Shidome jutted in her sleep, waking herself up quickly. Her eyes snapped open, her head searching around frantically, seeing nobody there. She sighed, putting a hand to her chest. "Thank God that was just a dream.."
"What was a dream?"
The blonde screamed, gripping the sheets to her under-developed chest. Hidan was standing there, only in his Jashin boxer, which were in fact quite low on his hips. Shidome sighed in distress, pulling the pillow out from behind her and shoving it right on her face. She groaned, sending the deep, awkward noise across the room.
"I see you're still tired..!" Hidan spoke, walking over to the bed. He plopped down next to the sleepy female, causing the bed to shake a little bit. He slowly took the pillow off her, looking down at her wrinkled up face. Although she had just woken up, she looked more than beautiful; almost angelic. Those small strands of blonde hair caressing her gorgeous, youthful cheeks, painted with the slightest blush, her crimson eyes squinted, still showing their wonderful color. Wow, he had never seen her in the morning light before, and it was in fact amazing. "That's okay," he continued, his train of thought getting cut short by his own words, "Heh, at least we get to sleep in today." He poked her cheek, surprised when she didn't swat his hand away. Maybe she really WAS tired.
The silver haired man got up a slid back into bed, clinging onto the smaller girl beside him. Her body was petite, but it created heat, which at this moment, he needed desperately.
"Hidan," Shidome started, looking into his bright, violet eyes. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm trying to get warm."
"It looks like a fucking bear is attacking my stomach!" She declared, looking at the mirror that hung low enough so she could see. "Will you get off? And put some pants on."
"No! I'm cold, and I'm staying here!" he yelled.
Shidome sighed, placing a hand on her forehead. "This has to be difficult…" She took his arms, that were tightly wrapped around her small body, attempting to pull him off of her.
"No good," she thought, "I guess the only way to get him off is the element of surprise."
Shidome wiggled, kicking the covers off of the bed. "Take that, ya dumb bitch!"
"What the fuck are you doing?" he asked, avoiding her knee that almost landed on his jaw.
Shidome growled, wrestling Hidan under the sheets.
A knock was at the door, but no one heard it. It carefully opened, showing Amaya and Akira, Shidome's best friends, standing behind it.
"Shidome, where do you keep the paper towels? We need some really badly because Mya just- OH MY GOD." The two girls clung to each others, mouths open in shock.
A large lump shuffled through the sheets, letting out moans and groans.
Amaya blushed madly, her face turning a deep pink. Akira looked strangely at the ball, squinting her blue eyes at it. "What the hell..?"
Shidome's light blonde hair peeked out the top of the blanket, followed by Hidan's silver head. The two different colors together sent the girls at the door in a state of confusion.
"S-Shidome..!" Amaya slowly blurted out, causing her half-sister to poke her head the rest of the way out.
The blonde looked to the door, seeing her friends watch her in disbelief.
She blinked, her face quickly turning red. At the same time, Hidan poked the rest of his head out.
"W-w-who is that?" Akira yelled, pointing with one hand and the other gripping her brunette friend next to her. Amaya quickly nodded, agreeing to the question that was asked.
Shidome kept quiet, not quite sure what to say. How the hell could she reply honestly to something like this? No way they'd believe her. She couldn't find a way out of this story, per-usual. Looks like this was going to be a truly awkward day indeed.