Finally I'm here! I'm trying to update all my stories but I'm having trouble getting time to actually do that. School is hell right now with end of the quarter exams coming up and benchmark (yes I'm a lowly freshman, cut me some slack :P) Along with the project for Biology that's kicking my butt right now. I'm about to try for my permit too which adds to the chaoticness? My life right now is all about studying... :(

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DISCLAIMER: Wonder what would happen if I said yes?

Tokine: You would be sued.

Me: But it'd be worth it

Tokine: Not really :(

Yoshimori: *snickers* If you were sued then you'd lose all your little fans out there haha

Me: True... Alright I give, I don't own anything except my screwed up mind. Even though none of you guys care...

Tokine+Yoshi: So very true :P

Me: Just a little heads up for our inoccent viewers! This one gets pretty steamy so you are warned. Don't like don't read, simple as that.

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.

The two teens stood awkwardly in the doorway, not sure how the week would turn out in the end just after their little talk. Yoshimori cleared his throat and sighed, Tokine's head jerking up at the sound. He stared deep into her eyes, annoyed. "I'm not going to avoid or ignore you the whole damn week, Tokine. There's no reason to act like we've just been given a death sentence."

She blushed and buried her head once again into his chest. "Sorry." She mumbled. He sighed and wrapped his arms around her frame, chin resting on her shoulder. "It's fine. To be honest, I have no idea what I'm doing here. Of course you would know more than me. You could have the high school guys with you with just a whistle."

She raised a brow and smirked while she glanced up at him, stepping away. She folded her arms, eyebrow still cocked with the smirk plastered on her face. "Oh really? Well I guess I should just go and get them then. They would know more than you like you said." Her eyes were bright with laughter, clearly saying she was teasing, but Yoshimori still growled and reached for her again, but she danced away from his grasping hands, arms behind her back. He growled again and stepped closer, a scowl on his face. "Don't kid about crap like that. I know more than all of their perverted minds put together." She raised her brows incredulously at the words, his face turning red as he realized what he had said. She openly gaped at him, before shaking her head as a devilish smirk took over her features.

"So what you're saying is, you are a perverted creep who thinks of me in a x-rated version?" He waved his hands wildly in front of him, eyes wide in panic, face beet red. "N-No! Nothing like that! I'm sorry it just slipped out before I could think it through! I didn't mean it!"

She only laughed, holding her sides as she convulsed in laughter. He snarled lightly and made a grab for her but she again twisted away, grinning.

She stuck her tongue out at him before darting down the hallway, her giggling reaching his ears as he stood there dumbly. He grinned at how carefree she was now that there was nothing between them. It was like she was a whole different person now.

He shook his head as he realized he was suppose to be chasing her and sprinted down the hall, his padded feet pounding on the floor and he cursed them for possibly giving him away. How could she be so silent while running? He'd always wondered how she did it. He skidded around a corner and leaped onto the bundle that was under the covers on his bed.

"Gotcha!" He yelled as he yanked the blanket back, revealing pillows stacked together. A giggle alerted him and he watched as Tokine's figure ran past the door, a playful smirk on her face.

"Damn." He breathed as the skirt she was wearing hiked up as she darted past. He again shook his head and chased after her, through the kitchen, through Masamori's room- Yoshimori making sure to mess up the perfectly made bed as he jumped up on it, and through the living room until he tackled her on to the couch, both breathing hard and laughing as Tokine tried to wrestle her way out, only to be pinned beneath the warm body above her, one of his hands holding both her wrists while the other kept him upright, keeping some of his weight off her so he wouldn't crush her.

Tokine fought but soon it was apparent who had won, and she remained beneath him, violet eyes calculating as she watched every move he made, determined to break free at the first sign of weakness.

"Now what were you saying earlier?" He taunted, a huge smug grin on his face. She only glared, twisting her wrists in a futile gesture of stubborness. He laughed.

"Nothing to say?"

She stuck her tongue out at him. He grinned. "Be careful where you put that tongue or I might deal with it."

Tokine scoffed. "I was right, you are a pervert."

Yoshimori just kept on his grin, eyes having a devilish gleam in them. Tokine gulped and hurriedly kissed him, his evil thoughts obliverating right on the spot as he worked his mouth against hers.

She lightly traced his lips with her tongue, a groan coming from his throat. His hands let her wrists go to caress her face. Tokine's hands snaked their way into his hair, lightly pulling him closer, every inch of her fitting to him. He pressed closer, completely forgetting their little game. Tokine took the chance.

Quickly she used her hold on his hair to jerk his head up while flipping them both over, before jumping up off the couch. She laughed at his crestfallen look and gave him a wink.

"All's fair in love and war, Yoshi."

He frowned. "Cheater."

"Never said there were any rules, Yoshi." She called over her shoulder as she ran into the kitchen. He shook his head and followed her out the door of the house, seeing her run into the nearby woods.

He tried to weave his way through the brambles but kept getting slapped in the face. He marveled at the speed and grace that accompanied Tokine's form. She darted and weaved her way through the low branches, looking over her shoulder and laughing as he once again was slapped in the face without missing a beat. He growled and tripped over a root sticking out of the ground.

"I was not made for the woods." He mumbled with his face kissing the ground. He looked up to realize he'd lost Tokine. An apple falling and hitting him in the head made him look up with a scowl on his face.

Tokine sat perched on a thick branch close to the trunk, holding an apple herself. She grinned at his appalled expression and patted next to her.

"Come on up!" She called playfully. He warily glanced at the branch. "Will it hold both of us?"

She smirked. "Only one way to find out, huh?"

