Author's Note: Hello my dear readers! I'm giving you another update – a surprisingly long chapter from Shizuo's POV. Enjoy the, hopefully, at least a bit funny chapter, as I think the next one will have a more serious atmosphere to it...
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On to the chapter then...
Damien Rice – Cannonball
"Still a little bit of your taste in my mouth
Still a little bit of you laced with my doubt
Still a little hard to say what's going on"
"I can't say I understand this..." Shinra said weakly, turning his gaze from me to Izaya.
"And what is there to understand, Shinra? Really, you should have been much more pleased by the current events than you seem to be... Why is that? Weren't you aiming for this all this time?" Izaya asked him.
To me he sounded rather bored and not in the mood to explain anything to Shinra. Yet he still prodded at him with such questions. If there was a reason to it or he did it out of habit, I had no idea. And it wasn't like I cared especially at that moment. There was a more pressing matter at hand. Like the fact that they were talking nonsense instead of making my leg stop hurting. Shinra at least... He wasn't here for a friendly chit-chat. It fucking hurt!
"What? What? How can you even ask that? You're in the same room, on the same couch, less than a metre away and you're not trying to kill each other! You're not even fighting verbally! You're not provoking him and not even his brow is twitching in annoyance while he's in your presence! This is wrong... This is wrong on more than one level! I don't think I can cope with the situation. It's too overwhelming..." Shinra announced in a broken tone, his eyes wide and looking lost.
For fucking... This was not the time for this. I didn't care if aliens suddenly attacked the world, I wanted to feel relief from that irritating pain! Was it really that much to ask? I wasn't going to listen to that rambling anymore...
"Shinra! I don't care how perplexed you are right now! You're here, because my damn leg hurts, so instead of talking, fucking do something about it! You're a freaking doctor, not a psychiatrist or whatever. You don't have to understand... Just give me fucking painkillers or something, will ya?" I said, pissed off by him losing his interest in the important things so easily.
"But..." he tried denying.
"No 'buts'! In pain, I start to be overly aggressive. I don't think you want to experience that, Shinra. And I tell you, it won't be Izaya who will be hurting this time..." I warned. Not that I would actually hit Shinra, though a little bit of threatening was of no harm...
Shinra gasped only, his eyes widening more.
"What?" I asked more irritably. I've actually scared him?
"Oh my, Shizu-chan... You're really hopeless. I've said that before, haven't I? You can try your best and still..." Izaya said in a half-teasing, half-amused tone.
"What? I don't plan to really punch him or anything... I just wanted him to finally listen to me!" I exclaimed.
Izaya chuckled lightly and looked at me with a mocking-pity.
"The fact you've survived so long makes me wonder if it was only by chance. You've just called me by my name, for your information. I think Shinra isn't exactly accustomed to hearing it; coming from you lips that is... By the way, a psychiatrist is a 'doctor', theoretically..." he explained and with a deep sigh sank lower into the couch.
I've called him by his name so easily? And in front of Shinra? Shit! I was taking it a little too far just yet... It's not like I wanted everybody to know about my sudden lack of hate towards the man that has always been my enemy...
"A slip of the tongue..." I replied meekly, gritting my teeth.
"Whatever you say..." Izaya replied and when I looked at him, his eyes were closed and an almost invisible frown was on his face.
Was it irritation? It didn't actually look like that... Was he dissatisfied with my carelessness in front of Shinra? I wouldn't blame him for that... It wasn't my place to decide how this was going to work. If it was going to work at all. Whatever it was, as I couldn't exactly put a name to what was between us right now. Then I watched him more carefully and was able to understand. He was simply tired and worn out. It sure was an eventful day... I myself could feel the exhaustion in my bones. Not to mention my leg...
"Fine... I'll drop it... For now. Just for safety reasons." Shinra suddenly announced, interrupting my thoughts.
"Huh?" Why the sudden change of mind?
"And don't think I will let you keep me in the dark for long! I'm friends with the both of you and that's why I'll demand information on a later date... Though, truthfully, I am very happy! You can't blame me for the initial shock... Now, going back to your problem, Shizuo... Take off your pants." he said matter of factly.
What? Take off my pants? What the heck? Was he insane? I wasn't going to do that in that kind of place... In a certain person's company at that... No way!
"Back off, Shinra! I'm not some exhibitionist... I decline."
