Chapter 6- Heated!

My mind was racing after what had happened between me and Yusuke. I couldn't believe that I had actually pulled it off. I couldn't help but laugh at his pain-filled face. I wonder what he's gonna do? I laughed again. I stopped right in front of the diner to catch my breath. It's getting pretty dark, I thought as I looked at the sky. I calmed down and got all of my laughs out. I composed myself and made sure my clothes and hair looked okay. Upon entering the diner, I saw my mother storing away a carton full of non-perishable foods.

"Is Daddy home yet?" I asked.

"No," answered my mother. She smiled at me and motioned for me to come near her. "Help me put this up and I'll be done . . ." I moved toward her and helped her carry the heavy load to the storage room. "Thank you," my mother said. "Now let's go upstairs and get all the food on the table." I followed my mother up the stairs and through the door. We went straight to the kitchen and picked up the different foods laying at the counter. I picked up a plate full of sushi while my mother picked up some rice and pot stickers. There was such a wide selection of seafood and vegetables. All of the food looked and smelled so good.

"When did you make these?" I asked her. "These weren't here before I left, were they?"

"Oh no," my mother retorted. "This food doesn't take long to make. I hadn't even started by the time you got home." She smiled as she said this. I heard the door open and slow footsteps approached us. I turned around and saw my father with and excited look on my face.

"There's my birthday girl . . .!" My father gave me a bear hug and squeezed me tightly.

"Hi, Daddy!" I smiled up at my loving father. He had a gift in his hand. He gave it to me and said, "I hope you like it . . ." I looked down at the rectangular box and opened it. I marveled at the gift inside . . . blue pens that shined in the light. They were so beautiful.

"Daddy, I love them," I replied with small tears in my eyes. I threw my arms up and hugged him. My father smiled and looked at me.

"Oh . . . we can't have you crying on your birthday." He wiped one of my tears away. "Today is a good day! Now what do you say if we go ahead and open the rest of your presents?" I smiled at my father. He always knew the right thing to say.

We made our way over to the living room, I sat on the recliner while my mother and father sat on the love seat. They passed me package after package. I felt like a little girl sitting there with them, the complete opposite from how I felt at Yusuke's house. I was everything but child-like when I was with him. I didn't really pay attention to what was going on around me. I didn't really care all that much for opening gifts. I got three sweaters from my grandparents (one black, another pink, and the last one dark blue), and money from other relatives. My mother gave me a new dress along with a small cook book full of different Japanese cuisines. Besides from those gifts, I didn't really pay attention to the others. I wonder how Yusuke is doing . . . I thought. I wonder if he's thinking about me right now. I, then, started laughing to myself. I fiddled at the last box in front of me. I guess I could've been nicer, I thought. I smiled to myself and I laughed even harder. I opened the box to reveal a picture frame with a photo of my cousins in it.

"Oh, look at that. It's so cute," I looked at it and smiled. My stomach growled as I realized, suddenly, how hungry I was. "So, is anyone as hungry as I am? I'm famished!" My father stood up and laughed.

"Keiko, dear, I'm always hungry!" my father's voice rumbled throughout the room. My mother cupped her mouth trying to stifle a laugh. We all made our way to the dining room. As I bent down on my knees to sit in my usual place, I looked at my mother and smiled at her. As she sat across from me, she looked at my father. My father looked at my mother and then he looked at me. He nodded to us and we began to eat. I picked up some sushi and planted it in my mouth. We ate in silence for a few moments. I was just enjoying the food as I looked out the window. Wow . . . it's getting late, isn't it?

"How was your day, Keiko?" my father asked me, his cheek full of rice. Distracted by my thoughts, I turned and I smiled at his question. I talked to my parents about how my friends didn't show up at the coffee shop that morning, how I ended up drinking coffee with Suiichi-kun instead. I told my father about my friends giving me a pendant and walking me home. That was basically all. I left all subjects that could lead to talk about Yusuke out of the conversation. I ate a couple of pot stickers and some more sushi. I thought to myself. The last thing I need to do is talk about him.

"How's Yusuke doing?" asked my mother, almost as if she was reading my thoughts. "You guys haven't been seeing each other lately."

