They walked to his car and she opened the door for her. "In."
Blaine nervously got into his car and waited for him to close the door and round the car to hop into the drivers side. "Wh-Why are you acting so suspicious?" She murmured nervously.
"Since you're not going to listen to me, I'm taking you to an underground lair where I'm going to pin you down and torture you until you learn to obey me." He explained, as he slipped in on the other side and turned the ignition. The car started and the doors locked. He turned to smirked at Blaine.
Blaine let out a nervous laugh before glaring at Dax. "Stop acting creepy. Where are you going to take me?"
Dax chuckled. "I told you where I'm taking you. And I have an apprentice; he's in the back seat right now, staring in your direction."
Zane chuckled and rolled his eyes. "So, you're hinting at me now, huh? Bold."
Blaine shook her head. "D-Dax... stop..."
"What?" Dax chuckled and quickly passed the cars ahead.
Blaine sighed deelply and crossed her arms over her chest as she slumped in the seat. "You're freaking me out a bit..." She murmured.
"You were freaking me out when you were going to run around Tokyo, at night, with a very bad wound and a concussion. Plus the fact that you're female, and the reason we got into this whole mess was because of a man and his sexual desires." Dax stated and turned to look at Blaine. "Still freaked out?" He asked.
Blaine shrugged. "I guess not. But can you at least tell me where we're actually going? First you say you don't want me leaving the hospital, then you're the one who pulls me from it." She smirked. "That's why I'm a bit creeped out - it just seems unlike you, unless you do have some plan of tieing me up to keep an eye on me."
"Did I not say that was my plan?" He asked, turning to look at Blaine once again with a twinkle in his eye.
Blaine rolled her eyes playfully. "But I know you're kidding."
"Do you?" He asked as he pulled into his hotels drive way. He unlocked the doors and climbed out, moving around to the other side and opening the door. "Out." He stated. Once she was out, he shut the doors, locked it and they both started for the front door.
Blaine sighed deeply as she followed Dax, thankful that this time she wasn't dizzy or bleeding. "I'm pretty sure..." She murmured.
Dax chuckled at Blaine and led her up to his room. "You're not going to try to escape from here, are you?" He asked.
She smirked. "No. It's not a creepy hospital. But... why'd you bring me here? Taking me home would have had the same effect." She laughed.
Dax shrugged. "I figured my place is closer. I need to get to bed soon, it's getting late and I have a busy day tomorrow." He chuckled.
Blaine smirked. "I can't just stay here if you leave..." She murmured. "I'm not even paying to be here."
Dax shrugged. "Rooms already paid for. But if you leave the room, you can't get back in." He said and begun to make his bed on the couch again.
Blaine sighed. "D-Dax... I-I don't have clothes again, and I feel bad taking your bed. I imagine - You even slept on the couch last night!" She shook her head and pointed to the bed. "Take the bed, Dax!"
Dax shook his head and disappeared with some clothes into the washroom. Ten minutes later he returned, his hair wet with shorts and a T-shirt on. He threw the clothes in his hands down onto the ground near his suitcase and laid down on the couch. "Night." He said and closed his eyes.
Blaine rolled her eyes and moved to the couch. She sat down on his stomach. "Night." She smirked, leaning her back against the back of the couch as she closed her own eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.
Dax opened his eyes to peer up at Blaine. "Blaine..." He murmured. "You're wounded, don't make me fight you." He chuckled.
"Why don't you just write her name down?" Zane asked.
"What?" Dax sat up, pushing Blaine into his lap as he turned to look at Zane standing beside the desk. He was pointing to the notebook. "I wouldn't do that!" He stated and turned to look at Blaine, his eyes wide.
Blaine raised an eyebrow. "I may be hurt, but I'm considering putting you into an asylm..." She reached up to feel his forehead. "Are you alright, Dax?" She asked, a hint of worry in her eyes.
He nodded his head and managed to free his legs underneath her, moving over to the desk to look at the papers. "I just remembered something." He laughed gently, moving his hands across all the papers. He moved them into a pile with the notebook in the middle and began to look through the papers. He chuckled lightly and held one of the papers up. "Right." He stated and put it back into the pile before stuffing it into his bag. "I don't want to forget these." He said and returned to stand in front of Blaine. "Now can you please move?" He asked.
Zane chuckled. "Nice cover-up. Don't want her seeing your friend?"
Dax's eye twitched. Friend? Definitely not.
Blaine raised an eyebrow at Dax before smirking and laying down on the couch, pulling the blanket he discarded around her body. "Nah, I'm good. You go enjoy the bed." She chuckled.
He shook his head and slipped his arms under her, picking up her protecting body and carried her to the bed. "You need the bed more than I do." He laughed and quickly moved back to the couch, pulling the covers over himself. "I insist."
Blaine shook her head. "Dax!" She growled, moving over to him. She was about to sit on him when she decided to curl up beside him instead. She smirked and closed her eyes as she waited for his reaction.
Dax's eyes widened as he looked at Blaine's face inches from his. His face begun to heat up and he turned his eyes away. Zane chuckled. "She's a bold one." He stated.