"How am I supposed to examine your leg then? It's not like I can give you whatever kind of painkiller. There are different kinds for different ailments. And firstly, we should see what is the cause of your suffering. With your pain resistance it can be something more serious and you wouldn't even notice... It couldn't be good for your leg to go all the way up to Izaya's apartment. I'm deeply surprised you were able to get here in your condition. But as a doctor I must add it was utterly stupid and irresponsible... Take better care of yourself or there will be no end to it. Now, the pants are going..." he repeated in a commanding tone.
"I'm not going to strip here. I'd rather chop my leg off." I said stubbornly.
I didn't want to be on a public display. I didn't hate Izaya anymore, though it's not like his character changed that much... Maybe I was stupidly self-conscious, yet I wasn't ready to show my leg to anyone at that point and especially to him. The array of his possible reactions was too wide, from playful teasing to merciless cold remarks that would undoubtedly leave me in a poor mental state... I could truthfully say I wasn't a vain man, never putting much thought to my appearance, but even so, my humour dropped every time I had to look at the state my leg was currently in. There were many new scars due to the accident itself as well as the later operation. No to mention the fucking metal screws... Yeah, I wasn't going to parade half-naked in Izaya's living room...
"Oh my, Shizu-chan, you're starting to piss me off by stupidly shirking the inevitable. It's not like I'm restlessly waiting to gape at your sorry ass... Just take the damn trousers off and let us all go back to other, more entertaining matters, ne~? And if you're embarrassed, which is by the way at the level of a middle schooler probably, then I'll take my leave to the bathroom. How does that sound? Far enough for you not to be afraid for your ass or should I invade another planet to satisfy you? God knows how have you managed to live through PE in school, any medical check-ups and baring yourself in front of a girlfriend... You did things like that in full clothing? That must have been fun..." Izaya said sarcastically and I gritted my teeth.
The bastard he was...
"I don't think that Shizuo actually ha-"
"Shut up, Shinra. No one's asking you." I grumbled and started to unbutton my trousers. "Fine, but if I hear a single taunting word from you, flea, then my lack of clothes won't stop me from suffocating you..." I looked at him threateningly, trying to cover the embarrassment he was right about.
"Is that a kink of yours, Shizu-chan? Are you a SM fan? It would make sense..." he smirked.
"I've told you to shut up! I don't have any sick kinks, you pervert! Don't judge people according to your own fixations... I have nothing to do with it!" I retorted somewhat tense.
I knew it he wasn't one to drop it that easily...
"Poor Shizu-chan, then. Life without any kinks must be so boring, predictable and two-dimensional..." he sighed as if in pity.
"Shut up! I won't listen to that kind of sick talk, do you hear me?"
"You don't have to pretend, I bet you're just as embarrassed as always and that's the only reason for your reaction, ne~?" he asked sweetly.
"If you don't stop this seco-"
"Do I have to listen to this again? I thought you were civil now. Besides, you sound like a couple of teenagers with a crush on each other... I don't think you were aiming at that so better stop before it becomes a habit. And you were supposed to let me examine your leg, not bicker with Izaya, Shizuo. You were the one who told me tend to you instead of talking, right?" Shinra cut short our little quarrel.
"Yeah, whatever..." I replied, fixed on repressing a blush that threatened to cover my cheeks.
A teenage crush? Was he insane?
"Tch! Killjoy..." was Izaya's response. "I'm going to take a bath. You'd better be out of here by the time I come out..." he announced and left me alone with Shinra.
"Well, now that he's out of here, can I actually see that leg?" Shinra motioned at my left one and with a sour expression on my face I proceeded with taking off the troubling piece of clothing.
It took me some tumbling, one or two curse words and a bit of help from Shinra and they were out of the way. Casting a glance at my thigh, I felt relieved that Izaya wasn't in the room. It really wasn't the best of pictures... Logically, I shouldn't be bothered by it, right? Or rather by him... I wasn't that much of a logical person, however... I could admit that much.
"It would be easier for you to lay down, so that you left leg is on the outside of the couch, okay?" Shinra asked and I complied, cautiously changing my position. "Right, now I can see what is wrong. Tell me where it hurts the most when I'm touching." he said and started to press on my muscles with different strength and using various angles.
"Shit, that hurt!" I gasped when he touched around the area of one of the screws.
"Sorry, just a moment longer..." he apologised and resumed his examination and I hissed from time to time, when he touched more firmly on a sore spot.
