• CHAPTER 81 - PROM NIGHT...GREAT

    Just when you thought you weren't going, they dump you off alone.

    There was snickering...and it wasn't Kai. I was still sleeping on him, right? Who else was here?

    I cracked my eyes open and they snapped wide open after witnessing Kira and Takeuchi's presence. They were laughing at me for falling asleep on Kai!

    "So how long did the kink last?" Kira asked, barely holding back his laughter.

    "You--!"

    "Just take it easy, Arisa," Kai's voice chimed in. "Let them say what they want."

    I looked up Kai's torso and he was frowning at Kira and Takeuchi. I looked down and gasped at the giant drool pool I disrespectfully left on Kai's shirt again. Great, not only did I fall asleep on him and smear my scent all over him, but I also smeared my drool on his perfect torso.

    I shot upright and covered my mouth, "I'm so sorry!"

    "Look, Kira, it's the aftermath," Takeuchi laughed.

    I glanced around the living room that was now lit with bright afternoon sunlight. I glanced over next to the fireplace and frowned at Toshihiro's absence. His crib had gone back into Takeuchi's room.

    "When did you get back?" I asked Kira and Takeuchi.

    "About one this morning," Kira shrugged.

    I hopped off of Kai and stood up, fixing my hair. I yawned and stretched as Kai sat up straight. I rubbed my neck where my hickey was and frowned at the tenderness. Kai's nibbles weren't too gentle last night, although they tickled.

    "What?!" Takeuchi shouted.

    "Uh--,"

    Takeuchi removed my hand from my neck to see for himself, "Another hickey?!"

    "Woo-hoo!" Kira cheered, followed by a very rude pelvis thrust.

    I pulled my hand out of Takeuchi's and covered the mark again. I blushed a severe shade of red and lowered my head so my eyes were meeting the floor and I sighed deeply. I know Kira and Takeuchi say things to piss me off but I couldn't help bur to freak out every time.

    "Why don't you go up and take a bath, Arisa," Kai encouraged while standing up from the couch.

    "Okay," I mumbled quietly, my eyes still glued to the floor.

    "Hey, Kai, when the bath is warm enough, you can climb in with her!" Takeuchi laughed.

    I quickly made my way upstairs without saying another word. I heard Takeuchi and Kira laugh loudly while groaning at the same time and that only gave me the hint that Kai inflicted bodily injury to both of them. Halfway up the stairs, sure enough, Takeuchi and Kira were on their knees on the ground and hunched over, holding their stomachs while still laughing. I was right; Kai belted them both in the gut.

    I grabbed fresh clothes and stumbled into the bathroom, sleep still crowding my eyes. I stripped down and dressed up into comfortable, chic clothes and threw my pajamas down the chute I'm still head over heels for. It sounded as though Takeuchi and Kira outgrew their perverted humor for now.

    "Buttheads," I sighed to myself.

    I frowned after seeing that I apparently shut the bedroom door when I left for the bathroom. The problem was that I didn't remember shutting the door behind me. I'm always half asleep anyways, so it's no surprise I never recall what I do.

    I turned the doorknob and cracked the door open dramatically. The door opened widely and I slid in while looking at the floor, the embarrassment from my wake-up call still lingering. I shut the door behind me and sighed once more.

    As soon as I looked up, my breathing ceased.

    It was happening right in front of me and it was already too late to run. It was Kai, but not how I normally see him. He was at the foot of his commodious bed and was ever so gracefully removing his shirt I soiled with my drool. He pulled it off over his head lightly and it was all running in slow motion for me. His figure was gleaming in the sunlight that seeped through the windows. My heart immediately started racing frantically and my palms were sweating already.

    This...this was my fiancée. Of all people, it was him. Him and his perfect figure. His torso was sculpted to beyond perfection; not too buff and not too blah. There wasn't a single strand of hair on his chest...it was the dead-sexy hairless chest found rarely among men. It was to die over!!

    All of that took a mere two-thirds of a second to go through my head before Kai's shirt dropped feather-like to the ground. He turned around after peeking over his shoulder and his complexion shifted to surprise when he saw me.

    "Oh," he arched his eyebrows.

    "I'm-I'm-I'm not sneaking in!" I threw my hands up in panic. "I'm not being perverted!"

    "Calm down, Arisa," Kai frowned.

