"And who's fault do you think it is?", she quickly retorted, escaping his grasp not too gracefully. Shiki chuckled lowly.

"Would you please stop making a fool out of you. I'm taking you home."

She pouted, "Shiki-san is a pervert!" and the yakuza shruged.

"I'm not."

He offered her his arm and Kanra looked at him hesitantly, unsure of what to do. Not only was the situation weird but, exactly as he said, she was drunk and unable to walk properly, yet she could not acknowledge her weakness, not before anyone and especially not before one of her most important client.

She sighed deeply and advanced toward him,

"I'm taking up your offer." she stated.

Shiki smiled.

"We're not too far from your place, do you think you can walk?"

Kanra shook her head lightly. Yes she can walk thank you very much. She could walk because he was there and she knew that if she was alone it would have been a totally different matter.

They walked side by side, her gripping his arm tightly from fear of falling. She had a reputation, a legend to protect, she could not afford to fall in the middle of the streets.

She refused to meet his gaze and kept her eyes locked on the floor. She was sure he knew exactly how she felt and what she was thinking at this very moment.

Shiki-san always have been sharp, too sharp sometimes, even for her.

She sighed as they arrived in front of her door, whispering, barely loud enough for him to hear, her eyes fixed on the other side of the road.

"Shiki-san really is a gentleman"

He didn't react, just leaned down slightly as they parted and left a quick and chaste kiss on her lips before departing.

She stood there, shocked, running her fingers on her lips, trying to figure out what exactly had just happened and whether or not she was dreaming.

She unconciously made it to her bed and quickly drifted into sleep.

When she woke up the next morning she was sure everything had been a dream.

She couldn't believe someone like Shiki-san kissed her. Yet, that dream felt so real, fingers lightly tracing her lips she could almost feel something warm lingering there.

Kanra shook her head in disbelief and suddenly a headache came through her head.

Ah. Right. She had drunk yesterday.

She sighed. If she had a hangover that meant everything was real. On the other hand that meant she still had the option of an alcohol induced hallucination.

All of her hopes crushed when a loud ring echoed through her appartment. She quickly ran to the door.

Shiki stood there, carrying a large bouquet of flowers. He lightly bowed and asked before she could even open her mouth,

"I was hoping you would accept to go out with me. You don't have to answer right away though, take all the time you want"

With that he left the flowers in her hands and left.

She took a deep breath and shouted, "Wait, Shiki-san!"

He turned back, startled.

"I accept"