled the flower between his fingers in thought. A smiled appeared on his face as he approached the male.
When Mori stood by him, Kagome paused, and glanced at him. He held out his open palm, within it was the blossom he just plucked a few seconds ago. After a few moments Kagome fully turned towards him, looking down at the flower.
"…?" Reaching out Kagome took the flower, before looking up and questioning him, tilting his head.
"…" A light pink flushed into his cheeks. "To wear." He admitted to him that he plucked the flower for him to wear in his hair.
It was weird for a male to give another a flower to put in his hair, but he thought the pink would make Kagome's blue eyes stand out more—
He paused in his thoughts when Kagome's soft touch brushed across his cheek. His slender fingers touched his ear, before he pulled his hand away.
"…?" Mori looked down at him, wondering what he just did—He reached up to his head, only to feel the soft peddles of the flower against his touch.
Kagome's expression softened as he looked at him in thought. "I thought it was weird you wanted it in your hair—but it works." He nodded his head in agreement. With that said he turned away and started walking ahead of him, his black hair becoming a small black speck in the sea of pink once more.
"That's not what I meant." Mori mumbled to himself, and took a deep breath, sighing.
He lowered his hand, but he did not remove the flower. It rested behind his ear, easily spotted as it boldly stood out against his short black hair.
It was not what he meant—but he didn't mind…
The park was rather large, so it would take most of the day to go through the whole area. It didn't bother Kagome much, the idea that she would spend most of her day in nature and going through a park, in fact she was thrilled with the idea. She looked over at her date, the male strolling calmly beside her. A small smile appeared on her face, as she looked at him, before glancing to the other side, at the sun, that was just about to start dropping below the mountain ridge.
The sun will set soon, they have only a few more hours of light before it becomes dark. She looked up to the sky, and did not like how the clouds were beginning to churn and become darker. The scent of moisture was in the air, and she knew that it was going to rain…
They should head back, or else they would be caught in a thunderstorm.
She stopped in her tracks, a disappointed sigh escaping her lips. She did not want to leave, but she knew she had to. She wanted to walk through the whole park, every second she was in nature, reminding her of the past, but keeping her secret was more important than walking down memory lane.
Mori paused in his walk, just a few steps ahead of her when he realized that she was no longer walking with him. He looked towards her with a questioning glance.
She did not bring an umbrella. A small frown appeared on her face. She had nothing to protect herself and she would get wet—her shirt would get soaked in the rain. She would be exposed to her secret for all to see.
"We have to—" Her words were interrupted when soft music entered her ears. She paused and looked to the source of the noise.
A few feet away was the center of the park, were all the paths lead to eventually, not realizing that they were so close to it. In the center, was a large fountain, and standing on the rim was a violinist. His music was soft and soothing, as he serenaded the crowd that was slowly gathering around him. His violin case that was placed open below him, was slowly filling up with cash, as the people dropped their loose change and money inside.
After a few more seconds of listening to the sound, she heard a shuffle to her side, so she turned her head and looked.
"May I have this dance?" Mori softly bowed to her, and extended his hand towards her in a polite gesture. She just stared at his hand for a few moments.
Kagome glanced back up at the darkening sky, as the lolling sound of the music filled her thoughts. Her gaze lowered back down to the male who was still bowing before her. Raising her hand above his, a smile showed on her face.
"It would be my pleasure." Her heart fluttered in her chest as she placed her hand within his.
"…?" At first Mori seemed surprised that she said yes, but the shock quickly faded as his hand wrapped around her fingers gently. He stood up to his full height, looking down at her with a soft expression.
Her hand went to his shoulder, as his went to her waist, and as if it was as simple as breathing, her feet started to move. The floor and world around her began to shift and turn with the music that surrounded them. She didn't even bother to think about her feet and where to place them, instead, her gaze was focused solely on staring into deep smoky grey, as if in a trance.
The people didn't exist, the tress, the ground beneath her, and for the first time in a very long time, the past was forgotten. All that was left was Mori, her, and the music that guided our feet.
Kagome took in Mori, and how he looked in that moment, staring down at her with such a soft expression, it almost made her melt. Her body felt warm, even though the cool air was blowing around her from their soft and graceful movements. The Sakura Blossom that was still tucked behind his ear stood out, and the image made her smile.
