…This chapter is dedicated to the ill-fated 'Sesshoumaru's' who's been without internet thus far. You'll have to be nice to me because I'm in the process of packing all of my stuff. My college is stupid and makes you move out over the summer…and since I'm a state away from home I rented an apartment with my fellow dorm-mate. I appreciate your review because it has kicked me into gear… …
The steaming water ran over her washing away the remnants of last night's activities from her skin, but it couldn't remove the memory still burning like a hot iron in her mind. Kagome ducked her head down and ran a hand through her hair. She turned around, wiped her eyes and reached for the shampoo. She tilted her head back to keep the suds from her eyes. She used a little too much, for bubbles were now falling down over her shoulders to her back. Her thoughts didn't stray for once and Kagome was able to simply enjoy this heated miracle of man. Sesshoumaru had gone for a run around the park near the Chikujitsu and Rin was still sleeping. Kagome blushed and wondered if Rin had come into Sesshoumaru's room at all when she came home last night. Kagome didn't even remember waking up, she was out hard.
The girl probably didn't because today was technically 'the day' for Sesshoumaru's mourning period. It was Valentine's Day. Kagome couldn't imagine what it was like for his mother to go through that, well maybe a little, but Kagome didn't have to deal with it. Inuyasha at least broke up with her instead of keeping her on the side for the convenience factor and business opportunity that came along with it. It was a different situation and obviously Inutaisho never meant to hurt his first wife. You don't usually mean to fall in love, it happens and it isn't something you can stop.
Her thoughts stopped there when a newly arrived hand flicked a few fingers through the shampoo bubbles that had dribbled down to her rear. Kagome squeaked and jerked away in surprised nearly hitting the wall on the other side of the shower. A hand, thankfully, reached out and hauled her backwards against a firm chest. Hadn't her mind given up this tirade yet? No- of course not, that would have been expedient, wouldn't it? Kagome hadn't heard the door open to the bathroom nonetheless the shower door. She might have noticed a slight chill in the atmosphere of her little water world, but thought nothing more of it. It could have been the air conditioner setting back on or something.
Sesshoumaru placed a kiss on her shoulder. He was hot, meaning temperature not that he wasn't in other ways as well, and sweaty. His hair was damp near his forehead and at the base of his neck. There was a kink were the hair band had been. Kagome smiled as she swiveled to wash the shampoo from her hair. Sesshoumaru stepped forward pressing himself against her in order to get his head under the coursing stream. The heat of the water prickled at his sticky skin and he could feel the goose bumps rising all over. It was weird how goose bumps appeared when you were cold, but then also with a shift change of hotter temperature, like when in the shower.
Sesshoumaru slipped a hand down and turned the knob up more towards him. The change was nearly instant and he sighed. The now tepid water switched randomly from cooler to warmer at its own volition. A grumpy protest came from in front of him, making him chuckle. He captured her wrists before Kagome could try to revert it. Sesshoumaru swiveled, picking up the wiggling bundle as he did. Sesshoumaru grabbed the conditioner from behind his head and handed it over with a small smirk.
Kagome scowled softly. Not only was her shower intruded upon, but her hopes of having hot water were dashed. It wasn't fair. Her eyes were darker, drops of liquid dripping down her face and caught up in her eye lashes. Her features lightened at Sesshoumaru's soft moan. She tilted her head to the side watching him. He really was gorgeous. His pectorals were at the halfway point between man boobs and penguin boobies. Kagome snickered. Man boobs were from when someone worked out and they became built looking just like a woman's, but were pure muscle. Penguin boobies were soft, but usually from an overweight man.
That was something she liked about Sesshoumaru. There wasn't anything neutral about his personality, no middle ground. He went from extreme to extreme; really annoying to really reserved with the occasional relapse episode of kindness. However his physical body wasn't the same way, well at least in its muscular structure. His muscles were strong, capable, but not overly bulky. Sesshoumaru was lean and trim, just the way Kagome liked it. His abs had definite indentations as did his ribs and his shoulders were, not to die for, but to drool for. Kagome ran a curious hand from his cute little 'innie' belly button up to his collar bone. At his raised eyebrow, she smiled and proceeded to open the conditioner which had been until now lying dormant in her grip.
