Touko's POV

What does N want to talk about? He looks pretty serious about whatever it is. I hope it's nothing major. "Come on. Tell me. What do you want to talk about?" I urged as we sat down on N's bed. N sighed as he set his cane against the wall.

"Touko, how do you feel right now?" N asked.

"Feel? I feel fine" I said thoughtfully.

"I mean, how do you feel inside? Your heart, does it feel sad?" N questioned softly. My heart? What's he blabbering on about?

"My heart? Does it feel sad? I don't think so. I don't fully understand what you're trying to ask." N groaned out in frustration. I looked at him with a questioning gaze. He glanced at me and suddenly grabbed me by the shoulders.

"I want to know if you want to cry. Do you just want to cry, scream at me, laugh insanely? I know you want to do something, but what?" N said desperately.

"What are you talking about?" I said harshly.

"Today, Cheren, he cried in front of me. He freakin' cried for Arceus sake. Cheren doesn't show his emotions like you said, but he let them freely flow today. I want to know if you feel like that. Ever since I woke up, the only emotions you ever showed were happiness, annoyance, love, and maybe you cried for like two minutes but that's it. Are you locking up your true feelings? Are you screaming on the inside? Why won't you just show me how you feel? I want to help you" N said. His blue eyes searched mine for answers. He looked so lost and confused but also hurt and betrayed. Truthfully, I never even thought about how I felt. I was overjoyed that N came home, but did I feel any negative emotions? I thought about it. I was angry at N for letting himself get taken, but also angry at myself for letting him get taken. I was also sad. He was home, so I shouldn't be sad anymore but I was a little down. Besides having a mental break down on the first day he was kidnapped, I never really cried or anything while searching for him. Maybe since I kept my sadness buried deep in my heart, it was trying to finally get free. Before I knew it, I could feel tears running down my face. N was doing is best to wipe them away with his thumbs. "You can yell, scream, punch, kick, or do anything you want to me." I couldn't help but laugh a little.

"You big idiot" I said while grabbing his shirt similarly to the way Cheren did earlier. I buried my face in his chest and sobbed. N stroked my hair and whispered sweet nothings in my ear to calm me down. I screamed once or twice and pounded on his chest for a little bit out of anger, but mostly just cried. I felt N shift his position, and he pulled me down on top him as he lay on the bed.

"Don't cry" he mumbled. If anything, I cried even harder. My emotions were finally being released after a whole month of keeping them bundled up deep inside.

"Idiot. Idiot. Idiot" I repeatedly cried. N lifted my chin up to look up at him after a while. We stared into each other's eyes, and he leaned down and kissed my cheeks then forehead.

"Show me a smile" he said sweetly. I kept staring at him. He smiled at my actions. N slowly leaned down and tenderly kissed me on the lips. I started to smile. He pulled away and looked at me. "There it is" he announced. I rolled my eyes. They felt heavy. The next thing I knew was that I was waking up in N's arms as the moonlight shone down on us through the window. My eyes widened. Did I fall asleep? I must have. I wonder what time it is? I tried to shift my body to look at the digital clock on the night stand but failed in turning my body around. N's arms around me tightened, and they pulled me closer to his body. My face was pushed against his neck. I glanced up at N's sleeping face. This almost felt like that one time when I was thirteen, and N wouldn't let go of me even though I told him to. Wait a second! N said he fell in love with me when I was eight, so was he holding me on purpose or on instinct? That pervert! I angrily glared at N's sleeping face. His bangs hung loosely over his eyes, and his mouth was open a little bit. I could easily hear him breathing. I sighed. He looked so peaceful. I could never stay mad at him when he looked angelic.

"Stupid N, why can't I stay mad at you?!" I whispered to myself furiously. I bent my head a little to rest against N's shoulder. I stared at our bodies in silence. Only until a little while later, did I notice what we were wearing. N wore nothing but his boxers. I, however, was wearing one of N's white shirts. It reached down to the middle of my thighs. My face reddened. Did N see me in my bra and underwear? Oh god! What bra and underwear was I wearing today?! I quickly but carefully, to not disturb N and wake him up, pulled up the edge of the shirt. I squinted my eyes to try and get a better look at the piece of clothing, for it was hard to see it in the dark. My eyes widened in fear as I realized that I was wearing my black bra and underwear. They were one of my sexier looking pair. I could have fainted right then and there if I knew that N saw them for sure, but I wasn't sure so fainting was not going to happen at the moment. I closed my eyes and prayed that in the morning when I asked N about who undressed me that it wouldn't be him.

In the morning…

I turned over in the bed with a groan. I stretched out as much as I could before hitting a solid object with my hand. I heard a grunt before a moaning noise. The solid object disappeared from out under my hand. I snapped my eyes opened then pushed myself up, so I sat on my knees. My gaze landed on N, who was sitting up and rubbing his face. His face must have been the object I whacked with my hand. My hands flew to my mouth in horror as blood seeped out of N's nose. "I am so sorry" I screeched. I didn't mean to hit him that hard. I jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. I frantically scanned the room. A washcloth appeared in my line of sight, and I snatched it off the edge of the tub before shoving it under the running water. I went back to N's room and climbed onto the bed. I reached his side in no time. I gently rubbed the blood off his face. He stared at me the whole time.

