So who else is surprised that I made a new chapter so soon? Well guess what, no one is more surprised at that than myself. All written in one day to! Enjoy!

The cleaning process went a lot smoother after the boxes were dealt with. Not to mention the fact that it was a lot easier on my body now that I wasn't really straining it it too much. We did the normal things you would expect from a normal time cleaning a house or apartment. Dusting was done, sweeping a little here and there, and then we made sure everything was in its place so before we stopped.

Blake pulled the cleaning rag from my hand and threw it into a laundry basket that had a pile of clothes in it that Blake said she would deal with herself later on. I looked around and admired the now spotless apartment. It felt good knowing that I helped in the process of making this place look so good. Normally I'm not so keen on doing this but I enjoyed it since Blake was around to keep me company as I dealt with the monotonous tasks. It made my days of loneliness seem very far away now.

Blake was apparently feeling the strain as she plopped onto her couch in the living room and basically went limp. I was left just standing there for a second before Blake saw me and patted the couch as a sign for me to sit down with her. The couch cushions squished under me as I sat down at the far end of the couch apposite of Blake. Pulling my legs and feet up under me, I leaned back and enjoyed the time of rest. Even a small sound of contentment came from my mouth when my head sank a little into the back cushion.

Blake's voice hit my right ear. "I can understand that. Just imagine if it was only me or you doing all that work."

I smiled at the ceiling. "Well it's a good thing that you are the only one who has to worry about cleaning it yourself."

"Hopefully not when I get a new roommate who I can share the load with." I felt Blake shift around a little.

My legs readjusted as they were getting numb. "What happened to the last roommate?"

"He just decided randomly to leave. Oh well, not like I'll miss him."

That statement made me turn my head towards her. "Was he a bad roommate? Loud? Messy?"

She shook her head. "Not really. He just kind of had a bad attitude about a lot of things.

"Oh makes sense."

I couldn't really say much else about it sense I didn't know who this random guy was. Blake must have felt that because she got up and went to the kitchen. The distinct sound of a fridge opening was made and I look toward where it came from. I could see Blake's head through a window into the kitchen as it ducked to look in the fridge. My eyes noticed a clock above the window that proceeded to tell me that we had been working for around 2 hours or so. I was a little surprised by it since it felt like we were working for a lot longer.

"Do you want anything to drink? I'm sure you're probably thirsty." Blake called out, her voice echoing in the fridge.

"Water or tea is fine if it's not to much trouble." I replied, feeling self-conscious about asking for a drink from someone in there own house.

Multiple clinks were made from what I think was ice falling into a glass. Then the sound of glass tapping glass before Blake walked back in with two glasses of tea and ice. She sat down one in front of me on her coffee table and took the other with her to her side of the couch. The second she put her glass down she started digging around through the cushions on her side.

"What are you looking for Blake?" I asked with some mild curiosity.

Without stopping her search she replied. "I'm trying to find the remote to my TV. I usually leave it on the couch but I can't find it now."

I gave myself a small smile. "I'll help then. I doubt it moved too far."

I started pushing open the cracks between the cushions on my side and looking down them for the fabled remote that Blake was so intent on finding. Since I needed a better angle to look around with I readjusted my feet and felt an object touch my toes. My foot pushed it a little and then I went on my hands and knees to look under the coffee table to see what it was. Sure enough, it was the lost remote and I reached out to grab it. I grabbed my prize and sat down back on the couch with a victorious grin.

"Found it!" I said to Blake who hadn't noticed yet.

Her head perked up and turned to me. "Nice. Now I can relax properly."

She sat back down finally ready to space out with some television. "Catch, Blake." I said as I did a quick toss of the remote to her. She easily caught it out of the air and and pointed at the TV while hitting the shiny red button on the top of it. The screen flashed on and Blake started looking through the guide, searching for a channel we could both enjoy. She eventually stopped and we both started zoning out to some stand-up comedian who was wasn't bad but not the best in the world. I cracked a few smiles at it but never really laughed hard at what the punchlines he had lined up after every the middle of one of his stories the channel guide flicked onto the screen and I shot a reactive glance at Blake.

She shrugged her shoulders. "Did you actually want to keep watching this?"

I looked back at the now tiny performance. "Not really I guess. I'll be fine if you find something better."

"Deal." She said as she started flying through different channels hoping to find something to more worthwhile to watch. Her attention finally landed on a channel that was showing an old movie that was in theaters a couple of years ago. We agreed on that since it brought up some old nostalgia within both of us. It wasn't a bad movie but it was definitely better in our memories of it. Either way though, it kept me from turning away much.

