Genrou grunted in annoyance. It was much too late to start heading back to the hideout now, they wouldn't get there until dawn. He didn't really want to stay at an inn, but they really had no choice at this point. Hayate sat behind him on the horse, her head resting on his shoulder. Poor kid had fallen asleep. After what happened Genrou couldn't blame em for being tired. He glanced back to make sure the kid was ok. He found himself admiring the gentle features of her face. How silky her hair looked, even now when it was dirty. How soft and pink her lips looked…. ' No! NO! That is NOT what I should be thinking! Especially about another MAN! This can't be normal. I must just be tired er somethin. That's all it is. That's all…' He stopped his horse when they reached the door of the inn, letting out a breath of tension.
" Hayate… Hayate wake up, we're here…" She lifted her head groggily. " W-what?" She slid off the horse and rubbed her eyes. He hopped off as well, and went inside to rent a room. After a few minutes, he returned with flushed cheeks. " They only have ONE room left, so we hafta… You know… share…"She flushed a little as well. Share? With… Genrou? She certainly didn't mind the idea of sharing a bed with this good looking man, but what if he found out her secret? What if something happened while she was sleeping, and he saw? She shook her head. " That's ok, I don't mind. I mean, it's not like we're GAY right?" Genrou's cheeks flared up again. " Yeah…" He picked up his bag and carried it inside up to the room. He threw his things on the floor and announced he was going downstairs for a drink. She fell onto the bed with a sigh. ' Oh Kami-sama, I can't handle this…' She curled up on her side.
She felt her cheeks deepen to that horrible shade of crimson. ' Genrou…' He was so rough around the edges. He was rude and impolite. Rash and impatient. But she couldn't keep her heart from beating faster when she thought of him. She felt the tears swell in her eyes. ' Even if do care about him, it will never work! It can never work… I'm supposed to just be a boy, his friend, his gang member. He'll never think of me as anything other than that…' She sighed heavily and stood up. She needed to go to sleep, she couldn't think about all this right now. She removed her shirt and undid the wrap that bound her chest so tightly. She looked at herself in the mirror. ' I'm still the same, aren't I? I'm still me, underneath the clothes. I'm still a woman…' She had been so lost in her thoughts, that she hadn't heard the door open.