If I didn't know him, I would have thought he was doing it on purpose. But it wasn't like him. It was what Izaya would do without a doubt... Fuck! It wasn't a good idea to imagine him touching me, no matter the reason for it. It made me somewhat uncomfortable...
"Oi, Shizu-chan... be a big boy and I'll give you a lollipop as a reward later, what do you say?" a sing-song voice suddenly announced.
My head snapped to the direction of the sound, though it was obvious who emitted it even without me looking. He was supposed to take a bath! Couldn't he abstain from his tormenting tendencies for once? Cheeky bastard!
"Why the fuck aren't you in the bathroom? Came here to laugh at me? Go on... Do your worst. I'll rip your tongue out later." I attacked immediately, trying to keep my guard and not let him see how self-conscious I felt in reality.
"Shizu-chan is so cruel! I'm sorry, but I must disappoint you this time. It was only my carnal needs that I failed to repress... I've always wanted so see Shinra in action~" he said in a high-pitched tone. "Stop being so tense, brute, I really have no intention of feeding on you today... The bath is filling with water. I could almost sense my beauty fading with time, it was pouring so slowly so, here I am..." he sighed dramatically and sat on a nearby armchair.
"That's all?" Shinra asked.
"What?" the two of us questioned in the same moment. If that wasn't awkward...
"I was only curious if that was all you were going to stick to. Quite a change if you asked me... I was waiting for a more intense clash between you two just now... Guess that things really changed." he gauged mine and Izaya's expressions and smiled all of a sudden. "That's great! It will only make things easier if you're not so fast to kill each other."
"And why is that great, Shinra? Somehow, I can't resist the impression that it's about something other than your happiness for our new found more civil selves..." Izaya focused his eyes on him. He didn't look pleased.
"What I want to say, is that Shizuo should probably stay here for the night and recover and 'your new found more civil selves' are making it less of a hassle... Shouldn't be a problem, right?" he asked joyfully.
"The heck if it isn't!" I exclaimed loudly. "I'm not staying here with him all by myself! What is wrong with my leg that you're even proposing it...?" I asked, a bit afraid to hear the answer.
"No need to stress yourself, Shizuo. It's nothing that serious... Though, serious enough to let your leg rest for the night instead of using the stairs again. The lift is broken, by the way, Izaya. Shouldn't you do something about it? It's really not nice to climb all of the stairs... I don't think I'll come here as eagerly when it's out of order." Shinra pondered loudly. So fucking easy to distract...
"Shinra! The leg! What is wrong with it?" I almost shouted. It was all too much for one day...
"Ah, sorry... I must say it's entirely your fault, Shizuo. You strained your quadriceps muscles, the ones in the front of your thigh that is. They were injured due to the accident and hence vulnerable to reinjury. You ought to avoid any unnecessary physical activity, keep your leg elevated and put some ice on it to minimise the possible swelling. I will also give you some mild pain relievers, as I don't think you keep the ones I prescribed you in one of your pockets... And I will repeat myself – don't run about! Your health is at stake here! Every additional strain, muscle fatigue, bruise and such is slowing your convalescence time, do you understand that?"
I was only able to look at him silently, partially pissed off, partially ashamed. I really wanted to get better, no matter what stupid things I tended to do and I knew I was troubling Shinra every time that something went wrong... That's why I only nodded my head in agreement, without needles remarks. It was also thanks to Izaya sitting near and hearing all of this. It must have made him at least mildly happy to hear that I harmed myself like that... Idiot! Me, not him... Well, him also but I felt more of an idiot if that made any sense...
"It's really nice that you gave a proper diagnosis and all, yet I feel the slightest bit ignored in this situation... I'm far from letting you make me Shizu-chan's nurse. He got himself into this mess, he can get himself out of it as well. Not slashing him with my knife isn't synonymous with me being his friend all of a sudden... He was about to leave when this happened" he motioned at my leg. "and it would be best if he did. I don't care how... Call an ambulance and they can carry him out on stretchers." was his harsh reply.
It wasn't like I wanted to stay here either but... I can't say his words didn't hurt me... a bit. He could have been more friendly after today's event, right? It wouldn't kill him... And I didn't ask him to play nurse for me. I was fine by myself, thank you very much!