They switched positions several times. Kagome had to wash out the conditioner, Sesshoumaru with the shampoo, and then again for each to wash their faces with the gently foaming cleanser he kept in there. This is where Kagome stepped out, having already used soap to scrub away the dirt and grim leaving Sesshoumaru to go solo on that one. Kagome perched on the bathmat in front of the shower and reached quickly over to the towel rack before she soaked the floor. She dried herself hastily and entered into his bedroom. Her nose wrinkled at the thoughts of wearing her clothes from yesterday. So, with a gleeful smile, she headed for Sesshoumaru's closet.
This was always the fun part of sleeping over Sesshoumaru's house unexpectedly. Well this was more impulsive than unforeseen. Kagome slid open the doors excited that this time she wouldn't have a chaperoning man hovering over her while she rifled through his stuff. Why did this give her such a thrill? Kagome sighed, her actions were so pathetic, but she quickly came to terms with it and continued. Her green shirt was pulled from the rack. Sesshoumaru hadn't protested this time when she gave it back to him personally. The thing became her backup attire at his place. Kagome giggled. He'd frowned at it probably regretting that he ever said she could have it. He most likely thought he'd be rid of it, not see it in his wardrobe everyday.
Kagome put on her bra than grabbed an undershirt from a chest of drawers across the room from the bed. To cover her legs, she grabbed the smallest pair of light, almost white, khaki shorts. They were at the very bottom of the drawer, a good sign he rarely wore them, and came down past her knees by an inch. The shorts hung off her hips and Kagome grabbed a plain, one of the less expensive looking belts from the weird looking hanging that held them all in his closet. The belts were held by the buckle and then their leather lengths hung down like dark snakes. She quickly folded her remaining clothes and ran an uncaring hair through her damp hair. It was curly and not brushed, but it would only dry straight. Her hair was naturally wavy, but the weight of it helping to keep it straight than if it was shorter. Kagome pulled on her green shirt, leaving it unbuttoned as she entered the hall. Her feet were bare and her steps were light.
Kagome stopped at the edge of the hall and rushed back a foot suddenly. The television was obviously on and she'd just heard the shower turn off. Rin most likely had already figured out she was here since who else would be using the shower while her father went running? Did Rin know it was her? No one had bothered her while she was showering, but maybe Sesshoumaru told her before he left that Kagome was here? That was doubtful. Sesshoumaru seemed to be in a more attentive mood, meaning that he wasn't off wherever in la-la-land, but his eyes still held that significant sorrow. Kagome decided she never wanted to see it again. It wouldn't be allowed for anything else, but this. Sesshoumaru wasn't externally the nicest person in the world, but he was honorable with a very old soul. He acted very traditional and old fashioned, another thing Kagome liked and had in common. His heart was bigger than one would first guess, or even imagine, and he didn't really deserve such internal pain; at least not to bear all on his own.
A small black head popped around the corner without her notice. Kagome jumped with a tiny shriek when a hand touched the leg of her shorts. Kagome's terrified eyes lowered on a giggling Rin and instantly settled. She shook her head once again at her oblivious nature, but couldn't hold back the smile at Rin's shimmering joy practically spilling from her eyes. It was then Kagome realized what it really was. Tears of happiness fell uncounted down her reddened cheeks. Kagome kneeled down when Rin took a step forward. Her brow creased.
"Why are you crying, Rin?"
Rin sniffled and rubbed at her cheek with a fist, "Ka-chan…" she looked up with tearful, hope-filled eyes, "he came in…and k-kissed me good morning…then he went outside!"
Rin lunged at her still form. She sobbed as Kagome caught her. Rin buried her face into Kagome's shoulder and the woman didn't care about the wetness of her clothing. Rin had called her by Shippou's familiar name. She called her 'Ka-chan.' Kagome was shocked. The child was hysterical because Sesshoumaru went outside. This must have seemed, literally, like an impossible dream for her father to even consider removing himself from the interior of his office on this day. Kagome fell back onto her butt dragging Rin with her.
"We were going to help him right?" Rin nodded against her neck, "Well, I got the ball rolling, but it's not over Rin. This day will always have a mournful hold on him, we can't help that. So you have to be extra good, like I know you can, and be your loving self, okay?"
"Yes, Kagome-chan!"
Kagome stood up to begin breakfast. Rin followed quickly at her heels and soon they were joined by Sesshoumaru. His clothes were once again black, but it was one of the many close fitting suits that lined his closet. What was most noticeable was that the dress shirt underneath wasn't black, but a dark charcoal grey. There was only a slight difference, but for one who knew why he was wearing black it was a big deal. It was the only outward change besides Sesshoumaru's now calm eyes. The color was once again the intense tawny Kagome had long ago associated with the male.