"That was some wakeup call" he joked once I pulled my hand away from his face. There was a goofy grin on his face.

"It was an accident" I said.

"I know" N said. He leaned in and kissed me. I kissed back, and I was about to step the kissing up a notch before remembering that I needed to ask N about who undressed me yesterday. I pulled away from N, and he looked disappointed. I smirked.

"So lover boy, who undressed me yesterday?" I asked. N face turned a light shade of pink.

"I did" he muttered, clearly embarrassed. My face heated up at the confession. I was silently panicking too.

"So you saw my bra and underwear?" I squeaked out. N stared at me for a second before I saw his eyes slowly travel down my body and back up. Was he checking me out? Or was he imagining me in my bra and underwear?!

"Yes" N said so quietly that I almost didn't hear him. My face heated up, and I could see his get a little redder too. I also noticed his nose start to bleed again.

"N?!" I whined out in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry! I just thought you would be more comfortable in something different. I didn't mean any harm. Please, don't hit me" he shrieked and shielded his face with his arms. I was so angry at him that I didn't notice myself raising a fist. I sighed.

"I'm not going to hit you" I said calmly. N moved his arms away from his face and observed me like he wasn't sure if I was telling the truth or not. He seemed ready to protect himself in case I was lying. "I guess I shouldn't be too mad" I said as I slowly inched my hand forward with the washcloth. N's gazed landed on my approaching hand and flinched away. The rag was finally only a centimeter from resting on his skin. N stayed frozen in place. I quickly pushed the rag forward before N could move and wiped the fresh blood off his face. "I mean this is sort of, in a way, the way you would see me in a bikini."

"Y-Yeah" N agreed. I finished cleaning his face off and leaned towards him with a grin on my face.

"Maybe you'll see me like this again real soon" I whispered seductively in his ear. I pulled back to see N's eyes wide as saucers. I got up off the bed. "I'm going to get a shower" I said with a wink. "Oh and don't tilt your head back. We don't want the blood going down your throat. Also, give your nose one vigorous blow into a tissue. We don't want there to be a blood clot." N only nodded as I walked out of the room and to the bathroom. I turned on the hot water, and it streamed out of the shower head. I stepped inside after stripping down to nothing. I thoroughly washed my hair and body before turning off the water and stepping back out. I grabbed the extra towels N kept in here and dried my body. Once it was dry, I wrapped the towel around my body and wrapped my hair with the other. I silently cursed myself for forgetting to grab some clothes to change into. I would have to go the whole way back to N's room and dig through his drawers for my extra set of clothes that I kept here for emergencies. I opened the bathroom door and silently crept to N's room. Hopefully, he left and wasn't still in there. I opened the door and walked inside. N was sitting on the bed as he stared at me wide eyed. Arceus, how could I be so stupid? Of course he wouldn't leave. He can barely walk at the moment. He needs a cane for crying out loud! I avoided meeting his eyes as I walked over to the dresser like nothing out of the ordinary was happening. I opened the drawers and rummaged through them until I found my extra clothes. I heard a growl behind me. I turned around. N's eyes hungrily looked at me as the growling continued to escape past his lips.

"Why do you like to torture me?" he growled out. I could sense the need in his voice. "Why do you do this to me?" I walked up to him and pinched his cheek.

"Patience is key. Besides, teasing you is fun" I sung out. I left N sitting on the bed. I could feel his eyes burning a hole in the back of my head as I left. From the way he looked at me earlier, I could tell that if he didn't have trouble walking or standing up, then he would have me pinned against a wall right now. I really hated doing all this to N, but he was just going to have to wait. I went into the bathroom and quickly got dressed then did my hair. I walked out not even five minutes later. I went back into N's room to see him on his back staring at the ceiling.

"Mrs. Harmonia or Mrs. Gropius? Which do you like better?" he said without looking at me. I sounded them out loud to test them out.

"Mrs. Harmonia sounds better on my tongue" I said. He sat up and reached for my hand. He grabbed it and pulled me down. He started to kiss me like it was the last time we would ever kiss again. I wrapped my hands around his neck, and my fingers tangled in his hair as I deepened the kiss. We parted once there was a desperate need for oxygen. We both smiled at each other as our forehead rested against each other.

"Mrs. Harmonia, I love you" N said.

"I'm not Mrs. Harmonia yet but soon. I promise. Oh and N?" I said cheekily.

"Hm?"

"I love you too" I said truthfully before leaning back in for another kiss.

A/N: The End. So touching. Please leave a review. Tell me how you like my story whether it is about the whole thing or a chapter. Flames are welcome. Oh, and visit my poll for something to go along with this story.