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'Are you alright now?' Ichigo asked.

Kisshu gave a small nod, 'You really should stop worrying about me so much, I am perfectly fine.'

So Ichigo handed over his breakfast.

'Come on, eat it.'

'But I am not hungry,' Kisshu stared at his plate for a moment.

'Well, that's fine because if you don't eat it I will just have to force you to eat it.'

Kisshu sighed; he really didn't have any other choice. He was just about to take the spoon and start eating his meal when he had an idea and smirked.

'What…?'

'Koneko-chan,' Kisshu cooed.

'What do you want?' Ichigo looked at him, worried for a moment. Whenever Kisshu has that type of smirk or that type of voice, it is never a good sign.

'You do know I am very weak right now, right?'

Ichigo nodded nervously.

'And I don't think I have the energy to eat this all by myself…'

Ichigo didn't like where this was going at all.

'So I was wondering…'

Ichigo sighed, 'You want me to feed you.'

Kisshu gave her another of his smirks and nodded cutely.

'At least he will eat it,' Ichigo thought.

When Kisshu finally finished eating his breakfast, Ichigo took his plate downstairs in the kitchen so it could be washed. Kisshu was in bed for a few days now, he was healing faster than she expected. Now that he was injured, he was using that as an excuse to tease her more, which could be annoying at times. But at least she could spend lots if time with him.

Ichigo's parents weren't home; they both went out shopping to buy whatever they needed to buy. Usually, Ichigo would go and join them – especially when she loves shopping – but she would rather spend time with Kisshu. Her dad finally agreed to trust her daughter into staying in the house with a guy. Alien or human, her dad just didn't seem to care; the moment a guy would even look at her he would probably go crazy.

Ichigo looked around the kitchen to make sure everything was clean and tidy before she went back upstairs, to where Kisshu was.

'Do you need anything?' Ichigo asked.

'No, not really,' he replied staring at the ceiling.

'Okay,' Ichigo said quietly.

She was about to go to her room when she felt Kisshu's hand in her arm.

'Actually, I think I need something,' he said when Ichigo turned around.

Ichigo looked at him, waiting for him to say something.

'What do you need?'

'You,' he whispered.

Ichigo stared at him, 'What?'

'I need you,' he repeated.

'But I need to go,' Ichigo tried to get away from his grip but he just pulled her to him.

'Let me go.'

'I don't want to.'

'Why not?'

Kisshu pulled her to the bed and made her sit down next to him. Ichigo just stayed quiet for moment, not knowing what to say.

'I just don't want to,' Kisshu cuddled closer to him. Ichigo tensed at his touch for a moment, but soon relaxed.

'Why don't you sleep with me?'

'It's daytime now, I have loads of work to do.'

'So? You can visit me more often.'

Ichigo sighed; sometimes there was no winning with Kisshu. If she did decide to argue with him, the argument could last for days, Kisshu would never give up so easily. He would keep annoying her continuously until he finally got what he wanted. But she missed his teasing at times, 'I am here now,' she said.

Kisshu grinned at her and placed a few kisses in her neck and cheeks. Working his way up, until he reached her lips and decided to stay there. Both of them kissed for a while. Ichigo happily kissed him back, they hadn't kissed like that in ages. She was surprised how much she missed him.

'We should do this more often,' Ichigo smiled at him when they both stopped.

'How about another one then?' but Kisshu didn't wait for an answer, he kissed her before she could say or do anything.

Both of them laid down in the bed as they cuddled each other.

'What do I do when my parents come home?' Ichigo asked.

Kisshu shrugged, 'they said they would come back just before lunch, didn't they?'

That was true. Ichigo remembered her parents saying that they would be home at around one o'clock before they left. And it was unlikely that her friends would come and visit her at that time, since they were all busy.

'Yeah…'

'So there is nothing to worry about.'

'When will you get better?' Ichigo sighed.

'I told you to not worry about me.'

'If I was in your place you would have been worried sick, so I am allowed to worry about you as well.'

'That's true…' Kisshu sighed.

Kisshu stared at her eyes for a while, daydreaming. He wanted to touch her. So he played around with her hair. He didn't even realise what he was doing until Ichigo gave a giggle. But he kept on doing that since he knew Ichigo liked it.

'What are you doing?' Ichigo giggled.

Kisshu didn't say anything and just smiled. He loved the way Ichigo smiled at him. Her laughter was music in his ears. She loved her pretty, dark brown eyes and her red hair. He loved everything about her. She was beautiful.

Ichigo cuddled closer to him, giving him a hug.

'Kisshu?'

'Yeah?'

'Can you promise me something?'

'What is it?'

'Promise me you will never leave me.'

'Promise,' Kisshu said before he gave her another kiss.