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Chapter 5
Somewhat Progress

"What!?" I exclaimed looking at Itori who was lounging under the sheets cuddling her pillow.

"Yes, so you're going to live with me, I'm not letting you go back to that apartment."

"This makes no sense all my stuff are at that apartment. My art stuff- my art studio…." I mumbled looking at her as I sat in the little chair opposite of the bed brushing my hair, and my patch.

"There are some…investigators, lounging around your apartment, plus-"

"Plus what?" I asked.

"The ghoul that attacked you, turns out he lived at your apartment."

"That's bullshit" I hissed at her. How would she even know that?

"Listen…" she sat up in the bed turning to me giving me a serious glare."You never even realized someone has been stalking you, you lived at that place and you never- never saw this man? Kaichi you want me to leave you at that apartment any longer? Are you crazy?" She said as I could feel her getting angry. She had a point but so did I.

"No- Stop, I don't know him-never seen him, plus I told you! I told you I felt like I was being stalked!"

"He wasn't familiar? Never saw him or a glance of him?"

"These are questions I answered before since I felt like I was being stalked I told you…" I said looking at her. I thought back to the night not something I wanted to do.

…Sh-Sh-Shhhhhshh be quiet, fuck you're sexier than I even thought…You know how frustrating it is jerking off to you every day but now…

I closed my eyes tightly looking away. Don't remember- don't remember.

"Kaichi I need you to stay here, with me, where it's safe."

"I-I don't…" I looked at her and I could see it in her eyes. This was something that needed a lot of thought. But then, this was something I shouldn't put at the back of my mind since its serious, plus, unlike her who was more concerned about my safety. I knew she was also concerned about me….me dealing with what happened.

"….I will stay."

She smiled. "Great aummm….work, I have to get dressed. I have some boxes folded already just take them with you, take a taxi, go start packing."

"Come on you've seen my apartment, that's a good amount of packing, and this place isn't so big"

"…well yes but….I can change my apartment to a three bedroom apartment. We work together and pay the rent- I mean….we always wanted to live togetherrrr~" She said smiling.

"You're hardly ever home though, late night at the bars…"

"But that gives you privacy."

"Yeah but…."

"Let's do this!" She said rising up looking at me, "Kaichi….no backing out."

I didn't feel so comfortable about this,"…Okay."

I gave her a firm look. A three bedroom. One for me, one for her, one for the Art Studio. Living with Itori wouldn't be half bad. She has small faults like leaving her clothes on the floor and maybe her eating habits, she eats next to nothing. But other than that, it could really work.

I left the house with Itori and we both parted after I got a taxi. It stopped at my apartment and I felt nervous as I stared at the place.

I hadn't been here for a while.

Closing the door behind me I looked around my apartment. I had the piles of unfolded boxes which luckily the taxi man made me stuff his trunk with.

I got the smaller things first. Lotions and bath wash. All the things off my dresser, plaques and more. I moved around getting everything done at a steady pace trying to at least get the packing done by the end of the day. I never really had much anyways. Furniture I usually sell and rebuy and most of my stuff was kitchen utensils pots and pans, paintings and books. I dressed down to a loose fitting sheer top and a pair of mini shorts throwing my bra on the kitchen counter since I was clearing out the kitchen cupboards. Bras are annoying anyways.

My phone suddenly rang in my back pocket distracting me as I was on the counter top getting the cake mixer from the top cupboard. I sat comfortably on the counter putting the phone at my ears.

"Hello."

"Kaisa chan- It's me."

"Oh- Tyler."

"Yeah aummm, I heard what happened on the news, even your artwork, I know Tuesday is coming and I wouldn't want to-"

"No its okay I can still come."

"Yeah but, are you sure…I mean your injured."

"It's a minor injury plus you really need to pass."

"Yea I do plus (beep) I was thinking that you could help me with know the paint brush (beep) making I need to do before the final exam so could you follow me to the (beep) artstore?"

"Ahh yeah umm hold on I'm getting a beep someone else is calling."

I switched the caller ID as I sighed putting the phone back at my ear.

