Chapter two…sorry this took so long to write…I have been so bogged down…but finally my mind was like "get on this!" I hope you aren't disappointed by the results…I'm afraid it's kind of sickening…
I open my eyes slowly…look to my left, where Shigure is…then look to my right, where Ayame is. After a few minutes of confusion, I realize why we are all on the floor, sleeping together. The events of the night before come rushing back to me. I look down to my arms. I had not bandaged them very well, and with the tossing and turning of the night, the bandages came undone. Shigure, Ayame, and I have blood all over each other. Slowing Shigure wakes up.
"Good morning, Ha-San." He looks down at his side, my arms, and Ayame's side. "You made quite a mess didn't you?" … I do not give him a reply. Shigure gets up, stretches, and yawns. He gives me a queer look…he must be remembering our kiss from the last night. "Shigure," I start. He shakes his head slowly and walks over to Ayame, shaking him awake. "Aya, time to wake up!" Ayame rolls over, refusing to rise. Shigure pauses for a moment, thinking of what to do, and then roughly grabs me with a sly grin on his face. "Well, Aya, if you don't wake up, Ha-San and I will just have to shower without you." I don't know why, but I blush violently. Are these two having an effect on me?
"You wouldn't!" Ayame screams, jumping up in an instant. "Psych!" Shigure tells him, with a wink at me. Ayame then notices that we are all covered in blood. "Off to the shower, my mabudachi!" Shigure winks at me again, as Ayame pulls us both into the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, Shigure locks the door with a flourish. "We want some private time, don't we?" he asks. They begin to undress and I look away. What am I to do with these two? A naked Shigure walks up to me and strokes his hand against my cheek. "What's the matter, Ha-San? You have more blood on you than me and Ayame combined. Into the shower you go!"
"You two have your fun," I retort, "I'm just fine." "Oh no, you're not!" Ayame concludes with passion, "now are you going to undress yourself or shall we do it for you?" I stand firm, and to my great surprise, Ayame and Shigure walk up to me and begin undressing me! "J…Just what do you think you're doing!" I scream, as they push me into the shower. "We warned you fair and square, Ha-san." Ayame replies, "Now let's wash off all this icky blood so that I can make us my special tea!" I give in. What other choice do I have? Shigure and Ayame seem incapable of listening to reason.
After only a moment in the shower, Shigure and Ayame begin playfully splashing. Why wasn't I expecting this? I sigh, and they both turn to splash me. I let this continue for a few moments, allowing my temper to rise. Finally I turn around and splash them both in their faces! Maybe this will stop their shenanigans.
Unfortunately, this only encourages them more. We begin a battle of the splashes! It is actually beginning to get, dare I admit, fun, when we hear a knock on the door. "Hatori-Sensei, are you in there?" It is one of the household maids. Akito must be sick again. "Yes, he is!" Shigure answers happily. What did I do to deserve him?
"It's Hiro-Kun," the maid continues, "He has a slight cough." Ah, so it isn't Akito. I'm in luck…this time. "Could he wait?" Ayame questions, "Ha-San is a bit, ahem, under the weather at the moment." I give Ayame my best glare. "We're comforting him in his hour of need." Ayame finishes.
"O…oh, I see." the maid replies, and we hear her walk away. Shigure and Ayame start chortling. "What was that about?" I question. "Well, you can't expect to go treat Hiro-Kun when your arms are bleeding like that." Shigure reasons. What am I saying? Shigure…reason? What is this world coming to?
I look down at my arms. It has been a day since I cut them and they are beginning to look infected. Shigure and Ayame exchange glances. Shigure turns off the water, Ayame wraps me in a towel, and they begin to dress. With his back turned to me, Shigure says, "We're going to have to take you to a hospital, Ha-San." "You will do no such thing!" I yell, seeping out more emotion than I should allow. Shigure finishes zipping his pants and then turns to me. I'm surprised that he is, for once, not wearing a yukata. It's been so long since I saw him like this…in pants…and shirtless for that matter, still dripping wet from the shower. I blush in spite of myself.
"There's no possible way you can treat yourself!" Shigure yells, starting to cry. "We both know how that ended up last night. Y…You have to hold on. We have to get your arms treated before they're too infected…J…Just…hang in there…for me." My jaw drops and my towel falls to the floor. I run into Shigure's arms and weep like a child. "I'll hold on…for you." I look up, we are both crying, both blushing, completely broken and dependant on each other…and once again, we kiss.
End of Chapter Two
I can't believe I wrote this. I…wrote this? Homosexual romance? What is wrong with me? XD