…At Work…
They were all staring. It was probably for two reasons.
One: Sesshoumaru was in the Hamasaki building and on Valentine's Day.
Two: Sesshoumaru had grabbed Kagome's hand as they left the parking garage.
Sesshoumaru's entrance into the building was rare at best. Kagome had asked why he was going to the trouble of escorting her to work when he informed her of a meeting with Hamasaki Hisoro, the president. Sesshoumaru only visited the actual corporation building a few times a year, more than usual recently because of the upcoming merger. Usually he would go to the hospital, factories, or science labs which weren't on the same site as the office building. This was also one of the few days that the businessman was never in. The Taka Tech. employees sent to work in the Hama. Building temporarily had most likely spread this word around. Most probably thought Sesshoumaru was gallivanting around with some girl or that he just didn't want to deal with the love-sick and showing it employees.
No one knew the actual truth and that fact made Kagome feel special. However all the looks they were receiving was awkward. Kagome was often the center of attention; she just didn't pay any attention to it, since it usually consisted of cat calls from construction workers or from taxi drivers with their windows down. Kagome smiled nervously, glancing around hesitantly. He'd done this on purpose, she realized with a slight scowl. She wanted to hand Sesshoumaru a nice jab to the ribs from her ever-friendly elbow, but figured it wasn't appropriate, at least not in front on the entire front office where her internship was held. It was unusually busy too. Secretaries running out and in on errands, people waiting for their appointments with someone in the building, and it only made matters worse that the lobby was decorated with tons of red and white roses placed sporadically in vases. The flowers were actually quite pleasant.
Their fragrance was naturally strong, but not overly so diffusing into the surrounding area. Sesshoumaru suddenly paused in their movement, alerting her slightly by squeezing her hand. He left her for a moment and plucked a pure white rose from one vase they had just passed. Sesshoumaru smelled it briefly before presenting it to her with a small smirk. Kagome took it fumbling a little when her thumb caught a thorn. A shy blush warmed her cheeks making Sesshoumaru's lips spread a tad wider. The secretaries at the front desk and the clerks working with them all stopped to watch the exchange. 'Awes' rang out softly as soon as they faced the elevator. A lift was already waiting to take them up. Kagome entered in haste dragging a wildly smirking man along with her. The last thing Kagome saw before the doors shut were the occupants of the front office all commenting and cooing to each other at how sweet it was or something of that sort.
They were alone inside and Kagome faced Sesshoumaru. Her cheeks were red with anger and embarrassment. She promptly went to hit him, but he obviously expected it for he blocked with his forearm. Kagome scowled at him as he stood stoically staring up at the numbers that increased with every floor they went.
"I swear sometimes I really can't stand you." Kagome hissed.
"Hm." He responded quietly.
"'Hm'? What kind of response is that!"
He looked down at her, "What kind of response would you prefer?"
Kagome remained silent. Sesshoumaru was someone who had that innate, yet entirely too annoying ability to state a question like a statement. It was becoming more and more apparent that he would actually ask her real questions now. It was strange. He had a reputation about never questioning everything and here was asking her what she wanted him to say. Did that even make sense? This wasn't the Sesshoumaru she kept running into all the time. Kagome smiled despite her previous anger. Her mind told her she should still be mad, but her heart wasn't listening. Sesshoumaru may know exactly the right way to embarrass her, but looking beyond the surface, Kagome realized what was really happening.
For once, she could see him. Not the infamous businessman nor the cold hearted stoicism, but the real him. He was still reserved and soft spoken; using those deep, smooth tones that made her stomach flutter. Sesshoumaru was also joking with her, teasing her and not in the way he used to where it was just for the pure entertainment of getting a rise out of her. It was different. Kagome wasn't sure how though and it was slight, but still the change was present. Kagome felt proud because it wasn't Sesshoumaru that changed so drastically in a matter of months, but her perception of him. Kagome saw the small things that differentiated the meaning of his actions.
"Kagome."
Kagome shook her head, clearing her thoughts, "Yes?"
