Wow. What a sucky-ass place to leave off. Sorry about that.

Heh, I feel so cheap begging for reviews on another story like that U. Just forget about it (unless you really are interested in reading, then by all means, go ahead).

If you're wondering why I haven't been updating, it's because my computer crashed. Again. But this time, the whole hardrive blew, so I was screwed over for a while. Now that I've updated, oyucan to continue to read and review as usual. Oh, and good news: I got a computer in my room! This means I'll be able to write more often (and later into the night/earlier in the morning if I want, hee, hee, hee...)

Aaaaaaaand, I think that's about it. E-mail me at or MPageldsha.k12.wi.us

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.:Chapter 11:.

Hige

Being over-tired (and way overreacting) Hige was about to land a punch in Kiba's face, but the fight was immediately broken up by an angry Nami shouting, "What the fuck is wring with you two?! God, I'm not anyone's girlfriend!"

With an exasperated groan, she stormed off to her room.

Oops...

"Um, yeah, sorry about that..." said Hige apologetically, scratching the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Whatever. Learn to control yourself, man!" Kiba said; a little hurt by the events of a few moments ago.

"Hey, I'm sorry for liking her, okay? I can't help it if I'm so drawn to her. I don't know what it is...she's different from all of the other girl's I've dated. I want her more than you can imagine (and not in that sense...sorta). I want her to feel the same about me, but I can't tell her! I don't know how! God, what the hell am I supposed to do?" Hige wailed out, tears nearly falling from his eyes.

"Wow. That was quite the confession," Kiba commented, getting a nasty glare in return. Kneeling down next to his best friend, he said, "I didn't know you were that serious about her. If you want, I can say something-"

But he was cut short by Hige shouting, "NO!" The wolf flushed, "I mean, I don't know, that would be too awkward then...I don't know what to do..."

Kiba nodded silently, but Hige failed to notice the glint of determination in Kiba's eyes. Not competitive determination, but determination to succeeded in getting Hige his dream girl...only not so corny-sounding.

"Well, I'm heading to bed. Gonna go take a shower..." said Hige absentmindedly, slumping down the hall.

God, I'll never be able to talk to her...

Entering his bedroom, Hige began to strip off his clothes and wrapped a towel around his waist, heading for the bathroom.

He was just opening his door to leave when he overheard Kiba and Nami.

"He really does like you, you know. And you shouldn't toy with him. If you are, I mean. He's totally serious...ha, ha, ha, I sound like I'm threatening you! No, I just don't want him getting hurt. He's kinda like a brother to me, you know?" Kiba said, pausing to see Nami's non-auditory responses.

Why that little fucker! He went and talked to her anyway!

"A-A-Are you serious?" he heard Nami stammer. He knew she was blushing.

"Heck yeah! Maybe you should say something to him," Kiba encouraged.

"Okay...yeah, I think I'll do that..." she said thoughtfully.

"Right then, goodnight!" Kiba said cheerfully. Hige heard him head into his own room and close the door.

Nami sighed, "Now for a shower..."

Shit! Gotta hide gotta hide! Can't let her see me! She might want to talk!

Hige slipped back into his room, silently but quickly) closing his bedroom door.

To add to Hige's anxiety, Nami knocked on his door, asking, "Hey Hige, mind if we talk?"

"Uh, um...uh...I-I-I-I'm kinda, um, b-busy right, uh, now..." he stammered out, almost panicking.

"'Kay, I'm gonna take a shower, so I'll talk to you when I'm done, alright?" she said. Hige could hear her head to the bathroom.

"R-R-Right..." he muttered to himself, sliding down the door.

He sat there, thinking to himself for a moment. Or what he thought was a moment. Before he knew it, it had been twenty minutes and Nami had turned off the water from the shower.

Jumping up, he practically leapt out the door and slipped past Nami, almost knocking her over. Slamming and locking the door, he quickly took a shower in no more than five minutes.

He slipped out to find Nami still stranding there.

"Are you avoiding me?" she asked, putting her hands on her hips as Hige gulped.

Shit.

"Uh, gotta go..." he said, turning and heading to his room, picking up his pace to a run.

He slipped into his room and closed the door. Almost. Nami put her foot up against it and was trying to push it open.

"Hey, I'm just trying to talk to you. I was talking with Kiba and-"

Oh man, here it comes. She probably thinks I'm a total freak!

But as he was thinking, Hige forgot to hold the door, and Nami came tumbling in, knocking him over.

He caught her, unfortunately, and was unable to make a run for it. She was in her towel still (as was he), and he could see her cleavage. Blushing a deep scarlet, he looked the pother way, not wanting to make her anymore upset.

"Mind explaining to me what Kiba said?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I-I-I..." Hige regained control of himself, still looking away, "I don't know what you're talking about.

"Well, then why are you avoiding me?"

Dammit.

"Is it true?" she asked softly, averting her gaze.

"What if it is?" he asked, maybe a little sharply.

She flinched and blushed, "Um, well, I don't know..."

He turned to face her, a little surprised that she wasn't upset.

She looked so innocent, helpless almost. He gently reached out and turned her head to face him. He moved his hand behind her neck and head and pulled her towards him. She didn't resist. In fact, she leaned into him. Their lips met, and he could taste the honey on them.

That must have been what she was eating earlier...

The kiss only lasted so long though; when the two sat up and went to stand up, both lost their towels. Whirling around and putting their backs towards each other, they scooped up their respective towels and covered themselves.

"Um...yeah...sorry about that..." Hige muttered.

But Nami was looking at something on him, not even paying attention to what he was saying.

What? Am I not covering myself??

Hige looked down to see that Nami was looking at the huge gash he had received from the fight concerning the twins (generally, the two packs didn't get along) the other night.

She reached forward to touch it. Gently setting her finger tips on it, she asked the one thing he hoped wouldn't ever come up.

"Where did you get this scar from? It looks kinda recent..."

.:End Chapter 10:.