Authors note: very sorry for the *super* late update guys and girls! this story is very near and dear to my heart. for the longest time i wanted to write a perfect story, but ended up just going for good enough. updates should happen a little sooner now. to my subbscribers, if you had not been there, i would have given up, so many thanks to you all! now, on to the show!

They walked quietly through the night. Not saying anything, just walking like they had done a hundred times. Sousuke walked in his usual silence. The streets were dark, they had stayed at the noodle shop until it closed. It really was nice, the quiet city like this. A long time ago she would have hurried, worried. But now with Sousuke, she was more afraid for anyone who dared to bother her. Sousuke's idea of 'peaceful solution' usually involved gunfire or explosives, even a kidnapping.

She walked up the steps to her apartment, fished out her keys and opened the door. Sousuke followed her inside, more tense than usual.

Sigh.

"Okay, what is it, Sousuke?"

"Nothing! Everything is fine!" Riiiiiight, she thought, grimace on her face.

She took off her shoes and walked in. Two steps behind her, Sousuke did the same. She walked to the living room. Two steps later, so did Sousuke.

Sigh. She could see a pattern forming here. She walked to her bedroom, two steps later ...

"Whoa, hold it right there mister!"

"B-B-But it's safer if we engage in intercourse on a soft surface!" He almost yelled, sweat beading on his face.

"What?"

- Silence -

"D-D-Do you not wish to engage in intercourse at this time? I have studied all the avail-"

Kaname the sweet girl disappeared and Kaname the monster emerged. "NO! WE ARE NOT HAVING SEX TONIGHT!"

"Then some other night?" Sousuke asked innocently.

Kaname turned red at the implication of her own words before throwing a pillow at him while hoping it was something far more damaging.

"YOU IDIOT! YOU SLEEP OUT THERE!" She added a solid flying kick to the head that he – almost – managed to dodge. She threw him out of her room and slammed the door hard enough that pictures on the wall fell off.

Sousuke stood there, pillows in hand, relived. He had to admit, despite his research, he was still not sure of the proper procedure for what was commonly termed 'sex'. He had bought large amounts of videos and books on the subject, but was largely mystified on the subject. It was enough to make his head hurt. Kaname had many times invited him over, but due to his being ill-prepared for 'when a girl invites a guy to her room,' he had refused. He had apparently misjudged the situation yet again.

Actually, his head did hurt. Despite her small size and lack of training, Kaname could deliver quite an effective kick. He went to the living room, laid down on the couch, stared at the moonlight, and listened to Kaname in the next room. He stayed awake till he was sure she was asleep. Closing his eyes, he drifted off to sleep.

Morning, he thought. Eyes open, not sensing any danger, he rose. The sun was finally starting its battle with the night, the darkness falling in to retreat to the light. Moving quietly, he started his day with push ups, mind attempting to process the events of the night.

It seemed Kaname's invitation to sleep over was just that, to sleep. But if that was the case, why did she say 'not tonight?' perhaps she was willing some other night? But if she was, how was he to know? On the battlefield, information was crucial. Information was freely shared between comrades. However, with her, half the time he felt information was a battle he was losing.

His mind turned over thoughts of Kaname and her desires until he realized she was standing in front of him.

"Morning Sousuke." She grumbled still half asleep. Then she sniffed the air. "You stink, Sousuke. How long have you been at this?" She managed to peel one eye open to glare at him. He glanced at the clock.

"Two hours, seventeen minutes."

"Go take a shower, I don't want my place smelling like man stink." He started walking towards Kaname's shower.

"Wait, Sousuke. You brought a change of clothes, right?"

"Um, no."

"Fine, I'll go get you some. Give me your keys," she grumbled. He did as instructed, then started his shower.

Grumble tho she might, Kaname really did not want to admit the smell of his workout was not, strictly speaking, entirely unpleasant. "No no no no no no!" she shook her head violently trying to clear the perverted thought out of her head.

Bright light, ugh. Mornings were never a pleasant for her, this one worse than most. She ambled down the hall, and manged the go down her stairs and up his without much incident. She stood at his door, fumbling for his keys. Opening the door, she steeled her self.

His room seem rather mundane. Instead of tables full of radio gear and ammo crates on the floor, his apartment was almost... normal looking. Well, discounting the military precision in the layout. He was freakishly neat, not something you expected from a 19 year old guy.

"Then again, this is Sousuke were talking about. He doesn't even know what the word means." she said out loud.

Remembering her mission (mission?! She was sounding like him.), she rifled through his dresser looking for cloths. Sousuke looked good in black, she decided. Pants, socks, a shirt, underwear. Wait, what? Am I really going through a guys underwear drawer? She had changed a lot. Before she had met him, she would have never done such a thing. Here she was casually holding his -Ahem- undergarments without giving it much thought.

She was about to close the drawer when her hand touched plastic.

"huh?" her expression curious.

She pulled more clothing. Guns, knives, hell, even a missile she would have expected, but not this. She pulled up a DVD case, not believing what she saw. She read the title out loud, just to make sure she was not seeing things.

"Age of Warring Boobs, G – Cup rebellion." then she found another.

"High School hotties, 2.0" she pulled the drawer and dumped out a few dozen more DVD's.

Kaname the monster appeared again and went on a small DVD bashing rampage for the next twenty minutes.

"THAT IDIOT! "

"SOOOOUUUUUSSSSSUKKKKKEEEEE!"

Sousuke, across the street, 300 meters away, popped his head out of the shower, swearing he heard his name being called...

"Must have been the wind." he said.