A frowned touched Sesshoumaru's lips. She had zoned out again it would seem. Kagome was now tilting her head to the side, staring up at him with large, bright blue eyes. She looked so innocent at the moment he had the urge to cringe. He much preferred the fiery rage that lit up her eyes like embers in a smoldering fire. Whatever she was thinking about had somehow distracted her from her embarrassment, inadvertently rescuing him from further exposure to her wrath. It was ironic that such a petite thing could be so strong. Her slap had left his arm stinging beneath his suit jacket and dress shirt.
"In your own world again?" He asked softly.
He leaned over her with one hand resting on the wall behind her. His bangs fell over one eye, but the humor could not be restrained from their honey depths. Kagome huffed, crossing her arms and very aware at how childish she was being. That was another thing that caught her off guard at times. Sesshoumaru could act surprisingly juvenile as well, when he wanted. The flower thing was kind of sweet, but there were other times when he was almost as bad as her.
A hand touched her face. Kagome just noticed that his lips were hovering a mere inch from her own. She wanted to kick herself. How could she not realize this? Sesshoumaru always managed to invade her personal space and usually when she wasn't paying attention. So it was like a mini surprised to see him all up in her face, except that it wasn't a bad thing necessarily.
"You know…" He drawled, blowing lightly on her parted lips "That flower's only on lone. You should return it sometime today or the display will be unbalanced." He nipped at her bottom lip softly nudging her nose with his.
The words bounced along Kagome's consciousness for awhile. Kagome captured his face in her hands, finished with his teasing and kissed him full on the mouth. The door dinged and Sesshoumaru pulled back. He pressed the button for her floor, since they'd missed it a few levels down, and watched the intoxicating woman with a gradually forming smirk. He chuckled, a deep rumble in his chest as he noticed the narrowing of her eyes. He swiveled on his heel and left unhurried for his office. His shook his head, running a hand through his loose hair catching more than one feminine eye as he passed.
Kagome stood there confused for a minute then letter by letter his sentence filtered down into understanding. Her cheeks flamed again and before she could reach a hand out the doors were shut already moving down. Kagome stood there, her mind tossing curses at mach 5. When the doors reopened, Kagome took a deep breath and stomped off to her cubicle. The few heads in this department regarded her with veiled curiosity and blatant humor. Kagome was certainly one to watch, with her swiftly shifting emotions.
Kagome's thoughts were boiling over and the tea pot was two seconds from screaming.
-Oh! What a sweet Valentine I have!-
She grumbled angrily. There was a part of her that found his act bizarrely funny and she should be glad she had a Valentine at all this year, but her feminine pride was busting at the seams. Kagome wanted to repay his sarcastic playfully in full. Her mind began brewing all sorts of comebacks and revenge scenarios. She didn't even notice her approaching guest sauntering gaily over to her desk, no pun intended.
"Good morning, Kagome-san!"
Jakotsu sauntered over and, thankfully, was bringing an offering of coffee along with him. He rolled a chair over from the cubicle next door and sat with her. He was wearing a dark plum suit with a navy blue tie and white shirt underneath. Kagome was surprised at the color of his suit, but ironically it suited Jakotsu. The color was too bright or brazen and Jakotsu was anything, but impetuous when it came to choosing his clothes.
"Don't think I didn't hear about your grand entrance today…"
Kagome blushed and decided to play ignorant, "W-what do you mean, Jakotsu?"
Jakotsu made a face, "Hmm…not calling me 'Jak'? You're hiding something…"
Now Kagome was confused, "Huh?"
"You only call me by my full name when you're hiding or avoiding something." He smiled knowingly.
Kagome stilled and thought about it. Did she really do that? She had no clue or at least she never noticed it, but maybe that was because she was too nervous avoiding the subject of conversation during such times?
"Well…I suppose I might do that…"
"But?"
Kagome scowled lightly, "But what?"
"There was a 'but' there, right?"
"No...Not really…I was going to say that I never really noticed."
He paused, "Oh…so are you and Sesshoumaru-san an item?" Jak leaned forward in curiosity.
Kagome blanched, "What? Um…no...Yes…I mean…"
"It's still new. You're not sure yet and I bet Sesshoumaru wasn't exactly clear on that sort of thing."
"You could say that." Kagome said with a laugh.
"Well, I'll keep this between us and let the rumors fly."
"What rumors?" He stood up with a shining smile, "Jak!"
"Oh I almost forgot," He said turning back around and putting a finger to his chin in contemplation, "I have a gift for you." He winked, dropping two file folders onto her lap, "Happy Valentine's Day."