"You should be more compassionate, Izaya. The world doesn't revolve around you... Just let him sleep here, nothing more. I'll help him to accommodate and give him the ice pack. Nothing for you to worry. And if you're reluctant to answer my possible questions, you'll do that for me... Besides, your bath may be overflowing soon... Better take care of that." Shinra told him with a strange glint in his eyes.
I couldn't quite put my finger on it... As though, there was some kind of understanding between them. It must have been, as Izaya stood up from the armchair and left with a grim look on his face. Without a single word. Was that a consent?
"That went unexpectedly well... I think he isn't very fond of my meddlesome personality. To our advantage, so nothing to cry over~" Shinra said happily and started to rummage in his usual black doctor's bag. "Here are the pills and I'll give you some water in a moment and find a piece of cloth for the ice pack. You shouldn't put it directly on skin, so don't try to do it while I'm gone, okay?" he said and not waiting for my answer left for what I supposed was the kitchen.
I slumped my head onto of the cushions with a sigh. My head was spinning and the injured muscles in my thigh throbbed dully or tensed in sudden pain. It was more of an irritating ache really, I was so used to it by now, but still not pleasant.
Why did it have to be like that? It would be so much easier to leave taking the circumstances into account. Izaya told me clearly that he wanted time to think and it was a good idea to consider recent happenings with more distance and a clearer head. That screamed for some 'alone' time... I was pretty sure it was beyond me to come to groundbreaking conclusions, yet sorting my feelings once and for all seemed appealing. I wanted to know what those feelings meant for the future, as there was no time to reflect on it earlier. I just... jumped into deep waters, not sure what to do after that. Guess this was my way of dealing with things... Thinking was somehow a step behind the action itself... Not always a bright idea. Now, for example, I announced I don't hate Izaya, yet he still played on my nerves as usual. I've only lost the ever present need to see him wither in pain for all his immoral and provocative behaviour. What to do when you don't hate someone, yet can't stop quarrelling with that person? Was it even normal? But... were any of us really 'normal'? Yeah...
"Here's your water. Drink up and the pills should kick in about half an hour or so. Now... Guess we should find you a place to spend the night. That couch isn't the best idea. It will leave you more sore in the morning then you are now – too small for you to lay on it comfortably with that leg. Oh... and something to cover you. The ice pack is only for the thigh, the rest of you should stay warm. We wouldn't like for you to catch a cold in addition, right?" Shinra started talking right away, giving me the aforementioned pills and a filled glass.
I took them obediently and, despite my fatigue, observed him, smiling under my nose. He had his quirks and all, but he really was a good doctor and friend. I felt as if it was my mother taking care of me when I was really young – it was the only time I fell ill, actually. I wasn't used to someone taking care of me like that. Funny feeling...
"Why are you bossing him around, Shinra? You forget too easily who is the guest and who is the host..." Izaya's voice reached my ears and I couldn't stop from lifting myself to see him.
He was obviously right out of the bath, with his head still slightly wet, wearing only a pair of black pyjama bottoms. They looked expensive even to my eyes of a 'commoner'. My gaze lingered on his chest on their own account. I've always known he was skinny, even without seeing his bare upper body, and he really was, his collar-bones visibly protruding, a bit more than I thought it was healthy, with a narrow waist and hips, but I was somewhat surprised that he wasn't completely skin and bones. He wasn't super muscled or anything, not at all, though I could see a light outline of lean muscles under the pale skin of his stomach. His arms on the other hand, although thin, seemed to be only muscles and taut skin. It dawned on me that it actually made sense... All that times I run after him and he didn't let himself be caught, it couldn't be only luck, right? He always was fucking fast and overly agile – which pissed me off immensely – and used all those tricks with jumping and climbing and stuff. Guess that required not only skills, but also strong muscles... I've never thought about that before...
Suddenly his eyes met mine and I froze. He must have realised I was watching him... Oh God... I felt my face getting hot instantly because he was going to read it the way I thought, right? That I've found him attractive or something...
He raised one of his brows and the brand smirk appeared on his face. Of course...
"Caught in the act, aren't you, Shizu-chan? Do you like what you see? Should I take that blush of yours as a yes? Oh, maybe I shouldn't parade half-naked in front of you when you're not even wearing pants, huh? Could have become quite the ordeal for you, especially as you get so easily flustered..." he stared with his teasing and his words mortified me.