"Yeah . . . how is that little punk?" my father added with pot stickers in his mouth. My body became heated at the mere thought of talking about him. Calm down . . . I had to think about what to say. I thought about how they didn't know about our . . . month long separation . . .

"He's fine," I answered. "He was at school today." I popped some sushi in my mouth. "Not much happened. The usual . . . you know . . ." I trailed off. I couldn't eat anymore food since exhaustion was coming upon me. I stopped eating and stared at my parents as they talked. I was thinking about Yusuke again. How he had pressed on me so vigorously as he held me at his apartment. His kisses were so intense . . . as if he craved for me. He was waiting for me, wanting me. His eyes were burning into mine. He needed my heat . . . my body. I got what I wanted, I thought. I got the kisses I hungered for . . . the heat I had been longing for. And for that, I smiled.

"Keiko?" my mother said. I looked at her. "Do you still have room for bunt cake?" I smiled and nodded at her. My father smiled. My mother went to the kitchen and came back with a cake covered in a light glaze, a small candle sitting on top. My parents sang "Happy Birthday" to me. I grinned as they sang. They waited for me to blow out the candle. I did so and my mother sliced the cake for me. I was handed a slice; I dug right in. I ate it quickly and excused myself from the table to take a shower and go to bed. I thanked them for my gifts and such a delicious meal. I kissed both of my parents on the cheek and left the room.

I went to my room and found my usual pajamas. I walked down the hallway toward the bathroom. Upon my entry of the bathroom, I closed the door behind me. I undressed for the third time in one day. I turned on the hot water and mixed in a small bit of cold. I slid open the door as I stepped in and enjoyed the heat on my skin. The water ran through my hair as I touched my soaked body. I kept thinking about Yusuke on top of me and me . . . on top of him. He wanted me . . . I kept saying to myself, feeling all of the heat rushing back into every part of me once again. I couldn't help but lose myself as I thought back to how he absorbed my heat . . . how I absorbed his. His kisses only got hotter and hotter as we continued on too, I said to myself, licking my lips at the thought.

I held myself as I remembered everything that had just happened a few hours ago. The memories were so fresh in my mind that my spine tingled over and over. Everything flashed in my head, reminding me of the heat he and I had created. He pressed down on me . . . touched me . . . rubbed on my skin. His hot fingers grabbed me as they caressed me. His warm mouth sucked on me, trying so hard to hang on to every last part . . . of me. I sighed as I stood there. His hands . . . the felt everything. My waist . . . my hips . . . my thighs . . . His hands touched them all.

"I want him to touch me again . . ." I whispered only loud enough for me to hear, sighing the words as I smiled. I tightened the grip I had on my arms as I stood there. He couldn't resist me. There was no way . . . he couldn't deny me . . . I started giggling to myself. I broke him too . . . I reminded myself. I left him in pain, hungering for the one thing that stood fully clothed in front of him. He deserved it. I smiled to myself, proud of my actions. Today was a good day, I thought.

I stepped out of the shower, beaming with happiness. I dried my long hair at a relaxed pace. I stepped into some fresh underwear and my pajamas. I was happy to be clean. I walked into my room, and toward my bed. I lifted up my blanket and got underneath it. I laid down, facing the wall. I waited for sleep and it came swiftly. I stared at the wall for a little longer, my eyes growing heavier and heavier. Thank you . . . God . . . for a . . . a good . . . day . . .

I was in the shower again. I was surrounded by the steam that the hot waterwas making. Each hot pellet landed on my skin, burning me little by little. My heavy, hot hair clung to my skin, causing me to feel a little pain. What's going on . . .? I asked myself. Why is it so hot in here . . .? I thought. The water was making my skin boil. I reached for the knob to add some cold water. I could barely breathe. All . . . I need is . . . some . . . cool water, I said to myself. I struggled . . . and . . . finally, I turned the knob and stood up straight again. The cooler water was a relief to my skin. I slowly but surely regained my breath.

Out of nowhere, familiar, strong hands came around my waist and turned me. I looked up at the one who held me close and stood with me, completely naked. It was . . . Yusuke. With water falling down on us, I looked up into his eyes and I leaned in closer to his warm chest. His strong arms held me . . . embraced me. His hand came and touched my face. He tilted my chin and he kissed me. I felt his tongue, indulging on the taste of mine. He parted our kiss, leaving me wanting more.

