I finally got to this chapter! I don't know how others with three stories can keep up but it sure is hard for me. Also I'm sorry I haven't updated any of them but my computer was being gay and crashed a few days ago and I almost lost all my documents including my stories. I almost cried! Anyway, hopefully it won't act up anymore. This chapter is gonna be a little steamy for those who have perverted minds haha so your welcome but it's not that bad so sorry to disappoint! Enjoy!

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He sat up, wincing a little and gazed at her, his eyes raking over her form. Tokine found it hard to breathe suddenly.

He picked up some left over bandages and reached up to grab the rag that was still on his forehead.

He glanced at her. "Your turn."

Tokine waved her hands infront of herself, shaking her head back and forth with her eyes closed. "No I don't need it! I'm fine really. Don't strain yourself!" He scoffed and grabbed her hands, her eyes flying open. Their gazes connected and he felt another jolt of adrenaline shoot through his veins. He firmly gripped her hands tugging them close to him. He looked deep into her eyes and then broke the contact to look her over, frowning at what he saw.

"What's wrong?"

"Something's not right." Yoshimori said, scowling lightly.

She sat up a little an eyebrow cocked.

"I remember you being hurt here." He said, lightly touching her stomach. She frowned as well. "I remember it bleeding when I was carrying you, but after I fainted I didn't even remember it until now." His brows creased in thought as he traced the bandages. "Tokine..." He said slowly.

She glanced up at him, eyes expectant. "Don't call me crazy until you hear me out, but I don't remember getting a gash in my stomach but we both remember you yourself got it but now it's gone. Do you think, somehow, that I took it from you?"

She mulled the posibilities over, each coming up with the simple facts that it was impossible and the boy in front of her was a complete nut job, but there was no other solution.

"I guess you're right. But how did you do it? I've never heard of something like this happening." She shook her head.

He gritted his teeth.

"I-I can't tell you, just trust me on this." Each word seemed forced past his lips, a war seeming to rage within the boy.

She stared as she realized the term "boy" didn't quite fit him anymore. He had changed so much. His face tanned, the result of their two families' vacation to the beach. His body was toned, something she'd already noticed, from years of training and the battle of Kokuburo. His messy hair teased at his eyes as he now shook the bangs away from his face. But what really caught her attention besides, ahem, his body, was the fact he was now taller than her. She slapped herself mentally as he opened his mouth before closing it as the words died on his lips. His lips... Call her a hormonal crazed teen but she really wanted to taste them. She felt disgusted with herself as she felt his body's pull on her own. She had never acted like this with anyone.

Shaking herslef from her heated thoughts she stretched before holding out her arms, smirking. "I thought I was supposed to be wrapped up like a mummy right now?"

Yoshimori's face instantly fell as pain and guilt settled. "I'm so sorry!" He cried as he fumbled for the bandages and rag. Her hand on his stopped him, a thrill shooting through her from the contact, not noticing him shivering also.

"Yoshi," She said, tugging gently on his chin with her free hand. "I'm fine, really! Don't get so worked up over something so small. I was just teasing you for kami's sake!"

He jerked away, her hands falling to her sides in rejection. His eyes flashed accusingly at hers as he pointed at her shoulder. "Tokine, bleeding through your bandage is not fine!"

She glanced down, face set in confusion as she saw the red stain, poking it lightly as red seeped into the white even more.

"I-I-I didn't even notice." She said, staring down, still confused. He grimaced and finally grabbed the rag and white strips, walking over to her and sitting on his bed with her. he played with the things in his hands, face reddening slightly, though you couldn't notice with the tan.

"Tokine... I have to take your shirt off." He said, blushing even more. Tokine blushed along with him but nodded, hesitantly reaching for the end of her shirt, curling the fabric in her hand before giving a firm tug as she yanked it over her head, gasping slightly at the cool temperature that met her naked skin that wasn't covered, leaving her half naked with just a plain black bra. she set the shirt away before glancing up at him again, face as red as his as he tried not to take her in, forcing his eyes to remain on hers. She felt a brief pain that he wasn't looking, but it quickly faded as she saw he was waiting for her permission. She was touched.

She nodded a little, tilting her head to the left so he could see her shoulder better. She heard him suck in a breath before letting it out slowly. His shaking hand pressed into her shoulder before starting to unwrap the bandage, his hands sending shivers throughout her body. He misunderstood and thought it was because cold, rubbing his hands where there wasn't a cut or scratch, feeling her soft skin and glad of the excuse to touch her.

At the end of it both were panting hard, tension so thick between them you couldn't cut it. Tokine covered herself with the covers of his bed, already smelling his spicy scent that was on the covers that were nowhere near her face. She nodded to the shirt that had been cast on the floor next to Yoshimori's foot. "Could you hand me that?" Her voice was husky from the tension rolling off his and her bodies and she prayed he wouldn't notice.

He nodded mutely, noticing her change in voice, confused. He handed her the fabric, shifting slightly so that their thighs were pressed together, Tokine noticibly swallowing. She just held the shirt, her eyes captivated by his. Electricity shot through her again as he moved closer. It was like every brush of his skin against hers set her body on fire and only he could quench the burning blaze that was eating at her veins.

She watched as he leaned closer, breath caught as his eyes turned to an even darker black than before. His breath teased her face as he drew nearer, conflicting emotions warring on his face.

"Tokine, is this ok?"

