Chapter 2: Morning Lemon Tea

The moon slowly crept behind the mountains, the sun replacing it on the other side. Tomiya stopped his AC inside the garage-type building somewhat away from the house. He climbed out of the AC and used the handles on the legs to get to the ground, and headed for his house.

He opened the door quietly, looking around slightly. "Good, she's not up yet." He said to himself, sneaking off to the bathroom to take a shower. He reached down and gripped the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up over his head, tossing the sweat-soaked shirt in the hamper. Reaching down and pulling the button on his pants loose, and unzipping his jeans, tossing those in the hamper as well.

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Tomiya got out of the shower after what seemed like forever, but in reality, was only 15 minutes. He dried himself off, and combed his raven black hair back, and wrapped the towel around his waist. Little did he know, Mokohara was already awake and plotting something.

"Damn I'm good." Tomiya whispered to himself, heading to his bedroom to get some clothes. When he suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around his waist. He was a bit suprised at first. "...?"

"Hey...you're late." Mokohara, his hugger said, squeezing him a bit tighter in her sort of bear hug.

Tomiya felt her ample breasts press against his back from her tighter hug. "Hey, that isn't fair. You always get up at 7:00 in the morning to make breakfast. It's only 6:20."

"Early bird gets the worm, right?" She said, smiling at him and clawing at his stomach a little with her nails.

"True, but the second mouse gets the cheese." He retorted, grabbing her wrists to pry himself from her grip. "Let me get dressed, and maybe we could have some sausage and eggs." He said, disappearing into their room while looking over his shoulder.

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Tomiya sat at the table, taking a bite off one of the sausage links, yawning a bit.

"Sooo....what was that whole mission about?" Mokohara asked him, squirting some of the "ketchup" on the sausages. It was an imitation ketchup solution.

"Mirage wanted me to clear out this branch Crest factory that was in violation of their building rules...I had to fight an AC there." He said, swallowing the mouthfull of sausage he had.

"An AC? Who was it?" Mokohara asked while leaning across the table to look him face to face.

"I don't know, it was all in black, and the pilot wouldn't respond when I asked him to identify himself." Tomiya said, leaning back in his chair, clenching his fork between his teeth, taking a sip of some lemon tea.

"Oh...Okay." Mokohara replied, sipping her own cup of tea.

"Is it just me, or has there been a lot more requests these days?" Tomiya asked, holding his fork between his fingers, looking at her.

"Yeah, in fact, I...er...nevermind." She said with a nervous grin and a giggle to match.

"What?" Tomiya asked, he just caught Mokohara doing something red handed. "You're not afraid to -tell me-...are you?"

"Well..." Mokohara looked down at her lap, blushing, because when Tomiya got like that, it caused her to blush. "I got an assignment about an hour after you left..." She mumbled, looking up at Tomiya slowly.

"Oh, so -that's- why you were up earlier than usual." He said, grinning a bit. "What was the reward?"

"180000 Credits." She replied, the blush on her cheeks dying down.

"Oh, I see." He said, giving her one of those odd, devious-type of looks. "I'm not sure what I'm about to do will be a gift...or punishment."

"...What're you talking about?" She asked, tilting her head a bit, still having a bit of a bed head, her long brown hair falling to one side as well.

Tomiya got up and began to head to the sink with his plate. When he got there, he placed the plate and fork into the sink, and started to walk to the living room. He stopped, and suddenly grabbed Mokohara by the shoulders and stood her up, then turned her to face him and pressed his lips against hers.

"!!" was Mokohara's only response as she felt his lips press against hers, leaning against him a bit and closing her eyes.

Tomiya was quick to take over, placing one hand on her waist and the other on the back of her head, leaning her back onto the table.

"Oh...not again." Mokohara said playfully, since her mind was practically broken now. Because to her, Tomiya was just that good.

CHAPTER 2 END...