It's been a while! So this chapter is extra long, with some nice scenes ;p

Enjoy reading as usual!

Misato opened one eye and stared at Guren, who was still asleep. Her liver finally rejected the fact that she drank too much too fast. Misato slowly sat straight and sprinted to the toilet. She hurled up everything she ate and drank yesterday and the smell made her puke even more. "Uhh…" But she was really drunk, so Guren would believe her.

"You done?"
"Yikes!" She was surprised to see him standing behind her.
"Reminds me of that tuna sandwich."
"Fuck off." Guren chuckled.
"What did you do yesterday to get that hammered?"
"Went clubbing with Norito."
"Oh?" Guren raised an eyebrow.
"You jealous?"
"No."
"I can see it in your eyes." He turned serious.

"Norito is in the hospital. He got stabbed when he was on his way home. Shigure called me." Misato's eyes widened. It was plausible. Horn could've just stabbed him and left.
"Wh-what?!" "I need to choose carefully. Horn said they took a cab home. Will I follow that or make something up?" "How's that possible?" Misato fished for some information.
"I don't know, you tell me." He wasn't giving her any. Misato decided to play dumb. With her hands in her hair, still confused and drunk, she gave off a bewildered look.

"I don't know how that's possible… I remember that we took a cab… I know I got home… he was supposed to be home already… I need to call him!" "Calm down."
"What do you mean calm down?! He's in the hospital because of me!"
"He isn't in the hospital."
"Huh?" Misato stared at Guren and he returned to the living room. "Wait! What do you mean?!" He sighed.
"I was lying. He's fine." "How weird to just admit that suddenly." Misato clenched her fists and got up.
"Is there a reason for you to be so rude to me?!"
"Rude? Odd." Misato had trouble keeping her calm. "He's testing me!" "By the way, what did you mean with 'he's hurt because of me'?" It was still in the middle of the night and Misato lost it.

"Get out." He looked at her like she had said something weird. "Are you deaf?! Get out of my house! How dare you to treat me like this! I have an enormous headache and what are you even testing me for?! What did I do to deserve this?!" Guren stood up.
"I'm sorry. Much has happened and I'm kind of confused. I'll be honest with you. They found O negative blood at the crime scene yesterday and you're an official suspect."

"I'll go get some breakfast for you."
"The stores are closed right now."
"Oh.. Yeah. Sorry." He obviously looked confused and filled with regret.
"Don't worry about it…" Misato was just glad that he didn't repeat his last question. They both felt like shit. "I need some fresh air." Misato started.
"I don't think that's-"
"I'm not going to run away." She briskly cut him off. "I'll just be out in the back." Misato didn't have a garden, just some square meters of grass with a wooden fence around it. "Stay here." She snapped when he tried to get up. He looked surprised but obeyed. "You can look at me through the window if you're afraid I'll run."
"That's not-"

"I don't want to hear it." She was angry and felt sick to her stomach. It wasn't even the alcohol that was bothering her. Someone had tried to kill her. The only reason she was still alive because she had that strange power. And it was taking its toll. As soon as she was outside, she laid down in the grass. Misato almost passed out and she was sweating a lot. Her breathing got ragged. As expected, continuing like everything was going well was impossible. "Stupid Guren…. Ghh…" Her eyes got heavy and Misato slowly fell into oblivion.

"Is it fun, playing in your own casino sir?" Akito sighed.
"Old habits die hard I guess." The Brotherhood of the thousand nights owned several casinos all over the world and is was their main income of money. Sometimes, Akito would visit a certain Sumeragi casino and played a few hours before spending the night in the penthouse. He was bored and didn't feel like going to the penthouse upstairs yet.
"I couldn't help but notice you're alone now, you brought-"
"Don't speak about her."
"O-ok." The dealer shut his mouth and drew a card.
"I should be meeting an old friend in a few hours. The guy has dark blue hair so you'll notice him. Let me know when he's here." Akito stood up and left the table.