"B-Blaine..." he murmured and pushed himself up with his arm. "We both can't fit on this couch."
Blaine smirked. "I'm laying here, aren't I? We can fit." She chuckled.
Dax sighed. "Please, Blaine." He murmured, keeping his eyes looking away.
Blaine smiled and reached her hand up to touch his cheek. "Then either, go take your bed, or you're sharing the couch." She smirked. "What's so wrong with sharing a bed with me anyway? What if my concussion gets bad again? You wouldn't know if I was over there in that bed." She pretended to pout.
Dax sighed. "I can't share a bed with a beautiful woman like you, Blaine." He murmured. "I'm insisting in you taking the bed, especially since you're a woman with a concussion." He said and sighed again.
Blaine blinked in surprise as she slowly pulled her hand back. "Y-Your reasoning, i-is because I'm a "beautiful woman"?" She murmured.
Dax nodded and laughed. "Yes, because you're a beautiful woman." He repeated.
Her face turned bright red as she turned around so her back was to Dax. "N-No I'm not..." She murmured.
Dax sighed and jumped over her body, picking her back up in his arms and carrying her over to the bed. He placed her gently on the bed and placed his hand on her cheek. "You're beautiful, and that's why I can't share this bed with you." He chuckled and leaned over to kiss her forehead. "Alright?"
Blaine quickly wrapped her arms around Dax's torso and pulled him onto the bed, forcing him to lay beside her. She smirked. "This is a lot bigger than the couch." She snickered, ignoring his question as she held onto him tightly, trying to surpress the blush trying to keep on her face from the kiss he placed on her forehead.
Dax sighed and shook his head. "I'm not sleeping here." He murmured and tried to push her shoulders back. Her grip was tight and he didn't want to hurt her, so he sighed in defeat.
She smirked and rested her head on his chest. "Please sleep here..." She whispered softly.
"I can't..." He murmured and closed his eyes.
She shook her head. "Why not? Theres nothing wrong with it, Dax." She murmured.
"I already told you..." He whispered and placed his arm under his head to prop it up.
Zane chuckled. "It seems like you will be sleeping there tonight." He said.
"Nope..." Dax murmured.
"Dare I say again...bold." He chuckled and shook his head.
Blaine frowned. "You leave, I'll just follow." She murmured.
Dax shook his head. "I'll tie you down before you can." He chuckled.
Blaine smirked. "I'd like to see you try, you don't even have rope." She murmured, burrying her face in his chest a bit further. "You brought me here, and as your guest, you need to meet the guests wishes. My wish is that you sleep here... please, Dax..." She murmured again, her face heating up.
"You're also a guest that I have to treat well..." He whispered and then shook his head. "Why do you want me to sleep here so badly?" He asked.
Blaine blushed more. "I-I like your company... is it so wrong to just want to curl in your arms and sleep?" She whispered, almost hoping he hadn't heard her.
Dax reopened his eyes to look down at the top of Blaine's head. His face heated up and he looked out the window. "It may be easy for you to do something as easy as that, but it isn't as easy for me." He murmured and stroked her hair gently.
A scoff came from Zane and he shook his head. "I'm not one for this lovely-dovey stuff." He said. "See yah." He rolled his eyes and left through the window.
Dax almost called out to Zane but thought better of it and sighed. Blaine finally let go of Dax and flipped over so her back was now to him. "Fine, then don't." She murmured. "Sorry, I guess.'" She whispered, closing her eyes and pulling the blankets around her.
Dax sighed and rolled over onto his back. He stared up at the roof for sometime before rolling back onto his side and wrapping his arm over Blaine. "I'm sorry, Blaine." He whispered and kissed the side of her head. "I don't want to upset you..." he whispered. "But I don't want to hurt you either..."
"How will sleeping here hurt me?" She murmured tiredly.
He gulped. "I-I don't want to hurt someone whom I love, and whom loves me back." He whispered.
Blaine's eyes widened as she looked out the window. "I-I still... don't get how that connects..." She murmured nervously.
Dax sighed. "I don't want to do anything to you, Blaine." He murmured. "Anything you or I'd regret."
She let out a sigh. "So you think sleeping here would be something to regret down the road? Is that it?" She murmured. "If you really don't want to sleep here, then don't." She sighed again, letting her eyes fall shut.
"Blaine, please don't be angry." He whispered.
"I'm not angry." She murmured.
"You sound angry." He murmured. "If not angry, upset."
Blaine shrugged. "Don't worry about it. You have to get up early, remember?" She murmured. "You need sleep more than I do..."
Dax shrugged and held her closer. He closed his eyes and rested his head against the back of hers. Blaine tensed slightly in his arms. "D-Dax?" She murmured, slightly confused. Dax ignored her question and snuck his arm underneath her, holding her tightly against himself.
"Yes...?" He asked quietly.
"I-I thought you didn't want to do this...?" She replied, her face heating up as she suddenly felt protected and warm in Dax's familiar arms.
Dax sighed and moved his head so that his mouth was near her ear. "I said I don't want you to be upset." He whispered.
