It's Friday night and Karin decides to make a move on her little sister's babysitter, Micchi.

Was it weird that I was in love with my little sister's babysitter?

It was a question I asked myself every Tuesday and Friday night. I wasn't sure if it sounded sleezy or not. I couldn't help it, it was almost impossible to take my eyes off of him the day he started his job. And not only because he was probably the sexiest teenager I'd ever seen, he's just so.. spunky, and hyper, and so sweet – even to the brattiest 5 year old sister in the world, and.. did I mention he was nice, and .. and.. so freaking hot?

I remember my boring life without him. I was stuck babysitting Mami every single day. My mom went to work at 7 and came back at 4 AM. You could tell that little brat was making it hard on me on purpose because she'll throw tantrums over the littlest things that she's perfectly fine with when mom does; like when I feed her vegetables, she turns the entire plate over and demands some kind of dessert. But when mom gives her her vegetables, she takes it without hesitation. And even though she can barely read all the words I put in my diary, she still takes it from my room when I'm not there and hides it. The worst thing she's ever done is stick gum in my hair when I was asleep and draw on my face with a sharpie, but, hey, she's getting older, and things are probably going to get even worse than that.

So when I started working 6 PM through 9 PM at this fast food restaurant for my own money, my mom finally decided to get a babysitter since I wasn't that much of a role model anyway. She said she was going to hire someone her friend had recommended. So on the babysitter's first day, I told my boss I was going in to work late just so I could check this person out and make sure they were good enough to watch my sister, even if she was a brat.

The minute Micchi walked through my door, it was like love at first sight. Butterflies flew around in my stomach just from talking to him and my heart was pounding against my chest when I'd looked into his beautiful blue and violet eyes and he was like no other boy I'd been around. Mami was happy that I wasn't going to babysit her anymore, but was still upset that it was some random person she didn't know, and I felt bad for this guy because she's such a handful and a total brat to EVERYONE except mom.

But with Micchi, it was all different. After just 5 minutes, he was Mami's favorite. He was mine, too, but, you know, I was still a little envious. There was just, something about him that both of us saw, I guess.

None of my boyfriends had actually made me nervous when I was around them, or made me beautify myself when I knew I was only going to see them for a few minutes before work, but with Micchi, it was like that. I made sure my curly dirty blonde hair was always neat, my mascara was perfect, my eyeshadow was perfect, that I smelled great, and that I looked my best when I greeted him at the doorway.

Well, before Mami jumped in front of me and started pulling Micchi upstairs to show him this new craft she did in kinder garden that day. There was this one Friday where everything was perfect, so I decided to make a move on Micchi, at least get close to showing him how I felt.

I came home at 9 that night and walked upstairs to find Micchi tucking Mami into bed and reading her a story about some fairy princess.

I sat on the opposite side of the bed where Micchi was sitting and reading and he glanced up to smile at me.

"Hi, Karin, how was work?" he asked, smiling with that kind smile of is.

I smiled and tucked my hair behind my ear, "Well, I-"

"NO, onne-chan! We were about to get to the part where the princess met the unicorn!" Mami glared at me and pushed her short blonde hair out of her big brown eyes.

I glared back, "Nice to see you, too, you little sh-"

"-Mami, Karin- onee chan is very tired and she just wanted to say hello. Then she was going to listen to the story." Micchi interrupted us.

Mami stopped glaring at me and gave Micchi a defeated look, "But, Mi-chan, It's my bedtime soon!" she wailed. Micchi smiled and whispered, "I'll let you stay up until the story's over, then. But I won't tell mommy."

Mami started giggling and then Micchi continued on with the story. He had such enthusiasm when he read out loud and I found myself smiling by the time he finished.

I glanced over at Mami to see that she'd already fallen asleep in such a short time.

Micchi closed his book and stood up, cleaning up the mess of crayons and paper on the bed.

"You never told me how work was." he whispered as we walked out of Mami's room, turning off her room light.

"It was.. okay." Cleaning toilets because I yelled at a customer for not making up his mind wasn't something I'd like to tell him, so just "okay" was fine.

Micchi smiled and stopped walking, "This is the first time we've actually gotten to talk. I feel like I haven't seen you around since I leave after Mami's asleep. I think I've given her too much sugar, it's way passed her bedtime."

We laughed for a brief moment before I finally mustered up the courage to speak.

"Um... Micchi, I've been wanting to tell you something... Do you.. do you, um.." I stepped toward him and accidentally tripped on a barbie truck.

Micchi gasped and put his hands on my shoulders as I fell into his chest.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

I slowly looked up at him and felt my cheeks redden. Our faces were so close. Our LIPS were so close.

My eyelids lowered and his hand moved from my shoulder to touch my cheek.

"Karin...?" I stood on my tippy toes to meet him.

"Micchi... I.." Closing my eyes, I waited for our lips to meet, but he pulled away seconds after that.

"Um, I need to go, it's getting late." he started walking away.

I had that disappointed feeling from every time I was scared and excited to do something, but relieved and upset when it didn't happen.