Sunrays shone through the curtains and Misato turned around. "Hmmm?" As she pulled up her blanket, her eyes shot open. "What am I doing in my bed?!" Misato stared at her nightstand and saw a plate with food. There was a note next to it. 'Got you lunch, you passed out in your garden yesterday. I'll be back later to check on you.' A little 'I'm sorry' was written below. Guren had a nice handwriting for a guy, Misato noticed.

Even though it was sweet and boyfriend-ish to give her lunch like that, Misato didn't feel like they were a couple at all. She heard the door open. Footsteps came closer and eventually, the door opened. Guren looked surprised to see she was still in her bed. "It's 3 in the afternoon, how can you still be in bed." He noticed that she had the note in her hands. "Just woke up huh."

"I… uh… uhm…" Misato muttered and Guren ran a hand through his hair. He wore sweatpants with a black v-neck shirt. Guren caught her staring. "These are comfortable okay. Normally I wear them sometimes at home."
"They look…. comfy." Guren was a little taken aback by her comment.
"You can't have them, nor will I take them off for you."
"I didn't want you to take them off pervert, I have my own pair of sweatpants." Misato rolled out of bed and walked over to her closet. She froze. "Wait…. I don't remember undressing myself before laying outside." Misato glared at Guren. "You sick pervert."

"Oh please. Like I enjoy undressing an unconscious woman. It's much more fun when she's awake and moaning my name. Besides, you were snoring after I put you to bed. Not in my right mind would I have touched you or anything." Misato blushed heavily.
"W-well, don't stare!"
"You're odd Misato. Like I would just stare if I wanted to do something." He stepped closer and grabbed her wrist. In a swift motion, he threw her on the bed and towered over her. Holding her wrists above her head, he placed kisses on the nape of her neck.
"H-hey! Stop that!" Guren obeyed with a grin. He let her go and walked out of her room. He quickly stole a croissant that was on Misato's night stand. "Rude!" She could hear him laugh in the living room.

"What the fuck is that?" Misato walked into the living room with a croissant in her mouth and proudly wearing sweatpants with a watermelon print all over.
"I thought you were a detective. These are watermelons." Guren rubbed his temples in frustration.
"What a moodkiller."
"You're a moodkiller. If you wanted to get laid you could've just said so."
"If you're offering it like that….."
"I'm not in the mood."
"Fuck you."
"Another time please." Guren groaned in frustration. Misato chuckles. "Thanks for taking care of me… again."

"Yeah, I noticed that your cast is off, you heal pretty fast."
"Y-yeah." He was staring at her.
"We questioned Norito a few hours ago. It seems your alibi is solid." "Fuck yes! Oh my god something works for once!" Misato hid her happiness and nodded.
"Good to hear. I should apologize to him since he had to go to the department because of me."
"Stop talking about him." Suddenly, Guren seemed agitated and he crossed his arms.

"You're adorable Guren." At the sound of his name and the word 'adorable' his cheeks turned a light shade of pink. Misato laughed and sat next to him, caressing his cheek with her hand. He glared at her. "Gheheh." Guren awkwardly looked the other way. "How's your arm?" Misato asked then.

"It's ok. I'll be fine. Next week I'll have a checkup on my stomach." He smiled. "If everything is okay then I can officially have sex again." Misato stared at him.
"I can't believe that you would mention something like that so casually."
"I also hate those watermelons."
"Ouch. How can you hate watermelons? They're super awesome."
"Pfffffft." Guren couldn't contain his laugh. "You're an idiot Misato."
"But I'm your idiot." She took his face in her hands and planted a kiss on his lips. He roughly kissed back and it became a battle for dominance. Misato moved on top of him and gasped for air, before gently kissing the side of his neck. That turned into lightly sucking his skin and Guren let out a strained breath. "Damn that's hot." Misato muttered as she continued to tease him.

