SPIN THE BOTTLE

A/N: Lemon chapter. Those who are unauthorized to view this, PLEASE don't. I don't want to be reported or be the reason for parents hating me:) Please understand.

Home Sweet Home

Now that Ginji had a girlfriend and was all over the place with her, literally even, Ban was left to stare at the café wall. Except for the times some of his friends, or rather Ginji's friends, came. But everyone knew he wasn't much of a social person.

He watched as Ginji waved to him and ran out after Natsumi. He heaved a dull sigh and returned to watching the ashtray. Life sure was…eventful. Not that he was complaining about Ginji not spending time with him. It sure was a lot quieter, and deep down inside he was happy for the idiot.

"You know," came a voice suddenly from in front of him. Ban looked up, getting out of his daze. Paul shook his head exasperatedly, "Get a job, Midou. All you do is lie around, smoke and get drunk. You're becoming a bum."

"Ah, shut up," Ban returned to putting his head on the counter table.

"You're forgetting this is my café," Paul sighed but turned away. With his back faced to Ban he continued, "Or you could visit someone."

Ban almost laughed, "Don't make me laugh. I hate that. I never 'visit' people. You should know that by now."

"Go see…I don't know, Himiko. You two have known each other for long enough."

"No. Way," Ban replied, his voice muffled by his sleeve as folded his arms in front of him on the table and rested his head on them.

"I give up," Ban could hear Paul say in a muffled tone. He felt drowsy and was soon drifting off asleep. In a few seconds, everything was blank and he had dozed off contentedly.

Himiko removed her helmet as she got off her bike after parking in front of the Honky Tonk. 'I'm here for one reason: to return the money I owe Ginji. That's it. For nothing or no one else. Nothing's happened between Ban and me. I guess the whole making out was just for that asshole to feel happy.'

She marched into the Honky Tonk, ready to hear Ban's drawl. But she heard no sound. None at all. Just the faint jingling of the bells of the entrance door which she had shoved open. Since when was it so quiet? She looked around, hoping for some sign of life. She spotted Ban with his head down on the counter. 'Maybe he's feeling sick,' thought Himiko, dryly.

She looked away. The door to the kitchen opened and Paul walked out, no longer wearing his apron.

"Himiko!" he exclaimed, surprised, "What are you doing here?"

"I only came here to give Ginji something. Where is he?" Himiko said, secretly wondering why Ban hadn't looked around yet.

"He's out with Natsumi. You could give it to Ban," Paul said looking over at Ban, "Or not…"

"Why not?" Himiko asked, coldly.

"He's asleep," Paul said, glancing up. Himiko blinked and looked closer. So he was! That would explain everything.

"Ginji will be back soon I think," Paul said, snapping Himiko's attention back to him. "If it's money, I suggest you don't give it to Ban."

Himiko smirked, "Yeah I know. How come you're closing so quickly today?"

"I have an appointment with someone," Paul replied, "So I'll just close up and go."

Himiko glanced at Ban. Paul grinned, "I can just let him sleep here. That's what I do these days."

"Oh…" Himiko murmured, "Maybe I'll just wait here for Ginji. You said he'd be back soon."

"Well then tell Ban or Ginji that I'll be back at about 7," Paul said, walking out of the café.

"No problem!" Himiko called after him. She turned back to Ban. He still hadn't got up. She remembered what a heavy sleeper he was. When they had lived together it was so hard to wake him up in the mornings. She smiled at the thought then quickly shook it away. She had forgiven him for killing her brother since she found out why he had. But they still hadn't thought of speaking more.

She sat in the seat next to his and watched him. For once he was peaceful, without a worry. His breathing was deep. His head was facing her. His lips were slightly parted as he breathed in and out, not snoring even once. She brushed the top of his spiky hair carefully. He looked so…tempting.

(A/N: little kids go away. NOW. Review up to this point of the story. Please. You're not even supposed to look at these stories, ok? Wow, I feel like a mother! hehe)

Himiko rested her head next to his and sighed gently. She loved him so much but couldn't tell him. She didn't have a reason for not being able to. She was only afraid that he might not share the love. Ban shifted slightly. Himiko held her breath quickly. She waited for a while just in case, and finally started breathing again. It seemed like forever as she watched Ban and thought back to the days of Yamato, Ban and her.

