No matter how many women swarmed the younger boy's guild, there was always that thought on his mind. They spoke over voice chat a few more times, but then Shiroe seemed to have school catch up with him in a serious way... they only got to see each other online after that, and then he slowly became less and less active. It sucked, but Soujiro tried to understand the circumstance, that he really didn't see it coming and thought he'd be a more active member of Elder Tales, like he always was.
Now that they were completely stuck in the game with no real way out... he checked his friend's list. Sure enough, the older male's name appeared online. Although he had his own guild to take care of, he wondered how safe the Enchanter was, he was always on the Samurai's mind.
"Soujiro-kun... Hellooooo?" Nazuna waved her hand in front of his face, snapping him out of yet another moment of being completely lost in his thoughts. "Welcome back to the real world... or at least... what we're stuck in now." She smiled and patted him on the head.
Making sure everyone was safe, if someone were to leave the guild for any amount of time without contact, he would try to contact them. Noticing this was the case with Isami and Sara. Calling Isami, she seemed to be annoyed, almost angry... but she was safe, right? He thought he'd let her take some time to sort of her stuff... although he was still worried as to how some of the other people would behave in this lawless world.
Not moments later, he was told of a commotion in town... he wouldn't of basically ran out the door as fast as his legs would take him, if it wasn't for who was involved in the commotion... Isami and Sara. He felt like he was obligated to watch them, and failed in doing so as he prepared for whatever would happen once he got there... and it wasn't long before he noticed what was going on.
Two men were... ready to assault the NPC, Sara... while the Royal Guards came down... to attack Isami? Increasing his speed all the more, he managed to block the Royal Guard's attack. 'Why are they attacking them and not the people assaulting Sara... they're defending themselves... how is that a crime punishable by death?' Not letting his thoughts of confusion distract him, he noticed the blocked attack caused his sword to break, becoming pretty much useless. Before the Royal Guards could make another move, he physically removed the members of Hamelin from the scene, making it that much easier for the girls to escape back to their guild building. Though he was not able to fend them off for very long before he was hit with quite the fatal blow himself, 'well, this is how we find out what death is like here... is it forever... or like it was when we were just playing around on the computer...' He lost consciousness shortly after.
Walking around the familiar city... he noticed a few things seemed to be missing, not that he could remember what it was. It was like he was seeing things from a different person's perspective as he noticed his former self walk around the familiar streets, what did he do that day that the game thought was of significance?
Noticing his direction was towards a bus away from home, he figured it was probably an outing with a few friends from school. The girls always invited him out to all sorts of different events. He got on the bus with his real body... it was weird seeing himself and not being in front of a mirror. Looking around, he noticed more things missing, his phone... didn't seem like the right colour, but he couldn't place what the actual colour of his phone was... 'weird, it hasn't even been a month yet and I'm already forgetting this much?' Basically alone with his thoughts, he decided to let whatever memory it was, continue on. However, it wasn't very much longer before he realized where he was headed, he had past his friend's house, along with the usual place where him and the group of girls usually met up. Arriving at the train station, things seemed to have been sped up, 'this can't be my life flashing before my eyes... kind of too late for that, kind of already dead...' still unsure of why he was being brought back to this particular memory, he kept following himself until reaching the one person he really wanted to see since the Apocalypse, Shiroe, or as his real name, Kei Shirogane.
Letting the memory play out, that day, was the first and last time he had seen him, he wished there could have been more events. Shiroe apologized over and over again for not being able to hang out more, and instead, they texted back and forth for months. He blamed himself for that day, but noticing the outcome from an outside stand point, he noticed how Kei was behaving then, too.
Standing in front of the two of them, Soujiro noticed the worried look on the older male's face as he stared down at the extremely nervous, tense bodied male beside him. It was almost like they were both going through the motions in their head at the same time... he felt bad, but this made him realize something about that particular day... his feelings weren't as one-sided as he originally had thought.
As the rest of the memory played out, he knew it was trying to inform him on something, or help him remember why he became even more active on Elder Tales... the only reason he was online when the expansion pack kicked in was because he was informed, by the same friend, that it would be that night. They texted back and forth about where to meet up once he was doing meeting up with the twins he was kindly helping get adjusted to the game.
Of course the memory ended way before the pack kicked in...