"I… thought that you weren't in the mood."
"Yeah, but that noise you just made is a serious turn on."
"S-shut up." Misato hung above Guren as she suddenly felt her stomach sting.
"Ugh!" As she grabbed her stomach, she lost her balance and fell of the couch. "Woa- ouch!"

"Are you okay?" Guren asked surprised.
"Yeah.." But she didn't make an effort to stand up again. Her face grimaced and Guren quickly got up.
"You… on your period?" Misato looked at him in annoyance.
"No. My stomach just hurts…" Guren nodded and sat on top of her, moving her shirt up. "H-hey." He kissed her stomach and slowly trailed down.

"Tell me to stop." Guren said suddenly. "Otherwise… I won't be able to hold back." Misato stared at him with her cheeks flushed.
"Jesus Christ… Don't look at me like that…" Her body tinged at his touch and she had trouble staying cool. "You can tie me up next week and do whatever you want with me. It'll be risky if you do anything now and that wound isn't completely healed yet." Guren blushed heavily.
"Holy shit… giving me permission to do anything… Is a serious mistake." He said with a grin.
"Get off me fool."

Suddenly, the doorbell rang and Misato quickly got up. "Who could it be?" She was cautious. If it was someone from the Syndicate she would close the door and call for help. Misato slowly opened the door and looked directly at a broad chest. Her eyes widened in shock when she looked up and recognized the man that was looking at her. "T-To-" Before she could say anything, he had grabbed her face and stole her lips. "Mhhhmm!" After a few seconds, he withdrew with a smile. "T-Toshi…."

"Oi! What do you think you're doing to my girlfriend?!" Guren stood in the hallway and saw the whole meeting. He was pissed.
"You never told me you had a boyfriend Misato." The tall man started surprised. "I'm Toshihiro Sugita." He introduced himself politely. He had dark blue hair and was pulled back and tied together. His hair seemed to have trouble staying there though. He wiped his bangs to the side and grinned. Misato looked back at Guren, blushing in shame.

"He's…. my ex. Uhm…. we dated a few years ago. When I was in the army, he was a doctor there. I haven't seen him for… two years." The tall man called Toshihiro nodded. Guren didn't buy it yet.
"Ex? So why is he kissing you then?" Misato looked at the dark blue haired doctor.
"Y-yeah…."
"I had a talk with you-know-who last night." "So he's back with the Brotherhood." The black haired man behind Misato was getting pissed. He didn't understand the situation and the fact that the intruder had kissed his girlfriend drove him mad. "And… I guess I kinda missed you. I'll apologize, I thought you were single."

"You were always an impulsive guy, I forgive you." Misato said with dark cheeks.
"Well I don't." Guren interrupted. "She's mine asshole. I suggest you keep your distance before I'll kick your ass." Toshihiro laughed.
"You? Kick my ass? Look at your arm! Did you get shot? No way you'll kick my ass in that shape." Guren growled as he got between Misato and Toshi and glared at the latter.

"Stop it you two. You should go to a bar sometime and hang out. I'm sure you'll get along." She looked at the blue haired man. "He won't kiss me anymore, otherwise I'll kill him myself." Guren was satisfied with Misato's words and huffed.
"Yeah, seems like a good idea. What's your name, boyfriend?"
"Guren Ichinose."
"So Toshi, what brings you here."
"I wanted to have a chat with you, but it seems you're occupied right now. Are you free tonight?"
"I… guess…" "Good, I'll pick you up around 8." The tall doctor turned around and waved. "I like your melon sweatpants by the way!" Guren shut the door and pushed Misato against the wall.

"Back to where we left off." He said in a commanding voice and leaned against the wall with his left arm, preventing Misato to escape.
"What about-"
"I don't care about my injuries. I'm done waiting."

