Nanami's POV*

"How are you feeling, Nanami," Mikage asked entering my room.

"Great. I love the headache you've all caused me," I say sarcastically. Seriously, my head feels like a drum.

Note Nanami's saltiness*

It had been three days since we returned to the shrine, and I didn't feel too great. I had a head ache and my lower back hurt really bad too. Plus, when I sat down on the floor, it hurt my tail. Which was also a new addition to my look. It was just a little ball of fluff, yet so sensitive. How is that even possible?

"Are you still hurting," Tomoe questioned, joining us in my room.

"Yes, but not as bad as before," I told them, my attitude subsiding.

"It's your fault, Otohiko. Stupid he - she guy."

"STOP CALLING ME THAT!"

"Good morning, Otohiko," I said.

"It's one in the afternoon."

"Get out."

"No."

"HOW COULD YOU DISRESPECT NANAMI'S WISHES LIKE THAT?! BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. FOX FIRE."

Otohiko screaming like a woman, again*

"Tomoe, if you burn down this shrine I'm gonna blah, blah, blah!!"

Scared Tomoe huddled in a corner and Nanami doing her angry pout*

"Look how much cuter that pout is now that she's a bunny," Otohiko squealed.

"Ummmm, thank you," I said, confused as to what was happening.

"I'll be back later," Otohiko called, running out the door.

Le time skip cause I said so*

(It's 5:45 p.m.)

The rest of the day had gone smoothly. Tomoe, Mikage, Mizuki, and I were sitting in the main room watching tv when we heard Otohiko come through the door.

"Look at all the cute stuff I got for you, Nanami!"

Five minutes later*

I was now in my room, surrounded by bunny stuffed animals, bunny slippers, carrot slippers, giant stuffed carrots, bunny sweaters, sweaters with carrots on them, and a cute little red dress that surprisingly had no bunnies or carrots on it..

"Think you bought her enough stuff," Tomoe asked sarcastically.

"But she looks so cute," Otohiko whined.

"I think Nanami - Chan looks adorable surrounded by bunny stuffed animals," Mizuki chimed in.

"Exactly how much did this cost," Mikage asked, pushing up his glasses.

"I don't know. I didn't check any of the price tags, but look how sweet Nanami looks," Otohiko told him, handing Tomoe the receipt [he - she guy, why you no give Mikage receipt?].

Dark aura is released*

"Where did you get the money for this," he yelled.

"Oh, I combined your shrine offerings with mine to buy it," he said, waving it off. "Now I have to go buy more," he squealed, running out the door.

"No," but he was already gone.

Another time skip cause I'm lazy and can't think of anything, still*

9:00 p.m.

Otohiko had just come back with another load of junk. This time Tomoe didn't argue (even though it was because I told him to go clean). I had taken a bath and now my hair was tangled and I was brushing it.

"Let me help you, Nanami," Tomoe said, putting down his broom and walking towards me.

"Okay."

Tomoe's POV*

Don't touch them. Do not touch them. Control yourself. Forget self control, touch them. Yes! Touch them! No! Don't! DO. IT. NOW. Never! Yes. TOUCH. HER. EARS!

Fine...

I really hope she doesn't notice.

Slowly I worked my hands towards the top of her head. Closer and closer to her ears.

After what seemed like forever, I reached them. Holding my breath, I let my thumb graze the bottom of her ears.

I heard a gasp and saw Nanami jump from her seat, hands over her ears.

"No touching!"