Once morning arrived, Takasugi was awoken by movement on the bed. Lazily opening his eye he found that he was laying on his side instead of his back; facing Kinu. The girl was sitting on the edge of the bed, with her back to him. From what he could tell, she was unbuttoning her shirt. Well, his shirt. Sitting up, the man ran a hand through his hair. Kinu glanced at him over her shoulder and paused. The girl did not say a word, and neither did he. Sighing, Takasugi got out of the bed, and started from the room. He needed coffee.

When he left the room, Kinu continued to redress herself, opting to take a shower at home. It was early enough to do so, and she would have to leave soon anyway. Her house was a bit out of the way, but she could manage it. Of course, she did not want to ask the man for a ride. Once she had her uniform back on, Kinu left the room. Her bag had been on Takasugi's side of the bed, as well as her outfit, so she had to move to the opposite side of the bed before dressing. She also made his bed, just because it was always organized when she saw it.

She figured the last one out should do it anyway. Walking down the hall, she smelled the deep aroma of fresh coffee, and in a matter of seconds, she found Takasugi leaning against the counter waiting for a fresh pot to finish brewing. He peered at her as she approached, and sat at a small table. Since he didn't seem like he was going to say anything, she decided to speak first.

"Morning."

The man nodded, and turned to face the coffee maker. It was odd, that he was not just going to drink a canned coffee, but the girl did not comment. His kitchen was just a small strip of counter space, with a burner, and a mini refrigerator under the counter. There was plenty of cabinet space over and below the white stone countertop, and it was a typical apartment set up.

He must not be a morning person. Kinu tried not to stare at his bare back too hard. If she studied him any more intensely, he would probably feel her eyes. Of course, he had his boxers on still, but his muscles were well defined, and for a second Kinu felt like her mother; "You must work out a lot, ne?". That would not be the best question right now. What was with her mother and commenting on people's muscles? It really did seem like an unhealthy obsession at times. Maybe because her dad was a flabby mess of alcohol. Not that he was fat, but Kinu did not know how he wasn't.

Takasugi poured himself a cup of coffee, and in a matter of seconds, he had one for Kinu as well. He joined her at the table, and slid her cup in front of her. The man was not even sitting properly. He had one foot resting on the chair with him, and leaned back, draping his arm over his knee. Kinu thanked him for the drink, and the two started to slowly consume the coffee in silence. At first, the girl burned her tongue, but did not make it known. She simply wanted to tell him she would not be going to school today. Moments passed, and Takasugi poured himself another cup. Kinu remained in place; waiting for her's to cool down a bit.

When he reseated himself at the table, she started.

"I'm going to leave soon, hope I wasn't too much of a bother."
Takasugi focused his olive eye on her, seeming to be amused by her implication of getting in the way. A slight smirk played on his lips, but he did not respond.
Holding his gaze with her own, Kinu pushed her dark bangs behind her ear.
"Plus, I'm not going to school today. Onii-Chan already knows, so it's okay."

Raising an eyebrow to the girl, Takasugi raised his coffee to his lips. When he placed the cup back on the table, he nodded.
"Why?" The man's voice was low, probably because he was still tired. He studied Kinu, taking the rare opportunity to view her right eye. The girl's eyes were both blue, yet her hidden eye was a touch darker than the other was.

"The old man at the shop is taking a few days off for father's day. Every year he visits his son's grave, and 'shares' their old routine with him. Eating, talking, that sort of thing. He even plays cards with the grave. Says it makes him happy, and he can tell his son is there."

Takasugi nodded, and glance back at the pot of coffee. It was almost gone.
"Yeah, but why aren't you going to school?"
"To run the shop. I've got the keys, and if I don't he'll lose business." The girl stated, before raising her coffee to her lips. She finished her cup, and glanced at the coffee pot as well.
"Do you want any more?" She asked, and Takasugi shrugged.
"You can take it. Doesn't matter."

It was obvious that he did. Standing up, Kinu grabbed the pot, and moved back to the table. She split the remaining coffee between their cups, giving Takasugi the most. He smirked down at his cup, as Kinu rinsed the coffee pot out, and threw away the grounds and filter. When she sat back at the table, Takasugi glanced at her once more.

"Do you want a ride?"

A slight smile played on the girl's lips, and she shook her head.
"I'll be fine. But a knife would be nice."

A moment of silence passed, and Takasugi raised an eyebrow to her. He nodded; his smirk widening with each passing second. When he asked about size, Kinu shrugged, saying something small. Takasugi nodded again, finishing his coffee, and standing up. The man walked away, and Kinu finished her drink as well. Standing up, she grabbed his cup, and washed it as well as hers. When she placed them in the dish rack, a pair of arms snaked around her waist.

"You didn't have to do that."
Glancing at the man over her shoulder, Kinu placed a hand on the counter.
"Hm."
Cool metal pressed against her skin under her uniform shirt, and she found the man was holding the requested blade to her stomach. The girl peered down at his hands; one firmly held her back against Takasugi, and the other was trailing small painful circles on her abdomen. The blade ventured farther south, falling to the joint of her legs before being dragged up, and over her shirt. Takasugi trailed a short line up the length of her throat, and murmured into her ear.

"Only use this on other people... And if you intend to kill..."
Kinu tilted her head to the side, as he teased her with the knife. The man pushed her hair away from her neck with the blade, pleased to see he had left a small bruise on her where he had bitten. He scraped the edge along the length of her neck, receiving a small pant in response.
"This is one of the best places to stab... It's a major muscle..."
He murmured, pressing the point of the blade into her the side of her neck.
"This is the External jugular..."
Moving the blade closer to her throat, he pressed it to her skin once more.
"And this is the Anterior jugular... On both sides..."

When he stopped, Kinu placed a hand on his forearm. His arm was still wrapped around her waist, and he placed the blade in her hand on the counter.
"Remember that." He commanded, offering a light squeeze before releasing the girl and starting away. She glanced after him, and shifted her attention to the black switchblade. A moment was spared to examine the wooden handle, and rugged points at the start of the blade. Kinu then pressed the small lever, and closed it. She slipped it into her bag by the table, and turned to follow Takasugi.

He was holding a square of clothes, and standing outside of the bathroom when she found him. The man stopped and gazed at her as she leaned against the wall in front of him.
"Thanks."
Takasugi nodded, and Kinu placed a hand on his chest. She offered a light kiss, just under his jaw. Averting his gaze, Takasugi waited for the girl to pull back. There wasn't enough time to start thinking things like... Well, what he was thinking.
"I'll see you later..." Kinu murmured against his skin as she moved away. Her fingertips barely grazed down his abs as she did, and Takasugi felt excitement rise within him. Kinu turned and started back down the hall, glancing back at him once more.

Another cold shower.

A/N: Wooo! Bonding! Lol
It won't take long now- It's gonna happen! (Can't you tell? lol)

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