We sat up the whole night talking.

I told her the whole story about my parents death. I told her what had happened with Key – that I purposely hurt him that day – and that I was forced to live with him and take care of him until he felt he was healthy enough to take care of himself. I told her about Zelo. About the things he had said to me, the way he made me feel when he took my hand or looked at me. I told her that I really liked Zelo, but then she asked something I didn’t know how to answer;

“What about Key?” she then asked. I looked at her with my mouth open. I quickly closed it, and looked down at my hands. I bit my lip as I tried thinking about what I should say, but no answer came up to my mind. “What do you feel about Key? What do you feel when you’re near him?” she asked again.

A picture of Key showed up in my head. I picture of Key smiling and laughing. A picture of him being an but still make me laugh and blush. Pictures of all the times we’ve eaten together and he’d complimented my cooking, and I’ve fed him. All the times I had to help him wash his hair, and help him change his clothes. All the annoying things he had called me, and rude things he had said making me pissed.

I thought about the feelings I had for Key before I got to know him better, and then wondered… why did I hate him? Why?

Why did I hate him… so much…?

I mean… of course he’s an arrogant and a diva. But he’s also… warm, gentle and caring…

And protecting.

I somehow feel that all the times he broke me and Zelo apart, was out of pure protection.

And then I thought about the feelings I felt when he touched me. His hands brushing against mine, or my body. His lips against the back of my neck, and his bare chest against my back.

“Tobi…” Suzy said, and couldn’t help but smile a shrewd smile as she looked at me. I looked at her, then away, trying to hide my embarrassment.

“Wh-what…?” I said awkwardly as I tried to hide my red cheeks.

“You’re blushing.” She said and giggled, “what did you think about that makes you blush? Huh. Uhhuhuhuh “ she laughed (her erted laughter). I hit her lightly.

“YAH! Don’t even think about it! We’ve never even done something close to that!” I yelled and hit her with a pillow. She hit my back with another of my pillows.

“Aha? As if! Then what were you guys doing when we caught you red handed on sofa? Huh?! Explain that girl!” she laughed, and said the last thing with an American accent. My eyes widened and I quickly hit her really hard with my pillow. She just laughed even more. “Ahaha! Not going to answer?! I know what that means!” she laughed. I bit my lip and then turned my back towards her. “You were… making out!” she laughed as I whined and covered my ears with my hands.

“We weren’t! Key was ually assaulting me this whole morning, so I threw a pillow at his head and he got mad and got after me and somehow we landed on the sofa!” I said without pausing. I pressed my lips together while closing my eyes. Suzy laughed then hugged me from behind while whistling.

“Did you guys sleep like this?” she said and held me even closer to her – my back against her stomach- and then tipped us over so we laid down in the bed. I unknowingly squirmed and whined, which made us both laugh, but I quickly got serious.

“We… did…” I admitted, and she whistled – which I ignored, “but… weird thing is that I can’t remember anything from that night. I can’t even remember going home….” I said thoughtfully. Suzy coughed awkwardly. “Suzy...” I said with a suspicious pitch, I turned my head and glared over my shoulder. “Tell me.”

She coughed awkwardly, and tried to avoid my burning gaze. “Wh-what? Tell you what? I know nothing…” she trailed off.

“You do! Spill it!” I said, and started wrestling her arms off me, but she held tight. “SUZY! TELL ME!” I yelled annoyed, but couldn’t help but smile.

“Nooooo….!” She whined and held me tight. A small wrestling game started but I was finally going to give up when Key barged in my door. He looked surprised then smirked.

“Looks fun. Can I join?” he said and walked towards my bed. We both sat up, looked at each other, then threw all my pillows at Key while yelling; “Get out! !” and all kinds of nasty words Key hated. He finally backed out of my room and closed the door.

Suzy and I laughed out butts off, and suddenly it was morning.