Many hours later, I was still awake, and I realized Aido was long asleep. His face was slightly pointed toward me, and I could see his long blonde eyelashes. I blushed, realizing I was staring. My gaze shifted to where the golden wisps of his hair splayed wildly across my chest, waves of silk.

My fingers twitched, and I realized that I had my arms around Aido. I held back a gasp and removed them quickly, quietly so as to not wake him. I laid my arms at my sides, and tried desperately to keep my breathing under control so my chest wouldn't start heaving and wake him up. My fingers ached to touch his hair. I just wanted to know what it would feel like. I almost rolled my eyes, remembering how many of his fangirls would kill to be in my position, whereas I am practically here as a prisoner.

I carefully lifted my arms and wrapped them around Aido. He shifted slightly and exhaled, but otherwise did not stir.

I laid still with him in my arms like that for several minutes. Part of me enjoyed the sensation of having the handsome man in my arms. Part of me ached because of the situation. It would have been great had it not all sucked.

I looked up at the ceiling, checking for my sanity, or my inner thoughts. Even they were silent. My inner must be too tired to interject on my lamenting.

I reached my hands closer to Aido's head and my goal - his hair. I grasped a tendril between my thumb and my index finger, stifling a gasp.

"It's so soft..." I whispered to myself, letting it go and grabbing another piece, twirling it around my fingers, as if to make sure I didn't imagine what had just happened. I began stroking the side of his head lightly, the tips of my fingers relishing the feeling of his locks under my hands. I brushed his hair off of his face, and ran a hand through his hair one last time before slowly withdrawing my arms and laying them at my sides. I sighed quietly. Then I froze as I heard a sleepy voice.

"Don't stop... it feels nice." Sleepy teal eyes met mine, holding an air of what almost seemed like irritation.

"You were awake?" I whispered, feeling rather foolish.

"Not at first." He admitted.

"Oh... sorry I woke you." I looked away.

He settled again. "Touch my hair again." He said quietly. "It felt really good."

I said nothing, resisting the urge to smile. I wrapped my arms around him and began stroking his head, alternating with running my fingers through his soft hair. Aido's breathing steadied, and I knew he had fallen asleep again.

Eventually I felt my own body get sleep, and it was then that I drifted.

When I woke again it was late afternoon on what I assumed was Saturday. Aido was gone, and I assumed he had woken up first and went downstairs.

I rubbed my eyes sleepily and made my way to his bathroom in the dark. Once I was in and had the door shut, I turned on the light.

I winced at what I saw in the mirror. I was still a little pale, and the mark on my neck had changed from a wound to a bruise. My hair was all scraggly, and my pyjamas were all wrinkled.

Need a shower... My inner decided to remind me.

Thanks, amazingly I came to that conclusion myself. I thought back.

Shut up.

I turned on the water to a steaming hot temperature, shed my clothes, and stepped inside. I let the water just rain over me for a few minutes, revelling in the pleasant sensation.

Dammit, forgot my shampoo in my overnight bag. I sighed inwardly. Well, in my defence I hadn't planned on taking a shower.

My inner remained silent, so I sighed out loud and looked around the shower. There were a couple bottles of something on the side, so I grabbed one that looked like shampoo and used it. I saw a bar of soap in a tray so I used that too, quickly sliding the suds over my body.

I just stood in the hot water stream for several more minutes, and then decided to turn it off and exit the shower. I braved the mirror again and saw that I looked acceptable. I looked at the ground where I had thrown my pyjamas and decided I didn't want to put them back on.

Aido's gone... I should be able to just sneak in with my towel on and grab my bag. I rationalized.

So I wrapped my towel around myself and opened the door a crack. I took a deep breath and quickly left the bathroom, only to run straight into a naked chest.

"OH!" I gasped, surprised.

"Matari-san." Kain said, looking down at me.

I put my hand over my eyes. "Sorry! Sorry, sorry. I just forgot that you were here. I'm sorry." I said quickly, bowing. "I'm just not used to sharing a room with guys."

"It's okay, Matari-san." He said in his low voice, walking past me to go into the bathroom. On his way by he gently pulled my hand off of my eyes. "You don't have to cover your eyes." He sounded amused. "I often sleep without a shirt."

I sighed in relief. Not because he wasn't wearing a shirt, but the fact that it was only a shirt. When I saw his chest I just thought... I shuddered, no longer wanting to think about it.

I changed as quickly as I could, fearing Kain would come out of the bathroom while I was changing. I threw my towels in the laundry basket and went over to the bedroom door, grabbing the handle.

Are you sure going downstairs is a good idea? My mind queried.

I think so. I rationalized, trying to remember if anyone had told me to stay here. I opened the door a few inches and then closed it to a sliver when I saw two people in the hallway.

"Aido-kun, won't you join me for breakfast?" Her voice was like silk, the most beautiful thing I'd ever heard. And she was just as beautiful. Her blond wispy curls fell around her shoulders in ringlets, and her eyes were a piercing green. She was slightly shorter than Aido, but not by much. Aido was facing her with his back to me. She didn't seem to notice.

"Aika-san," he started, addressing her by her first name, I assumed, since Aika didn't sound very much like a last name. "I have other engagements."

"Please," she pouted. "For me?"

"Maybe another day."

She smiled sweetly. "I'll be waiting, Aido-kun." Her eyes flashed to my hiding spot, and I knew my cover was blown. I closed my eyes.

My eyes snapped open when I heard movement. Aika had leaned in to Aido and was kissing his cheek. She slowly drew away and smiled very closed to his face, and then flitted away, looking so graceful it pained me just to look at her.

I closed the door and leaned against it.

Shit...