His husky voice made her want him more but she held herself in check. He watched as she struggled to breathe. Her eyes met his and he saw her resolve and sighed in relief as he realized he wasn't alone when he had a hard time trying to keep his hands off her. She had just as much trouble.

"Tokine, can I?" His innoccent question startled her and she smiled at him.

"Yoshi, I want this just as much." She said, blushing.

He hesitated a bit more before softly pressing his lips to hers, lips instantly molding together in a timeless dance. A groan escaped his throat as he cradled her head, pushing her closer while her hands gripped his neck, bringing him closer to her. She slanted her mouth over his before tangling her hands in his hair and pulling back to nibble along his jawline. Yoshimori gasped and jerked away slightly.

"T-Tokine we have to stop before we go any further." Tokine smiled and nodded before snuggling into his chest a sigh of content escaping her lips for she didn't have to hide her feelings any longer from this man. Yes, she realized Yoshimori had become a man in her eyes the moment he came back to her after the battle for Karasumori. She smirked as something crossed her mind, chuckling slightly. "For the first time you plan something out and don't rush head first is this? I think our roles are reversed in this situation." He chuckled with her, both enjoying the relaxed silence. He leaned down and captured her mouth again, the kiss slow as there was no reason to dive anymore in. They were content with this simple kiss.

Unfortunatily, someone decided to barge in at this exact moment, both jerking away to stare in horror at the newcomer, Yoshimori's blood going cold. Masamori had a knowing smirk on his face as he stood in the doorway. He politily turned his back on Tokine, saying, "I only came to warn you both that there will soon be a family meeting and that the old man will be here in a few minutes so I suggest, Tokine, that you put your shirt on and Yoshimori to wipe that stupid look on your face. Oh, and Tokine," He glanced back at her, now completely clothed, "You are required also to participate in this meeting."

With that, he swept out the door, leaving behind two stunned teens. Yoshimori yelled at his retreating back, "Don't you dare tell anyone about this, Masamori, or I will kill you!" All he got was a chuckle as the hall became silent again.

Yoshimori scratched the back of his head and watched as tokine fixed her messed up hair into a ponytail. He sighed. "I guess we better go before the old man comes running in here." Tokine nodded and gave his hand a squeeze before letting go and following the way Masamori went down the hall. Yoshimori grinned as he looked around his room, glad for once that an ayakashi showed up when it did.

When Yoshimori entered the family room, he was unprepared for what he saw. Tokine's grandma and mom were in the midst of his family, something unheard of. He entered the room and sat next to Tokine who was the farthest from everyone. They both shared a look but glanced back up as Shigemori cleared his throat.

"Alright, so I'm sure you're wondering why I called everyone here but Tokiko and I have some news." He gestured for her to stand, trying to trip her as she walked in front of him, ending up sprawled on the ground as Tokiko chuckled. She looked around the room, her eyes resting on Tokine and Yoshimori, the obvious lack of room between them.

"Tokine, Yoshimori, we have decided that we are going to a nearby town in need of some help with the rise of ayakashi. We will be leaving tomorrow and you two will stay here to guard Karasumori. Understood?" Both gulped and nodded, Yoshimori stealing a glance at Tokine. Her face was pale at the thought of them two alone. Yoshimori just grinned. He'd have Tokine to himself for a week with no interuptions. Life was good.

He still had to punish her for that little stunt she pulled with the ayakashi. The thought of said ayakashi had him pressing his hand to his still bandaged body. Memories swirled inside of his head of Death, the ayakashi, and the far of never seeing Tokine again. That thought made him almost insane.

"Yoshimori? Yoshi?" The voice banished the thoughts running in his head and he blinked, the faces of his family and a very concerned Tokine coming into view. He blinked again and shook his head, clearing away the last of the dark thoughts. "What?"

Tokine seemed hesitant but said, "Yoshi, you've been staring into space for like five minutes now. Just a second ago you're face went really pale. What's wrong?"

He shook his head and smiled at Tokine, clearly hearing the shocked gasps of his family, Tokine's family looking at them weird. "I'm fine, Tokine. Just a little tired. Don't worry." She nodded, still wondering if he was hiding something from her, but didn't press the issue, something he was grateful for.

Shigemori stood up, clapping his hands. "Alright everyone, we leave in an hour."

The two teens shared a look. So soon?

The two stood with their families, who were packed and about to leave. Shigemori pulled Yoshimori aside. "Now listen to me. Don't take any risks against any ayakashi, alright?" Yoshimori nodded. "Good. Take care of Tokine."

He crossed his arms. "Do you really have to tell me that?"

Shigemori chuckled, shaking his head. "No I don't but it doesn't hurt to make sure."

Both waved as their family left, closing the door softly behind him, Tokine thinking about all Tokiko had told her, frowning. Yoshimori noticed and pulled her into his arms, stroking her hair. "What's wrong?" She shook her head, burying her face into his chest and inhaling his scent. "Nothing, just thinking what it took to get us here." He nodded, face grim, and lifted her chin with the crook of his finger, looking deep into her eyes. The thought they were alone with no parents finally settling in.

What have I got myself in to. How will I survive?

Tokine was thinking along the same thing.

It was going to be an interesting week, at least.

This was the longest chapter by far! And I am actually proud of this chapter!

Yoshimori and Tokine are finally getting closer. I wonder what Yoshimori has in mind for Tokine's punishment? :D

R&R!