Upset
"Welcome, Takashiro-sama. Please take a seat."
Takashiro sat in the booth Tesla was already waiting for him at and looked around the room as he did so. Even if he did hate the blond that messed with Tesla's head so much he had to admit that the place had style. A lot of the host clubs he had been to over the years always felt cheap, like someone had painted over plastic and tried to pass it off as gold. This was far from the case at Solid Gold though and Takashiro took a moment to drink the sight in until he'd had his fill. Tesla would wait, like a good little boy, for as long as he wanted him too and they both knew it.
"Why did you want me to come here, Tesla?" Takashiro asked as he reached for the wine glass that had been set on the table in front of him. Tesla took his cue and immediately filled it with deep red wine.
"I thought that… it'd be nice to spend my last night here with you, Takashiro-sama." Tesla replied quietly and Takashiro grunted.
"Fine. We'll leave after I've finished my wine."
Tesla nodded and placed his hands in his lap, waiting silently while Takashiro finished his wine, fretting over the right moment to tell the man that he wasn't leaving with him as planned tonight. That he wouldn't ever be leaving with him anywhere again. He wanted to get up and run out the front door. Tesla didn't want to be there. He didn't want to do this. He didn't want the conflict that was sure to happen. He didn't want to disappoint anyone he loved and cared for. But here he was, on the precipice, about to jump and he was scared. He looked up and saw Takashiro sip down the last bit of wine from his glass and set the glass heavily back down on the table. Small black eyes caught Tesla looking and narrowed.
"Alright. I'm finished, let's go."
"W-wouldn't you like to have one more? It's really good wine." Tesla pressed for more time. To do what he wasn't sure, but he still wanted it.
Takashiro shook his head and glared at Tesla. "I'm not one of your customers, you little whore. I said let's go."
Tesla swallowed, his eyes darting to where he knew Shinji was standing before returning to the man in front of him. This was it, the moment he had been dreading. He couldn't back down now.
"I… I'm not going." Tesla practically whispered and the air in the room seemed to still.
"What did you just say?" Takashiro growled out and Tesla winced before looking up again.
"I don't want to quit my job." He tried again, this time his voice a bit stronger.
"You…!"
"And… and I… I think we should…." Tesla felt his chest constrict and he fought past the pain that was blooming there. Frightened though defiant eyes looked up and met with Takashiro's dark ones and he swallowed yet again.
"I can't see you anymore, Takashiro-sama."
The only thing Tesla could hear at this point was the blood rushing and pounding in his ears. Takashiro didn't move and Tesla couldn't breathe. He'd never broken up with anyone. Ever. He didn't like this feeling; guilt, relief, anger, shame, and an odd amount of elation. Takashiro's face began to turn red, his hands shaking in fists on the table and breath hissing out through his nostrils.
"What did you say?" Takashiro practically spat and Tesla winced again.
"I…."
"I heard you!" Takashiro shouted and Tesla's mouth snapped shut. His eyes once again found Shinji, the blond was watching the table with narrowed eyes, before snapping back to Takashiro. Too late. Takashiro looked in the direction Tesla had been looking and a sneer twisted his face as he turned back.
"I knew this had something to do with him." The man muttered darkly. "We're leaving. We'll talk about this when we get home."
Takashiro stood and glared at Tesla but the younger man didn't move. "… I'm not going, Takashiro-sama."
For a moment it looked as if Takashiro were going to yell or, maybe, hopefully, just walk away. Tesla felt that hope rise in his chest and expand a little but it was dashed to pieces when Takashiro launched himself over the table and slammed his fist into Tesla's unprotected face. There was a loud commotion and Tesla felt the rush of people around him, could feel Takashiro struggling and shouting above him. The man managed to land one more blow, this one catching Tesla I the shoulder, before he was pulled completely off Tesla and Shinji was there, pulling Tesla out of the seat and to his side.
"I think you need ta leave, Takashiro-san. Before I'm forced to call the police about this." Shinji hissed and turned his attention to Tesla.
"C'mon, you heard the boss." Kensei said and with the bouncer, Chad, pulled the man out of the building.
"Fuck you, you little faggot!" Takashiro shouted and Shinji ignored him. "You'll regret butting into my business. I promise you will!"
Shinji frowned at Tesla and sighed. "Sorry. I should have had them closer." He muttered before handing Tesla off to Yumi.