What the hell was he insinuating? I wasn't wearing pants so wha-
Oh no! That was far too much even for him! If he thought that looking at him could make me... ah... excited... than he had to have lost his marbles... Fucking pervert!
"Shut the hell up! You're a guy in the first place, why would it do anything for me? Are you nuts? Don't flatter yourself that much because of a one kiss! Especially when you were the one who initiated it!" I shouted angrily.
He wasn't going to make an idiot out of me, not again!
His lifted his brow once more, the smirk not leaving his face for a single moment.
"Haven't we talked about that particular thing already, Shizu-chan~? You participated in it quite... actively, didn't you? It didn't look to me as if you minded that I was a man right then and there so what's with the sudden apprehension? Can't keep up with your own desires? Should I approach you and inspect if you're talking the truth? That vulnerable look of yours isn't half bad..." he said darkly and made a step in my direction.
I tensed unconsciously, trying to find my way out of this. Why was it like that again? Wasn't he the one who wanted to think and all? What was the meaning of this... Him and his sick games?
A loud grunt made the both of us jump, the tense atmosphere dispelled instantly.
"You know, I'm still here... You could at least wait until I'm gone..." Shinra announced and my mortification reached another level.
He heard all of it, didn't he? What was he thinking? Did he... Crap! It was Shinra. It was obvious...
"Why are you always spoiling my fun, Shinra? I never knew you were such a party pooper... Just when I have him dreading my next move you must cut into the conversation and ruin everything completely. Can't you read the mood? I am highly disappointed..." Izaya announced as if nothing have happened.
"Sorry for me not wanting to witness you ravishing Shizuo but I don't think I'm a born voyeur after all. And I don't want to be traumatised for life... What problems would that cause for mine and Celty's romantic life, can you even imagine, Izaya?" Shinra said. And he really sounded serious...
"Shinra, don't you even start! It's just Izaya and his usual stupid taunting, nothing else!" I growled.
"And what's with the talk about the kiss and you actively participating? That doesn't sound like nothing exactly... And you called him by his name again! I knew that the both of you acted strangely and that's the reason, isn't it? You kissed and now you don't now what to think about it so you decided for a temporary peace, right? That has to be it!" he declared satisfied.
I couldn't even feel anger, it was all confusion and bewilderment. Why the heck was it so easy to forget about his presence sometimes?
"You know Shinra, I think it's time for you to go home. Celty must be waiting for you right now... Who knows, maybe even in a pink frilly apron and nothing else..." Izaya finally spoke and, despite his earlier words, I couldn't be happier that he did.
Shinra's eyes widened for a moment and he smiled stupidly, for sure imagining what I didn't even want to think about. Really, she was my friend... It was disturbing...
"I can't go. Celty wouldn't let me touch her for a year if she knew I left Shizuo with you in that kind of situation..." Shinra said, somehow able to go back to thinking more clearly.
"Don't you worry, I will take care of him. I won't put a finger on him with evil intentions..." Izaya swore.
"I don't think we have the same understanding of what 'evil' intentions exactly are..." Shinra replied with apprehension.
"Okay, let me phrase it in other words then... I won't do anything that Shizu-chan wouldn't want me to do. How is that?" he asked in a steady voice.
What was he up to? His words didn't comfort me any longer...
"If you put it like that, I guess it-"
"Shinra, don't you dare!" I shouted, starting to panic a bit?
Why was a scared so suddenly? I wasn't a weakling, I could defend myself, right? And it was all Izaya's stupid talking from the start. He just liked playing on my nerves...
"Shizuo... I believe Izaya is serious this time. I don't think he finds pleasure in physically harassing people and a partially disabled person at that..."
"Yeah, Shinra is quite right... I like them lively and without many inhibitions. You would be rather boring..." Izaya confirmed with wide smirk.
Asshole! He was fucking enjoying it!
"Okay, I'll go, but first I want to see him safely in a bed, so I won't be worrying over his state..." Shinra announced.
Well, it was kind of a compromise. Not that bad...
"Why can't he stay where he is? I certainly won't give him my bed... That's not an option." was Izaya's firm reply.
"Just let him have a guest bedroom. I didn't even think about your bed for a moment. As if I don't know you, Izaya..." Shinra shook his head.
"Well, that's a bit of a problem, given that fact that there is no guest bedroom here."
"It's a condo... A luxurious condo. There are many rooms here, right? You're just not willing to admit it." Shinra insisted.
