With the woman sleeping beside her, it turned out to be a fairly quick drive home as Fang finally pulled up into the soldier's driveway. She pulled the keys out of the ignition and the car hummed to a quiet stop, leaving Fang alone with the drunken pinkette beside her. "Do I wake her?" It was lose-lose, if she woke the woman, she'd have to help her stagger inside, if she left her asleep... she frowned "I'm not doin' this again Light"

Fang stepped out of the car; resting the door against its metal frame "I'll shut you in a sec" The Pulsian quickly unlocked the front entrance before heading around to where the pinkette remained motionless. Slowly, she unbuckled the black leather strap constricting the woman's chest and softly snaked her arms around her body "was she always this soft..." as quickly as the train of thought had started, it was gone again as the Pulsian mentally scolded herself "Focus!" Light was gently lifted out of the car and Fang made her way inside, ensuring she made no sudden jolts to wake the sleeping woman.

Finally, they had made it inside. Fang stifled a groan as she looked at the stairs, cursing Etro for inventing such a stupid contraption. One by one, she began her ascent, gradually making her way along to the soldier's room. Light shifted slightly in her arms and she flinched, "please don't wake up" The pinkette automatically wrapped her arms around the Pulsian's neck and nuzzled her face softly into her collarbone. She let out a content sigh, leaving Fang with an unamused expression plastered on her face "thank you for that Clare, really."

As she made her way down the hall, she encountered yet another obstacle "Of course, she just had to shut her door, didn't she?" She awkwardly manoeuvred the woman in her arms to free her hand, enabling her to turn the knob and see the glorious sight of the soldier's bed. She gently set Light down onto the soft mattress, removing her shoes and placing them at the door. Crossing her arms, she had to stop herself from laughing at how ironic this night had turned out to be.

She wasn't entirely sure why, but Fang leant against the soldiers door frame, watching her lay motionless on the white sheets. She was so unguarded in this state that the Pulsian couldn't help getting a closer look. Quietly, she made her way towards her sleeping companion, sitting gently on the edge of the bed

"Ahh Light... I wish this weren't so confusin'" she sighed, unsure of what she was trying to achieve "I know ya can't hear me, but... that night... It meant a lot to me, even if you feel different." She shook her head "what am I doin' stupid Fang." She ran her hand lightly over the soldiers head, shifting a few stray bangs that had fallen over her eyes "Goodnight, Claire."

She rose from her spot against the edge of the bed and decided to stay on the couch, just in case the pinkette needed her for any reason. She closed the door behind her, missing the quiet mumble from the soldier "mmnnight, Fang..."

The Pulsian began rummaging through the hall cupboard, looking for a blanket and a spare pillow. She tossed them on the couch before realising the car was still open "'Shit" she quickly made her way outside and properly locked all the doors "stupid car, why can't cha lock yaself?" She glared at it for a moment before heading back inside, locking the entrance behind her.

As Fang curled up in her makeshift bed, she found herself filled with doubt. Sure, her and Light had always sent subtle hints and flirtatious comments back and forth, but why did things have to go changing now? "She's the one making suggestive comments!" The tanned Pulsian let out a heavy sigh, she wasn't sure she'd be sleeping any time soon.

After a long argument with herself, she decided to turn on 'crappy late night TV' even though it was terrible, anything was better than her own mind right now. Flipping through the channels, unsurprisingly she found nothing and settled on infomercials.
Whether she liked it or not, Fang was alone, and her mind had no intentions of going anywhere, "hell, maybe I should just bloody drink, 'least then I could sleep a little" she groaned loudly and headed into the kitchen.

Being stuck at the soldier's house alone was more boring than she had ever assumed. There was nothing on TV, no movies to watch, nothing to do full stop. And after raiding the woman's fridge and pantry, there wasn't all that much she could find "stupid Farron, don't you know how to eat?" After raiding the fridge now for the third time, she hesitantly decided to heat herself up some milk "If this doesn't work, nothin' will" she punched in the numbers on the microwave and began pacing around the kitchen, her mind still jumping rapidly between thoughts.

Finally, the machine beeped "well that was the longest minute of my life" she told herself as she wandered back over to the couch and curled up, again. She had only made her way halfway through the glass when a sudden wave of drowsiness washed over her. Not wanting to stay awake any longer, she placed her glass on the table and leant her head back, passing out as soon as her head had hit the pillow.

a/n: GUYS, Deepest apologies for 2 things, 1, how long this chapters taken to get finished, and 2, if you find it kinda pointless and confusing and short |D

Thankyou to the reviews I've still been getting, it was actually those that have kinda given me a chunk of my muse back :3 that and my lovely AstoniaCrest who always pushed me along heh. I promise the next chapter won't take as long to get up & reviews are always lovely heh.

Thankyou! 3