In fact, I ended up so distracted that I didn't notice Blake readjust herself to lay down on the couch until her head was suddenly in my lap. It caused me to flinch a little just because it surprised me.

She seemed to have noticed my reaction. "Sorry if i surprised you."

I held up a hand. "You did a little."

She acted as if she was about to get up. "If it's not okay with you.."

"No, it's fine. I just wasn't expecting it." I assured her.

She smiled up at me. "If you insist. I felt like laying down but I was too lazy to go get my pillow. This is just as good though."

I nodded a little stiffly. "Well no worries from me. I'm not uncomfortable with it."

She thanked me and then turned her head towards the TV leaving me able to only see the side of her face. I just looked up back to the television since the conversation had ended. It felt a little odd being in a position like this but I was getting used to it. It's just a part of being her friend I guess. It was pretty calming though to have her there. She seemed to be pretty into the movie so I wasn't going to say anything now at this point. Instead, I just concentrated on the TV and got myself just as entranced as Blake was.

The credits started rolling and the movie ended with some upbeat, feel-good song. Just as I had though before, it was better when I was younger but it still did it's job. The time had passed like predicted and I had no idea what was next. "What did you think of it Blake?" She didn't answer so I looked down and saw that her eyes were closed. She had fallen asleep during the movie and was now out for the count it seemed.

Most times I would have woken the person up so they wouldn't be stuck on my lap but looking down at her it seemed to be a crime to do that now. It felt like one of those times where you had a sleeping cat on your lap and you didn't want to get up in fear of waking it up. She seemed to be so relaxed right now and who was I to disturb that? I accepted my fate and took the remote that was next to her so I could find something to watch while she slept. There wasn't much to watch now so I threw it on a random reality show and leaned back to watch.

Eventually I felt myself about to fall asleep and I knew I couldn't stop it. Before my eyes shut closed I reached over Blake and took a drink of my tea. As I went to put it back, some of the condensation fell of the glass and landed on Blake's cheek. For a second I thought she was going to wake up since her face seemed to twitch a little at the cold drop but her breathing stayed normal and she didn't move anymore. I didn't want to leave it there so I gently reached down and, as slowly as I could, wiped up the drop. Her faced twitched a little again at the contact but it still didn't wake her up. I wiped my finger off and leaned back again. My eyes started to close on me and sleep started attacking my mind. The last thing I thought before I fell asleep was that Blake had very soft skin.

I woke up to the TV showing another reality show and Blake's fridge being opened. Looking around I noticed that a blanket had been thrown over me. I pushed it off and went to the kitchen where Blake was sticking her head in the fridge. She pulled it out with some eggs and noticed me standing there with stiff legs.

"You sleep a lot." She decided.

I laughed. "I try not to but sometimes I just get too comfortable or tired."

Blake started cracking eggs. "Well we were out all night so it's breakfast time."

"All night? I guess that explains the numb feeling in my legs."

Blake looked down at them. "Sorry about that. You could have woke me up and asked me to move."

I pulled up a chair to her table. "It's fine. You looked too peaceful for me to do that."

"Good. It was the best night of sleep I've had for awhile. Thanks." Her smile was wide and genuine.

I didn't know if I was nervous or embarrassed at that statement but my cheeks were definitely burning. Hopefully Blake didn't notice since I didn't feel like making the moment weird. But she just continued on making breakfast like she was when I woke up. I felt useless just sitting here though so I got up and started helping with everything Blake could have used some in. I wasn't much of a cook but I could do the tasks she asked of me. I guess she could tell I didn't do much cooking at my house.

Everything turned out delicious though, even with my help. It wasn't anything magnificent looking but it was good. I never knew how good simple things like omelettes, sausage, and old fashioned pancakes could be when eating it with someone you like to be around. There wasn't much talking but it was enough to enjoy each others presence.

"How was it, Weiss?" Blake asked when my plate was finally empty.

I wiped my mouth quickly. "It was great! Much better than my normal breakfasts."

I could see her face light up a little. "Thank you. Living alone pretty much forced me to cook better."

"It shows. Everything was delicious." I replied

I got up from the table and took my plate to the sink so i could wash it quickly. Something popped into my head though and I wanted to say it before I forgot. I put my plate down and walked up behind Blake while she was still sitting down. I reached down and hugged her neck with a big smile on my face. "Thanks for the blanket, Blake."

I feel like I'm spoiling you guys with a new chapter this fast but you all are probably more a long the lines of abandoned. I still try to get these chapters out though so I'm sorry about such long breaks between them. As always, reviews are welcome and remember to have fun!