Staring at the white ceiling, he noticed the familiar echo all around him from the running water. Sitting up, he noticed he was back in his avatar's body, 'Am I at the cathedral... I thought I was dead for sure...' Noticing that he was indeed back in game mode, he looked to check his stats on himself, making sure he was okay again. Hearing the door burst open, Isami (along with the other guild members) came running towards him, she seemed to be crying so hard she couldn't breathe.
Finally making her way towards her guild master, she stopped. "I'm... so sorry... Soujiro-san... I thought... you were... going to... die forever..." unable to form full sentences, he hugged the crying girl in front of him, wiping her tears from her face, while everyone else sighed in relief to him being alive and well.
"I'm here now, right? At least we know what happens when we die here, right?" Trying to lighten the mood, he continued to help her feel better about the whole scenario. "I'm just glad you're okay, that's all I was worried about. Let's get back to our home, okay?" He said getting up back on his feet. Walking towards the building where the West Wind Brigade resided, he was more relieved than anything to see Isami and Sara still okay.
As time passed, the Pking worsened... which drove Soujiro nearly mad with anger, because he assumed it was his fault for showing people the immortality that each and every Adventurer possessed. While trying to stop it from happening he ran into a very shady character and while trying to save the twins, who seemed to be trapped inside this hostile guild, he ran into his own set of problems.
"I love you Soujiro-san... I want you all to myself..." Feeling arms wrap around him, he struggled to break free, only to realize that he was having a difficult time moving around much. "You should join me, you and I are the one and the same."
Finally letting him fall to the ground, the auburn haired male bent down to whisper in the boy's ear. "It should be kicking in any minute now, you were drenched in a poison I made myself, so I know you won't be able to move much..." He began explaining why Soujiro struggled to do anything aside from lie there, helpless.
"I can do anything I want to you, the Royal Guards can't help you... and right now as we speak, neither can your team mates." While he felt the paralysis slowly seep through his entire body, Soujiro tried to fight it off to no avail as the character Magus started really trying to do whatever he so desired to the younger male. Until now, not even the busy city that he lived in for his whole life had made him feel this scared and unsafe... he wanted to help his guild members, but he wanted to be saved.
He wanted Shiroe to stop this mad man from putting his hands where they don't belong. It seemed like time had stopped while this man's body was hovering over Soujiro's, until one of his party members snatched him up, healing him of whatever potion that was in the process. The fight eventually ended with the group of people dispersing, and him apologizing to Minori and Tohya for being very unable to rescue them. Apologizing to his guild for being very unable to protect them, Nazuna soothed him "You needed protecting this time Soujiro-kun. We can't really consider ourselves your party members, your guild members if we can't fight to protect our GM, no?"
Walking back, he kept his eyes out for that... shady character he was poisoned by. Being almost afraid of his own shadow for a while, he didn't dare go outdoor except while being accompanied by two or more of his guild's members. Same policy went for the girls that resided in the West Wind Brigade. He didn't want anyone else being "close call sexually assaulted", knowing that the Royal Guards don't consider that to be harmful, and something to be punishable by imprisonment. Every other woman in the guild understood his terms and followed them to a key, to make sure every person was safe from bodily harm.
Days, weeks, months flew by as they continued to investigate things inside their guild halls, and outside the city walls. Monsters were the same, fighting was different, but in a good, easy sense.
After a day of hard training, although everyone knew their bodies had an auto-clean function, he still enjoyed a good dip in the hot springs every once in a while. That night, was one of those nights were he needed to feel at ease again with the situation hanging over his head, like a ticking time bomb. He didn't realize how much time had really passed since then... until he heard his telepathy chat ring-tone in his ears. He couldn't believe the name that popped up, "Shiroe". Quickly answering the call, the older male apologized for not getting to him sooner, and asked him about the situation of the city.
"Not good Shiroe. It's almost anarchy... no laws, no rules... we're keeping our people close here at my guild because of how bad the Pking is getting." he said, trying not to think about Magus. That particular encounter still gave him nightmares.
"Would you like to meet up at the train station of Akiba? There's something that I need to ask of you. I think I have a plan of how to change the conditions of Akihabara." That voice... sounding so reassuring, and this reassuring voice was talking about a plan to change Akiba for the better.
"Just let me get ready, I'll be there in ten minutes Shiro-senpai." Feeling a smile spread across his face, he was more than a little excited to see this man again... how long had it been? He was totally unaware of what time of the year it was, although he was sure someone was keeping track if it wasn't him.