"I'm sorry for the disruption." Shinji raised his voice to address the customers staring at the scene that had just happened. "How about a bottle of champagne for each table for the trouble?"
A few people laughed, someone clapped and the conversations rose again as Shinji instructed Lisa to prepare the bottles, before checking the front of the building to make sure the man had left. Kensei and Chad seemed to be having issues with Takashiro still and Shinji stepped outside to mediate.
"Do we still have a problem here?" Shinji sneered and Kensei stopped in the middle of what he had been shouting at the other man.
"He's not gonna leave unless we either make him or call the police." Kensei looked back at Takashiro. "Or you could just let me kick the crap out of him and be done with it."
"Maybe if I wasn't tryin' to run a business." Shinji muttered, his eyes fixed on Takashiro's.
"Listen, ya worthless piece 'a shit. Tes ain't gonna have anythin' ta do with ya no more so back the fuck off. He don't need someone like you in his life ta make him happy."
"This is bullshit! You're the one putting ideas in his head. We were fine before you started butting in and opening that big fucking mouth of yours." Takashiro spat the last word as if it tasted bad and Shinji snorted.
"Get off my property before I let them do what they want with ya."
"I'll leave with Tes…."
Shinji pulled his cellphone out of his pocket and started dialing numbers, Takashiro's eyes glued to the movements of the blond's fingers. Shinji cocked a thin blond eyebrow at the man as he lifted the phone to his ear and waited patiently for the call to connect. Takashiro sneered and straightened his coat.
"Yes, I'd like to report a disturbance." Shinji said and Takashiro snorted.
"This isn't over." The man said as he walked stiffly away, back to his car.
"Shinji? What the hell are you talking about?" Ichigo said and Shinji chuckled.
"Sorry, I had to pretend to call the cops." Shinji said into the receiver. "I'll tell ya all about it tomorrow, okay?"
Ichigo yawned. "Whatever. Do you realize how late it is? You could have woke the kids."
Shinji smiled as he walked back into Solid Gold. "Sorry. I'll call ya tomorrow Ichi. Get some sleep."
"Stop calling for stupid things then." Ichigo grumbled before saying goodbye and hanging up.
Shinji felt a little bad as he tucked his phone back inside his pocket. He'd been hoping that Ichigo's night had gone smoothly with the kids but from the sound of it they had given him trouble. Again. It was like this every month when Grimmjow had to leave Ichigo alone with them but Shinji had plans to go over there tomorrow morning to help out a bit. Shaking off those thoughts Shinji stepped into the employee lounge where Yumi was dabbing the blood oozing from a nasty cut on Tesla's lip. Shinji frowned and sat on the short settee next to Tesla, shaking his head and pushing a bit of sandy blond hair behind Tesla's ear.
"I was hopin' he wouldn't get close enough to hitcha." Shinji muttered and Tesla smiled, winced, then frowned.
"It's not your fault, Shin-chan. It doesn't even hurt that bad, so please, don't worry about me."
Pathetic. Shinji loved and cared for Tesla as a good friend, but the man was pathetic.
"Is anything else hurt? Since this happened here I'll have to make a report and you'll have to get that face checked out."
"But…."
Shinji smirked and kissed Tesla's forehead. "Shut up and let me baby ya fer a bit. It's what friends 're for, ne?"
Tesla blushed and dipped his head and Shinji sent Yumi a look that he hoped conveyed that he was going to be leaving Yumi in charge for the night while he took Tesla home to rest. Apparently Yumi understood because he nodded sharply and rose gracefully before leaving the two blonds alone. Shinji sighed and stood, reaching inside Tesla's locker and pulling out his thick coat for him.
"C'mon. We'll stop at the hospital and I'll fill out the paperwork while they check ya out. Then we'll go home and take a farewell-to-pieces-of-shit shot and watch chick movies."
Tesla smiled again, this time not as wide, before taking his coat from Shinji and slipping it on.
"Thanks, Shin-chan."
Shinji chuckled and pressed his forehead to Tesla's. "Shut up." He whispered affectionately and flicked the lights off as they left the room.
