OK, this chapter is just plain weird. You may like it you may not, but please review anyway. I think that this is going to be the last one unless you have any ideas. Please R&R, sorry that it's so weird!
W is for weird
Ryou jolted awake and he fell back against the pillow. It had only been a dream, a very complex dream at that but a dream all the same. He was hanging off the end of the bed and he began to roll into the middle so that he wouldn't fall off, but something soft and warm was in the way. He jack-knifed out of bed; it was Masaya! Ryou glanced quickly down at himself and saw in relief that apart from his bare chest he was fully clothed. He left Masaya in the bed not wanting to have to deal with the awkwardness and wandered downstairs, Lettuce was washing dishes in the kitchen and Ichigo was just opening the little pink café; he had overslept.
"Sorry," he mumbled with a yawn, running a hand through his blonde hair. Lettuce glanced at him and blushed. The fiery redheaded mew, Ichigo, danced into the room in a happy mood. Ryou blushed when he saw her as he remembered the dream from last night.
"Hey, can anyone tell me why Masaya is in my bed?" the two girls turned to stare at him.
"What?" Ichigo was shocked. Lettuce frowned.
"I didn't see him come into your room last ni-…" she stopped abruptly, flushing as red as a tomato and covered her mouth with her hand. Ichigo stared from one to the other as if she was watching a tennis match.
"What were you doing?" Ryou glanced at Lettuce and gave a half-hearted chuckle.
"I was helping her with her maths homework!" he chuckled again. Ichigo eyed them suspiciously as she backed out of the kitchen to greet the first customers. Ryou stepped forwards so that he was inches away from the green haired girl. He bent down and whispered in her ear.
"I liked the later part too." He winked and began to head back upstairs when he remembered Masaya. "Hey," he started, turning round. "You don't think that Masaya's gay do you?" he asked quietly, Ichigo heard.
"No," she said, a little too loud. Ryou frowned as Masaya appeared at the top of the stairs.
"Hi honey," he walked towards Ryou. "I enjoyed last night!"
Lettuce blinked and cleared her blurry vision. It had all been a dream, or was it a dream of a dream? She didn't dwell on the facts as she started to roll out of bed. She stiffened as she realized that she was in Ryou's room, in Ryou's bed. Maybe that part hadn't been a dream after all.