I let my feelings take over and reached out to grab his arms when he turned to way, whisper yelling desperately, "Micchi!"

Micchi stopped and turned back to face me, and I hugged him.

"Micchi, I want to tell you how I feel about you. I can't avoid it anymore."

It felt like there was some kind of deadline I had to meet to tell him how I felt.

Micchi pushed me against the wall, surprising me. "Karin, I think I already know... um, and … I feel the same way."

My heart leaped with hope, "R-really?"
"But... Mami's asleep, and..."

"Oh, Micchi, please.." I wrapped my hands around his neck and kissed him.

When I pulled away, he was blushing and had a want in his eyes, his eyelids lowered.

"Oh, god, I've been wanting this.." he kissed me hungrily, almost roughly to show what he meant and put both hands on my cheeks. I moaned when he stuck his tongue in my mouth and we stayed like that, French kissing until we both wanted to go further. Micchi put his hands on my back side and lifted me against the wall, causing me to automatically wrap my legs around his waist. I felt something hard rubbing my woman hood through my jeans and I pulled away from our kiss to gasp.

Micchi gripped my hips before leaning over to bite , suck, and kiss my neck.

"Where's your room?" he panted, and I held onto him tightly as I pointed to a door across the hall.

We continued to kiss as Micchi opened my room door and turned on the light before shutting the door again.

He pressed me against my wall again and I took off his shirt, tracing my hands over his beautiful, well toned chest and abs. He moaned while I did and took off my shirt and unbuttoned my bra.

He set me down and I knelt on the ground to unzip his pants and I watched them fall to the floor. My eyes widened at the huge bulge in his boxers and I started rubbing him through the cloth.

"Karin, aaahhhh..." he moaned, sliding his fingers through my hair. After a few more shy and gentle rubs, I pulled his boxers down and kissed the sensitive tip of his manhood before licking and stroking him, listening to all the noises he made while I pleasured him.

Just before he climaxed, Micchi suddenly grabbed me and set me down on the bed, hovering over me before planting lingering kisses all over my breasts.

"Ahhhh... M- Micchi..." he flicked his tongue across one of my nipples and I squirmed under him, one of my knees suddenly brushing up against his length accidentally. He growled low in his throat and grabbed my hips to hold me in place. I arched my back as he kissed me all the way down my body.

He flicked his tongue across my "pearl" and I gave a silent gasp and squeal of his name, throwing my head back and closing my eyes. Micchi licked all over my outer lips, building up my pleasure. I moaned his name repeatedly, feeling my climax nearing.

Micchi pulled away before I could, and positioned himself over my entrance, rubbing the tip of his length around it over and over again, making me moan as he stared down at me lovingly.

He pushed my long dirty blonde hair out of my eyes before whispering to me sweetly.

"Karin, I love you so much. I want to make love to you."

"Ohhh, Micchi..." I gasped and bucked my hips when I felt him spread my petals apart with his fingers, "I love you, too! I... I want to feel you inside of me..."

With that, I held on to him as he thrust inside of me completely.

"Ahhhhhh, yes.." I was in ecstasy as he started moving around, pulling in and out erotically.

His movements sped up and he started gasping my name with every thrust. I started moaning as tears of pleasure rolled down both of my cheeks. I told him I loved him again before screaming it in the quietest voice possible. My climax neared and by the sudden wildness of his thrusting, I could tell he was close, too.

I flipped us over and he helped me ride him. I started grinding against him, panting, and gasping and moaning his name, telling him how close I was getting before I started slamming down on him as fast as I could.

My screams had become hoarse by the time my climax approached.

Micchi sat up, pressing our bodies together and began thrusting upwards inside of me. With one final movement, we came at the same time. Micchi kissed me to silence the shout of his name that escaped my throat. My body shuddered and I collapsed on the bed next to him.

After we caught our breath, Micchi pulled the covers over us and we fell asleep.

3 a.m

I woke up when it was still dark out and groaned when I couldn't feel what I was looking for.

It was a minute before I heard shuffling and rubbing my eyes, I squinted in the darkness to find a figure moving around, picking up things on my bedroom floor.

"Mi-Micchi, is that you?" I whispered.

The figure stopped moving and sat on the bed next to me.

"Yes, I didn't mean to wake you." he whispered, and I sat up, pulling the sheets up to my chest to cover my nude form.

He put his hands on both my cheeks before finding my lips and kissing me, then he planted a kiss on my forehead.

"Where are you going?" I asked, even though I already knew the answer.

"Home," he sighed, "Your mother's coming home soon."

"Ah," I reached a hand up to hold his arm, "I... I guess I'll see you next week?"
Micchi pulled me into a warm embrace, "Yes, but I want to start seeing you more often. How about we go on a date next Saturday?" My heart leaped and I wrapped my free arm around him.

"That sounds great, I'm already excited.."

"Good. I love you." our lips met again and I whispered back the same thing when he pulled away.

"I love you, too."
Micchi pulled away and the last thing I heard before I went back to sleep was the sound of the door closing.

I couldn't wait until next week.