Nnoitra was in a tricky situation. He couldn't decide if he liked it or hated it either and it irritated him because of it. There he sat on the couch, Shinji curled up next to him, blond head resting on a hard pectoral muscle as Nnoitra had his arm stretched across the back of the couch. The hand at the end of the arm that was pressed close to Nnoitra was playing with the ends of Nnoitra's hair and Shinji looked as if he was very content at that moment. And that made those weird flip flop sensations in Nnoitra's belly that he was still far from used to. So what was it that was making him uneasy? It was the other blond whose head was in Shinji's lap and that Shinji was petting like a small dog that was bothering Nnoitra. This whole situation should have been weird for all of them, but Shinji and Tesla were seemingly fine about it all. Nnoitra looked down at the top of Shinji's head and frowned. Though, the partially empty bottle of labelless, clear liquor might have had something to do with the both of them being so agreeable.
Nnoitra was having moral issues, a relatively rare feeling for the man. He still held some hope of one day fulfilling his long running fantasy of having two blonds worship his body at the same time and having both Shinji and Tesla practically sitting in his lap was… not doing good things to him. Sure, Tesla was a stupid faggot and Nnoitra hated his guts, but he was still attractive and fit well into the fantasy. Now that he thought about it, Shinji might actually be up for that idea and Tesla was single at the moment. It didn't occur to Nnoitra that he was being a self-absorbed, insensitive pig, it normally never would, and he let his mind wander to things that may one day be.
Shinji blinked at the television a few times and realized that whatever it was they had started watching was long over. Tesla, he noted, was sound asleep with his head in Shinji's lap and Nnoitra…. Nnoitra had his head back and a wide grin on his face at whatever it was he was thinking. Shinji scowled and poked him hard between the ribs.
"Ow! The fuck was that for?" Nnoitra asked loudly as his entire body jerked forward at the sudden, very unexpected pain.
"The hell're ya thinkin' about?" Shinji asked, and looked down when Tesla made a noise and began to sit up himself.
"Nothin'. Fuck."
"Don't be a baby, I barely poked ya."
"The fuck ever."
"How long's the movie been over?" Shinji asked as he stretched and turned to check Tesla's face.
"What movie?" Nnoitra asked and Shinji rolled his eyes.
"The one we were just watchin'."
Nnoitra shrugged as he stood to relieve himself and Shinji sighed as he ran his thumb over Tesla's bottom lip. Nnoitra stopped and watched for a moment, silently wishing a tongue would peak out or the thumb would dip inside. He scowled when Shinji stood and said he was getting more ice and Nnoitra finished the walk to the bathroom. Things like that never happened in real life so he was surprised at his disappointment. Shinji was reaching into the freezer when Tesla came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his head against the back of Shinji's neck.
"I think I should just go to bed, Shin-chan. It looks like Nnoitra-sama wants to be alone with you anyway." Tesla yawned and Shinji turned to him.
"Are ya sure? I can stay up with ya all night if ya want, Tes." Shinji offered and Tesla smiled.
"Thanks, but I think I'll be fine. It may be the alcohol a bit, but… I feel good about this break up. Maybe… maybe things will start looking up for me?"
Shinji chuckled. "That's the spirit." He kissed Tesla's cheek and heard a grunt from behind them that announced they weren't alone.
Shinji turned and raised his eyebrows a bit at Nnoitra before reaching into the refrigerator and pulling out a cold beer for the man. Nnoitra frowned at it a moment, eye flickering between Tesla and Shinji, before taking it and walking back to the couch. Tesla gave Shinji a quick hug before padding off to bed and Shinji returned to his spot next to Nnoitra. Nnoitra was stiff and staring at the TV and Shinji frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Uhm, bullshit?"
Nnoitra sighed. "I… don't like ya bein' so 'ffectionate with him."
Shinji felt his mouth twitch and he tried not to smile. "Oh really? You, the man who's always wanted a threesome with two blonds, is tellin' me to stop bein' affection with another blond."
"Shut up."
"You shut up. He had a hard night, I was just comfortin' him."
Nnoitra snorted and lifted his beer, taking a large pull from it before it occurred to him that he wanted a cigarette. The only problem was it was colder than fuck outside and Shinji didn't want him stinking up the house with the smoke. He sighed and finished off his beer. He couldn't wait to get on that job tomorrow and make some good money so he could get his own place again. He hadn't realized until he lost it how nice it was having something that was only his. Something that he could do whatever he wanted with. Nnoitra set his empty can on the coffee table and huffed out a sigh before finally deciding that the nicotine was far more important than the cold he would have to endure in order to get his fix and started to move to get to his feet when Shinji turned his head and looked up at him, honey colored eyes large and rendering him unable to move. Shinji's eyes seemed to take their time as they looked at Nnoitra, as if memorizing his face.
