Am I what?

A/N: I think I'm going to have too much fun with this chapter, especially when it's someone's point of view. And it all started with a question.

Werewolf lover99: I haven't been in a food fight at school, and hope I never have to be in one.

Sandy's POV

"Hey, mom, are you a seme or uke?" Maria asked surprising me a bit more than it should have.

Looking at her then at the book I was holding, I was starting to regret not locking my collection of manga around her. "I don't know. Wait, why do you want to know?"

She glanced at the book I was reading, answering, "Well, you always hide your collection from dad and I'm just curious."

"I guess it alternates, I honestly don't have a clue. It depends, I guess."

"Then why are you blushing right now?"

Lucky for both of us, Shadow went back to work yesterday, so this conversation never would have happened if he was sitting next to us. "No, I'm not. Am I?" I asked, peering into her golden irises.

She nodded, and said, "We can always ask dad or grandma."

"Asking your pa is out of the question. He's had a bad experience with yaoi manga. Now, your grandma, and knowing of her slight dislike of your pa still; she'll probably exaggerate it." I retorted, flipping a page in the book.

"Oh, well, you can always take a test." She suggested, turning the page.

I shrugged, only to have a questionnaire thrown at me by Amy, prompting me to ask, "How did you know what we were talkin' about?"

"You called, just in case you had to go to a convention or work on something. And I brought this just in case something like this happened." She answered, tugging lightly at her glove.

I swear she's crazy prepared, but it comes in handy especially now. Mumbling the first few questions to myself, I felt my face get warmer by the time I read question ten. I guess the person who made this quiz has no definition of privacy.

"I think she'd qualify for an uke."

"I always thought she was a seme."

"She could be both, or have Shadow take the quiz too."

I looked at both of them, saying, "I'm almost done, just give me a few minutes."

Okay, that last question might have been too much for me because I'm holding a pillow to my face to hide how red my cheeks are. Taking the test from me, Amy read them as I watched her smile get wider if that was even possible. Her eyes shimmered once she made full eye contact with me, exclaiming, "I was right! You are both, but you're mainly an uke."

"Doesn't he have to stay after hours?" Maria asked, briefly looking at the clock. I nodded in reply still holding the pillow over my face.

"Is his little Uke gonna wait for him?" Amy teased, hugging me.

Sticking my tongue at her, I replied, "Shut up, and no I will not wait for him."

After at least an hour or two of discussing, more like joking, about the test, Amy left and Maria retired to bed. Planning on taking a shower and going to bed, I walked to the bathroom only to turn and leave.

'When did he even get here?' I wondered, stepping under the water after he left. Getting out a few minutes, I left a sudden tug at my chest and dismissed it as nothing important. Wrapping around him, I noticed he was warmer than usual almost as if he's a living inferno. For all I know, he might be and is only controlling it. Slipping in between fatigue and alert, I relaxed gradually letting fatigue overtake me.

A/N: So, the frying pan of doom will return in the next chapter clearly causing minor pain for Shadow and amusement for you guys. This chapter was inspired by a few tests I took online for fun, so I figured it'd be fun to use it as a plot device. Anyway, I might not post for a while because I have a project. Review please.