"Do you know . . . how much . . . I love you?" he asked me, practically panting. He came back to me again and his tongue dove into my mouth. His powerful hands squeezed me, traveling down my naked back all the way down to my hips. I ran my fingers through his wet hair. I couldn't resist letting my leg travel up the side of his, our hot skin rubbing against each other's. He withdrew from my mouth as he carefully pushed me up against the shower's wall. He slowly began lifting me up, his hands gripping my hot skin. He looked at me and I stared at him as he did this.

"What are you doing . . . to me?" I asked him quietly. His hot lips pressed against mine for yet another moment. He slowly pulled away, still staring at me with his amazing eyes. His mouth curved up into a smile, reassuring me. I smiled back at him, forgetting my question. Slowly . . . yet . . . suddenly I felt a new sensation inside of me . . . a sensation I had never felt before. Yusuke reared back his head as he groaned in pleasure. He slowly leaned in as if to kiss me again. I gasped softly, finally realizing what had just happened. Oh . . . my God . . .

"I love you, Keiko . . ." Yusuke moaned into my ear. I melted at the sound of his voice. He moved his hand onto my thigh supporting me while I was pressed up against the wall. My legs wrapped around him as I tried to get used to him being inside me. Words could not express how I felt at that moment. I moaned . . . unable to control my emotions. He felt so good against me . . . inside me. He looked at me with such passion in his eyes. I wrapped my arms around his neck as we stared at each other. I pulled him closer and kissed him, running my fingers through his hair again. I pulled away from his tender lips and rubbed my cheek against his.

"Make love to me . . ." I groaned into his ear . . . begging him. His body rose with heat from my words as did mine. I could feel his heat inside of me. My only true love had just become my lover . . . in just that instant. He was mine . . . all mine. He looked more handsome to me now than he ever had before. I looked at him with new eyes as he stood before me . . . against me . . .

He slowly took his cheek from mine and kissed me again. His tongue was so hot as it moved in a way it never had before. I lost myself in the kiss, unable to deny him of what he wanted. Time lost all meaning as he pressed me harder against the wall with his hot body. He pulled his hot tongue from my mouth and let it travel along my neck . . . slowly down to my chest . . . before he reached my breast. He sucked passionately on one . . . and then . . . the other. I felt new sensations throughout my whole body as he sucked on my skin. One hand squeezed my thigh while the other caressed my waist. I moaned uncontrollably as I squeezed my eyes tightly and let my head fall back, the hot water hitting my face. I couldn't stay quiet. He came back to my face and kissed me once more. Our heated tongues became one, moving together at all times. My hands moved up and down his hot back, scratching him.

Then . . . Yusuke did something . . . strange. His hips began moving away and then back toward me, pulling out . . . and slowly pushing back in. I could feel him leaving and returning from inside of me. It . . . felt so . . . incredible. It . . . was . . . amazing! Unbelievable! He pulled away but I didn't care so long as he came back to me. What is he doing? I thought to myself, not really caring at that point. I didn't understand what he was doing . . . but I liked the way it felt. I didn't want him to stop. I sighed, feeling his every movement. I broke away from his hot kiss to breathe. He groaned quietly from his pleasure as I did the same, still trying to gain the breath I had lost. I looked at him as he continued coming in and out of me.

"I love you . . ." I managed to say, feeling him coming back into me. I threw back my head once more, incapable of staying still. I needed his body . . . his heat . . . as he needed mine. All of these feelings rushed up to my head, causing me to cry out in satisfaction. I had never felt such happiness in all of my life. Yusuke clutched me as I brought my face back in front of his. All I knew was that whatever I was feeling, it was blissful, never-ending pleasure. He kissed me again and stole my hot breath. Yusuke's fiery body pressed so intensely against mine, his mouth and mine once again tangled in a heated connection. His burning arms hugged me . . . squeezed me . . . embraced me . . . I felt all of his weight . . . his power . . . his heat . . . his love . . . all of it at once.

I wanted the moment to last . . . forever. It was just . . . so right . . . so . . . perfect . . .