"Time ya takin' off tamarrow?" Shinji asked in a whisper, leaning close and sitting up so that he was mostly level with Nnoitra's face.
"Noonish."
Shinji frowned a bit and leaned forward, pressing his lips to the corner of Nnoitra's mouth.
"And if I said don't go?"
Nnoitra snorted and tried to kiss Shinji back, missing when the blond easily dodged his seeking mouth.
"Already toldja, I hafta. Won't be more'n a couple days though. Three tops."
Shinji pulled back enough to look at Nnoitra again, his eyes almost sad and his mouth turned down at the edges.
"Please stay."
"Shin…"
"I have…." Shinji stopped and crawled into Nnoitra's lap, straddling his hips and bringing his arms up to twine around Nnoitra's neck. "I gotta bad feelin' 'bout tamarrow." He whispered, as if speaking those words would make it certain.
"Ain't nothin' gonna happen." Nnoitra said and he leaned forward to brush his lips across Shinji's.
"But…."
"Shut it. It ain't that kinda job so I ain't gonna get hurt. Just relax."
"But…" Shinji tried again, fumbling and ultimately losing his words when Nnoitra kissed him lightly.
"Ya trust me, right?" Shinji nodded. "Ya love me, right?"
Nnoitra felt Shinji nod again and grinned, letting his tongue slide across Shinji's bottom lip. Shinji opened his mouth and let the tip of his own tongue flick against the tip of Nnoitra's, making a small noise when Nnoitra sucked Shinji's tongue into his mouth. Nnoitra let go of Shinji's tongue and angled his head so that he could lick a hot, wet line up the side of Shinji's neck. The blond shivered and dug his fingers into Nnoitra's soft hair.
"Wanna lick ya all over b'fore I go." Nnoitra husked and Shinji whined.
"Don't see nothin' stoppin' ya." The blond grinned and pulled his shirt over his head.
Nnoitra hummed as he raised his hands to grope Shinji's newly exposed chest, taking care to tug at the tiny nipple rings before curling down to cup his ass and press their centers together. He loved how easy it was sometimes to change the subject with Shinji. Shinji bit down on Nnoitra's lip and sucked before spreading gentle kisses across the man's cheek. Nnoitra sighed contentedly and ran his hands up Shinji's back, fingers playing at the muscles before grabbing Shinji's shoulders and pulling him closer. Teeth latched onto the top of Shinji's ear and he moaned, shivering at the feel of Nnoitra's warm breath against his delicate skin. Nnoitra let go and cupped Shinji's face, pulling back to look at him a moment before pulling him in for a slow and deep kiss. Shinji kissed him back, tongues caressing each other indolently as their bodies began to move slowly closer. Shinji pulled back to take a deep breath, briefly remembering a time when kisses and touches like that made him so uncomfortable he couldn't bare it. Nnoitra was still capable of surprising him with tenderness, even after all this time.
"I love you." Shinji breathed and kissed Nnoitra again.
Nnoitra groaned as Shinji ground himself into him and he bucked his hips upward. He wanted to get his fill tonight so it would tide him over while he was gone and it looked as if Shinji was more than willing to let him do it too. Shinji was just about to sink his teeth into Nnoitra's pointed chin when his cell phone rang, interrupting their moment.
"The fuck?"
"That's okaachan's ring." Shinji frowned and tried to push out of Nnoitra's lap.
"Ignore it." Nnoitra said huskily and held Shinji's arm.
Shinji frowned at him. "What if it's about Yo-chan?"
Nnoitra huffed out a breath and let go, watching Shinji skip across the room to answer the call. He resisted the urge to sneer but only because he was too busy grumbling about stupid interruptions. Shinji answered his phone with a quiet hello and his mother greeted him cheerfully.
"Shin-chan, how's yer night goin'?"
"Okaachan, what didja need? I'm kinda busy." Shinji cut her off before she could start rambling.
"Well, I'm on my way over ta drop off Yo-chan. Nana, poor thing, has a pretty nasty fever and I don't want Yo-chan gettin' sick. Yer gonna hafta watch her tonight." Etta said and Shinji could hear Yayoi fussing in the background.
"Oh, is she okay?" Shinji asked, barely registering that he was just about to spend his first overnight visit with his daughter.
"Oh she'll be fine. Yo-chan's just a bit young ta get this kinda cold. Anyway, be there in a bit so ya might wanna hurry up and finish whatever it was ya were doin'."
