. . .And On The Seventh Day

By. Tate Icasa

Part Three: Gawking Like A School Girl

I looked at his face for a moment more before I began the first order of business.

Undressing.

It would be harder to undress him than it would me, for obvious reasons.

(Kitami: At least, I should hope they're obvious.)

I shrugged out of the dress I was wearing. It was no big deal. Honest.

(Tate: Which, of course, explains why you seem to be trying so hard to convince us, ne? Kitami: Hush.)

It was certainly colder in here this way.

(Tate: Well, duh. Kitami: I'm never going to get to the lemon-ness if you don't stop interrupting me ever other sentance! Hush!)

I knelt beside Hakuoh and began to undo his dressy jacket.

(Tate: You're supposed to be telling it in the present tense. Kitami: Well excuuuuuuuuuse me. I'll try. Now, hush up before I call Mimi back here with her frying pan. Tate: gulps and stays silent)

It takes me a while, but I finally get the dang jacket off.

(Tate: You do realize that in the M rating you can say damn instead of dang, ne? Kitami: Mimi! Come hit Tate with that frying pan for me? Mimi: Gladly. I don't like her for this anyway. Kitami: Jealous? Mimi: holds up frying pan. Tate: Mimi, you can't kill Kit, she's in the middle fo narrating this story. You can murder her all you want after she breaks up with Hakuoh! Mimi: When's that gonna be? Tate: When I feel like it. Mimi: You know you're really screwing up the pairings, ne? Tate: Yeah, so? Don't worry, Mimi, you'll get together with Hakuoh soon enough. . .oops! Kitami: Both of you shut the hell up! Tate and Mimi: stare)

That means, of course, that my beautiful Hakouh is topless. Which shouldn't make a difference, not in the least. I've been with hundreds of guys.

(Tate: You keep saying that. . . Kitami: You want me to finish this chapter? Then shut up!)

I'm almost glad he can't see me now. . .I must be blushing top to bottom.

It doesn't take me quite as long to finish undressing him.

And at that point I just sit back and stare.

Really smart.

Come on, Kit, you've been with hundred's of guys! Stop gawking like a school girl and get something done!