    I covered my face and looked down and shook my head vigorously, "I'm sorry!"

    "Aris--,"

    "I'm so stupid!" I complained.

    A cold pair of hands gripped mine and pried them off. I looked down and turned red in shame, "Arisa, what's wrong?" Kai asked me gently.

    "I-I--,"

    "Why are you so embarrassed?" Kai asked me, pushing some of my hair behind one ear.

    "I-I feel so disrespectful, walking in on somebody as glorious as you," I mumbled.

    Kai's burst of laughter shocked me. I turned redder and avoided eye contact when he lifted my chin with his thumb and index fingers on his right hand. I slumped my shoulders and my eyes only ended up meeting his gleaming torso rather than his eyes.

    "Don't be so frivolous," Kai chuckled.

    "It's wrong to disturb someone like you," I sighed, my eyes flashing to his for half a second before being magnetically attracted back to his torso.

    "How so?" Kai cocked an eyebrow.

    I sighed, still avoiding eye contact, "You'll think I'm weird,"

    "Humor me,"

    "You're just so...perfect," I looked up at him. "It's hard to explain, but you can't help but to feel guilt for disrupting you!"

    Kai chuckled again but it was a dark, throaty chuckle, "Arisa..."

    "Y-yeah?" I stuttered.

    He cupped my face with both of his large hands, "Trust me, I'm leagues away from perfect,"

    I shook my head, "No, you're the emphasis,"

    Kai inched me back until my back was flat against the door of the bedroom. He placed both hands on either side of my head on the door and looked me in the eye, "I'm a monster, Arisa,"

    I sighed and smiled halfheartedly, "I'm not having this argument again,"

    "Arisa, you're oblivious to the fact that I posses the urge to kill you every time I consume your blood,"

    My heart skipped a beat, "O-oh,"

    "You tell me to take as much as I so desire; you're making your own death wish. It takes all I have to pull away, even to be around you...even after nearly nine months."

    "I-I trust you," I stuttered again.

    Kai sighed, "You're trembling,"

    "I just...I didn't know,"

    He pecked my forehead, "I never kill you because my adulation for you is much more potent than my lust for your blood,"

    I only nodded and looked down and started fondling with my trembling fingers. It always seemed as though he had gained so much control over the past several months. I thought he was almost over his lack of self-control but I guess I was wrong; I was scared now.

    "I'm sorry," he smiled halfheartedly. "I shouldn't have exposed that."

    "No, no, it's..." I sighed. "It's helpful to know."

    Kai pat my left shoulder, "You'll need some rest. Tonight is a big night."

    I paused, "What do you mean?"

    "It's nothing," he turned around the looked back at me over his shoulder. "You might want to take your leave, unless you'd rather see me remove my pants."

    My face combusted, "N-no thanks!" and I sped out of the room.

    I slammed the door shut behind me and leaned against it, my face still red. What did Kai mean when he said tonight is a big night? Probably a big night for somebody else in the house, how would I know? Almost ever time there was a big night, it was usually something I never wanted to happen. Maybe it's Matsuda and Orihime's three hundred and something anniversary?

    "You're in the way," Kai's voice chimed into my ear.

    My limbs locked up at his melodic whisper, "S-sorry,"

    He chuckled, "You're fine,"

    I stepped over to the right, "I'm sorry," I said again.

    He stepped out of the bedroom and shut the door, "You should eat,"

    I shook my head, "No, I'm okay,"

    Kai crouched down and wrapped one arm around my waist and he hauled me up to drape me over his left shoulder. I kicked the air and shouted and punched his back.

    "Put me down!"

    "Not a chance,"

    He hauled me down the stairs while I was still kicking and screaming. I ceased my screaming when my butt landed on something hard, only letting me know Kai placed me on the stool.

    "Jerk," I complained.

    "You need to eat," Kai lectured.

    "Kai?" Orihime popped her head into the kitchen.

    "Yeah?" Kai answered, leaning against the breakfast bar with his arms crossed and a frown pointed directly at me.

    "How long will you be?"

    "Not long. Just feeding the human."

    I beamed at him until Orihime spoke up, "Good, because I need to steal her tonight,"

    ~*~*~*~*~*~

    "Matsuda, is this the dress?" Orihime asked, holding up a dress she chose.

