It wasn't until that next day that Akemi finally decided to get out of bed and do something, and boy - was it early when she got up that morning. She noticed that Paul was next to her, Michelle was protectively snug in the middle of the two of them. It brought a weak smile to her lips.

She made sure not to wake Michelle, and crawled onto Paul's stomach, poking at his face and pulling at his cheeks. He stirred, and then woke up with the most frustrated look on his face until he came to and noticed that it was her.

"What're you doin'?" He'd ask, groggily. He sat up, his hands sliding around her waist, and his lips - as if on instinct, grazing over her neck. His fingers wandered up to her back, and he unhooked her bra, it falling off of her. Akemi gave him the oddest stare -

"I just woke up. You just woke up. Sex, right now? I don't get a chance to pee or anything? What if this leads to a UTI? OR even worse, pregnancy! You have no protection. There's a baby in our bed too, Paul, you pervert."

...

He let go of her, grabbed her bra and pushed it towards her,

"You sure know how to ruin the mood of things, Akemi. Go, go pee."

"Thank you, Pauuwieeeeee!"

She's in a much better mood today, The male would think, I wonder what was goin' on. George never... -

"Akemi, you don't like George, do you?" He'd ask her as she was climbing out of bed and off of him. She stopped mid-crawl,

"W-What kind of question is that, Paul? I love you." Her eyes were wide and full of shock, "I love you and only you."

"Then tell me what happened last night. I tried talking to you but you just ignored me last night. George had to tell me. And even then..." He grabbed onto Akemi's tiny hand and placed it over his heart. He held it there, "Do you know how much that hurts? We love each other, we're supposed to tell each other things, you know?"

Akemi could see the evident hurt in his droopy, hazel hues, and her own crystalline orbs began to fill with guilt, "Oh Paul, I'm sorry. I've just...You know how this demon fighting work gets to me sometimes. I'm going insane. These dreams, I hear voices now. Talking to me. I thought you'd stop loving me, I'm just some crazy ol' girl now..."

"Akemi..." Paul exhaled heavily, letting her hand go and holding her close. He smelt like cigarettes. "I could never think of you as crazy. A bit odd, yes. But not crazy..."

A wave of relief came over her, and she hugged onto him, gently smiling before letting go and then crawling off of him and off of the bed, "I do have to pee, though. Paul. And shower."

She went off to the bathroom, did her business, and then got into the shower. Paul listened to the water run, and then got out of bed as well. He was determined to be with her at least once that day. He made sure Michelle was still asleep, then snuck into the bathroom, undressing and getting into the shower with her.

"SWEET, GUH. Paul! You scared me!" She'd say, only to be silenced by a kiss. He caressed her cheek, and soon pinned her to the shower's tiled wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist,

and what happened there...happened.

Later that morning, the two decided to take Michelle back to Aubrey. They took the underground train, and thankfully, there weren't a lot of people,

except for this random male in suspenders and giant cokebottle glasses, and a giant backpack. What a dork, Akemi thought. [MATTHEW MADE ME DO THAT.]

Upon reaching London, they headed back to Akemi's apartment, with baby and all. She unlocked the door, and walked inside to see Aubrey on the couch, watching television.

"Muh baby! You didn't tell me you were keepin' her overnight!"

"Sorry, Aubrey," Akemi rubbed the back of her neck and looked over to Paul, who was mimicking her action and rubbing the back of his own neck. Aubrey's green hues wandered over to the male, and she grinned.

She was a pretty bird, with voluptuous brown hair that stopped at her shoulders, a pair of pouty lips. Freckles dusted over her nose, and her cheeks were always rosy, "I see you've brought ya man..."

"Yeh. Don't get any ideas,"

"I won't, 'Kemi. I like Ringo best, you know this..." She snickered and lit a cigarette, taking a long drag from it before placing it in the ash tray beside her and then reaching out for her baby. Akemi brightly smiled, handing the child to her.

"I'm gonna go out for cake with Paulie! I'll be back soon."

"You should probably hide those hickies all ova' ya neck, girlie. You look like you've been mauled by a bear..." Aubrey's gaze returned to her child after making the crude remark. Akemi's face burned a bright red and she rushed into her room, changing clothes. She came out with a turtleneck on that stopped at her knees, and hid her...marks.

"I'm off!"

"Be careful." Aubrey warned, and Akemi nodded. Paul merely snickered at the girls, and soon they were both out the door, and walking back to the station to take the next train.

Upon reaching Liverpool again, there was one thing that Akemi wanted to do, and that was go to the Vivienne Westwood store. The couple would walk there, of course.

"I don't see what you find so great about Vivienne, 'Kemi. She's quite trashy, if you ask me..."

"I wasn't asking you, Paul. Now was I?"

How snappy. The couple continued to walk, hand in hand, until a familiar shiver ran down her spine. She turned to look over her shoulder, before sighing in relief, but when she turned back, there stood a tall male with long, platinum blonde hair, holding a knife close to her throat. Paul saw nothing, for he wasn't of the 'supernatural' type, but he knew exactly what that look was.

A look of terror.

"Cyndi Mayweather, prepair to die..." The male's deep voice rung out. Akemi let go of Paul's hands, and held her hands up, as if she were surrendering. Paul backed up and felt a cold feeling in his stomach, "A-Akemi?"

She muttered not a word.

AN: Cliff hangahhh! Oh how I love this story. c: This is the most I've worked on a story like this in awhile.
I feel bad for Paul, he can't see the demons Akemi fights, so it looks like she's insane and fighting herself half the time.
And that nerd appearing on the train was my husband Matthew's idea. Blame him. XD Anyway, Read and review.