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Emiko's POV

"Why are you so mad?"

"Who ever said I was mad?"

"No one just wondering."

"Well you smashed my alarm clock, yell at me, threaten me, undress me and you have the nerve to tell me that your not tired after telling me you weren't comfertable and can't sleep without me. No i'm not mad at all."

"Okay just so I know."

"Good."

"Soo what do you want for breakfast?"

"What would you like?"

"What do you want."

"What do you want."

"Dammit If you tell me what you want I will make shit on a shingle and force it down your throat and you will like it."

"Fine, make rolls."

"Nope. Pancakes."

"Fine."

I skipped out his room, down the hall, through the livingroom, and into the kitchen.

"Where is the curry?"

"Right here."

I whipped around to see the man himself.

Kyouya's father.

(A/N: I forgot his name. hehe)

"H-Hello Mr. O-Ootori."

"Well i've never met someone I didn't know. Whats your name child?"

"Emiko Takahashi, Sir."

"Not to be prude but why are you here?"

"Well Kyouya is letting me stay here for a while because of a situation at my home."

"I see. Well I need to speek with him so if you'll excuse me. Do you know where he is?"

"In his room Sir."

He left and I continued my perfect pancakes. I put them on a tray and headed back to Kyouya's room.

I sang my way throught the living room.

'Hush-a-by Don't you cry

Go to sleepy little baby'

Down the hall.

'When you wake you shall have

All the pretty little ponies'

Kyouya's room.

I put balenced the tray on my knee holding the other side with one hand and knocked on the door with the free hand.

"Kyouya are you hungry?"

"Yeah come in."

I entered and put the tray on his coffee table and looked around the room for him.

"Hey your hungry, right? Where are you?"

'What the hell he disappered'

"I'm in the bathroom I took a shower. Is that ok?"

I looked at the bathroom door and saw Kyouya leaning against the door frame with a towel around his waist and his hair and chest glisening.

"Do you have a fever?"

He walked twords me and put a hand on my forhead.

"I don't think so. Why?"

"Your face turned red. You feel really warm."

I took one step away from him turned on my heel.

"Maybe it's beacuse a half naked teenage boy is way to close to me."

He put his arm around my shoulder and whispered.

"So you can undress me but I can't undress myself?"

I turned around to answer but my lips were stopped by Kyouya's. His hands moved and placed themselves at my waist pulling me in. My hand reached unwillingly to the back of his head. I felt something soft and wet on my bottom lip. I opened my mouth to ask but I was stopped by his tongue entering my mouth. I smiled and kissed back. I reached up with my free hand and wrapped my small arms around his neck. He lifted me up so I was up to his level. I wrapped my legs round his hips while he walked around the coffee table and placed me on the bed breaking the kiss.

He stood in front of me and out that famous I-can-benifit-form-this smirk on his face.

"You never answered my question."

"I never had time to."

"So answer me now."

"No, we both can undress you."

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"But I can't anymore cause I was tired and annoyed and... tired so no and yes. We both CAN undress you as in I am ABLE to but your the only one who has permission to anymore."

"What if I gave you permission. Hypotheticly, of course."

I sat up and slid in the middle of the king bed.

"Well... I have pancakes getting cold so get dressed and eat I made them special. But not to special 'cause they're pancakes. So eat."

"Fine we'll continue our conversation later."

"Fine eat."

I moved from the bed and walked over to the table placing three pancakes on a plate for him.

"Do you like spicy food?"

I put the plate in the spot next to me, where he was sitting, noticing he was already changed into black pj bottoms and a black T-shirt.

"Yes, why?"

"I put a little curry powder in the syrup."

He took a bite of my curry pancakes, then another, then another, then another until they disappered from his plate, the tray and my plate.

"Do you like?"

"Very."

He wiped his mouth and got up to clean.

"No, I can get it."

"You cooked. I'll clean."

"Ah... thank you."

"No problem."

He gathered the plates and walked out of the room. I left my spot on the couch and started to look for my bag. I felt a hand clover my mouth and a arm wrap around my waist.

"You won't get away so easy my little niece."

I screamed as loud as I could until he put a cloth over my mouth. I struggled as best I could befoer I pasted out.

Kyouya's POV

I cleaned up the dishes from breakfast and started walking back to my room until I heard screaming from my room.

I ran through the livingroom, down the hall and to my door.

I birst through the piece of wood holding me back and saw my large window open and Emiko gone.

I grabbed my cell phone and called the first person I konw who can help.

"Hello."

"Tamaki, I need your help."

HA!!!!!!

Didn't expect that did you?

Wait you did?

Well... go eat curry pancakes. *evil finger tapping thing* evil poisoned curry pancakes!!!

MWAAAAHAHAHAAA

Bren