"Kaichi!"

"Itori?" I questioned cracking a small smile as I realized it was this crazy-headed woman. "What do you desire; I am packing as you ordered."

"Well, you need help right?"

I looked around, "Actually an extra hand could get the job done faster, what time are you coming by?"

"Ahhhhh…..aumm…well- you see the thing is I won't be the one coming. I asked Uta to-"

"U-Uta?!"

"Yes- he should be there any minute."

"W-What?" I yelled shocked as I looked around my messy, box piled apartment.

"Why would you send Uta?"

"Huh- Well he was at the bar earlier and he seemed quite free plus he never had much work today and I was releasing my worries on him. Plus your injured I mean come on- I can't let you do it all by yourself-"

The doorbell rang and my heart fell. I walked to the door briskly looking through the hole. He was there, almost like he was looking at me looking at him through those dark-thick shades.

"I….am going to kill you Itori."

"Teeheee- I love you~" She sung hanging up as I glared at the phone. I turned the locks one by one and opened the door looking at him.

"Itori told you I was coming right?"

"Ahh yeah, aumm come in." I said pulling a few messy strands from my ponytail behind my ear.

He stepped in as I moved aside closing the door behind him. I bit my lip looking at him. Today I was getting very little skin. He was in long pants, an inside shirt covered by a long sleeved hoodie jacket. I don't like it. I like the tattoos on the pale and enticing skin color.

"T-Take off the jacket. Its warm inside and you can take off the glasses too…and the rest of your clothes" Of course I whispered the last part to myself. But he pulled off the jacket and I took it from him hooking it on the coat hanger. He pulled off the glasses and pushed it in his pockets. Thank god. It was sleeveless with C cut sleeves gave me a lot of skin and….it was so thin and….I wanted to touch him.

Okay I have a serious crush that is developing into a dangerous sexual attraction.

I walked behind him. "I'm doing the kitchen you can help, I need to get the knives and forks into one, everything is on the counter"

"Okay Kaisa chan, aumm" He paused at the counter before turning to me lifting my bra. "This should be packed too?"

My cheeks flushed red. "N-N-No" I blinked looking at him.

"Is this perhaps what you were we-"

I snatched it out his hand faster than lightening. He blinked looking at his empty hand as I stepped backways throwing it into my bedroom locking the room door.

"Let's pretend…that never happened." I said with a smile.

He smiled back. There was a secret message though through our smile. Such a clear, and standard message.

Kaisa: Speak of this to Itori and you die

Uta: I won't I promise

Kaisa: I will rip out your intestine and push them down your throat I swear

Uta: d-don't worry I swear my lips are sealed. I don't even know what I had in my hand a while ago. A plane maybe.

He wrapped the newspaper around the glasses placing them in the box. I watched him as he handled them with care. What type of person was Uta? He was normally silent and I realized I was physically attracted to him but I never really knew him as a person. Does he laugh at jokes? Does he get lonely, what does he like to watch on the television, he does art, so which university did he went- maybe he was eccentric and never went to university but taught himself through experience. What does he like to eat, does he like going on trips, walks, does he drive…I want to know….so much about him…

"Ut-"

"Kaisa chan I'm finish with the kitchen." He said cutting me off as he came from around the kitchen everything nicely packed the boxes even taped up and resting in the corner. You mean….that was his last box. I on the other hand was pushing the cushions from my couch into a box sitting in it so they could fit.

How embarrassing.

"That's great, would you like a drink?"

"I would, thank you." He said looking at the wall across from me. "You did this?" He asked moving towards a piece I had on my wall next to the television.

It was a ceramic mask painted with the face of a smiling clown who was crying and his face slightly deformed. He had fear in his eyes but his smile was very intimidating.

"Yeah, it was one of my earliest pieces." I said going to the kitchen looking how everything was really packed and packed well I may add since down to the table cloth and pot holders were packed away. I went in the fridge. All I had for beverage was some water and canned coffee. I took two cans and went to him handing him one. "Here you go, aumm, it's a nice piece I always wanted to sell it but I had some sort of attachment to it, I guessed the piece reminded me of myself…" I said shaking the cold tin coffee before opening it with my finger and drinking some.

