Izayoi froze. 'What is he doing here? How does he even know where I live?' "Baby, are you alright? A little birdie told me that you're single, available, whatever, again. Is that right?" He asked. "No. That's not correct, you must've been misinformed, Izayoi's not 'available'." Inutashio's voice answered from behind her. " Well, well. Who is this Izayoi? What the hell are you doing in my girls house?" He demanded harshly. "I invited him, this is Inutashio and he's my kare-shi." Izayoi spoke up. 'Never again. I don't want to see him ever again. That was the past, this is now, he's never going to be a part of my life again. "Makoto, go away." "What?" "You heard me, leave you can just drive back from where you came and stay there, cause I never want to see you again. Makoto was silent but he glared at Inutashio. "Well Makoto, if that's all you wanted, we have to go." Izayoi said pulling Inutashio to her side. "Goodbye." Izayoi finished closing the door in his face and locking it. "Sheesh, that guy gives me the creeps." "Was that him? The guy you told me about earlier." Inutashio asked. "Yes, but as you can see I don't plan on ever seeing him again." "He still has a thing for you." Inutashio noted. "Well I really have a thing for you." Izayoi replied. "That's always good to know." "Hey!" "What is it?" Inutashio asked. "Wanna help me with my math homework?" Izayoi asked. Inutashio groaned. "Pleeease." "I guess so." Izayoi giggled happily and went to get her textbook.
"Mom, It's not fair! Why does Izayoi get to have boys sleep over?" Azumi whined. "Azumi, its only for two weeks." "Two weeks is a long time!" "Isn't it your bed time?" "Mom!"
'I wonder if he hates me now? Such a cool guy, and I had to mess it up and be a total idiot and almost break his nose. Should I apologize? I should. I should defiantly apologize… Not tonight. I will in the morning.' Setsuki thought while pacing around his bedroom.
"It's late, I'm gonna get showered and go to bed." Izayoi said stifling a yawn. "When do you want to get showered?" She asked Inutashio before getting up off the living room floor. "In the morning. Is that okay?" "Yup. Goodnight." Izayoi replied leaning forward to give him a quick peck on the cheek before heading upstairs.
Inutashio got up and headed into the family room and sprawled out on the futon. "I'm going to go to bed. Do you need anything?" Mrs. Takouyoi asked startling Inutashio. Inutashio jolted upwards. "I didn't even hear you come in!" She smiled. "Oh to answer your question, no thank you I'm fine." "Okay, the bathrooms down the hall second door to your right, and the kitchens just in the next room if you're hungry or thirsty, goodnight." "Goodnight, and thank you." "Anytime, oh and one last thing. Izayoi will come down numerous times during the night, sometimes to get a drink, or sometimes she's sleepwalking, just try and ignore her." "Uh…o-okay."
Hours passed and Inutashio couldn't get to sleep. It was 1:30 in the morning when he heard the shuffling of feet in the kitchen. Getting up to see who it was Inutashio realized he only had a T-shirt and a pair of boxers on. 'Oh well I'll just take a quick look and then try and get to sleep.' Inutashio thought.
Sticking his head around the corner it was her, Izayoi. He looked her up and down. Her long legs shown from underneath a very small pair of purple shorts, that had "I Luv Sleep" printed all over them, and a white tank top covered by a very large dark green zip-up sweater.
'Why can't I sleep? I'm so tired. Same thing every night,' Izayoi thought while reaching for a jug of orange juice. She blindly went for the cupboard and got a cup out and poured herself a glass. 'May as well try and get some sleep.' Izayoi thought taking the glass and turning the corner, running right into someone. "Eeek!" "Sshh, Izayoi not so loud." "In-Inutashio?" Izayoi whispered. "Yeah." "What are you doing up?" "…I can't sleep." "Oh…" Izayoi gasped, "I dumped my juice all over your shirt!" "Yeah, kinda." "I'm sorry, here come with me." Izayoi whispered putting her glass on the counter then searching for his hand and taking him into the laundry room and closing the door behind them. "Take off your shirt." "W-what?" "Take off your shirt, I'll put it in to be washed." Izayoi repeated so thankful that the lights were off so Inutashio couldn't see her blushing. "Umm…okay." Izayoi could make out the line of his figure and watched as he awkwardly took off his shirt in the small space. "Where should I put this?" Inutashio asked. "In the sink, right next to you." She took his hand and led him back into the kitchen. "Is your stomach uh…wet?" "No, not anymore." "Is it sticky?" Izayoi asked suppressing the urge to burst into laughter. "What!" "Orange juice is sticky, so I figured that if it was on your stomach, which is where I dumped my juice on you, then your stomach might be sticky." "Why Izayoi, you want to lick it off?" Inutashio teased. 'YES!' Izayoi thought. "No." She replied as calmly as she could. "I was just asking incase you wanted my to clean! Not lick, it off." "Hmm, yeah okay."
Izayoi reached around him and tore off a sheet of paper towel, wetting it under the sink, wringing out the excess water and handing it to Inutashio. "By the way you worded things I would've thought you wanted to do it." Inutashio teased wiping all remaining evidence of juice off his stomach. "Do you know where my bag is?" Inutashio asked before Izayoi had a chance to respond to his last comment. "Your bag?" "The duffel bag I brought back with me when we left my house." Inutashio informed. "…Oh yeah that! I don't know where it is. Why do you need it?" Izayoi asked taking the paper towel from him and putting it in the garbage. "So I can put a shirt on." "You look fine without one." Izayoi mumbled to herself taking his hand. "Come on, well look in the hall, but we have to be quiet cause it's really late." Izayoi whispered.
After a failed attempt to locate the bag, Izayoi and Inutashio retreated to the futon. "Now, I'm really not tired." Izayoi whispered laying on her side and resting her head in her hand. "Let's talk." She said suddenly. "About what?" Inutashio asked. "Anything; About you. Tell me something that I don't already know about you. What's your dad like?' Izayoi asked flipping onto her stomach. "My dadhe's alright, I guess. He's nice, but serious. He wants me to do whatever makes me happy. He wants to make sure that I don't make the same mistake twice and…'Should I tell her? I have to but is now too soon?…"Izayoi, I have a son."
A/N TBC! Tee hee, was that a cliffy? Yes? No? maybe so? Wow that was kinda a quick update… my last 1 was what? Yesterday I think :P if I knew the date I would know when I updated, but I nvr know the date so … its kinda (VERY) short which makes me a little sad but OH WELL! Ding ding ding sesslover u were RIGHT! "heres the treasure chest!" tee hee, yay 4 u figuring out the next chapter BUT: GET OUTTA MY HEAD, no internet mind reading:P tee! Like it or don't plz review. JA!