"Sorry to disappoint you, but it's the actual truth. There is no guest bedroom. You can go and check every room for yourself if you want to..."
"How is that even possible? Even I have a guest bedroom and the apartment I live in with Celty is definitely smaller. You really aren't lying? Then you must be overpaying the place. What kind of a luxurious condo doesn't have at least one guest bedroom?"
"You are quite mistaken, Shinra. I'm not overpaying anything. I know enough about real estate to not let myself be tricked. And the fact is, there is no guest bedroom because I am in no need of one, that simple... All of the rooms are adapted to my personal needs and there is nothing I'm dissatisfied with." Izaya said matter of factly.
"You don't... need one. Oh... I see... That's... Hmmm... That's very much like you, after all... Why would you need a guest bedroom when no-one is staying over. Right. My mistake, sorry." Shinra replied, visibly astonished.
I didn't really understand why. It was no news that Izaya had no friends except Shinra and it wasn't in his personality to think about others seriously. He really was in no special need of another bedroom.
I've finally decided to butt into the conversation. Shouldn't be silent in the first place. All this was a fucking waste of time...
"Just go Shinra. I can stay on the couch for one night, it won't kill me. You did enough for today, so go and rest. I'm not really afraid of him, no need to be, right? I'll take care of myself just fine. I promise I won't do anything reckless." I looked at him with seriousness.
I really wanted to just go to sleep already and forget for a moment about all the thoughts attacking my head. And be free of Shinra's rambling... It was seriously tiring after a while.
"But..."
"You heard what the man said... You helped him enough as it is. I promise I will give him a warm blanket and if he asks nicely even a pair of pyjamas. Actually, I offered it some time ago, but he declined, so don't make such a villain out of me..." Izaya turned to Shinra.
"Why would you have to offer him a pair...?" was Shinra's weak questioned and I swear, I could have killed the bastard was saying it so casually after all.
He knew very well what was Shinra's way of thinking, the pest! And still... What did he gain from this? I started to think there wasn't a sane answer to this...
"I don't think it's your place to ask, Shinra. Let us be..." he announced, lowering his voice and my face started to burn.
I was sure I won't be able to look Shinra in the eyes in the near future. There was no way I could explain it and make him believe me...
"Maybe I should go after all... Shizuo, just remember... don't do anything too exhausting... physically, okay?" he asked me with that gleam in his eyes.
"Shinra! For fuck's sake!" I exclaimed horrified. "And you, flea! Don't you dare say another word!" I hissed, irritated and embarrassed.
Nowadays, it seems as if the embarrassment is always there, colouring my cheeks and making me feel like a total idiot. It was infuriating and hard to fight with. I felt doomed... And they called me a monster and feared my strength, right? Pathetic...
"I'm only saying..." Shinra replied and in the other minute he was out of the door.
At least I didn't need to watch his suspicious and questioning face anymore... What a pain!
"Why so strung up, Shizu-chan? It's only Shinra... He was already thinking that either way..." Izaya spoke to me and I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever... Just give me a blanket and you can leave me alone. I'm not going to take more of your precious time, you ass!" I replied grumpily.
"You're hurting my feelings... I do have an ass, though that's that... Are they your gay fantasies? Sorry then..." he remarked.
Stupidly in my opinion. I wasn't even going to start arguing with him once more. He could listen to his own monologue and it wouldn't sadden him...
"What? You're not threatening to bite my head off or something similarly brutal and barbaric? You really must be ill... Should I humour you some more in order to elevate you low spirits?" he proposed.
"It would only make me more sick. Just give me the damn blanket and go to your lair. What's with the need to think? Forgotten so quickly?"
"Tch! You're as dull as Shinra." he kindly enlightened me and left the room.
He came back with two blankets and a couple of soft looking cushions.
"Put you leg on some of the cushions and use the blankets however you like. Just don't freeze to death. There would be no end to Shinra's talking... Goodnight, Shizu-chan. Oh, and don't have any dirty dreams about me after seeing me half-naked. I'm a light sleeper, your moans would wake me up easily..." he announced with a wink and left for his room.
"I'm going to kill you, BASTARD! It doesn't matter if I hate you or not!" I shouted after him and heard a loud laugh.
"You make no sense, yet I'm looking forward to it!" he shouted back.
I wasn't going to sleep tonight...