I stood there for a while and looked at him. He was staring at it. But from where I stood…I was staring at him. Was this a good time to tell him that I liked him… I mean, from the bar to the hospital then to last night in Itori's kitchen. I wanted to tell him how I feel; I wanted to know him more.

He turned and looked at me. "Something wrong?"

"No, not at…all" I said smiling weakly as I looked away. I couldn't bring myself to say it. He was way above me I mean no matter how much I looked at him something about him made him seem superior. I swallowed. Maybe it was this artistic feeling, I felt like he was completely different from my type of world.

"You know…I have more in my art studio." I said leading him away from the living room and into the hall. "I never really did a lot of mask making but I found it very creative since when I did I had a lot of artistic urges that made me want to be very creative and innovative."

I opened the door stepping in the room as he followed behind me. I switched on the light and moved around the side of the room to fix the blinds on the windows.

"It's usually really bright in here but seeing the time is getting dark- it's like after 8 now." I said softly closing them turning around to see him looking at the paintings on the floor all over the place. He looked up staring at the piece I was working on.

I blinked.

I looked at the piece all over and my main piece.

There were my drawings of Uta.

"Ahhhh."

I panicked. He surely thinks I'm a stalker or maybe I'm weird or maybe I'm a freak, I did full body drawings with him trying to get an image and all- oh my god now he thinks I'm a fucking freak good job Kaisa good job leading him into your room of 'Im so attracted that I do sketches of you- so please call me obsessed.'

"I'm sorry you must be…turned off." I said softly.

"You're very determined, in perfecting me, so many rough drafts." he said looking around the room.

"When there is something I really want to do, like drawing, it gets to this level, this is the worst so far, I couldn't get it right."

"Are you unsatisfied with them Kaisa chan?"

"I mean yeah, like when I see you, I rush home and get it done, trying to get it on point."

"Try again then, you shouldn't give up on something you can't reach, progress is only achievable through effort, even if you die." He said looking at me.

I looked at him. That was probably the deepest thing I ever heard him say.

"C-Can I draw you?" I asked looking at him.

"Sure."

I smiled.

I held the charcoal in my finger and looked at him as he sat before me on the stool hands pressed between his legs where he sat.

It moved along the paper as I looked at him sketching. It felt like 30 minutes as I perfected his upper body yet he never even moved an inch. He stared at me watching as I drew him but I didn't mind it. I felt like I was going to be praised if I did a good job, and I wanted to excel and have a job well done. I wanted to see what he would say.

"You're looking at me, the same way you did when you first saw me at the bar," I said smiling looking away from the sketch book for a while and looking at him.

"That's because, Kaisa chan is interesting."

I smiled, he's too respectful, but that made him even more attractive. I didn't know if it was because I was drawing or I was in the art studio but I felt more confident to speak with him. More relaxed and open.

"Why is Kaisa chan interesting, does she….seem special to you?" I asked tapping the charcoal against the page looking at him.

He tilted his head to the side and for me, it was the most adorable body movement, he reminded me of a cute curious puppy.

"Hmmm, she is….captivating, I like her-"

"What do you like about her?" I asked almost suddenly. My heart skipping a beat as I got nervous. What should I say…I think Uta is sexy because I'm sorry I do. I think he is very, very sexy.

"Why do you want to know?"

"Reasons, I mean, come on…why are you hiding it?" I said smiling.

Just tell me dammit.

"Who wants to know?" He asked looking at me smirking.

"Kaisa chan. She really wants to know. Can you tell me now?" I asked walking to him my hands falling to my side. I had an inner defeat I wanted to know but I couldn't play hard to get right now.

I sighed looking at him. Itori told me about this boy type. They play hard to get. They want you to make a move. You need to force them out their shell make them submit to you. Uggghhhhh, Uta was like this, you needed to make him spell it out.

"She is very, intriguing, Kaisa-chan is good at drawing, has a nice apartment, and….."

