READ THIS DISCLAIMER, DAG IT!

This story's got SAD parts. It also includes things I don't condone and do not advise you to do like- cheating, drinking, keeping secrets, holding onto silly angst, or mixing whiskey and rum. If you do it, I hold no responsibility.

So. Enough of that, more importantly,

This story is DEDICATED TO kurono-aijin!

This is all for you Kuro, who wanted long fics from the sentences challenges. (Sorry it's such a crappy fic) K. Shutting up now.

ENJOY!

P.S. I apologize for the blatant OOC-ness that runs throughout the entire story.

P.P.S.-Just out of curiosity, why oh why, do some of you readers believe that I'm going to write mature scenes?

(The story's rated T, you know)

It's ok, really. Just please understand that I didn't write any of those and it ain't gonna happen.

Let's just leave what Neuro and Yako did exactly, up to your imagination. XD

#06 - Worry

Oh god.

This was bad.

So very, very bad.

WHAT HAD SHE BEEN THINKING?

It was because he got her drunk.

Yes.. that was it.

That HAD to be it!

These were the thoughts running through Yako's mind, all day, from the moment she had woken this morning, in nothing more than Neuro's shirt at the Daemon Detective Agency to now.

Yako rocked back and forth on her feet. She couldn't believe it. She had only been married for a few months and she was already -GULP- cheating!

She was already cheating on her husband with NEURO, of all people! Neuro, who wasn't even HUMAN!

Yako looked towards the kitchen worriedly where her devoted husband was making her dinner.

She couldn't betray that man like this. She just couldn't. Yako walked quickly to the door and opened it, shouting to her husband that she was going to the store.

Another lie. She sighed as she maneuvered the car to the Daemon Detective Agency. She had to tell Neuro that this wouldn't happen again. Yako needed give up on him and remain faithful to her husband. Even if it broke her heart in the process.

It wasn't that she stopped loving Neuro. She loved Neuro with all her heart and soul, but... At the end of the day, here was an indisputable truth- Neuro couldn't and simply wouldn't love her back. She knew that. Was it so bad to stay with someone who loved her (even if she couldn't love them back)?

She wanted to cry. At this point, she couldn't tell whether the motive behind her actions was her being selfish enough to want to be loved by somebody, her trying to be kind to her unfortunate husband or her wanting to punish Neuro (as crazy as that sounded).

Maybe it was a bit of all of them.

Neuro stared at the dark sky from his office window. Last night.. and part of this morning, actually, had been rather.. unexpected.

Up to a point, mind you. He had had an idea of what was going to happen. Of course.

He had thought it would be funny to get the Louse drunk and gain some potential for blackmail pics. But Neuro hadn't really expected what happened once he got her extremely drunk.

Though last night's and part this morning's ...activities...had been unexpected.. and not within the normal scope of things Neuro dealt with.. Certain parts of it were... breath-taking. Yes..

Very...stirring. He found himself liking it. A lot. Yes.. But, the pressing issue here was what would happen now. Neuro wasn't stupid, he knew, something like this would have repercussions...

The only real question was what kind of repercussions would happen.. Would she-

Hmm. Neuro tapped his fingers on the desk, thinking. The Louse had run out of the office this morning, face red with disbelief and embarrassment.

Well. This was an advantage. For him. Last night had been proof, proof that the Louse was still his property and the claim to her was as strong as it had ever been.

What last night meant was that she was still his. No matter what that band of useless metal on her finger meant.

Neuro leaned back in the chair. Yes. The Louse was still his. And it was only a matter of time until she came here and admitted it. This was good.

He would no longer be alone. He would have his slave right where she should be, by his side and he'd no longer be forced to deal with the strange feelings that rose in his chest every time he saw her with her pitiful mate.

Yes.

Unless she-

Neuro cleared such thoughts from his mind. Preposterous. Of course the Louse would choose him.

Wouldn't she?