He groaned and started climbing his way up. He hesitantly sat next to her, a sigh of relief escaping him. Tokine reached up and picked another apple and handedit to him. Yoshimori took it, rolling it in the palms of his hands. She bit into her own before laying her head against his shoulder, chewing contently. He peered out into the trees, seeing the hint of a meadow.

He gently nudged her before nodding his head in it's direction. "Want to go over there?"

She shrugged, "Sure." and lightly jumped down. He admired how her skirt fluttered around her before being knocked off his perch by the same apple that had been resting on the ground where he'd been hit with it before. He sprawled on the ground before looking up into the glaring violet eyes of a pissed off Tokine standing with her arms crossed. She scowled down at him. "Stop having perverted thoughts about me!" She growled and started for the meadow with him trotting at her heels, apologies filling the air with her cross, "I don't want to hear it. I know you arn't really sorry."

Yoshimori glanced down at a sleeping Tokine with a soft expression on his face. Careful to not jostle her, he carefully put his hands behind his head, gazing thoughtfully at the clouds rolling by. His wounds hadn't really bothered him much since his family left, which was weird. And Tokine was sleeping, which was even weirder. She had once confided in him when they were little when he had asked why she never took naps. She had thoughtfully brushed her hand across the scar on her arm. "I guess I am afraid." She had said, "I'm scared that if I did ever take a nap then I wouldn't wake up." "How?" His five year old self had asked, a frown on his face. She gazed at him calmly.

"I'm afraid an ayakashi could take advantage of me sleeping and kill me."

"What about your sense?"

"Better to be safe than sorry, Yoshimori."

He hadn't understood then but he did now. So Tokine sleeping now was something he'd never imagined seeing. He lightly traced every feature of her face, a light frown on his face. Did this mean she trusted him? Or had her wounds exhausted her? She hadn't complained about them.

"You know your face will be permanently stuck like that if you keep frowning, right?"

He looked down into bright violet eyes hazed with sleep.

He snorted and continued to trace her face, her eyes closing and lips parting as his finger ghosted over her lips, then making their way over her eyes and to her cheek before tracing her jaw line to her ear, tucking in a piece of hair.

"That's just a superstition to scare people." He said.

Her lips formed a small smile and his finger traced the sides of her mouth. "What's got you frowning?"

"Just thinking..."

"About?"

He smiled and flicked her forehead gently. "You do know you just took a nap, right?"

Her eyebrows scrunched together. "I guess I did."

"Why?"

She shrugged. "Guess I was just tired." She blushed. "I also knew you would protect me if there was an attack, which I doubt here."

He smiled. "Damn right."

She lifted her head and sat up, running her hand through his hair.

"What?"

She shook her head, continuing her ministrations. "Nothing, nothing at all. I'm just...happy I guess. You make me happy."

He frowned, but his voice had a teasing tone to it when he said, "We're not going to be one of those couples who talk about sentimental crap and are all lovey-dovey right?"

She laughed and tapped his nose lightly. "No. I was just answering your question. You asked, didn't you?"

He grumbled incoherent words, knowing he couldn't win.

She laughed again and leaned down, her breath fanning his face. "I guess I should thank you for making me happy, but I don't know how, and I also don't know if I should. Can you convince me?"

He hissed and grabbed her hips, bringing her closer. "I can think of a few ideas for how you can thank me. As for the convincing, easily."

She raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

He nodded and brought her closer, her breath hitching as she met every inch of his body. Her breath came in gasps now as he brought her closer to him.

He studied her for a moment before teasing, "What's got you worked up, Toki?"

She growled. "Don't tease me, Sumimura."

He grinned and ghosted his lips over hers. Tokine pulled back, smug.

"What the hell?" He said.

She smirked and threw a leg over his waist, straddling him. Now Yoshimori was the one breathing hard. She leaned in, their foreheads touching.

"What's got you worked up, Yoshi?" She teased, using his own words. Like her, he growled and tried to lean up but she slammed her hands down on his chest.

"Tokine." He whined, not trying to put up a fight, too focused on those lips pulled in a devilish smirk. She brought those sinful lips closer to his, but halted once there was a sliver of space between them. Yoshimori gulped as he met those violet orbs.

"How should I thank you, Yoshimori?" She murmured in a voice so husky he thought he was about to explode.

"Show me what you have in mind and I'll consider it." He breathed. She grinned and closed the distance between his waiting lips, a small sigh escaping her. She kissed him slowly but passionately. He tried to deepen the kiss but she would not let him. She was in control.

She worked her mouth against his, slanting her head to bring them closer, hands gripping his shirt tightly. His gripped her hips pulling her closer.

She gasped and firmly wormed her tongue inside his mouth, coaxing his to play with hers. He groaned and she used her grip on his shirt to pull him up closer to her. She kissed him fiercely as the kiss progressed into a kiss full of need. She desperately kissed him as if he was her life line and maybe that was true. She didn't know how this man could affect her so, but she wasn't complaining.

She pulled back for air, both breathing hard. She leaned her forehead against his. He sat up and she wrapped her legs around his waist.

His hands left her hips to travel up her arms and brushed away a piece of hair, gazing into her eyes while he did this. She released his rumpled shirt and made her way up to weave her fingers into his hair.

"God you have too much of an affect on me." He said.

"Same here." She rested her head on his shoulder, tucking into his neck and breathing in his scent. He tenderly touched her shoulder where a bandage was peeking through. He made to get up but she didn't move. She leaned back to look at him.

"Don't tell me you think I'm done thanking you yet?" She asked, smirking. She leaned in and started to kiss his neck. Yoshimori groaned and held Tokine close to him.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

Well did I fail at this chapter? I think it could've been better but I don't know. R&R Don't forget my threat lol