"and?" I said looking at him wanting the list to extend. "Uta stop teasing."

He smiled enjoying the moment.

"Why?" He asked standing stepped forward as I stepped backwards looking up at him.

"Because I want a response." I replied continuing to step back with every step forward that he made.

"You're demanding a response, perennially curious." He said walking closer and closer.

"I just…" I bumped into the wall and looked at him as he stepped closer his body closing in on mine as I felt a familiar built pressed against my body causing the heat to rush through my body like a wild blizzard throwing a furious tantrum just beating against the walls of my body as the red rushed to my cheeks and even to my ears.

His finger tilted my chin upwards so I could meet his eyes as he looked down at me. I blushed furiously almost like staring into his eyes pulled the living energy out of me leaving me needy and craving.

"Kaisa chan, is very…very intriguing." he said looking at me.

"Intiguing?" I asked curiously watching his lips as he spoke looking back to his eyes as they looked into mine.

"Like a timid child playing with fire watching it blaze and burn everything in its path" he said descriptively as my lips curled into a smile.

"Well I like being burnt" I said bluntly as I blushed realizing I just led him on completely. That was not in any of the lessons Itori taught me even after sex you never give in. Maintain perfect control at all times.

He didn't even budge but his eyes looked into mine staring deeply.

Woah...well now i feel like that was a cheap pick up line, that I sounded stupid and I looked like an idiot right now. Great. Let's just cut to the chase I think pride has just been laughing in my face since he stepped into my apartment there was nothing to lose anyways.

"Are you going to kiss me?" I asked looking at him my book and coal in my hands falling as my shaking hand gripped the cloth of his shirt gently.

His eyes seemed to have calmed with whatever rising tide that I felt moving inside him. It was like an energy that was building- that just suddenly vanished.

"No"

"….No?" I said looking at him as his hand moved and I felt the force of his body lighten, "I mean- of course, why would you do that, it's not like we even like each other, we're barely friends- met 2 weeks ago and stuff." I said moving away as I felt light headed completely.

I felt my stomach curl and my vision dim a little this was more than me feeling a bit hurt i never felt so well all of a sudden.

"Kaisa chan are you okay?"

"Huh."

"You look pale."

"Oh, my medication, the anemia, ahhh" I felt a bit faint. I walked to the door only for my legs to give out beneath me and my body to feel suddenly heavy.

Fuck. Not now. Don't fucking give out on me now- dammit!

"You shouldn't be standing for so long." Uta said as he pulled the sheet over me. He carried me to the bedroom.

I pouted, "My drawing book, my charcoal, I have to finish you." I said looking at the items on the other side of the bed I was too weak to even move so much.

He stretched with ease passing them to me.

"Maybe I took my teasing too far, and got Kaisa-chan hurt." He said looking at me as I began darkening my thick lines. I looked at him.

"You were teasing?" I mumbled….again…..

He looked at my sketch book. "You should rest Kaisa chan, Itori would be really upset if she knew you were working when you should be resting. That's why she sent me to help."

I shifted in the bed giving him my back. I threw the book and charcoal aside as I pulled my teddy to me cuddling it.

"Kaisa-chan you shouldn't be so mean, I can't leave you when you're so vulnerable, I will be staying over, pardon my intrusion."

I remained quiet. I was giving him the silent treatment. Suffer Uta Suffer

"Kaisa chan."

"…"

"Kaisa chan."

"…"

He called my name around 5 more times and I never replied.

He rose up and walked out the room stopping at the door I could feel him looking at me.

He switched off the light pulling the door up closing it.

Uta you dummy, I really wanted you to kiss me.

Ps. Dear readers it came to my attention from my consciousness that I should explain what { "…" } means. Have you ever had a moment or seen a moment when something is said to a person and like they acknowledge, hear or know what you said, but they just stare at you like 'really', or 'I hear you but you think I'm going to answer you' kind of look. Sometimes I use It as a voice of silence from the other person. I hope this has made it easier for anyone who had problems. Let me know if you need understanding to anything you don't understand.

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