Kagome shook her head watching him walk away back into his office or rather Bankotsu's. Kagome tilted her head to the side wondering how things were going with the two. She felt ashamed for not even bothering to ask. Jakotsu had swiftly become a good friend in the company and out, though lately they hadn't been spending much of any time together. Kagome sighed. She wasn't spending time with any of her friends. Sango, Miroku, and yes, even Shippou were beyond her grasp at the moment. Kagome had been so busy fixing things with her past that she forgot about her present. Sango and Shippou especially had always been there for her during the whole Inuyasha thing. They deserved to know the recent development. Kagome chewed on her bottom lip.
She turned to the folder in her lap, placing it on her desk. She would have to have the two of them over. Her mind was so full with contracting and dilating thoughts that Kagome was forgetting two of the most important people in her life. Why was this exactly? It was because she had two more new people who were ever growing in importance to her. Poor Jakotsu and Miroku, her co-workers, had been so easily set aside as well and this was unacceptable. Her life wasn't too busy that she would ignore those she cared about. Kagome's mind began brewing up a formal dinner party as she opened the manila casing in front of her. She skimmed the printed words lazily as she continued her planning. However, upon reaching a certain paragraph all else was erased from mental shock. Those letters were magnified and resounded loudly as she re-read them loudly in her head, once and then twice.
'The victims' symptoms have shown an exponential decrease in their growth and development. The chemo has yet to show any signs of cure. The UV exposure has, in nearly every case, effectively slowed all progression in this 'parasite' virus's production of new diseased cells. Transfusions of corresponding matches have allowed the body to begin reconstruction of its genetic structure. At first, the blood was seen as alien and destroyed by the body's white blood cells. It was necessary to continue the transfusions and stunt the body's normal immune response.
The brain has responded accordingly, judging by the influx of brain activity of late in each victim, seeking the source of its ailment. The brain is constantly rewiring and reconnecting its pathways for efficiency in its environment. Such innate actions will, in time, rebuild the genetic code. There is no chance of its effects ever dwindling, such as the discoloration of skin and eyes; however, the probability of surviving such an infestation is inevitable. More testing is required, but the results thus far have been, for the most part, completely positive. The victims' continued existence of a normal life, avoiding sunlight, is extremely expectant and escalating.'
Kagome's eyes watered despite herself. Her happiness was mounting in her chest and before she knew it, she was breaking down. One hand covered her mouth attempting to stifle the sob building in her throat while the other wrapped around herself grabbing on at the elbow. They could live, most if not all. The hope resonated and pulsed within her very heart to the core. A few tears mounted her cheeks, but didn't tip beyond her cheek bones as of yet. There was still a rising doubt at the obvious signs in the report that there were a few children that remained unresponsive. A lot of it sounded like assumptions based on the data from each of the tests, but there was that singular hope of continued existence. That was enough for Kagome to believe in. There was a chance, whether it was small or large, it was there.
Kagome smiled shakily and wiped at her eyes, knowing they were probably blood shot now. She silently thanked Jakotsu. Kagome could feel the weeks of tense anxiety always nudging the back of her mind, like a chip on her shoulder, slowly wear away. It wasn't absolved completely of course. She'd need to go to the hospital after work, but not today. She had an appointment somewhere else at the moment that she had no intention of breaking.
…With Sesshoumaru…
"Kikyo is quite despondent as of late, but the arrangements have been made accordingly without her. Merely the dress and tuxedo are left."
"And the merger?" Sesshoumaru asked evenly.
"Of course."
Hisoro reached into the front desk drawer, sliding back in his chair a bit to reach it. The stack of paper was more than an inch thick and consisted of several individually stapled packets. The dribble beforehand was all small talk about the wedding that really didn't matter to Sesshoumaru. Kikyo had apparently had a fight with Inuyasha, which was perhaps the reason why he fled the city to his precious mountain property. Inuyasha should be returning soon though. If Kagome had gone and come back then he was soon to follow. The woman had that queer ability to make every mess understandable through sensible arguments. Kagome would leave one with an aftershock of clarity. It didn't take long for even Sesshoumaru to pick up the fallen pieces of his past and be able to see beyond 'her' day of suicide to the remnants of happiness his childhood consisted of.