"Thank you Soujiro-chan. I'll be there waiting, there's no reason to hurry." He explained as Soujiro was already half dressed and getting ready to leave. He loved the auto functions for his long hair dried in seconds, with ease.
Getting off the phone with the Debauchery Tea Party's Strategist, he didn't take any time explaining to people who he was meeting up with, and how close he would be to their building.
"We'll be watching you from the rooftop here, because it's close enough that I can just jump towards you if you're in a bind." Dolce smiled as everyone else gave Soujiro the thumbs up.
"We'll be here waiting for your return, Soujiro-kun." Nazuna reassured him that everyone would be safe as he made his way out the door to see the male he has been waiting to see for months at least.
Shiroe had been through his own series of events. He felt bad for not contacting the Samurai sooner, but it looked like every time he got the chance, the younger male was busy with his own guild business. Now he needed Soujiro's help to help assemble the Round Table, and he knew Soujiro would be the right person to help with this particular portion.
After Soujiro arrived, him, Shiroe, and Nyanta all talked about the plan that has been set in motion. Before the Enchanter could say why he wanted Soujiro to do a certain task, the Samurai shook his head.
"I wouldn't understand half of it anyways. You're the tea party's Strategist, so I trust you and your judgement. Plus I'm sure we're all on the same page when it comes to the state of Akiba... it can't stay like this forever considering we don't know when we'll be able to go home... if we can."
While they all nodded their heads, the meeting got cut short, Soujiro had so much more he wanted to say, but his guild needed him for something. Saying their farewells, they parted ways, the Samurai was walking back to his guild when the telepathy went ringing once more, it was Shiroe.
"Did you forget something, Shiro-senpai?" He smiled as he teased the older male.
"There's something else I want to say... but would you like to meet up maybe in an hour?" Soujiro's knees nearly gave out on him.
Smiling, he could feel his body tensing up, just like what happened the last time they met in person. "Yes, I'm going to see what's happening with the West Wind Brigade. I'll call you when I'm finished with what I'm doing... I'll also let my guild know what's going on, if that's okay with you."
"Go for it, the faster the news travels, the better at this point." He said, seeming relieved that Soujiro was so willing to help the older man with his plans.
"Okay, talk to you in a bit... be safe out there Shiro-senpai..."
"Don't worry, I've got my body guard over here..." He laughed as the Samurai could hear Nyanta talking in the background, although he couldn't quite make out what the other male was saying. "Talk to you in a bit, Soujiro-chan."
Ending the conversation, he entered the building just in time to be bombarded with questions about how the meeting went.
"Apparently Shiro-senpai has a clear idea about what to do with the current PK situation, he wants our help with things. Tomorrow I need to speak to a couple of the bigger guild leaders to try and organize a meeting of sorts." To that comment, Dolce wrapped his one arm around the younger male's shoulder.
"I'm sure you'll be fine in that area, you're well known by all the bigger guilds, and if the tea party's Strategist says you're the one, I'm not going to tell him he's wrong." The Bard stated playfully as Soujiro smiled warmly at the compliment.
Nazuna began explaining why Soujiro was called back so early. "We saw some suspicious characters hanging around here..." She started, "... we all wanted to make sure no weird encounters happened while you were on your way back."
Sighing, he wondered how he'd be able to meet up with Shiroe later if that was truly the case. "Thank you guys, I'm glad we're all trying to keep ourselves safe, and I'm sincerely hoping that Shiro-senpai's idea comes through for all of us here at Akihabara." He continued to smile, through his dismay at the opportunity to meet up with him slowly dropping off the deep end as they continued talking.
Nazuna, noticing her guild leader nodding off into his own little world once more waved her hands in front of his face as Dolce giggled to himself. "Let him be, Nazuna-chan. He's got a lot to think about considering all that's happened in such a short time." While just slightly listening to the conversation going on in front of him, he could hear a slight ringing, realizing it was Shiroe on telepathy once more, he immediately answered it.
"Shiro-senpai..." His voice drifted off...
Hearing the older male slightly chuckle to himself on the other line, he tried to stay calm in front of the girls that began surrounding him. "Hamelin seems to be bothering you too, I only noticed because a familiar character seems to be hanging around your building. Did something happen?" To this comment, Soujiro's knees gave out on him as he fell to the floor. He knew that they had to be safe because the guild may or may not have pissed off a couple of people with the recent incident, but he didn't know what that would lead to.