It wasn't long until she was completely lost to everything around her, even the music was no longer there…
She wasn't sure how it happened, it might as well have been magic, but she was at peace, and happy. Her feet felt as if she was walking on air, and her smile grew when he gave her a small twirl. He pushed her away from him, and with a soft jerk he pulled her back towards him, and she collided into his rock hard chest with a hard thump—He suddenly dipped her very low, and she couldn't help but laugh in delight, taken by surprise as the ends of her hair swept across the ground.
When we stood back up, he placed both his large hands on either side of her waist, which caused her to squeak out in surprise. He smirked, and gave a deep chuckle at her reaction, before he lifted her up into the air, and spun her around. A joyous and happy laughter escaped her, as delight sparkled in her eyes as she looked down at Mori, who was also enjoying himself, laughing.
He slowly brought her back down to the ground, and it wasn't until her feet touched the earth that she realized that the music had stopped. A disappointed look over took her expression, as we stood there, his hands still on either side of her waist. He must have seen it, for he chuckled again.
"…?" He paused, and blinked, as if something was amiss. She felt his hands around her waist tighten slightly, and his eyebrows angled together in thought. "Your waist is smaller than I thought…" His words were more of a mumble, as if he was mostly talking to himself. Her eyes widened at his words- "And slender…" She felt his hands start to crawl up her sides, her breath hitching in her throat when his fingers glided against her ribcage, going even higher—
A thunderous roar ripped through the blackened sky, causing both of us to jump at the sound. Snapped out of her daze she quickly used the distraction and pulled away from his touch. Mori looked away from the sky and down at her questionably.
Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and Kagome cursed in her mind. She reached out, and just as her hand grasped his calloused one, another clash of sound bellowed in the sky.
Her feet took flight, yet her speed was hindered, for she was pulling Mori along for the ride. He did not question the quick retreat, for he was just as willing to get wet as she was—Another thunder clashed and she tried to pick up speed, Mori able to keep pace, which surprised her.
The park, which was crowded an hour ago, was a ghost town, all the people gone, to the shelter of their homes or indoors. Those that were foolish enough to stay outside, were now running for their lives like them, to their cars or other places of shelter so they could hide from the rain.
A few, she saw, was holding umbrellas over their heads, and she wanted to snarl, ripping them from their grasp so that she could have some cover from the rain—instead she opted to pick up her speed, if she could just get to the end of the park, and under a building or something, that would be enough cover to shield her from the –
A small drop landed on her cheek and her eyes widened.
"Fuc—" Another tremendous boom thundered in the sky, cutting off her swearing. She felt another touch of liquid splash the tip of her nose and she growled. She was too late—Too slow—She was nowhere near the exit to the park!
She skid to a halt, and glanced around. She cursed once more, seeing that she was surrounded by the lovely pink Cherry Blossoms. Having no other choice, she ran for cover underneath its pink flowers. No sooner then she stepped beneath its branches, the sky began to cry hard and powerful tears. She mumbled curses under her breath and she let go of Mori's hand.
She did not want to be underneath a tree—She felt a drop land on her cheek and she growled, rubbing the wet spot. They do not provide enough cover for her to be completely dry during a rainstorm—Another clash zapped her from her thoughts and she sighed.
She looked out at the path, and had to squint, just to try and make out the path that was just a few steps ahead of her. It was raining too hard, and the sky was being merciless to—another drop landed on her head and she growled- Today…
She felt another drop land on her person, so she took a large side step, to find a better spot. Her movement caused her to stand closer to Mori, but she didn't mind, enjoying the warmth his body was producing—A drop landed on her- She growled, wondering if she should go back to her previous—Another drop- spot. Maybe she—Drip— should. Her other—Drop – spot was bett—Drip— better.
She had to repress a rumble that threatened to escape her throat, as she was assaulted with more pelting rain from above her. She raised her arms, placing them around her, as she glared at the offending rain that was still pouring beyond the safety of the tree.
Stupid rain— She did not like the rain. It reminded her too much of that day… The day that Inuyasha betrayed her. A day she hoped she would forget, but every thunderstorm brought back the old scars. There is no way that she will ever forget that day-
She paused when she felt Mori move closer to her, and he draped his sleeveless hoodie over her, even though he was still wearing it, using it like a makeshift shield against the small drops. He wrapped his arm around her, his body so close to hers that it was keeping her warm from the chilled air.
