Ok then...
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Chapter 15
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I opened the door and slipped inside. I waited a moment until my eyes adjusted to the dim light and peered around. It was a well furnished room, up to my standards at least. In a leather armchair was a handsome blond haired boy. He was asleep.
Maybe a brother...
I moved closer to the boy, intending to wake him up when I noticed something.
And it hit me like a ton of bricks.
The boy was holding Bereznoff. The boy was Nekozawa!
Oh my god... he's beautiful...
My face got hot, my heart pounded, and my mouth went dry. I couldn't take my eyes off of him. I swallowed a few times and my heart went back to it's proper place.
"N-nekozawa? Wake up."
Nekozawa stirred. He opened his eyes. His ridiculously beatiful blue eyes. He saw me and jumped, reaching for his wig on the side table.
"Don't!" I clapped my hand over my mouth and my face got redder (if that was possible). He paused, hand outstretched. I stared at him like a slack-jawed idiot. He blushed and put his hand in his lap. I held out my gift.
"Um..." I struggled to remember the polite thing to say. He stood and walked towards me.
He's walking towards me.
He took my gift. I never noticed how soft his hands looked.
"Thank you."
There was an awkward silence between us and I was vaguely reminded of Mori. Nekozawa was sinfully beautiful.