The idea I had for this drabble was curious, but innocent, young teens without any M rated content.

Rika enjoyed the slow mornings of her last week of summer break. After getting up, she had taken a shower and ate a light breakfast. Now she was sitting on her futon, her back leaned against the wall, she was reading a book which would be the topic of her literature classes once school started again. Next to her was a writing pad, where she would occasionally scribble down some notes about parts that seemed interesting or important to her. She found the book rather intriguing and started to ignore her surroundings while reading through the pages. The sound of the doorbell wasn't even enough to stop her reading, and she ignored it. It was only when the door to her room slid open that she tore her eyes away from the book.

In the doorway stood a tired looking Takato, her boyfriend. She quickly glanced over him, he was wearing khaki shorts and a simple blue t-shirt, but most noticeable to her were the bags under his eyes, he clearly didn't have a good night's rest.

Rika stood up as Takato walked into her room. "Hi, your grandma let me in." he greeted her.

"Hi, nice to see you." she said as she leaned into him for a hug. Rika hummed appreciatively as Takato gave her a nice and firm hug. They shared a chaste kiss on the lips, and the faint stubble on Takato's chin and cheeks tickled her pleasingly.

"You look like a Digimon swiped the floor with you," she commented on his tiered and kind of dishevelled look.

"Yeah, sorry about that," he said, smiling sheepishly, while scratching his neck, "but you know since dad hurt his ankle I have to do more work in the bakery and yesterday it got a bit late."

Rika smiled briefly and sat down on her futon, she patterned the place besides her, inviting Takato to sit with her. "sometimes you are too nice for your own good. Seriously, you need to learn to say no sometimes."

Takato ignored her comment and sat down next to her, as he was lowering himself down a jolt of pain shot through his shoulder blades and he hissed in pain noticeably. Rika looked at him expectingly with a raised eyebrow. Takato put on a brave smile, "I'm just a bit stiff, I'm not used to kneading that much dough."

Rika was still watching him intensely and he couldn't hold her gaze, with a blush he looked away and was looking for something to change the topic. He noticed the book next to her. "Did I disturb your reading?"

Rika hrmpfd, "not really, it's just a book I have to read for school."

"Is it good?" he asked.

"Actually, it's quite interesting for a book you have to read for school." She handed him the book. "The Makikóka Sisters by Jun'ichiro Tanizaki" he read to himself. "It's a tragic novel that really shows the change of society just before the beginning of World War II." she explained to him.

"That sounds fascinating." unfortunately, at the same time a yawn escaped his mouth, as the slight lack of sleep took a toll on his body.

"You sure about that?" she gazed again at him, her eyebrow raised.

"Yes, I mean it, it's just you know bakery and stuff, makes me kind of tiered, but I like hearing you talk about things that you like." He said while smiling warmly at her.

Rika put her hand on his thigh, which made him blush heavily. "Seriously, gogglehead, I think it's really cute that you want to help your family, but don't neglect yourself." She said and kissed his temple.

Takto wanted to lean more into Rika hoping to share a few more kisses, but another jolt of pain shot through his back. Rika hugged him and started to chew on her lower lip as a thought crossed her mind. It wasn't the first time that a thought like that came to her, sometime in her dreams she saw Takato and herself in quite "interesting" scenarios, more often than not it involved Takato being partially undressed. She decided, that this time she would not hesitate and follow her heart.

"Take your shirt off." She said to Takato, blushing.

"What?" said Takato surprised, his face becoming beet red.

"You heard me, just let me do this for you." she said harsher than she wanted to and averting her eyes from Takato's.

Hesitantly, Takato's fingers fiddled with the hem of his shirt, still nervous he slowly pulled it over his head. Rika's gaze was glued to the skin that was revealed when he took off his shirt, even though Takato wasn't very muscular she still enjoyed the way his lean muscles moved under his skin, it looked really nice to her. She felt a comfortable warmth spreading through her body, something that was all too familiar to her since the relationship with Takato began. They both looked at each other, blushing, nervous and flustered by the situation.

Rika pointed at her futon, "Lie down on your stomach and make yourself comfortable."

Takato hesitated for a moment before he obeyed her command. When he laid down, Rika noticed the way his shorts stretched over his backside and she suddenly had to suppress the urge to give it an experimental squeeze. She shook her head to get rid of the thought and moved next to Takato. Gently she put her hands on Takato's back, as she felt him squirming under her touch she started to softly caress him, giving him time to adjust to her touches. As Rika felt Takato relax, her caresses turned into kneading motions, searching for all those knots in his back. A low moan escaped his mouth when she worked on a particular tense spot between his shoulder blades, immediately she pulled her hands back.

"Did I hurt you?" she asked, concerned.

"No... no... it actually... felt quite... nice." he stammered.

"Oh... ok." she said and continued her massage as the red colour returned to her face once more.

Slowly and gently she worked her hands all over his back, when she felt like she was done, she realized that Takato had completely stopped from responding to her touches. For a moment she was confused, but then it came to her the way he had closed his eyes and his breathing had become very even, she realized he must have fallen asleep. At first, she was a bit upset that he had just fallen asleep like that, but the more she thought about it the less it bothered her, she was happy she could provide enough comfort for him to find some well deserved rest. Rika decided to just let him sleep and sat down next to him, continuing reading her book for school.

Just when she had got perfectly comfortable she felt Takato stir; she thought he would wake up already, but instead he just rolled over and was now resting his head on her thigh while hugging her legs. Rika stiffened up by the new sensations of Takato resting his head on her thigh, but looking at his adorable sleeping face, she relaxed again and enjoyed bathing in the warmth that Takato radiated.

He still couldn't believe that Rika had offered him a massage, he couldn't even describe how awesome that had felt, just when his thoughts started to wander again he realized that he must have fallen asleep. Opening his eyes in shock, Takato took in his surroundings and quickly realized that he had fallen asleep partially on Rika. He felt like a perv for falling asleep on her thighs like that.

"Welcome back, sleepy-goggle-head." Rika said, affectionately yet teasing.

"Sorry... I didn't... mean to..." he stuttered.

"It's okay," Rika said warmly and ran her fingers through his thick hair, "it was perfectly fine."

"How long was I out?" he asked hesitantly.

"Barely an hour." she said while continuing gently scraping his head.

Takato just wanted to get up and put his shirt back on, but Rika pressed him back onto the mattress. She had put her book aside again and was laying down next to Takato and cuddled up to him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"Rika just let me put my shirt back on."

"Nah, this is just perfect; unless you are cold." She said smirking.

"Oh... ok... I'm fine." he said, while cuddling with Rika in his topless state made him feel very warm.

Another story finished that got stuck in my head for almost two years. Obviously, I really wanted to show in this little drabble that Rika finds Takato physically attractive, but without the story becoming smutty or too graphic.