She looked up at him, as if to question him, but when she saw that his face was slightly flushed, she couldn't stop the blood that quickly rushed into her cheeks as well. She sighed, and closed her eyes, accepting it, and leaned into him.
He closed his hoodie, and easily zipped up the large cloth around us, she made sure to keep her arms around her, as a guard between us, as her body was pressed against his chest. She sighed, instantly relaxing as his warmth surrounded her, and she rested her head against his chest.
Maybe rain wasn't so bad after all…
As soon as the thought entered her mind she internally shook her head, as if to rid herself of it, and her cheeks became hot suddenly.
What was she thinking…?
The thunder above us was becoming softer, and the pelting rain was starting to slow down. It seems that the rain might have been harsh, but it was not an everlasting storm—It will pass soon enough.
Good, because for some reason, being this close to Mori, made her mind wander, and become filled with thoughts that made her dizzy…
She felt Mori shift, as he raised one of his arms above us—She heard a soft snap, and several drops hit her on the head, and she cracked open one of her eyes, to look at him questioningly—She raised an eyebrow when a pink Sakura Blossom was in her line of vision.
His hand was dotted with specks of dew, and wet with moisture, from plucking the flower from the dripping, rain filled branch above. When he touched her cheek, the coolness and wet feel of his hand almost made her shiver. His caress went up her cheek, before his fingers grazed her ear, tucking the flower behind it.
"…?" She pulled away from him as much as she could, so that she could stare into his grey orbs, but the zipped up hoodie was only wide enough for her to barely move from her original spot. It gave just enough room for her to lean back—
His cooling touch went back down her cheek, and this time she did shiver. Her blue orbs locked on to his smoky grey, questioning him, yet all she got in response was an expression filled with such softness, she almost melted before him, her stomach churning with warmth.
Why was he looking at her like that…?
His rough hands became gentle, as he tentatively touched down her jawline. His eyes focused lower, as his thumb brushed across the bottom half of her lips. She felt her breath catch in her throat, and resisted the urge to stick out her tongue and lick her lips instinctively.
What was he…?
"Takashi…?" Her voice was unsure, as she mumbled his name.
"Kagome…" He slowly lowered himself, and as he did so his eyes were drifting close…
Her body became relaxed, as her eyes were closing as well—
A thunderous roar ripped through the blackened sky-
Shit-!
Her instinctive reaction was to curse as loud as she could inside of her mind as her eyes snapped open and she was jolted out of her daze, as if she was dreaming. She pushed him away, but the hoodie kept her in place, and her eyes grew in fear.
She felt trapped as her mind began to swarm, and another flash of light illuminated the area. She pushed again, suddenly feeling claustrophobic. She couldn't breathe—He pulled her to him, hugging her to his chest and she became stiff as a bored, inhaling sharply as if she was just stabbed.
She heard the groaning of his zipper as he pulled it down, now that she wasn't pushing against him and stretching the fabric—
She burst out of his hold the moment it was opened and she took several steps back. Her hazed mind was finally starting to clear, as she took several deep breaths, and the sound of the thunder was now nothing but soft drums, as it faded into the night sky.
She looked back towards Mori, and flinched, seeing the hurt in his eyes.
"I—I'm sorry." She shook her head, looking away from his painful expression. Was he just …? "I didn't…" And she was going to let him... She shook her head as a stabbing pain hit her in the chest. "I'm sorry—" She said again, and then she turned, her feet pounding the ground beneath her as she took off in a blur of speed, into the still pouring rain.
Whenever anything became too much for her, like always, she ran away…
" 'Ello, Saka's Pizzeria!"
"Saka…?" Kagome's voice was barely audible, as she gripped the payphone up to her lips like a life line.
"Kagome?" His tone held both confusion and worry.
"I need you to pick me up." She breathed heavily into the phone, a painful look crossing over her face. Both of her hands were gripping the phone so tightly that they turned pale white.
The sound of the pounding rain hitting the roof of the phone booth echoed in its small corridor, while outside was lit by the streetlights, every now and then a flash of lighting would light up the sky, followed by another thunderous roar.
"Sure, love. Where are you?" He asked.