... He was followed home. Picking himself up with the help of Dolce, he apologized to both Shiroe and the, now worried, guild members and exited the room. "I need a moment to explain this to Shiroe, he noticed the same thing you guys did while making sure I was okay out there..." As they all nodded their heads, he closed the door behind him and explained the recent incident involving Magus and some members of Hamelin.
"Where the names of those twins you were helping named Minori and Tohya by chance, Shiro-senpai?" This time it was Shiroe's turn to be completely speechless for a few minutes.
After a few moments of silence and an apology, he continued. "Yes... am I guessing right in assuming they are in the Hamelin guild...?"
"Yes. I tried to help them... but I ended up getting myself into a bit of trouble... and it seems like that trouble has decided to follow me home..." It only took that one sentence for Shiroe to realize why Soujiro was so desperate for his plan to succeed. "I'm lucky to have the guild members I do... otherwise that battle could have ended very differently..."
"... I'm sorry this had to happen Soujiro-chan. I wish things didn't turn out like this..." He sounded so defeated it gave the Samurai the chills.
"Don't say that... none of this is your fault. In fact... I was the first one to be revived at the cathedral, if anything... it was my fault for proving that to be a thing, the player killing would be nowhere near as bad now had things been slightly different." Shocked, even the Debauchery Tea Party's Strategist didn't know how to respond to the Samurai's comment. It reminded him of what Demikas was like towards Serara... this worried him.
Walking towards the younger male's guild building, he wasted no time figuring out who was all there waiting for anyone to peep their head out. One of the names stuck out to him... he wasn't a member of Hamelin per say... but Soujiro hit the target. "Soujiro-san..."
Hearing different honorifics being associated with his name made his whole body freeze up. "What's wrong Shiro-senpai..."
"Make sure no one leaves the guild building tonight. I made sure Isaac-san was aware of the situation, but those people you spoke of... they are there. Keep your guard up." He warned as Soujiro realized that as he was warning him... the older male was probably outside watching everything.
Taking a deep breath, he made his way back to the main area, where everyone looked at Soujiro, worried. "Shiro-senpai, either come in here or go home. He can't do anything to us inside but if he finds out someone else is siding with us, it won't be the same for you." He made sure the remaining guild members could hear him as Dolce, Nazuna and Isami made their way to the rooftops of the building. Watching his expression change drastically made everyone else very well aware of what was going on just outside the walls they sat safely behind.
It didn't take long before he could hear a griffin call and landing from above. 'what's going on... just a moment ago we were fine and planning to make the city a better place for everyone who lives here...'
The call ended abruptly, which caused Soujiro to panic... but not too long before the Enchanter was seen walking down the steps with Nazuna not far behind. "Hey, no one's going to dare try and stop someone when they're riding a griffin in the city. It's a griffin." She smiled as if she was just picking him up for a party, instead of saving him from... whatever Hamelin planned.
Soujiro's face instantly reverted from a death glare to his usual warm welcoming smile. "Thank goodness you're safe Shiro-senpai... the streets are not safe to wander alone at night right now..." Almost sounding a bit over-protective, Dolce did have a talk with him about that very behaviour earlier, but this was an entirely different situation.
Walking up towards the... much taller man (Soujiro noticed the height difference between his game self and Kei instantly), Soujiro turned towards everyone else. "I'll be right back, I think I've got some explaining I have to do..." Nodding their heads, they watched as the two walked towards Soujiro's room.
As Shiroe identified everyone camping out there to Soujiro, his expression dropped. "Yeah... things can be done now... that could never have been thought of trying back when this was just a simple computer game..." he sighed, explaining the poison to the Enchanter, who now looked concerned.
"Travel in groups tomorrow, just to be safe. I'll make sure Isaac-san is aware of this too... he seems rather annoyed too, but for different reasons I'm sure." Genuinely worried about the position the West Wind Brigade's leader was in, Shiroe wrapped his arms around the male apologetically as he could feel his body shaking. "You have people here who are here to protect you... okay?"
Feeling Soujiro's head nod, they both just stood there, the Samurai just wanted this moment to stay as his grip tightened around the older male.
"... I'm sorry." Confused, Soujiro let his arms drop and tried to make eye contact, how the light was hitting his glasses made it next to impossible to make out what emotion was behind that apology.
