Hi! Im sorry, this chapter might not be great… or have correct grammar. There's a show in the background distracting me… it's a British show for little kids about pigs. o_o ANYWAYS…

I don't own Kekkaishi, but it would be awesome if I did. :D

*light bulb* oh…my…gosh… I just realized how much Kekkaishi and Romeo and Juliet have in common…

ONTO THE STORY!

Yoshimori shot upright and regretted it right away. He groaned as his head started throbbing. He put his hand on his face to block the sunlight that was making the room bright and somewhat painful. When he recovered from the sun-shock, he realized the sharp pain in his side immediately. Gasping as it intensified, he grabbed where it hurt and laid back down. He felt the bandages, to lazy to look, and imagined what it looked like. He thought it probably wasn't anything he couldn't handle, so he finaly gathered up the strength and looked at it. Sighing in disappointment, he noticed how large it was and how him sitting up only made it open a little bit.

"Dang it…" was all he could think of saying. At least it wasn't bleeding to the point where it could be a bother. He closed his eyes and took his hand off of the cut. Remembering the previous nights before, he worried about Tokine and how she was. He knows it shocked her… thinking about her face and reaction immediately made him go into a depressing funk. And with that and its disturbing feelings, he somehow fell back asleep within time.

"Yoshimori…" He heard a familiar voice calling his name in a barely noticeable voice.

"Yoshimori!" Now the voice was more clear, helping him wake up.

"YOSHIMORI!" With that, he jumped up… only to slam his head into Tokine's forehead. In closed eyes he rubbed his forehead in pain. After a couple seconds he grumbled, "Oh, jeez, sorry about that…" his eyes opened, "Tokine. What are you doing here?" he asked, not loudly or angrily, but curiously. She finished rubbing her forehead and looked up. "Just thought I should check up or say hi… but when I came in your father asked if I would mind waking you up." She said normally, but her eyes looked concerned. "so, are you ok?"

Yoshimori just flashed a grin and replied honesty, "Yea, way better than before, thanks." He stopped smiling slowly and looked at her wonderingly and asked, "is everything ok at the karasumori?"

Tokine nodded and replied, "uh-huh. Everything's fine… nothing I can't handle." She blushed and nervously added, "But it's a little odd without you there… I hate to admit it, but I miss the cake, too." Then she slightly laughed, causing Yoshimori to grin again in response. "heh… I can't believe I'm saying this, but I wanna actually go back… ha-ha." Tokine grinned in response and meaningfully replied, " I'd love for you to come back." Realizing what she said, she blushed – as did he. Both blushing, they looked away from each other.

That whole conversation oddly made him confused with his own feelings. Dear god, why did you have to make me two years younger? He silently asked scornfully. She was confused just as much as he, but for different reasons – well – slightly different reasons. He's really nice and thoughtful, unlike other guys of my grade… I do like him, but I don't know how. It's very wrong to like him the way im suspecting, though. Dear god, why did you have to make me two years older? It would be a lot less complicated if I wasn't…

"Uh, Tokine… listen… I have something to tell you…" Yoshimori said, blushing. He was going to do it! He had to! He felt on top of the world, like he could do anything. Until she looked at him with that… amazing look. Then he crashed through the earth, now he was burning in the mantle. "Damn" Was all he could think.

"Yes, Yoshimori?" her blush slightly going away. Only making his blush deepen.

"uh…" now he knew he couldn't. he had to say something that would give a reason for his blushing so she wouldn't be curious…. "You look very cute." He said. (and murmured on the word cute) then motioned to her while taking in the sight of her hair that was abnormally in a bun and her blue shirt and skinny jeans. Because of his comment she blushed a really deep shade of red, making her look away. After a few seconds she replied, "Thanks." And smiled and looked back at him.

He's really sweet, too. Kind of like his cake. She thought then inwardly giggled. Wait, why am I acting so free around him… I shouldn't be here or having a conversation so… casually and touchy with him…

"Tokine, thanks for coming to check on me. Thanks a lot." He said, his eyes shining with happiness.

… maybe this once. With that thought, she grinned and replied, "Happy to."