"But I don't want to make you uncomfortable..." She whispered back.
Dax shook his head. "I'm not...u-uncomfortable." He whispered.
She smiled softly and laughed. "Told you it wouldn't be that bad." She whispered before biting her lip. "Dax, c-can I ask you something?" She murmured softly.
"Hm?" He breathed and tightened his arms slightly more.
"Wh-What would you do if Kira ever killed me?" She whispered, shifting a bit.
Dax's body stiffened momentarily and his lip turned up into a smirk. "I'd kill him."
Blaine smiled softly and grabbed his hand that was hanging over her body. She brought it to her lips and kissed the top of it softly before putting his arm back to where it was. "Did you ever date while in Canada?" She whispered softly.
Dax shook his head. "I wasn't really interested in dating." He replied. "I was too focused on my schooling, and with the pressures of my family, I had no time to date." He replied.
Blaine nodded slowly. "Good..." She said under her breath, a blush sneaking onto her face once again.
Dax chuckled and pressed his lips to her head. "I also only focused on you like I said." He muttered.
Blaine blushed more and nodded. "Would y-you ever be interested in dating now?" She whispered, her voice a bit shaky with nervousness.
"You?" He whispered and smirked.
She nodded slowly, biting her lip.
"Yes..." He muttered quietly and laughed lightly. "I'm going to assume that you'll say yes without my having to ask."
She laughed slightly and nodded. "Why, were you planning on asking sometime soon?"
"Well, with your frequently questions like these ones...I'm thinking you can't wait any longer." He chuckled.
Blaine buried her face in the pillow, her face feeling as though it was on fire. He laughed slightly. "So it's safe to assume that you would like to do the honours of being the only woman in my life?" He whispered.
Blaine nodded. "D-Do you have yo say it li-like that though?" She murmured, trying to burry her face further.
Dax chuckled. "Why not? You are a woman..." He murmured.
"W-Well yeah but..." She trailed off and sighed deeply. "Y-Yeah, I do anyway..." She murmured into the pillow.
Dax smiled. "I knew you'd say yes."
Blaine sighed and flipped in his arms so she could lean her face into his chest with her arms around his torso. "Now will I have to fight you in order to share a bed?" She smirked.
He laughed. "You may just have to."
Blaine rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh well, I know I will win." she whispered, a yawn escaping her lips.
"Really?" He chuckled and shrugged. "Guess I'm losing."
Blaine nodded and smiled. "Goodnight, Dax." she laughed, curling closer.
"Goodnight." He murmured.
The next morning, Dax woke up on the couch. He had originally fallen asleep in the bed waiting for Blaine to fall asleep, but he woke up in the middle of the night and moved to the couch. He sat up to peer over the back of the couch but found that Blaine wasn't there. He raised a brow and searched around the room, but she was no where in sight. Although, the bathroom door was shut. he heard the toilet flush and a few seconds later, Blaine appeared in the bathroom door frame.
"Meanie." she smirked, moving to the bed and flipping down on it.
Dax chuckled. "I'm sorry, I had to."
"Does that mean you didn't mean what you said last night?" She asked, glancing at him with a smirk.
"I meant everything I said last night." Dax stated and stood up, stretching his arms above his head and yawning. The clock read six a.m.
Blaine laughed and nodded as she turned onto her stomach. "Then I think I should take you to an asylum." She chuckled lightly and shut her eyes.
Dax rolled his eyes and laughed. "Call me crazy, but I wasn't the one who insisted that a healthy, fully grown male should share a bed with an injured woman. You're the one who should be going to the asylum." He chuckled.
Blaine smirked. "Chris tried to put me in an asylum once... He ended up with a black eye." She chuckled.
"But would you try to knock me out?" He smirked.
Blaine smirked and shrugged. "Depends what asylum you try to drag me to." She laughed.
"You have favourites?" He snickered and moved over to his suitcase, opening it and looking through it for a change of clothes.
Blaine just laughed and dropped the subject. "When are you leaving?" She asked, turning to look at him.
"Classes begin at seven thirty, so I have an hour." He replied.
Blaine nodded. "Because of the concussion, I'm going to take a few extra days off work." she murmured. "I don't want to risk passing out in the middle of a tattoo or piercing..."
Dax nodded. "No need in losing your job."
She nodded and yawned. "When do you want to speak to Chris about the house?"
Dax shrugged. "I could possibly come over tonight after work."
Blaine smiled and nodded. "So what do I do with the hotel after you leave, or are you kicking me out?" She laughed.
Dax shrugged. "Do with it what you wish; just try not to run up the television bill. If you leave, you won't be able to get back in, so make sure you have your things."
Blaine smiled and nodded. "Then I'm going back to sleep for a bit." She murmured with a yawn. "Good luck on your first day." she yawned again.
"Thanks." Dax laughed lightly and began to get ready for the day ahead. When he was ready to leave he glanced back at Blaine. She had already fallen asleep, curled up in the blankets. He made his way over to the stand beside and leaned down to kiss the top of her head. "I'll see you later." He whispered and made for the day.