The corresponding signatures were both placed in their designated place and within an hour Sesshoumaru was shaking hands with his soon-to-be partner. Their companies would still be separate entities, no employees let go or swapped. This arrangement was more for convenience and the sharing of assets, a conjecture of business effectiveness for the very near future for both companies. Besides Inuyasha and Kikyo, despite their many set-backs and conflicts, would eventually get married anyway. Their union would strengthen the ties between Taka. Tech. and Hama. Corp.
"May the future be prosperous."
"Indeed, good day to you Hisoro-san."
"And to you."
The two presidents shook hands and then bowed before Sesshoumaru left the office, briefcase in hand. This leather carrying case now contained his copy of the merger for his lawyer to file and follow the proper protocol that such a situation would require. Sesshoumaru grabbed an elevator, along with one other person. He'd have to speak to Inuyasha, set his ass straight. He could be such a hooligan at times that it was an odd fact for Sesshoumaru to remember that Inuyasha was nearly twenty five, only two years his junior.
-That reminds me…my birthday is coming up…-
Sesshoumaru inwardly sighed. His father always wanted to hold a huge gathering for the occasion, which was completely unnecessary of course. No doubt Inutaisho, now that he'd met Kagome, would be caught up in it as well and knowing Kagome she would have no problem with assisting him, especially when she discovered how much Sesshoumaru was opposed to the idea. Sesshoumaru ran a hand through his hair tiredly. He could see it now. Kagome would come to him sent by his father on a mission to use her wiles to acquire his consent on the idea.
He was brought from his thoughts by a tap on his shoulder. There next to him was the only other person in the elevator looking up at him from a short height of 5'1. It was a woman overly endowed in the bust area, but she was gifted with a surprisingly narrow, petite form and a pair of rounded hips. She looked about ready to tip head over heels and in lust with him. Her dark hair was short, cropped around the ears, but fluttering and layered unlike Yura's even cut. Her face was heavily framed with choppy bangs that reminded him of Kagome. This woman's eyes were a liquid, sea green color and they stared up at him through her long lashes coquettishly. Her lids were lined with a cerulean blue and the bottom in a thin, lavender liner. Pearly white teeth were shown from slowly spreading full lips in what would be mistaken by any fool as a shy smile.
He was no fool however and he had no time for things such as this. The woman wasn't ugly by far, but he found her forwardness a turn off. His thoughts swirled in remembrance of someone else's strangely bold behavior of late. Kagome's brazen attitude was stemmed from her compassionate heart, not her own internal and mildly selfish needs. Sesshoumaru's lips parted, Kagome was getting under his skin. The implications of this thought revolved around their rather impulsive actions the other day. Sesshoumaru smirked, obviously giving her the wrong idea since he was still looking in her general direction. She didn't realize he was staring just past her ear at the elevator floor.
Sesshoumaru shook his head lightly and his eyes refocused into hardened amber. They flashed briefly with annoyance at the woman's closeness. The individual, he had to hand it to her, was more perceptive that Sesshoumaru had first concluded. For at his break in stoicism, the anger that leaked momentarily, she backed off and faced the elevator door. His brief reaction had shot her a hint. There was a ding and she smiled at him, almost apologetically, but still not without the habitual longing he was accustomed to, as she exited the lift. Sesshoumaru faintly recognized this floor as the one to house the only 'on site' laboratory. This lab was smaller and mainly for the finished products that were entering its final stages of testing. Most of these tests were on humans or ready for this next step.
The doors shut, dropped three floors, and soon Sesshoumaru was heading off to the hospital. There were tests and results to observe. Overall the feedback was positive, but there were still some straggling patients that needed attention. The doses of UV exposure were varied from patient to patient due to the seriousness of their symptoms. Most of these 'stragglers' were newly admitted into the ward. It was possible that the cause of this was another mutation in Akuchi. There had been several over the past months of its discovery, but the ones previous seemed to be positively affected by their tests. If another mutation has occurred where the UV rays' affect has dwindled, it was more than possible that the disease was beginning to evolve.
Sesshoumaru felt the frustration mounting. At the moment, the only thing he wanted was a massage and a double dose of 'Advil.'
…Kind of boring, but longer than usual because it's so lacking in excitement. There will be lemons now, but they both still have full lives and won't be hopping into the sack at every moment. Okay? Now- I don't know when I'll be able to update again because things are very hectic. First few weeks of getting back are always like that it seems, but I wish I could have given you something more action-packed or whatever. Review for me, I need motivation…