"Why are you sorry...? This isn't your fault Shiro-senpai..." Still confused, he didn't realize that Shiroe was changing the subject until, once again, it was too late and a light kiss was planted on the younger male's forehead. Feeling a warmness he couldn't quite explain, he just wrapped his arms back around the Enchanter's waist. "School sucks... I know..." they both chuckled at that comment. "I should apologize too, I didn't realize what really happened that day... until I was reminded of it later in a... dream." He didn't quite know how to describe the events of his first death in this game, so his only real response was to call it a dream until he found someone else who experienced the same type of weird vision that he did.
Time seemed to just slip away as they both stood there, just waiting for Soujiro's body to settle back down. Once the shaking ceased, they parted from the long embrace. "Thank you... Shiro-senpai..." blushing, this was something his mind reminded him of since they met the first time. Sitting down on his bed, the Samurai sighed heavily in relief. "I... really needed that... apparently..."
Feeling the tension in the room float away Shiroe took his cloak off and sat down, in front of Soujiro, on the floor. "You could sit here if you wanted, I don't think the floor is that comfortable..." He teased, heart pounding in his chest.
Waving his hand in front of his face the Enchanter smiled, but declined. "I'm fine here right now, I should probably head back to my qua-"
"You do realize that if I can't leave, then you certainly can't be out on your own, either. I at least have a chance at decent defence... Enchanter's are known for being a horrible class to go solo." Eyes darkened as murderous intent filled the young Samurai to the brim. He hated how bad things were getting, but he also hated this bind they were in... unable to step outside their own quarters past dark.
Not seeing this side of Soujiro, Shiroe instantly regretted bringing up the subject of going outdoors. But he also knew that the younger male was right, there wasn't really a better way of putting it other than maybe calling his other guild members down to help him get home... but weren't they all sleeping by now? He felt like a sitting duck with no options... and he didn't like that, one bit.
"... so it seems I'm crashing here for the night." He stood, nudging Soujiro's arm teasingly. "Where would I be for the night, considering the circumstance..."
"Here. No one's going to get in your business if you stay in here with me..." All the teal haired boy was concerned about, was how some people would be to the Enchanter sleeping on the couch or floor of the main area. He saw Shiroe's face meet the palm of his hand and quickly became confused.
Noticing the young man's confusion, he adjusted his glasses. "... when you're around Naotsugu for too long, your mind decides it wants to make a comment that he'd normally make..." Shaking his head, he chuckled to himself. "Don't worry about me, I'm just shocked that Akatsuki was not wrong about that..." He smiled as he laid his robe and pack down, making a make-shift bed and pillow. "Luckily these level 90 bodies don't care what surface one sleeps on."
"You know... this is a king size bed, you don't have to sleep on the floor, unless you're absolutely sure you're comfortable sleeping there..." Heart pounding and face burning, he turned his body to face the wall and curled up into a ball. Leaving lots of room for the other male to lay down if he so chose to. "You're stuck here on my accord, you shouldn't have to suffer because of it."
~*~*Meanwhile*~*~
Holding a cup to the door, Dolce couldn't help but let a bit of his curiosity get the best of him as Kyouko sat beside him. "Sooo... what are they talking about...?" The Guardian asked as Dolce felt like he was apart of a girls party, spying on an older brother.
"Sharing the bed, from the sounds of it." To his blunt comment, Fragrant Olive almost lost consciousness from the amount of blood that emitted from her poor nose. Luckily, Kurinon was ready with a box of tissues, handing them to her.
"I'm sorry..." She shyly whispered as Nazuna stood behind them.
"What seems to be the problem?" She smirked at the four sitting in front of their guild master's door, cup in hand and all. "Are you spying on Soujiro-kun...?" Her smirk widened as the group scrambled to try and hide what they were doing, quietly. "Oh please... continue, I'm curious myself." Crossing her arms, her fox ears twitched, "Unlike you guys, however, I can hear perfectly fine from right here..." Watching Fragrant Olive scramble to keep the blood from seeping through the tissues she was holding, she handed the woman another box.
"Th-th-thank you..." she said trying to calm herself. Before she could take the box, Nazuna dropped it while Dolce was desperately trying to keep a firm hold of his cup, to no avail.
Kyouko kept tapping him on the shoulder, "What happened, what happened? What did they say? What are they doing?"
"One question at a time please..." The purple haired male hushed the Guardian as he set the glass down and backed up. "I hear footsteps..." They all bolted into Nazuna's room and closed the door. "I think they're sharing a bed now... but that's unconfirmed."