Her hair was sticking to her forehead, and her clothes were soaked, exposing the wrapped covering that was placed across her now noticeably large chest—
"Karuizawa." She answered.
"Karuizawa!" Just as the words screeched though the phone, another clash of thunder erupted in the night sky.
She sighed, holding the phone as far away from her ear as she could, as the other end of the line began to shout curses that she didn't even know Saka knew …
"I hope they are staying out of the rain…" Mitsukuni had a worried look on his face as he stared out of the large window in the dining room. With him was Kyoya and the twins, all standing by the huge glass as they watched the rain continue to fall downward with no sign of letting up.
"Tamaki can't settle down…" Misuzu mumbled as he watched the prince pace back and forth in nervousness.
Haruhi was camped in her room, wearing a pair of headphones Kagome gave her, after her secret about thunderstorms was exposed. Her eyes were closed as she laid in bed, on the brink of falling asleep, a peaceful look on her face.
"I'm going to go pick them up…" Tamaki finally stopped pacing and pointed outside with a worried look on his face—
The door to the pension opened, and everyone looked over at the same time, their eyes going wide.
"Mori!" They all called his name, as they ran over to him.
He dragged himself inside, closing the door behind him, and sighed. He tipped his head to the side, and gently tapped his skull with his palm, trying to pound some of the rain water out of his ears—he felt the flower, which was now soaked in water, fall out from behind his ear and land on the wooden floor with a wet flop-
"…" Mori kneeled down and picked up the flower. As he looked at it his eyes fogged over-
"You are all wet!"
"How did the date go?"
"Are you alright?"
"Where's Kagome?"
The questions came to him all at once and he couldn't tell who was asking what—
"…" Mori paused, and stood up, glancing around the room for a moment, the last question catching his attention. "Kagome isn't here?"
"I guess this means the date didn't go so well…" Kyoya adjusted his glasses with a sigh.
The phone began to ring-
"Pension Misuzu." Misuzu, who was behind the counter, picked it up.
"Well…" Mori looked at the flower once more, a pain hit him in his chest and he sighed dejectedly.
"Eh? Kagome?" Hearing Misuzu call the host's name, everyone turned towards him, suddenly interested in the phone call, that moments ago, no one even noticed was ringing—"Mm-hmm." Misuzu nodded. "Yes." He hummed. "I'm so sorry to hear that." He paused. "Alright, I'll tell them." He then hung up the phone and sighed. "That was Kagome." Misuzu told everyone. "He says he's not feeling well, so he is going back home and going to stay in his apartment for the rest of spring break, and to look after Haruhi for him while she stays here." A pain hit Mori hard in the chest once more and he reached up, placing his hand over the spot, to try and sooth the feeling, yet it did not go away. "He says, and I quote 'if she has even one hair out of place, I am going to kill that foolish Prince.'."
"…" Tamaki gulped. "Why me!" He turned pale.
"…" Yet everyone else in the room, not counting Tamaki, who was wallowing in his own self-pity underneath the nearest table, was all staring at Mori.
"You screwed up, didn't you Mori?" The twins asked.
"What happened Takashi?" Mitsukuni had an overly concerned look on his face as he stared up at him with his large brown orbs.
"What did you do?" Kyoya was gazing at him with a calculating glare, yet something else was flashing beneath his dark orbs, yet it was gone when he adjusted his glasses back up to their rightful spot on his nose.
"…" Mori looked back down at the flower, avoiding their stares. His stomach felt cold, and he sighed, the pain in his chest becoming worse with every breath he took. He reached up and scratched his scalp, several water droplets falling onto the ground below with a small splash. He inwardly groaned, feeling a headache forming. "I'm going to bed…" He did not wish to talk about what happened with them right now.
He stared to walk forward, and the others moved out of his way. He looked down at the flower, as he twirled it between his fingers, his mind fogging over- He grunted when his leg hit one of the chairs, not watching where he was going.
"It must have been bad…" Mitsukuni said with a saddened look in his eyes.
"Yeah…" The twins nodded—they flinched when Mori yet again bummed into something—this time it was a table. "Real—" Mori almost tripped on one of the stairs as he was climbing them. "Real bad…"
To Mori it was the worst thing that had happened to him, other than Mitsukuni being angry with him—and it was all his fault…
He replayed the fearful look that was on Kagome's face, over and over again, and how he tried so desperately to push him—to get away- and each time the memory caused his heart to ache more and more.