Without being able to resist her impulse, she leaned forward and very lightly put her lips upon Ban's slightly parted ones. She drew away slowly and carefully.

"Himiko…" Ban muttered very softly. Himiko's eyes grew wide. She hoped against hope that he hadn't said what she thought he had said. It was weird, though. He hadn't opened his eyes even a centimeter. "Himiko," Ban continued in such a faint voice that Himiko had to lean in to listen, "Kiss me again…" Himiko realized he was dreaming. She blushed hard. She didn't know what made her do it but she leaned in once more and kissed him for a longer period of time. It was only lips though, until she couldn't help but lick his lips as lightly as possible. Ban moaned.

She realized that he was very slightly licking her back. She grabbed the opportunity and, trying her best not to wake him up, licked back. 'This isn't fair to Ban, you idiot!' Himiko's conscience kept telling her as she and Ban licked very slightly and very clumsily since Ban didn't really know what he was doing. Himiko finally gave in to her conscience. She pulled away extremely reluctantly, but something she hadn't expected happened. Ban slipped his arm around her waist. She looked down at the arm then back up and almost yelled in fright. Ban's eyes were open wearily.

"Y-you were awake?" Himiko whispered, blushing profusely.

"From the beginning," Ban whispered softly. His tone had a sort of gentleness that Himiko had never heard before.

"That means…you weren't dreaming?" Himiko felt like a complete fool.

"No…but it would've made a brilliant dream," Ban continued in his soft tone, "Can we continue?"

Himiko almost gasped. There was something wrong about Ban. But she felt herself, whether or whether not against her will, letting herself be pulled in by Ban into a deep, proper kiss. They relished each other, not missing any bit of it. Himiko and Ban both realized at some point that Himiko was half-standing. Ban made her sit on his lap. She squeaked. This was happening too fast.

"We don't have to go any further if-" Ban began unexpectedly.

Himiko shook her head, "This is all I've wanted…to be in your arms. How can I back out of it when I'm living a dream?"

Ban grinned, "Good, I'm glad. Because I want to go further."

He kissed her again; pushing his tongue in as far as he would let it. Himiko groaned. He traced soft butterfly kisses from the corner of her lips to her neck, and then began to suck on her pulse slowly. Himiko sighed, feeling helpless…in a good way. Her hands roamed Ban's back and hair. She lowered her lips onto his neck and kissed softly then more and more passionately. Ban sighed into her ear, making her shudder. Ban chuckled, "Liked that?" He blew lightly against her ear, making her giggle. "Idiot," Ban laughed.

He stood her up. She blinked, confused. Ban smiled up at her, "I think we should go somewhere more private. Ginji and Natsumi will be coming back soon enough."

"But Paul's gone out…and we can't really, you know, leave the place-"

"No worries. Paul gave Ginji the keys. I'll just call him and tell him what's going on."

Himiko looked horrified, "You're not going to tell him that we're-"

"No," Ban rolled his eyes as he stood up. He punched her head softly, "I'll tell him I'm going to meet you. But where do we go?"

Himiko pondered for a second, "Home."

"Home?"

"Yeah…it's as much you're home as it is mine," Himiko shrugged, "It was never home without you or Yamato."

"Himiko," Ban sighed, "I'm sorry for everything-"

"Shut up," Himiko cut in, "We've been through this. It wasn't anyone's fault. You were doing what you thought was best for me. How can I hate you for THAT? Now call Ginji quickly. I'm getting wet-" Himiko stammered. Ban practically burst out laughing, "Are you the little kid I used to know?"

Himiko flushed, "Just call Ginji, would you?"

Ban smirked then gave her a quick kiss, "Patience, miss. Hold on a sec."

Himiko opened the apartment door and let herself inside, Ban following her in. "Here you go," Himiko smiled warmly.

"Nothing's changed," Ban thought aloud as he entered and looked around.

"Welcome home," Himiko smiled.

A/N: Kinda weird, but you know, whatever! Um. Anyway, I hope it wasn't…bad? Ehe. Your opinion. Review!