Miharu saw Yoite hesitate. The mysterious Yoite seemed like someone who would take baths when no one was home with the door locked and shorts still on. Although alternatively, he could see Yukimi forcing him to bathe and doing all the work in cleaning Yoite. So Miharu just made an excuse so Yoite could do that last little bit without pressure.
"I'll start the water," he smiled, not caring that he was bare before Yoite. He turned away and climbed over a huge tub to reach the facet.
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Yoite watched Miharu turn away. He wasn't sure what to do, he was frozen. That last step had him so worried. But he shouldn't be worried. Miharu was his. There was no need for Miharu to like him at all. It was better if the Shinrabanshou didn't like him. Yes. The thoughts were comforting.
He peeled off those last remanents of clothes: pants, boxers, socks. And like Miharu he was now bare. He cut off the last trases of fear within him with a stern face.
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Author's Note: I was actually going to write a chapter for "A Different Outcome". I actually finished it and was saving it.... but ate it. Never to return. Who knows when I'll feel like re-writing it. Enjoy the short, cliffy "Bare" chapter instead. Who wants some cuddle and fluff right after a nice dose of angst? XD Oh, whenever I get around to the next chapter I'll do that.