Tsuzuki punched Takara...hard enough to go through him. Jerk had it coming, but Tsuzuki was pretty upset afterwards.
And bloody. It was all over his shirt and down his hand and arm. And of course, that meant when I tried to make him feel better, and we ended up kissing in the hall he got blood all over my clothes.
Not that it matters much, as a few minutes later, I shrunk back to my sixteen year old self, and my clothes were suddenly much too big, and therefore of no use.
So Tsuzuki and I went home to clean up and try to salvage his suit. We were greeted at teh door by the repairman, who informed us that only one shower was working, and it would be turned off in about twenty minutes.
It was right after this that Tsuzuki called my attention to the large amount of blood in my hair that would need to be washed out.
Drying blood feels disgusting.
So, with no time for separate showers, we took one together. With shorts on, because he knew I was uneasy.
At any rate, it wasn't so bad, except when I kind of hurt his feelings when I snapped at him for startling me. He was only trying to help.
We dried off, and ditched work, choosing to spend the rest of the day at home. We talked for a while. For some reason that is beyond me, he seems to take a great deal of amusement from making me blush. Some of his comments....
He decided that we needed nicknames for each other. Apparently I am 'Kitten' or 'Neko-chan'; whichever strikes his fancy at the moment. He's always telling me that I'm just like a cat. I didn't know what to call him. Baka seemed insensitive at that point (I remember when I wouldn't have cared. Shows how far I've come.). So he told me that I could call him Asato. Sort of a twisted version of a nickname, considering it's his first name, but since everyone else calls him Tsuzuki....At any rate, it shows that he wants to let me in; that he's willing to let down his barriers for me.
That night--last night--we made love. I never understood how people could call it that before last night, but the feelings with Tsuzuki were all care and joy and love. Nothing dark or cold--I knew it wouldn't be like that...but I hadn't known how pure it could be.
I'm glad it happened and...I hope we do it more often.
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