Shinji snorted. "Don't got time for that." He commented dryly and Etta giggled. "See ya in a bit."
Shinji hung up the phone and turned to find Nnoitra staring at him with a narrowed eye. He really wasn't going to like what Shinji was about to say.
"So… Nana's got a fever." Shinji started, walking slowly back to the couch and bending to retrieve his shirt. Nnoitra's eye, if possible, narrowed further.
"So?"
"Well, Yo-chan can't be around there right now so…."
"No way." Nnoitra cut him off. "Can't she go somewhere else?"
"Where the hell else do ya expect her ta go, Nnoi? She ain't got any other family. 'sides, I'm… kinda excited to have her for a whole night." Shinji smiled and Nnoitra snorted.
"Fine. I'll leave."
"Nnoi! Ya don't haft leave just cos Yo-chan's gonna be here." Shinji yanked his shirt over his head.
"Well I can't do what I wanna if she's here so…."
"Oh, shut up. Quit bein' such a fuckin' baby about this."
Nnoitra stood and crossed his arms over his chest. "I don't like kids. I don't like babies. I ain't gonna spend the whole fuckin' night with one."
Shinji's mouth formed a line and honey eyes narrowed. "The hell ya gonna do if somethin' happens and she's gotta live with me? Or when she gets older and spends more time over here?"
"I'll just…."
"You'll what? Stay away every time she's here?" Shinji shook his head and felt his chest tighten over his heart. He knew this was going to cause trouble for them.
Nnoitra didn't say anything and Shinji stomped to the kitchen to make himself some tea. He wasn't sure if okaachan had plans to stay long enough for a cup herself but he wanted some at the moment. Nnoitra's attitude didn't surprise him in the least, but it still hurt that he was being this way. It didn't make their future very pretty. Nnoitra watched Shinji walk away and sneered at his back. He wanted to leave before the kid got there but he didn't want to leave with Shinji pissed at him. And he didn't think they had time to fight or fuck it out either. He dropped his arms and walked to the kitchen, standing behind Shinji and waiting for the blond to take notice.
"So leave already. They're gonna be here soon." Shinji said in a snooty tone and Nnoitra rolled his eye.
"Y'ain't gonna kiss me 're nothin'?"
Shinji shook his head and still refused to look behind him.
"Quit bein' a bitch."
"Quit bein' an asshole."
"Che, whatever." Nnoitra said, turning to walk out of the kitchen and retrieve his things. Shinji didn't want him there, fine. He'd just leave. Wasn't exactly like he wanted to stay any longer than necessary to say goodbye anyway.
He had his coat half on when he heard the sniffle from the kitchen and he grit his teeth. Shinji was not going to get to him this time. Nnoitra shook his head and pushed his arm through the other sleeve when he heard a tearing sound followed by a blown nose. Nnoitra's eye closed and his head tipped back as he for some odd reason fought the urge to curse. Another sniff and he was stomping back to the kitchen, grabbing Shinji by his shoulders and spinning him around. He took a moment to see the poorly dried cheeks and the wide eyes ringed in spiky, wet lashes and growled, leaning forward to press his lips against Shinji's. He pressed the kiss deeper, forcing his tongue inside and moaning when it really didn't take that much effort. He bent Shinji back and pushed him into the edge of the counter, all the while tasting every inch of the blond's mouth. He pulled back and looked down again, pleased with what he saw this time. Shinji's cheeks were flushed, his eyes still wide but very much devoid of tears, and his pink lips were wet and swollen from his kiss.
He didn't say anything, instead pressed his lips to Shinji's once more in a sweet and tender kiss before standing to his full height and leaving the apartment entirely. Shinji swallowed as the door shut behind Nnoitra and placed a hand over his heart in an attempt to steady it. Shinji was pretty sure that neither one of them played fair at fights anymore.
Nnoitra stopped outside the door and pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up before searching for his phone. He'd need a ride if he was going back to Starrk's at this time of night and it was way too fucking cold to walk. He was in the middle of checking an inside pocket on his coat when he heard footsteps and looked up to see Etta walking his way with the baby in tow. Nnoitra sneered and sucked hard on his cigarette. Etta regarded him as she walked by but only smiled before rushing inside. Nnoitra almost sighed in relief and finally fished his cellphone out, dialing Starrk's number and waiting for it to connect.