"Yo."
"What's up Toshi."
"She's with Ichinose Aki. I don't need to be with her now. I'll pick her up at 8."
"Alright. Kazuya is keeping an eye on the Syndicate. If they try to kill her, we'll know."
"You let things go too far Aki. She's your-"
"That's enough. I made her an asset. I don't know if you read Kise's report, but that power will evolve. In a few weeks, she'll join our raid and we'll kill all those vampires." Toshi stopped in his tracks.
"Are you insane?!"
"I've been preparing for this. It'll work."
"Hmmm... If you say so. Still, I don't think this is a good idea."
"Trust me. The Sumeragi casino's will bloom once again. Those filthy vampires will be crushed."

Guren ripped off the melon sweatpants and pushed her on the bed. "We shouldn't-"
"Shut up." He quickly looked under the bed and spotted a brown box. "Funny how everyone keeps that shit under their beds." He ripped of the lid and his eyes widened when he saw the content. "You sick-" Misato looked away.

"Almost all of that was from T-Toshi." Guren narrowed his eyes.
"Who wore this?" He pulled out a collar with a metal heart-lock on it. Misato smiled uneasy.
"...he did."
"Jesus Christ…"
"Don't judge me."
"Strip." Guren ordered.

"I'll make you forget all about that bastard."
"Don't be so jealous."
"No one kisses my girlfriend in front of me." He stepped closer and put the collar around her neck, attaching a rope to it which he tied to the bed. Misato had to admit, a possessive bed partner was a turn on.
"Ugh. Why the hell not." She sighed and surrendered herself to him. Guren still had his clothes on, but got on top op Misato either way. He gently kissed her, surprising the woman below him. She tugged at his shirt. "Take that off."
"Hmmm." He muttered between kisses on her collarbone and was about to travel down. He moved her body up and pushed her knees apart. "You're so wet." Misato looked away.
"So what." Guren grabbed a bottle of lube and covered his fingers.

"I want that Ichinose out of the way." Crowley crossed his arms and looked at Ferid.
"What do you suggest?"
"I don't know, you can take care of it. I know you want to anyway." Ferid grinned.
"Consider it done~"

"Ah.." Misato moaned as Guren entered her. Her right hand was entwined with his as he pushed all the way in.
"How do you like that huh?" He whispered in her ear, making her shiver. It was the first time they were intimate without being drunk and Misato felt a little uncomfortable. The heat was gradually rising and she clenched her sheet. "Ah.." Guren groaned and sped up, his cheeks rosy.

"So..hot…" Misato groaned exasperated. Guren grinned as he gave a sloppy kiss on her lips. Then his eyebrows knit together. He slowed down and looked worried at Misato.
"You okay?"
"I feel like I'm on fire down there…" She gasped. Guren's eyes widened.
"It stings.." Misato pushed him off of her and tried to get of the bed, but the collar pulled her right back. Guren on the other hand, ran towards the bathroom. "C-cold water!" He panicked. As soon as Misato escaped from her restraints, she sprinted towards the shower as well.

"That wasn't lube you fool! That was massaging oil that warms your body!"
"How am I supposed to know that?!" Guren exclaimed as he turned on the water.
"It's not for internal use you fucking moron! My pussy is on fire you-" As she cursed some more, it turned into a fight for cold water. Guren wore a bewildered look on his face as he clumsily tried to cool his genitals.
"Ahhh damn…."

10 minutes later, the two sat downstairs with a pack of ice on their junk. They both sat in silence. "This is karma I guess…" Guren didn't reply as he stared angrily at the floor. The bandages on his arm were wet and ruined. "His own fault." Misato thought. Another silence. Guren rubbed his temples and stood up.
"I'm going home."
"O-okay." Misato was rather surprised. He had barged in in the first place, but this was rather odd. "Are you okay?" Guren looked at her.
"... No."
"Want to talk about it?"
"It's none of your business."
"...Alright." Without saying anything else, Guren grabbed his stuff and went home, leaving a confused Misato behind.

As soon as Guren got home, he grabbed a bottle of whiskey and sat down on his couch. "Today… should've been our 3rd year anniversary." Guren blinked back a few upcoming tears. He had known Mahiru longer, but today should've been a special day. He grabbed his phone and called his best friend. "Shinya, you free tonight?"