    "Yes, that's it,"

    I wasn't facing them and I was barely listening to their conversation. I was to busy looking around their bedroom with my mouth agape.

    Their room was huge! It was the size of one and a half of Kai's room. There were four very large paintings all signed with Matsuda's elegant signature; an Angel's masterpiece. The frame of their bed on the platform matched the end tables and dresser with a blackish burgundy-brown. The bed curtains, sheets, comforters, and window curtains were all white with soft green accents. It's amazing; I never realized how much white Matsuda and Orihime used in their life until now. They always wear white.

    "Arisa," Orihime's voice came into play and sounded as though she had been asking for my attention for a while.

    "Yeah?" I snapped out of my trance.

    "Here," Orihime handed me the folded-up dress. "Put this on."

    Before I could say anything, Orihime lightly pushed me out of her bedroom and gestured me to the bathroom. I sighed while entering the bathroom and locked the door. I stripped and slipped into the dress and glanced in the mirror. The dress was beautiful. It was silk and midnight blue that strung together at the back all the way to the bottom of my back and a little bow sat where the criss-cross ended. The top of the dress almost looked like a wrap-around and a diamond flower pin with a ribbon was on the single strap that came from the top of the dress, around my neck, and to the other side of the top of the dress. Another diamond flower pin sat at the top of my left thigh and a train of ribbon trailed down to the bottom. The top gave me a light squeeze, but I actually liked it because it emphasized my mosquito-bite boobs and my minimal curves.

    "Wow," I breathed.

    "Arisa? May I see?"

    Exiting the bathroom, Orihime's graceful hands met my waist. She trailed them down to my hips and her face glowed, "It fits you perfectly," she smiled. "I can't physically see you, but I know you look beautiful."

    "Thank you," I smiled.

    "Shall we do your hair?"

    What's with the beauty work? "Yeah, sure. Should I take off the dress?"

    She shook her head, "No, keep it on, sweetie,"

    I frowned, "Where did Kai go anyways?"

    "Shopping," Orihime told me.

    "I'll go meet up with him," Matsuda interjected.

    "Okay," Orihime approved and pecked Matsuda's lips. "Goodbye."

    "Goodbye," Matsuda smiled at us and left.

    "Let's go," Orihime drug me into her bedroom and placed me on the seat of her vanity and immediately started brushing and parting my hair.

    "I've always desired to style Mitsukai's hair when she would get older," she sighed and smiled. "Now I have you."

    Hearing that made my heart leap and I looked down, at a loss of words. I allowed Orihime to do as she wanted with my hair. I was surprised she was styling it so professionally, despite she was blind. Her fingers slid gracefully over my hair for another several minutes until she was done.

    "There," she smiled and reposed her hands on my shoulders.

    I was impressed at how amazing it turned out, "Wow, you're amazing," I whispered.

    "As are you," she smiled.

    I glanced in the mirror and took notice of Orihime's glowing face and I smiled, "Thank you,"

    "You're welcome, sweetie,"

    I frowned again, "So tell me again why I'm so dressed up?"

    "Kira's outside with the car," Orihime dodged my question and handed me a pair of white silk gloves with jewel cuffs. "Put these on."

    I slipped them on as Orihime slid some metallic high heels on, "Orihime--,"

    "Get into the car," Orihime ordered with a smile on her face. "Have a great time!"

    I obediently rushed down the stairs and out the door, forgetting about my coat. Kira was waiting in front of the house in Matsuda's black Rolls-Royce. I hopped in only to meet up with Kira's smiling self.

    "Ready?"

    "Tell me what's going on first," I ordered.

    "You're going to prom," he sped off down the road.

    "What?! No!" I snapped. "Prom?!"

    "Yep," Kira smiled. "Alone."

    "Why?!"

    "It would be commendable for you to try to make new friends before you graduate,"

    I buried my face in my hands, "I can't believe I never noticed you were all setting me up for prom!"

    "Relax, it won't be so bad,"

    "It'll be horrible! Everybody there already make my life Hell!"

    Kira rolled his eyes, "You'll be fine,"

    We arrived at my school in only a few short minutes. I refused to move after the first people I saw who coincidentally ended up being the preps and jocks that give me the most trouble. Kira exited the car and easily pried me out of the car.

    "Have fun!" he called out and sped off.

    Great...I'm alone.