All his fault… He was to blame…
Kagome stood outside the phone booth, purposely in the rain, so she could try and cool herself down. She had her head tilted upwards, her eyes closed, enjoying how the pelting rain was beating against her face like tinny needles, prickling her fair skin.
She was soaked. She felt cold both on the outside, and on the inside. Her body was shivering, to try and retain heat, yet she still continued to stand there and hold her head into the sky, as if awaiting answers to her never ending questions.
What happened today—What has been happening for a long time now… Ever since she has enrolled into Ouran—It had to stop…
She was changing, and she knew it. It was small at first, almost unnoticeable, but she began to change. Her hate and raged was fizzled out, like a campfire exposed to a rainstorm, similar to this one—All that was left of her anger was a smoldering simmer of smoke. All puff and no spark.
Her sadness… Her loneliness… it was being replaced with warmth and memories. The past was slowly losing its grip with her, and even in short moments, however frequent they may be, she was able to free her mind of the past and live in the present.
Who she was, who she came to be—how she turned out the way she was…
It was all changing, and she was becoming something she could only remember her being when she was innocent and naïve. She shook her head of the thought, and finally lowered her gaze back to the ground.
Her eyes became dull as she stared at the puddle that was forming in the middle of the alleyway beside her. She was not that way anymore—She was cold, and distant. No one could come near her—she never let them.
The club, those people, they were changing her into something she couldn't be anymore—Something that made her weak and venerable, and she couldn't be that way, if she was to survive.
She had to be tough, and constantly looking out for danger around every corner— A loud noise surrounded her and she jolted, quickly turning on her heels to look for the attacker who would dare come up from behind—She paused when she saw that no one was there, and the soft echoing of the thunderstorm was fading away, before another clash followed behind it, causing her to flinch.
If he was her to see her now, he would have found that to be amusing, and call her a fool…
She looked at her hands in thought, saddened by the idea that this is what she had become. This is who she was—this is all that she knew…
A soft blue glow coming from the alleyway beside her, caused her to pause. She saw a symbol appear on the side of the building, before a portal opened up—She walked down the darkened ally. Once she stood in front of the opening, a familiar scene came into her vision and she smiled to herself.
" 'Ello love." Saka was standing in his bar, a towel draped across his arm, waving to her with a smile on his face.
"Hey." She smirked, and stepped through the opening, when she did it quickly closed behind her.
"You are lucky Ryuu was here to make that portal for you." He draped the towel over her head and she nodded.
"Thanks." She reached up and began to dry her hair, the smell of alcohol, sweat, and blood mixing into her senses and she sighed in relief.
She knew going back to school would be a bad idea…
This is what she was accustom to. Demons, portals, smelly men, danger—It is all she knew, and all she could be now—She could not go back to a time where her mind was filled with nothing but school and other unimportant things—The image of Mori's hurt filled gaze appeared in her mind and she quickly shook the thought away.
She had no need for school—She had no need for the club—All they did was made her soft and weak, something she did not have the luxury of being anymore.
She did not need them. She was different now, and she should not live that way anymore. Her hopes and dreams, everything has drastically changed since she came back—
A soft touch went down her cheek, and she paused in her drying. She reached up and touched her heated flash, the memories coming back. She looked down at the ground sadly, before shaking her head.
She did not need them. She repeated. She was better off without them, bet or not, she was not going back to Ouran…
They made her act weird—feel things she hadn't felt in a long, long time, and it worried her…
She has to go back to what she is use to—to what she knows—She needed to get them out of her mind—
Mori was lying peacefully in his bed, asleep, and Kagome reached out and gave his chest a small shake.
"Takashi?" She called out to him when he didn't respond the first few times. "I can't sleep…"
"Mits…?" He mumbled something as he slowly opened his eyes and looked at her in a daze. He looked rather adorable like that—
She shook her head as the memory of last night came back into her mind, making her cheeks fill with warmth at the thought— She had to get him out of her mind. His soft touch, calm aura, caramel scent, and deep voice—She growled…
She had to hit something…
"Where are the Vipers?" Kagome asked, looking up at the bartender's amused expression as she pulled the towel off her head, smirking.