James woke up well rested, having slept better than he had in a long time. Who would? Having such warm, soft, furry covers to sleep under...

"Wait what?" James eyes flew open as he realized what that last thought meant. Now that his mind was on full alert, James found his arms restrained by a naked Ahri, treating him like a pillow with her head resting on his chest and her arms holding him in a surprisingly powerful hug. Her tails wrapped around them like a heated blanket, almost putting James back to sleep. She had thrown off the cover, leaving it in a crumpled lump on the bed. Her ears twitched ever so slightly in her sleep, a cute smile painted on her lips. ""Actually, this is kind of nice." James was tempted to kiss her, her tantalizing lips being so close to his and all, but he held himself back. Another time. He told himself. He instead pulled his arms free and pulled her in to cuddle, lazily drifting off to sleep.

When James woke up again, he was getting beaten over the head with a broom. "Help! Crazy woman attack me!" He raised his arm to fend off the blows, his other one still pinned under a still sleeping Ahri. "Wake up! Time to pay the bills!" And just like that, the girl shot of the ground and caught the broom, setting it on fire. James's mother dropped the broom, stepped back in shock. James diverted his eyes, his little self getting stiff at the sight of the glorious body of his companion.

"That's for attacking my pillow." Ahri said, snapping her fingers. Her blue flames extinguished, leaving behind the smoldering remains of the broom.

"Bu-bu-but..." Marry stuttered, backing up into the wall. "You two just met yesterday! It's to early to be having sex!"

"What are you talking about?" Ahri asked, confused. The older woman just pointed to her chest, still shaking from shock. Only then did Ahri understand what was going on. "Oh, that. I just decided to sleep nude since I had no change of clothes." She explained with a shrug. "I only decided to sleep with him since it was cold and I tripped over him." She was silenced by a tee shirt to the face, expertly thrown by James. It was quickly followed by a pair of sweatpants.

"You'll get sick if you sleep naked." James said, grabbing a sweatshirt from the closet and slipping it on. In reality, he was just using it as an excuse not to stare at Ahri's boobs as she was getting dressed. "You can use mine until we take you shopping."

James's mom had finally came back from her shock and was helping Ahri get dressed, which proved to be kind of funny because she kept putting on the clothes backwards or inside out. "I'm not paying for her clothes, you know." James let out a sigh as his mom dished out his punishment for sleeping with a girl. "You should have seen it coming."

"I did. I just hoped I wouldn't have to." James followed the girls out of the room, gloomily listening to the girls talk about clothing. This was going to cut a really large chunk out of his gaming money.

They had pancakes and a side of bacon for breakfast, at least the girls did. James was stuck with a sad pile of toast and milk. His mom said that his father had eaten his portion before he left for work, but James knew she was still just upset about what she found when she came to wake them up because his father only had a cup of coffee for breakfast.

After the food was done, James tried to slink away to his room to play video games. He was stopped halfway up the stairs by his mother ordering him to get his shoes on and take Ahri shopping. He sulkily came back down and put his shoes on, resigned to his fate. Only when his mom told him to give Ahri the jacket did he flip out, going on a rant about child abuse that only ended when Ahri grabbed the hood of his sweatshirt and pulled it off him, zipping it up as she walked out the door.

"Is she always so hard on you?" Ahri asked as they made their way to the bus stop, waiting for a bus that would take them to the stores.

"No, I just think she is a bit disturbed by us sleeping together. Especially because you were naked." James checked his phone for the time. "She never really saw much potential in me really. She puts up with my gaming because I keep my grades high and pay for it myself. Not in a million years did she actually think I would end up dating, especially someone as hot as you."

"Oh, so you are hitting on me." Ahri teased, nudging him in the side.

"We're not dating." James replied flatly. "But I won't lie about finding you attractive." She laughed and gave him a peck on the cheek, causing him to blush. "Please don't play with me." He said, pushing her away with a grin.

The pair of them got onto the bus when it arrived (James having to stop to teach Ahri that the machine wasn't using magic to spit out the paper). It was a 12 minute ride to the store, all the while Ahri was either leaning on James for support or staring out the window. She reminded him of a great big child, constantly being impressed by everyday technology that he was used to.

But what was even more funny was the face of the helper lady at the clothing store. They walk in the door and all eyes were on her. James could have swore he heard a chorus of thuds as jaws hit the ground, causing him smile to himself.

"Hi, how can I help you?" Ahri stopped as a teenage girl in uniform walked up for them, staring at the tails.

"Yes, we would like to get some new clothes for my, uh, girlfriend." James said the last word rather loudly in the silent room, making eye contact with the various males. He then added in a whisper to the girl. "There real, go ahead and touch them."

Ahri hit him in the back of the head, tucking her tails behind her. The girl led the way to the clothes, standing bye in case they needed assistance. "You know, you didn't have to try to intimidate the whole room. You're like 6'9!"

"6'1" James corrected. He checked over his shoulder, glaring at the random guy peaking over the rack. "As I said before, this world isn't friendly. I'm not going to slip up again." He quickly grabbed Ahri's arm as she began to gravitate towards the dresses. "Price tag, little lady." He reminded her, steering her towards stuff he could afford.

Two hours later (holy shit women can shop!) James followed Ahri out of the store loaded down with bags, crying ever so slightly. Even though she bought things within price range, she totally spent every single cent he had.

"Are you sure you can carry all those?" Ahri asked, looking over her shoulder. "I can carry more."

"No no, I got it." James said brightly, waving away her offer with a smile. As soon as her back was turned he returned to crying. My mom would kill me if I don't carry maximum capacity. He sobbed to himself.

The trip home was rather pleasant for Ahri. In between James's crying fits (her fox ears could easily hear it, even when he thought he was silent.), the guy freely chatted with her, even making her laugh at times. She also enjoyed the idea of a walking death machine following her around, because that was the kind of aura he gave off when ever some smooth talker opened their mouth.

They were walking the final stretch home when Ahri finally got fed up with James sulking when he thought she wasn't listening. "Ok, cough it up." She demanded, coming to an abrupt stop in front of him.

"What?" James asked, his eyes drying instantly and in a extraordinarily convincing tone. And Ahri thought she was inhuman. Tails apparently didn't cut it.

"You've been crying ever since we left the store. Tell me what's up." She turned and glared at the boy, her hands planted on her hips.

James, realizing he had been caught, came clean. "You spent every single cent I had. That means I can't afford to pay for Xbox live, can't get now games, and can't buy anything that I find interesting. But that's hardly anything, since I am okay with the reason. What really sucks is my mom is forcing me to be a servant now. I mean look at this!" He pulled out his phone and opened up a recent text message.

"If you touch that girl one more time, I will force you to quite your job and throw out all your stuff. You are to take care of all her problems, do her laundry, and buy her anything she asks for to make up for it. If you tell her, I will... Mother of god, she is horrible." Ahri covered her mouth as she finished reading the text, horrified by how personal it got. She dropped her bags and ran the last of the distance to the house, spirit rushing part of the way.

"Don't hurt her!" James shouted, picking up her bags and following as quickly as possible. Once he reached the house, he could hear the argument from outside. The rational part of him told him to drop the bags and run, screaming at him to run and never come back. The other half was just to frightened to respond to his call.

He tried to ignore his fear and better judgement and reached for the doorknob, only to stop and drop the bags when a blue flash painted the windows. "Screw it." James turned tail and ran.