A/N: Hello everyone... Here is chapter three... I just wanted to say that that was done after a suggestion from mischeif maker, so I hope you like it... That's all...
Finally getting tired of turning around and about restlessly on her new temporal bed, Karin huffed and just threw the covers away from her body.
After the rest of her family, and Matsumoto, had left her and Yuzu alone, they had sat and continued talking from where they had left off the night before.
A few minutes later, as Matsumoto had said, a young man wearing black dressy clothes had come carrying a tray with delicious-smelling food. However hungry she was, and no matter how delicious they all looked, she couldn't bring herself to swallow anything down, so when Yuzu had finished with her share, he took the plates back –one still as untouched as he had brought them.
Considering that she hadn't eaten anything since the lunch she had with her family during their way here, she was rightfully hungry… not to mention that all the stress she was feeling lately due to her upcoming wedding, was starting to take its toll on her nerves. A little food would be able to calm her nerves… no matter how much she could eat.
Getting up as silently as possible in an attempt to not wake Yuzu up since she was sleeping so peacefully beside her, she brought her feet to touch the carpet-covered floor and stood up.
Taking a deep breath, and exhaling she renewed her resolve and took the first step towards the door and out of the room, being especially careful not to make much noise.
Considering that when she and Yuzu talked in the late night, it took a lot to stop the honey-colored haired twin, so it must be past midnight by now.
'Great, just a few more hours and you'll be a married woman Kurosaki Karin…' was what passed through her head as she hugged herself and rubbed her upper arms with both her hands above the sweater she had put on earlier when she was talking with her sister.
Even if it was the middle of December, her hometown wasn't so cold and it could easily be tolerable with the few upper clothing she wore when she came here, but here -it seemed- was another case entirely.
'I would like to see how you pull off that strapless dress with this cold…'
A chuckle escaped her lips before she swallowed it back taking to mind the late –or rather would it be more appropriate to call it early..?- hour, and started taking a random route in search for the kitchen. Her thought pattern couldn't be swallowed as easily though.
'Who knows…? Maybe you will catch pneumonia and the wedding would have to be stopped. I would like to see the groom's face when they tell him the news that his wedding is cancelled because his bride got deathly sick.'
There she stopped short on her thoughts as she also considered what her family would think and how they would feel if that was to happen.
No… she couldn't do that to them. It just wasn't worth it…
Catching a glimpse of light coming from somewhere at the end of the hall she had chosen to take –seriously… had she mentioned that this place was huge…?-, she fastened her pace to a slight jogging, hope and hunger making her run just a little bit faster every minute, and sure enough… the light was coming from the air-conditioner above the stove. It seemed that someone had left that on without realizing.
She shrugged.
She didn't care either way… she had finally found the kitchen and now she could eat…
Toshiro, after realizing that he couldn't sleep -no matter how tired he was from the horrible day he had passed- he gave a sigh and just gave up... deciding on the other hand to go and pass the time reading in his library. He was even contemplating about continuing his work from where he had left off in his office if it would make him relax... or at least let time pass quicker.
With that plan in mind, he got up and out of bed, and after putting something more appropriate on -in exchange for the plain grey shirt and deep blue sweatpants he wore to bed- he made his way out of his room and down the stairs.
Considering that the library of the house was at the other end of the house on the first floor, it was inevitable to not notice the faint glow coming from the direction of the kitchen. Taking into account the late hour, that fact kind of spiked his interest.
Who would be crazy enough to be out at such an early in the morning hour...? Beside himself of course, but he was excused that night with everything that was going on in his life.
Giving a sigh, he decided to change his plans and take a detour towards the kitchen first to see what was going on.
What he found there, was definitely something he would have never expected.
Karin, after giving up on finding something to her liking at the cupboards, starting searching inside the fridge for anything edible beside the single peanut-butter and jelly sandwich she had made for herself.
They hadn't even left her the dinner she had abandoned before…
Feeling someone watching her, she turned around with the sandwich hanging from between her teeth to see who her stalker was…
Turns out, a man with snow-white hair and a bewildered expression as he stood there was the winner…
After a few minutes of sharing a silent staring contest, she took the sandwich in her hand, sighed and faced him again with a blank face…
"Take a picture… It will last longer…" was what made it –dripping with sarcasm- out of her mouth as she took the last big bite and passed by him out of the kitchen and to her appointed room.
No use staying there anymore since she hadn't found anything at all to soothe her hunger… For now, that simple sandwich would have to do… it was her punishment for not eating anything at the right time…
Toshiro was kind of baffled as he was left alone after the one that caused him a brief heart attack -finding some complete stranger being illuminated only partly by the light coming out of the fridge he was raging with a stuffed mouth was not something he expected.
If that wasn't enough, that complete stranger decided to make fun of him of all things while calmly getting out of there…
By the time that he got over the shock and turned around to face him and give him a piece of his mind about what he thought about his behavior, he had already turned the corner.
Contemplating going after him and doing just that… he decided against it. He must be a relative of his new bride –he did turned towards the direction of the guests' rooms so he couldn't be anyone else- and that's the reason he most definitely didn't get any kind of recognition from him either… otherwise, he wouldn't be talking like that to him if he knew.
Giving a sigh, he shook his head and turned back again to his room's direction… It seemed that today really wasn't his day, and he didn't want to make it worse by accidentally making a mistake in his paperwork while he was at it… He wouldn't give it passed him to do just that…
So, sleep it is…