"... you mean confirmed right? I can hear them both talking, about how much more people could fit on the bed." Nazuna teased as Kurinon continued to try calming Fragrant Olive as she laid almost unconsciously on the floor. "I think Sou-kun forgets how good my hearing can be sometimes..." She cooed as she watched the four in front of her begged her to spill the info more bluntly, in terms they could understand. "But what's the fun in that? Gotta keep it suspenseful."
Putting the glass up to the wall, Kyouko didn't realize just how close Soujiro was to that wall until she put her ear up to the said cup and nearly flipped her lid. "Okay... I think I can handle the suspense." She said, face red as a tomato. Nazuna nudged her on the arm and smirked.
"Spill it you two, what's going on in there..." The Cleric stared at Nazuna and Kyouko.
~*~*Soujiro's room*~*~
Heart pounding, he didn't care about anything else but the fact that he could see the man he had been wanting to see for a year. Happiness flowed and erased the murderous part that dwelled inside him. Sitting on the older male, practically straddling him, he chuckled. "Now you have to stay on the bed. This is a big enough bed for both of us, and if I have to force you to be comfortable, then I will. You're a guest, I have to treat it as such, right?" He argued, poking Shiroe's forehead.
"Force? As far as I'm concerned, I sat down... the only thing that's forced is the fact that you won't let me get ready to sleep. The straddling doesn't help any of us, you'll have to get up eventually." He teased, thinking of ways to get the, now playful, Samurai off of him. Before he could say anything further, the younger male bent down as their lips met for the first time since becoming stuck in the game they played. Feeling a smile form on the younger male's face, the Strategist's face burned as he let Soujiro have control of the situation, considering he had no idea where this could or would lead.
Once they broke away from the kiss, Shiroe noticed the warm smile that painted the younger male's face. "That, was for your form of goodbye you gave me at the train station. I had no idea what I was feeling, let alone them being mutual." Lightly kissing his forehead, he added, "... and that's for earlier. You calmed me right down to the core with that..."
"Oh... so you're thanking me by returning the favour, then?" The Strategist smirked, making the male on top of him blush and look the other way. "Oh don't get bashful now, you were pinning me down just seconds earlier..." Noticing the cheeks turn a darker shade of red, he decided to stop teasing the Samurai.
"Don't make me take it back..." He teased as he tried to calm his pounding heart. No matter how in-control he felt seconds earlier, it was still overwhelming, and it was catching up with him. Feeling the older male shift his weight, it took only a second for their faces to be only centimetres away from each other once more.
"How would you go about taking that back? No matter what, I'm not taking mine back. That's for keeps." Now his heart was pounding as they both had no experience in this particular scenario, nor did they care as they just stared at each other, contemplating what would happen next. None of them really know what experience the other had in said area, and because of such observation, Soujiro took a deep breath before kissing Shiroe once more, this time it ended with him biting the older male's lip playfully. Feeling a smirk spread across his face, his eyes met the grey eyes behind the round glasses. "... I don't think that counts as a take-back..." He whispered playfully, taking his glasses off and setting them on the floor next to them.
Trying to ride the waves of the situation, he let his body do the work for him, while his mind went wild. As their lips met once more, he forgot to breathe, pulling back to take a deep breath, Shiroe took full advantage and dove in for another. Not anticipating this, the young Samurai's heart skipped a beat as their tongues clashed. Feeling his whole body being picked up the position changed... leaving him, with his back on the bed, out of breath and speechless. Feeling his face continue to burn, Soujiro didn't know when that'd ever go away, his whole body felt like it was far too warm, inside and out.
"... I don't think I'll need the blankets tonight..." The comment made both of them almost completely snap out of their lust-filled moment as they laughed it off.
"Good night, Soujiro-san..." the Strategist smiled warmly as he got off the other male, wrapped himself in the blankets and closed his eyes.
Sitting up, he crawled towards Shiroe, kissing his forehead. "Told you the bed was comfy... Good night Shiro-senpai..." He chuckled to himself as he decided the blankets weren't necessary and fell asleep facing the wall.
~~AUTHOR'S NOTE~~
Inspiration decided to hit me like a bus, and this is why the second chapter was posted SOOO quickly after the first one was. Don't really know how long this story is going to be or where it is going, other than it's going to be a SouxShiro/ShiroxSou story. Hope you guys enjoy it, considering I have had requests for it!