Inside the house Shinji set up Yayoi's bassinette and tucked her in it as his mother put a few bottles of breast milk in the refrigerator. She took one look at Shinji's face and knew that something was wrong but for once kept her mouth shut about it. She kissed her son good night and pulled her coat tighter as she stepped back outside to see Nnoitra still standing where he had been before, this time with an even deeper scowl than he'd been wearing beforehand. Etta smirked.
"Starrk ain't gonna answer." She said quietly and Nnoitra's gaze shifted to her.
"The fuck do you know?"
"Because, he left his phone at my house." Etta said, looking up at Nnoitra with a smirk.
Nnoitra snorted. "So yer the woman." He wanted to laugh at that one but shivered instead. "Gimmie a ride." He demanded and Etta laughed.
"Go back inside with the man ya love and tell 'im yer sorry fer whatever ya did."
"I don't need ya meddlin', woman."
Etta hummed and rocked back on her heels before smiling up at him again. "Nope, ya don't. But why dontcha listen anyway. Might do ya some good."
Etta cocked her head to the side and wrinkled her nose before walking away from Nnoitra. It was up to him what he decided to do but she hoped that she had helped get him back inside that apartment with her son where he belonged. Nnoitra tried Starrk one more time before he gave up and flicked his cigarette into the parking lot. With a sigh of resignation he turned back and opened the door to Shinji's apartment, stepping back inside and pulling his coat off as he ignored the look Shinji was giving him. He hung up his coat, slipped back out of his shoes and walked to the couch, sitting and grabbing the remote to find something he wanted to watch. Shinji blinked down at him and frowned.
"Thoughtcha were leavin'." He said, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Changed my mind." Nnoitra said in a monotone and continued to flip through channels.
Shinji pursed his lips and opened his mouth when Nnoitra cut him off.
"Ya gonna fuckin' complain or ya gonna get over here and sit with me?"
Shinji frowned for a moment before sitting stiffly next to Nnoitra. Nnoitra wrapped a long arm around Shinji's shoulders and brought him close, kissing the top of his head before he settled on some freaky looking anime. Shinji was still a little stiff, and he looked up at Nnoitra, still frowning.
"Nnoi…?"
"Shut up." Nnoitra said, turning his head to look at Shinji directly. "I'm here ain't I?"
Shinji shook his head and couldn't stop the small smile that titled his lips. He wasn't going to ask why Nnoitra was there with him. Instead he curled closer to Nnoitra and nuzzled his chest.
"Love you." He whispered and Nnoitra grunted.
Yayoi was already back to sleep and Shinji let his eyes fall closed as he listened to Nnoitra's heartbeat. Just before he was about to drift off Nnoitra shifted and kissed him again before whispering, "Love you too." Shinji fell asleep in the arms of the man he loved with a smile on his face.
Nnoitra left around nine the following morning, kissing Shinji until he was breathless and promising that he'd call before he left town. Shinji had insisted and he wasn't in the mood to argue with him on the stupidity of that. Tesla made breakfast and Shinji and he ate before Shinji cleared the table and set about warming Yayoi's bottle. He hadn't heard from his mother yet but he figured he'd call her once Yayoi was done eating to make sure everything was alright with Nana's fever. Shinji finished feeding Yayoi and called his mother: Nana was doing better but Shinji might have to watch Yayoi for one more night just to be safe. To Shinji that was of course not a problem. Shinji called Ichigo to see what time he wanted him over and was greeted by Yuzu. Ichigo had gotten called in to work because the emergency room was short and he hadn't had much of a choice in the matter. Shinji made arrangements to meet up with Yuzu and the triplets later that day and finally thought he could relax. Tesla was in the kitchen, putting together a marinade for dinner that night, Shinji had just finished changing and redressing Yayoi and was about to ask Tesla to watch her while he hopped in the shower real quick, when there was a knock on the door.
"I'll get it." Shinji called out and Tesla nodded, returning to what he had been doing before.
Shinji flipped the top lock and threw back the deadbolt before turning the knob and pulling the door open. Shinji's heart stopped dead in his chest and his skin when hot and cold. His eyes widened and his breath caught and he wondered for a moment what he should do. What exactly was one supposed to do when literally staring down the barrel of a gun?
A/N Sooooo sorry this took so long to get out. But I'm glad I finally got to it and I'm pleased with how it turned out. As for the cliffhanger...
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:D Enjoy~
~Penny